Enforcer's Handbook

"Cough—can you reconcile?"

In the office of the "garbage treatment plant", a man in a white coat was prostrate on the ground, his flexed right hand was as dry as a straw, and the veins of blood vessels were clearly displayed on the back of his hand.

The veteran body artist no longer had the calm elegance of the past, and now his every breath consumes his physical strength, allowing the man to clearly feel that his life is passing by little by little.

He could feel that his body was aging rapidly, and all of this was done by the person in front of him.

"I have money, a lot of money, as long as you can restore me..."

"Why are you looking for Lu Xiang?"

Song Lan ignored the man's bargaining and asked.

"Can I change my life if I tell you?"

the man asked hastily.

"No, although this won't save you a life, it will allow you to easily walk on the road to Huangquan. Scarface should not have gone far, and you can walk with him when you start now."

"Go, go to hell! Will the brotherhood let you go!"

The man's face changed, and he uttered the same cruel words as Scarface fiercely, but in fact, even the man himself knew that these cruel words could not deter the other party. This time, the brotherhood could no longer be their solid backing up.

It's just that he didn't understand, since the other party had decided to kill him from the very beginning, why was he wasting words and asking so many questions with him.

Could this guy be stupid enough to think that he would betray the Brotherhood after knowing that he would die?

"In Oasis City, no one dares to betray the Brotherhood."

The man who had already decided to die widened his eyes again in horror, and struggled to raise his head, as if he wanted to imprint this face in his pupils forever.

The uninvited guest in front of him saw through his heart and directly spoke out what he was thinking.

"The fraternity knows where your family lives, and once they know that you betrayed them, everyone who is important to you will die on the streets."

Song Lan decided to be considerate of the man in front of him. If he died heroically at his own hands, the Brotherhood would pay his family a pension. Coupled with the savings the man had accumulated over the years, it should be enough for his family Lived the rest of my life.

The premise is that they are not targeted by the enemy.

"As a gift of practice, let me answer your doubts just now."

Song Lan said, "Reading a person's memory is like flipping through a book. It would take too much unnecessary time to start from the beginning."

Especially the man, as the person in charge of the "garbage treatment plant", has a lot of images that are not conducive to physical and mental health in his mind. He doesn't want to rummage through countless restricted-rated images to find the information he needs, "When you hear the problem, Your subconscious mind will unfold the title page for me with the answers recorded."

The two looked at each other like this.

"That's right, just as you are thinking at this moment, whether you answer or not, I can already get the answer. It is amazing that the archaeologists were sent to the capital of the oasis. The God of Life actually predicted a Seventeen District person's name."

...

"Why am I not surprised at all?"

"Void" glanced at the man who had lost his vitality, and said casually.

Their old friend mentioned Lu Xiang's name in the omen, which is really "wonderful".

Omens are their usual means of conveying information to believers, and it is also one of Song Lan's contributions to the upper world. The efficiency of traditional "whispering" to convey instructions is too low, and because many existences in the upper world are reserved and want to maintain A sense of mystery, leading to many instructions being misinterpreted in the end.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, the "scientist" Song Lan proposed a means of conveying information and instructions through pictures and texts.

In the eyes of believers, omens are fate.

But now, the omen conveyed by their old friend turned out to "coincidentally" point to a 17th district law enforcement chief who should have never met her before.

Recently, "Nothingness" feels that he has encountered too many "coincidences".

"Your girlfriend hasn't mentioned her past to you?"

This is not the first time Song Lan has heard this question.

The last time he was asked that question was Mr. Dorag-Saffron, who unfortunately died young before he could get an answer to that question.

Almost everything about Lu Xiang's past was recorded in the Qixing Academy. When they returned to school last time, Lu Xiang told him that she had been in the academy since the day she could remember.

The dean only vaguely mentioned her status as a war orphan.

"The Brotherhood is trying to study this power, and it's going to be fun to watch soon."

"Nothingness" gloated and patted Song Lan's shoulder, "I understand you, sometimes memory is not necessarily a good thing."

He was suddenly curious, if his old friend remembered that someone burned down their house and destroyed everyone's home, would he let the culprit kneel on the washboard in a panic?

Thinking about it this way, Song Lan's mood in "Nothingness" was much more balanced because Song Lan took all the parts of the scene.

As long as he could observe Song Lan's process of being punished, he would be satisfied.

"Go back and pack your things, and prepare to leave for the capital of the oasis."

When "Nothingness" spoke, Lu Xiang's angry appearance involuntarily appeared in Song Lan's mind, and he felt a little uneasy.

Lao Lu is good at everything, but holds grudges.

Moreover, the means of retaliation are varied and unpredictable.

The memory of the heads of the "Garbage Treatment Plant" stores the results of their research on archaeologists.

They have sent archaeologists into the operating cabin and performed more than a dozen cutting experiments on her body, but in the end all the results proved that no matter how serious the injury was and how the body changed, she could eventually back to normal.

Not only that, but she can also use the power of creating life to others. On the first night she was sent, a haunting incident broke out in the "garbage treatment plant".

