Enforcer's Handbook

"Good evening! Root City, I'm your good brother William. Today's dead man's lottery is a full 31. The Light Skeleton Gang died 19, and a member of the fraternity also died. I think you all deserve it." Lose money, because the fraternity will definitely not be able to swallow this."

The familiar broadcast echoed in the corridor.

This is one of the favorite programs of the oasis people recently. After the dead man's lottery program team left the 17th district, they found a new environment in the oasis.

It's a lot messier here than it used to be in the Seventeenth District, and more importantly, the fraternities like it.

In Oasis, only the Brotherhood has the real voice.

Those law enforcement officers who want to follow Lu Xiang's example and stand up to maintain order are often found dead on the street the next day. The entire department has been infiltrated more seriously than the seventeen districts in the past. The whereabouts of each supervisor , home address, and information about family members are all firmly held by the Brotherhood.

Of course, they can also choose to be friends with the fraternity.

The Brotherhood has always been generous, and they will prepare huge sums of money for their friends. In return, these friends need to help them deal with disputes in the various cities of the oasis.

The entire crew was hijacked while passing through the oasis, and then, like all unlucky ghosts, was sent to the "garbage disposal plant" by the skeleton gang.

"Garbage Processing Plant" is what the Skeleton Gang calls it.

The unlucky ghosts sent there are often classified on the operating table into human organs that can be sold at a high price, and stumps that cannot be recycled and processed uniformly.

Everyone in Root City knows that once a person is sent to the "garbage treatment plant", it is very difficult to get out.

People in the processing plant will treat their goods equally, whether the "goods" are oasis officials, ordinary people or wealthy businessmen from the "outside" before they are sent in, they will eventually be disassembled into similar parts.

Of course there are occasional exceptions.

Like the crew of Dead Man's Lotto. Before being sent to the operating table, they used an improv performance to win the interest of the processing plant workers. They tried their best to convince the fraternity that they needed such a show.

There are few more effective means of spreading the name of the Brotherhood than radio broadcasts.

Therefore, the fraternity provided them with special broadcasting venues and luxury hotels for them to live in, allowing them to enjoy the treatment of guests.

Of course, they were still under the supervision of the Brotherhood at all times.

After broadcasting today's radio program, William breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already dark outside, and the cold night crawled up his back, his passionate expression faded away, and he gestured to the "bodyguard" who was holding his hand at the door.

William is well aware of his current situation.

Although he has become one of the most popular radio hosts in Oasis, Dead Man Lotto has achieved success in this country where news and entertainment lag, but their lives are still at the mercy of others. In the eyes of the fraternity, they may be just a bunch of "fun guys" pets", and once the fraternity loses interest in them, their prospects are likely to be dark.

But today, things ushered in a turning point.

The Skeleton Gang became a member of the Dead Man's Lottery, and it was even heard that Scarface, one of the leaders of the Skeleton Gang, died.

Someone broke into the Cloudstring Hotel, shot Scarface in full view, dragged him all the way upstairs, and killed him in his room.

William kept his eyes open and found many useful clues by insinuating.

Some people who escaped from the Cloud String Hotel claimed that Scarface died in a horrific way. He aged and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally there was no bone left!

Most of the attackers were psychics, and they were unknown psychics who had never been recorded.

The Brotherhood is very familiar with the Rebels. They have collected information on every leader and cadre of the Rebels, but they are unwilling to fight the Rebels unless necessary.

After all, the interior of the rebel army is as impenetrable as an iron barrel, and their methods are much stronger than those of the oasis puppet politicians supported by the coalition government.

It is said that only 2 people died during the fight at the Yunxian Hotel, including Scarface.

As for the other 14, they were directly sent to the operating table of the "garbage treatment plant" after they tipped off the news, because the person in charge of the treatment plant did not like deserters.

No one knew the identities of the two attackers except William.

While working in District 17, he once inquired about "enthusiastic citizens" in the Gold Digger Bar through his own connections. During the tenure of "Iron Hand Supervisor" Lu Xiang, the criminal forces in District 17 were destroyed. Strike, and during a city-wide meeting, the Dead Man's Lotto program group was named and criticized for using casualties as a form of entertainment.

They have also considered transformation, hoping to interview "enthusiastic citizens."

The end result is of course a failure.

The owner of the Gold Digger Bar told him that, except for Lu Xiang, no one in the 17th district could get on line with the "enthusiastic citizens".

