Enforcer's Handbook

"At 4:30 today, there was an unprecedented rainfall in the fourth district..."

"Experts from the Psychic Research Institute believe that this mutation is similar to the rainfall that occurred in District 17 a few months ago..."

"Counterintelligence has been involved in the investigation..."

The food street in the early morning was filled with reports from various news channels, Vadim was holding a bamboo skewer for kebabs in his hand, and devoured it alone.

This unexpected "cream rain" turned out to be a blessing in disguise for him, giving him enough time to breathe.

It wasn't until after dawn that the cream that blocked the streets and alleys of the fourth district began to melt. Under the sunlight, they quickly turned into water like melted snow, and disappeared in less than half an hour. gone.

Vadim was the only person in the huge barbecue shop at the moment. When the unexpected visitor arrived, the boss closed the door very tactfully and put up a notice to close the shop.

Not long ago, the Bureau of Abnormal Cases Investigation issued a wanted warrant for Troy and Vadim, making them the most wanted criminals in District 4.

Who would have thought that an important criminal who was wanted by the whole city would dare to appear in a food street with a huge flow of people?

The boss grilled his head sullenly, not even daring to take a breath, for fear that this vicious gangster would chop him off if he got upset.

According to the Bureau of Investigation's reward order, Vadim had killed a senior agent of the Bureau of Investigation before this. Such actions undoubtedly declared war on the judicial system of the coalition government, but for ordinary citizens who do business, Those words only conveyed a message to them.

——Vadim is now a cornered terrorist.

Fortunately, it won't be long before the owner of the barbecue restaurant no longer has to face the ordeal alone.

This store ushered in a customer who didn't have long eyes.

The dusty middle-aged man ignored the notice to close the store. He was wearing a pair of goggles and his body was covered with wind and sand. He looked like he had just walked out of the desert.

But there is no desert around the fourth district, so the boss guessed that this must be an extra performer of a certain crew, planning to fill his stomach before today's filming starts, and he will face many similar people every morning.

Soon, the boss discovered that this middle-aged man not only had no eyes, but also couldn't comprehend his eyes at all.

He had used his eyes to warn the other party to leave more than once when Vadim was not paying attention, and then notified the investigation bureau that the repeat offender Vadim was here, so he might still have a chance.

"Guest, you..."

Looking at the middle-aged man sitting next to Vadim, the boss wanted to curse, but he was afraid that Vadim would cut him off if he spoke too violently, so he could only change his words temporarily, "What do you want? ?”

"as same as him."

"good."

The boss squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and picked up the prepared synthetic ingredients.

He was sure, it was a pure fool.

In his opinion, another characteristic of a fool is that he is inexplicably talkative. The middle-aged man seems to have heard the news in the store and commented while waiting, "I haven't seen the 'cream rain' covering the whole city for a long time. Such an interesting ability... By the way, boss, add more spice, the kind that should be spicy."

Finally, it seemed that Vadim could hardly stand the middle-aged man.

The moment the skewer was put down, a red light flashed across the scorching blade.

For this unexpected guest, he has a different view from the boss.

There are not many idiots in the fourth district. Judging from his experience in the seventeenth district, the real idiots have long died in the corners of the fringe cities, and have no chance to come to the core city.

What's more, they pretend to be passers-by or fool's pursuers.

The man's behavior style is not like that of a person in the public office, he is probably a killer active in the black market.

It was too easy for him to cut off the head of a self-righteous man.

However, Lady Luck seems to have played a trick on him again.

The moment the thermal cutting blade was about to touch the middle-aged man, it disappeared without a trace along with his arm. Facing his sudden attack, the man didn't even blink his eyes. morning news.

There was no pain, and Vadim could even still feel his empty arm.

As he tried to stay away from the man, the missing arm reappeared little by little.

Since the transplantation of "Overload Type IV", his fortune seems to have fallen to the bottom. In the words of the "Blue Eyes" company employee, after he completed "evolution", the fourth district can pose a threat to him. He could count it with two hands, but he encountered one of them in the first operation, and most of the prosthetic bodies on his body were destroyed.

But now, he just found a barbecue restaurant to fill his stomach, and then met another unpredictable person.

