Enforcer's Handbook

Gracie lied.

Behind the door is not the center console, but the lair of some unknown monster.

In order for Gracie to understand the scene in the lair at this moment, Lu Xiang had to lift Gracie up and push him into the lair.

The lair seemed to have just experienced a bloody fight. A monster that looked like a man and a wolf was lying in the dark green blood, and the air was filled with a smell similar to nutrient solution.

To be more precise, this is not a living thing, but some kind of guard robot that looks like a living thing. However, Lu Xiang has never seen this type of guard robot, and for some unknown reason, the guard robot was destroyed. She carefully observed the signs left at the scene, but was unable to reconstruct what exactly happened here before their arrival.

Gracie, as if possessed, fell to the ground with her back against the edge of the lair, muttering to herself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

His thoughts are quite easy to guess.

When he opened the door, he must have planned to let the guard robots in the lair kill them to cover up the truth.

And they came a step too late and missed Angre Saffron.

In fact, Lu Xiang had no interest in Gracie and this company from the beginning. What really puzzled her was what Angre was doing in a place like this at night.

"Where is the central control room?"

Lu Xiang glanced at Gracie who was cowering on the ground unhappily. The latter's slightly crazy look really annoyed her. But this time, Gracie, who had lost her last trump card, finally chose a proactive and cooperative attitude. The two were taken to the control room.

After investigation, Lu Xiang found clues and asked, "Who is the person in room No. 73?"

The people in the other cubicles remained unchanged, except for the person in room 73 who was missing.

"No. 73...I remembered it. It seemed that the person inside was a reporter who came to investigate secretly."

Gracie regained some consciousness and said, "We caught her and made her personally a part of the custom service."

This is not uncommon for companies.

He had indeed heard reports that someone had sneaked into the underground level before, and he thought that person was dead.

Seeing Gracie's confused look, Lu Xiang also lost the mood to continue the interrogation. The informant had been away for a while, but it could be judged from the gunshots in the background that she witnessed Angre sneaking into the underground customization service. Throughout the entire process of the facility, the gunshots were probably left behind when he was fighting the guard robots.

Lu Xiang contacted Captain Doug, and within half an hour, the special operations team took control of the scene.

"Why did Angre want to save this reporter?"

Sitting on the suspended car, Lu Xiang fell into deep thought.

She quickly found the reporter's relevant information.

A reporter from a third-rate newspaper disappeared a year ago without any background. Therefore, during such a long period of disappearance, except for the newspaper's symbolic visit to Dream Production to find someone, no one has pursued the matter.

She didn't even know where Angre found out about this.

"I don't know." Song Lan shrugged. To be honest, on the issue of Angre, his views were highly consistent with Hannah's. He came here tonight to ensure Lu Xiang's safety. "Compared to this, I In fact, I’m more curious about how the manager with the afro will be sentenced.”

"Gracie? According to the laws of the coalition government, he will face 15-20 years in prison, but the company should not let him live that long. After the trial, the forces behind them should try to transfer him out of the Seventeenth District, nominally sending him to the core area to serve his sentence, but he will most likely die on the way due to some 'accidental accident'."

This is a common tactic used by companies to keep people quiet, and similar things happen every day.

But for Gracie, this was a well-deserved death.

"But I still don't understand why they want to collect negative emotions."

"The uses of negative emotional gases are much wider. They were first commonly used in projects developed by psychics. Although stimulating therapies are banned within the coalition government, a large amount of aerosols are exported to China every year. 'Outside', in addition to that, it is mostly used in interrogations or other similar ways."

For the company, making people suffer is far more meaningful than making people happy.

"The biggest feature of this gas is that it can make people feel extreme pain without leaving any wounds on their bodies. In many circumstances, leaving wounds means leaving evidence."

"How do you know so clearly?"

"Because it's so common, when I was at school on Operation Outer Worlds, every member of the squad was given a bottle of aerosol."

Lu Xiang smoothly took down a similar container from the floating car and gestured with his hands, "It only takes a little bit to make the person involved or the prisoner tell the truth. Therefore, many people in the outside enforcement department also use it to tell the truth." Call it Veritaserum, anyone with it can become an excellent interrogator... We also had a lot of it in our department's warehouse before."

"We also have some in our warehouse?"

"certainly."

"Is it legal?"

"...the gray area."

Lu Xiang blinked at Song Lan, "The characteristic of this gas is that it cannot be detected without leaving a wound. If you are complained afterwards, as long as you insist that it has not been used, there will be nothing the other party can do."

"Have you used it on others too?"

"We have learned professional interrogation techniques, and only laymen like to resort to these tools."

………………………………

Meanwhile, somewhere in the West End.

This was a dark and small room. The reporter who had just left the instrument was still wearing the "work clothes" uniformly distributed by the company. Even though her reason told her that what had existed before her eyes were all false illusions, she had never felt so real. hallucination.

The pain, panic and trembling inside were all extremely real, even clearer than reality.

In reality, she was at least given the option of fainting, but in the world of hallucinations, she remained awake at all times.

"Who are you?"

After she calmed down a little, she looked at the person who was sitting alone in the corner after returning to the room.

Her intuition told her that this person's current situation was not optimistic. He seemed to be living a homeless life, so he could only live in this dark house.

"Angre-Saffron."

"...Saffron?"

The female reporter's dilated pupils gradually gained focus, and it seemed to awaken some deeper memories. However, under the wash of hallucinations, reality and illusion were confused together, making it impossible for her to tell for a while whether these familiar feelings were also caused by Instrument manufacturing.

She even suspected that everything she was seeing now was an illusion created by the instrument.

In fact, she was not rescued, but was still in the company.

"My brother once mentioned you, and I wanted to meet you then."