But William remembers streaming a video in the Gold Digger's Bar. The surveillance video recorded the time leap, and not long ago, the descriptions of those panicked members of the Skull Gang reminded William of "enthusiastic citizens."

People in District 17 should help each other.

If they are lucky enough to meet "enthusiastic citizens", they will be able to leave the oasis smoothly-they really don't want to stay in this poor place for a second, and after going through all this, they would rather go back to District 17 to find a factory Tighten the screws.

"Hey buddy, can I stop by the processing plant tonight?"

Coming out of the studio, William walked up to the bodyguard, handed him a cigarette, and asked flatteringly.

There seems to be a premonition guiding him somewhere, maybe something will happen to the "garbage treatment plant" tonight.

"Processing plant? Aren't you most afraid of it?"

The bodyguard teased William, "I remember the last time you went there you wet your pants."

The "Garbage Treatment Plant" is not considered a secret place, but ordinary people can't stand the scene and smell there, but for "garbage disposal" lovers, it is no different from heaven.

After the dead man's lottery show became popular, the person in charge of the processing plant also sent an invitation to the program group. He hoped to conduct an exclusive interview about the processing plant, which would help people recognize their masterpieces, but William declined.

"After all, I have been in Root City for a while. Recently, many listeners have privately messaged me, hoping that I will talk about the 'garbage treatment plant' on the show. They are very interested in it."

Hearing this, the bodyguard's eyes lit up, "Okay, I'll help you get in touch right now."

During these days in Root City, William figured out the characters of these people. They were different from the Skeleton Gang. The person in charge of the processing plant claimed to be an artist. Committed to promoting this "niche art".

A few minutes later, the bodyguard returned to the studio excitedly.

"The boss said that you can go there now. They happened to prepare a few dismantling operations at night."

Suppressing the coexistence of fear and excitement in Xingzhong, William called everyone down the stairs and boarded the suspension vehicle to the "garbage treatment plant".

If they are lucky enough, maybe they will be able to leave Root City tonight.

William believes in the law of conservation of character. The person who put forward this law believes that people's fortunes go up and down, but if we take a long-term perspective, the proportion of luck and bad luck will eventually tend to be the same.

During this period of time in the oasis, their luck has fallen to the bottom, and now it should be time to bottom out and rebound.

William had been to the treatment plant once, but hadn't dared to look around.

The last time he woke up from the operating table, the turning saw was less than 30 centimeters away from his arm, and he tried his best to let them put him off the operating table.

The bodyguard was right. His pants were indeed wet when he got off the operating table.

But this time, he and others walked in the corridor outside the operating room, re-examining the workshop that the person in charge of the processing plant spent a lot of money to build.

This place is indeed different from the black clinic. The entire corridor is clean and bright, and the smell of blood is not strong. If people who don't know come here, they will definitely not be able to associate it with the slaughterhouse.

From the outside, it looks more like some kind of underground experimental facility, and the people who are qualified to enter and exit here are the most cutting-edge scientists.

"Look, that's where you were last time."

The bodyguard stopped suddenly, pointing at an instrument inside through the window.

"A few years ago, we used the traditional operating table, and they needed to fix their hands and feet around the operating table to perform the cutting operation themselves."

The bodyguard has become a qualified commentator. He is one of the oldest employees of the "garbage treatment plant" and has witnessed the vigorous development of the treatment plant over the years.

"Artificial intelligence has been developing rapidly in recent years. We have all replaced with machines now. Come and see."

With that said, the bodyguard walked towards one of the instruments.

This was the first time William observed them carefully. The structure of the instrument looked like a luxurious simulation cabin of a holographic game, allowing the whole person to lie in it.

He suddenly felt that if he could bring these materials back to the Seventeenth District, publishing a column should cause quite a wide discussion.

After all, most of the people in District 17 know nothing about human trafficking in the oasis. This may sound a wake-up call for those who fantasize about going to the "outside" to seek gold.

The bodyguard opened the hatch and showed several people what was inside.

"Now we only need to put the 'goods' inside, and the equipment will automatically restrict the movement of their limbs, but more importantly, these instruments have many functions."

While speaking, a light blue holographic operation screen appeared on the left hand side of the bodyguard.

Just the text hints that surfaced above were enough to make William's scalp tingle.

The people in the processing plant can cut the human body more finely through operation, and witness the whole process of the "cargo" operation in the cabin. This may be the main reason why the front half of the operating cabin uses a transparent material baffle.