The boss was naturally stunned by the scene just now, and couldn't help blurting out, "You are a public official of the coalition government, and you are here to arrest him?"

In his perception, only members of the special operations department can deal with criminals of Vadim's level.

"No, of course not, as I just said, I just came to the fourth district not long ago, and I came to see an old friend, and you..."

The middle-aged man propped his chin with his left hand, and looked at Vadim with great interest, "There is something similar to him in your body, you are his believer? Strange, if you are his believer, why would you go to Vadim?" Install this kind of thing in your body?"

believer?

Unlike the confused barbecue restaurant owner, Vadim suddenly thought of something.

The "Blue Eyes" company person did not give any further explanations to the church in the end. The other party only vaguely mentioned that the church existed in the dark ages, and someone changed the history of that period, so that many people and things that once really existed Disappeared forever in the long river of history.

As for how the church was destroyed, the true identity of the Son, and the opponents in that war are still shrouded in fog.

Even "Blue Eyes" and the military technology behind her can only guess what happened in the Dark Ages based on various clues, but this middle-aged man who is full of dust seems to know something about that era.

"I'm not a believer in anyone. Some people say that this thing in my head is related to the person you are looking for."

In the words of the people from the "Blue Eyes" company, all "overload" systems are poor imitations of controlling time, and the limit of their current research ultimately stops at the concept of speed.

The next moment, a strange cry broke the atmosphere in the store.

The boss was stunned by this sudden scene, he couldn't believe his eyes——Vadim hadn't finished speaking, the middle-aged man's raised hand touched his head, and then Vadim's head became With his face disappeared!

Vadim still maintained the same sitting posture as when speaking, but only a headless "corpse" was left behind.

"No wonder, it can be explained in this way."

The middle-aged man was thoughtful, and after a while, his hand left Vadim, and the latter's head reappeared just like the arm just now.

Vadim himself seemed taken aback by the scene.

His eyes were wide open, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"I didn't expect them to continue these meaningless research... It's a pity. I thought I could catch up with old friends I haven't seen for many years, but there are nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in life. This is what he told me."

The middle-aged man quickly adjusted his disappointment, and said, "But at least I met some interesting little guys on this trip. By the way, since I saw them, let me remind you, they are stored in your head." It's not a good thing, it's slowly eating away at your life."

"...what will happen to me next?"

For some reason, Vadim couldn't help asking.

He always felt that this middle-aged man of unknown origin might be able to answer the doubts accumulated in his heart.

The real purpose of "blue eyes" and military technology, and the eradicated history...

"Why, I look like a fortune teller?"

Although the middle-aged man said so, his outstretched index finger touched Vadim's forehead.

In a daze, Vadim's sight drifted to places other than the barbecue shop.

What appeared in front of him was a majestic building, a palace dominated by black tones, which looked like a cage in detail.

Vadim didn't know where he was, he was so small, at this moment, he could only look up at the palace in front of him.

Every compartment in the palace was tightly closed, and he could barely see a few labels among them:

"Time" - "Overload Type IV"

"Nothingness" - "Invisible Position"

"Order" - "Gravity II"

...

These nouns are followed by prosthetics he has seen or heard of.

The time Vadim appeared here was too short. When he wanted to step forward, his eyes returned to reality. Under the strong contrast, the early morning light was particularly dazzling. He noticed that the middle-aged man's index finger left The owner of the barbecue shop had already grilled him for some time, and the middle-aged man had already started finishing work.

"That's where you're going, where your consciousness will exist for a long time and be used repeatedly... It's a good thing they can research this kind of thing."

While speaking, the door of the barbecue restaurant was opened.

At some point, someone surrounded the place.

It seemed to be an agent from the Bureau of Abnormal Cases Investigation. He found a familiar figure in the crowd, or more precisely, many familiar voices.

The uniform blue eyes and the radiance made Vadim wonder for a moment whether he should choose to escape.

Soon, Vadim realized that the agents of the Bureau of Investigation did not come for him.

This was also the first time he saw different emotions in the eyes of the "blue eyes". They seemed to be full of jealousy towards this unattractive middle-aged man.

"According to our agreement, you should not appear here."

One of the "blue eyes" said that it seemed that a war was imminent.

The middle-aged man who fell into the siege looked indifferent, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to meet an old friend this time, and I'm not interested in this city and what you are doing here."