The operation screen corresponds to every part of the human body in detail, and it is even equipped with a first aid function to prevent the "cargo" from dying prematurely, which can ensure that they can last for a long time in the operating cabin.

Sometimes, William really hated his too rich imagination.

"Did you see the device under the operating cabin? After the operation is completed, the blood can be drained with one click, and then the useful organs are automatically separated from the useless garbage... If you have experienced old-fashioned dismantling Surgery, you will know how convenient these functions are!"

The tone of the bodyguards became more and more excited. They seemed to really regard this as an elegant art from the bottom of their hearts.

"Everyone loves the process of surgery, but few want to clean up the mess."

These instruments save them a lot of trouble.

In order to prevent the other party from continuing, William coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late, don't keep the boss waiting too long."

"Oh, yes, there will be several dismantling operations in a while, and that will be more enjoyable than hearing me say."

William followed behind the bodyguard.

I don't know if he was affected by brain supplementation, but he always felt that the smell of blood in the corridor was getting stronger and stronger.

He glanced at the rest of the crew, and found that they were also pale, looking like they wanted to gag but held back.

When they came to the isolation door at the deepest part of the corridor, the bodyguard glanced at the camera head excitedly, and said excitedly, "Open the door and let me in, so I don't miss the operation! ... Hello? Hello! Is there anyone? Strange, where did everyone go?"

After a while, the bodyguard's face suddenly changed.

He found something unusual.

The isolation door was not locked. When he kicked the door angrily because no one responded, the door, which was said to be able to withstand anti-material weapons, opened to the inside.

He drew his gun almost reflexively.

Behind the folding door is the core area of ​​the processing plant. There are people guarding it every day. Since the last guard was drunk and did not lock the door and was put into the operating room by the person in charge, no one dared to do so again.

unless……

The bodyguard leaned in cautiously.

It was too quiet inside, and I couldn't hear the sound of anyone moving.

But the smell of blood came from this area.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and speed up his pace, heading straight to the control room. As soon as he got there, he would be able to activate the security system in the entire facility. By then, the machine gun turret and various traps would become his partners.

More importantly, he can know what happened in the facility through the surveillance video.

However, after a few minutes, the bodyguard regretted it.

He would rather he hadn't watched the surveillance video, let alone come to the control room.

The surveillance video showed him the reason why there was no one in the facility—before the mutation happened, everyone had gathered here to prepare for the next operation.

The bodyguard saw that someone's body had changed. He suddenly lost his strength and fell to the ground while walking. He struggled several times to get up, but all failed.

Then their bodies began to decompose, exposing the skeleton beneath the skin.

The panicked shouts attracted the attention of others, but when people heard the sound and rushed to the scene, not even the bones of the fallen were left behind.

4 seconds.

This is the time from the surveillance video recording to the duration of the whole process.

An unknown plague spread rapidly, and eventually everyone had the same symptoms.

And when the entire plague was over, he saw two uninvited guests come in, and they went straight to the second floor of the facility—the office of the person in charge of the processing plant was there.

And this is the part of this surveillance video that scares the bodyguards the most.

The uninvited guests went up two minutes ago, and the surveillance did not capture the picture of them leaving.

This also means...

At this moment, he was in the same room with the murderers.

Little Theater its two hundred and fifty-seven:

On a certain day of a certain year, Monday, morning

As an external expert of Kolo Films, in order to gain a deeper understanding of the life of government officials in the coalition government, Guan Lili accompanied Song Lan all the way, and observed a day in the minister's life up close.

However, Song Lan suspected that this expert had ulterior motives and wanted to discredit public officials of the coalition government by means of inducement.

He was ready to pretend to be working hard, but Guan Lili brought him some gifts that he couldn't refuse-Kolo Films' internal films for this season.

The expert also got the first-hand information she wanted.

Minister Song's work schedule:

9:00, go to work.

9:15-11:20, watch movies.

11:25-13:00, meal time.

"That's great, no wonder so many people want to work in government departments, and I want to be so free."

Guan Lili was stirring the coffee cup with a plastic spoon. When she was working hard at Kolo Films, she was busy from 7 am to midnight.

"You have a problem with watching movies. This is a manifestation of lack of ideological awareness."

Song Lan made serious criticisms of Guan Lili.

"But you're just watching a movie."

"wrong."

Song Lan shook her head, "This is called receiving foreign guests and learning the spiritual connotation of rescuers."