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At the same time, Song Lan who was far away in the Eden Hotel sneezed, and the sneezing shook him so much that he sat up from the bed.

At this point, Lu Xiang had already gone to the Abnormal Case Investigation Bureau.

After all, in last night's operation, the entire Bureau B area was razed, and the suspect who was suspected of killing the five-star rescuer was also rescued by the same party. Fortunately, a "cream rain" in the middle of the night diverted the comments The attention of the meeting made them put all their energy on chasing Gustav at the moment.

They are not willing to let a psychic who can cover the entire city fly away under their noses.

When the coalition government is employing people, the six-star rescuers should also attract more excellent blood.

Song Lan highly praised Gustav's actions. The cream blocked the road and brought the traffic of the whole city to a standstill. But he, who had already seen through everything, returned to the room before the rainstorm came, until just now he sneezed Only then woke him up from his sleep.

As expected of a reliable man, you can always trust Gustav.

Lu Xiang thoughtfully closed the curtains for him before leaving, but for some reason, a strange feeling came to his heart.

food street.

These three words suddenly appeared in his mind.

hungry.

Song Lan quickly figured out the reason. He looked around the empty room.

With Lao Lu away, his interest in cooking himself has dropped by 95%. For him, it is a novel experience to taste synthetic ingredients by chance. At least the popular food in the fourth district is not so bad that it is unpalatable. the point.

He sat on the bed for a while, and finally chose the former between eating and continuing to sleep, and automatically ignored the 7 missed calls from Guan Lili on the phone screen.

Not working overtime is one of his credos in life. Last night, their program group had collected enough material, and today they should take a rest as a matter of course.

No matter what others say, Song Lan thinks so.

However, today's food street is much more lively than he imagined. The investigation bureau set up a barrier outside and drove everyone out.

Song Lan sneaked into the crowd calmly and gave full play to his eavesdropping skills. In this kind of place where people talk a lot, there will always be folk intelligence masters.

"I heard that a felon wanted by the Bureau of Investigation sneaked into the food street!"

In just a few minutes, Song Lan got the result he wanted.

But it was also this short sentence that made his mood extremely dignified.

Last night, Gustav took advantage of the chaos and took Monica and Troy out of the fourth district, so there is only one person who is called a felon at this moment and can attract so many agents.

Vadim.

Fellow countryman -!

Are you all right, fellow!

Just when Song Lan was secretly worried about Vadim, he saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Holding a bottle of canned strawberry milk in his hand, this petite figure was stopped outside by the isolation belt, with a face full of disbelief.

Facing the Bureau of Investigation agents who pulled up the isolation belt, she seemed to be trying to convey a meaning with her eyes.

——When Franken comes, I will kill you all!

Thanks to Gaius Octavian for the reward of 2500 starting coins!

Small theater its two hundred and thirty-three:

On a certain day of a certain year, Thursday, evening

It has been a long time since the "Night Heron Disturbance". After going through a difficult period of haggard heart, Song Lan's life has finally returned to normal.

The main reason is that the Yelu children have found new interests.

Set of cards.

In order to collect cartoon cards of the rescuers of Kolo Films, she has emptied the buckets of instant noodles in several supermarkets near the apartment.

When she showed off all the cards she had collected to Song Lan, all the instant noodles in children's clothes disappeared. Even if Ye Lu hadn't mentioned her interest in collecting cards, Song Lan would not have noticed that she bought all the instant noodles from the nearby supermarket. out of stock.

"Eating so much instant noodles is bad for your health!"

But as soon as these words were said, Song Lan felt that it seemed unnecessary.

Because Yelu is different from those picky eaters who like junk food, eating instant noodles does not affect her appearing at the dinner table on time every day.

This touched Song Lan's knowledge blind spot.

When she ate a lot of junk food and nutritious meals at the same time, Song Lan didn't know whether it was good for her body or not.

"Why did you suddenly like Jika?"

"Because sister Lu Xiang said that she will introduce some new friends to me soon."

"new friend?"

"Look, here's a picture of them!"

Yelu clicked on the phone photo album. The background of the photo was the endless desert. In the vast desert, several mutant creatures of the crab family flaunted their pincers towards the camera.