The discarded "goods" that had been dismantled and discarded into the garbage station suddenly came to life. Running stumps and broken arms staged a great escape in the base. There are still more than 10 arms and thighs missing. Some people suspected that they escaped into the ventilation duct. When the search robot they put in was attacked and destroyed in the ventilation duct, no one dared to go in to search for the escaped remains.

And just when the two were about to leave, another group of people volunteered to join them.

"We also want to go to the capital of the oasis, can you give us a ride?"

William finally found the right time and intervened in the conversation between the two. During the conversation, he signaled to the members of the crew, and hurriedly dragged the knocked-out bodyguard into the room.

When the bodyguards were engrossed in operating the security system, they finally found a chance and gave the other party a Sap blow to the back of the head, which could be regarded as a fierce breath of anger.

After some discussion, they finally gave up their plan to throw the bodyguard into the operating cabin and let him suffer the consequences. They had two options before them.

Take advantage of the chaos and escape, stay away from Root City, as long as they can return to District 17, they will be safe.

This seemed to be the safest approach, but after going through all kinds of hardships, William suddenly felt a strong sense of mission.

He wanted to expose the true colors of the oasis and the fraternity, and warned those stunned youths in the seventeenth district who dreamed of getting rich not to ruin their lives in vain for a while.

The methods of the fraternity are much scarier than the gang members of the past.

But now, such an opportunity is in front of them. If they can follow the two of them, their safety will be guaranteed.

"This person is also a member of the Garbage Treatment Plant, and we also want to make some contributions to District 17."

"Do you want to contribute to the Seventeenth District?"

"My name is William, and I'm the announcer of the Dead Man's Lotto program."

"I know you."

He was called by Lu Xiang at the city meeting, and even he, who was listening to the dead man's lottery at home, was also criticized.

Lu Xiang hopes that he can listen to some positive programs full of positive energy.

"Really? But now we have changed our look. After a deep reflection, we found that public welfare is the cause we should devote ourselves to. If we can expose the evil deeds of the fraternity, we can save many families in the 17th District !"

"Very good, District 17 needs talents like you right now!"

Hearing this, even William himself was stunned.

They were ready to use his three-inch tongue, but they didn't expect the other party to agree to the request of their colleagues so easily.

It seems that the "enthusiastic citizens" really care about the Seventeenth District as rumored.

What William didn't know was that when he appeared, Song Lan also had some small calculations in his mind.

Lu Xiang's revenge is certainly terrible, but what if he cares about the 17th District and doesn't forget to expose the true face of the Brotherhood when he goes out to visit friends, so as to prevent more people from the 17th District from being deceived?

As the chief of the publicity department, he should have devoted himself to the anti-fraud cause of the seventeenth district, right?

If you talk about it in a big way, all of this is for the big family of the 17th district. As their publicity slogan said, the 17th district will always be your home.

According to Princess Lieyang, an honorary visitor and sponsor of District 17, whenever she hears this promotion, she feels warm in her heart.

Although he did destroy a family, but now he helped to build a new one. If the merits and demerits are offset, Lu Xiang naturally doesn't have to pursue the dusty past.

…………………………………

Late at night, Seventh District, Venus Academy.

After a full day of meetings, the dean left the staff meeting room and walked alone on the college's forest path.

A lot has happened in the coalition government since Isabel dropped out of school.

The destruction of the castle of the Iris Consortium, the turmoil in the first district, and now the entire fourth district has been devastated. People in the core city are in panic, fearing that the next disaster will befall them.

But in fact, all this has long been foreshadowed.

The moon and stars are scarce tonight, the dean raised his head and stared at the starry sky.

This reminded him of a night a few years ago, when he also finished a meeting and strolled through this green path on campus.

It's just that the sky that night was different from today.

In addition to the bright moon and stars, there is...

"What did you see, Dean?"

The familiar voice made him stop, and the figure emerging from the shadows made his heart rise to his throat.

After a long time, the dean said, "Student Lu Xiang, why didn't you tell me beforehand when you came back?"

He managed to calm himself down as much as possible, although somewhere in his heart, he had long expected this day to come.

Children will grow up one day.

They have seen countless children grow up, have seen them graduate, go into corporate or coalition government service, and become a cog that holds the country together.

But someone is bound to be different.

The outstanding graduate of Venus in front of me is one of them.

"Several years ago today, there was an accident in Venus."

Lu Xiang said, "About this time, an undetected meteorite broke through the atmosphere and appeared over Venus College. This sudden accident destroyed a teaching building. Fortunately, no one was injured. After the accident, , the academy’s board of directors completely blocked the news until today.”

This is a version of the story that Lu Xiang had never heard of during his school days.

With the help of "Sea of ​​Soul", she found this hidden corner from the rich history of Venus Academy.

Before returning to District 17, Lu Xiang temporarily changed his ticket.

In the version of the story that the dean told her, her parents were the elite of the coalition government's expatriate department, and unfortunately died in an operation against the rebels. Her parents' colleagues followed their will and sent her to the Venus College .

Therefore, almost the first half of her life was spent in the academy.

"It seems that you have grown a lot in District 17, student Lu Xiang... Although I don't know how you found the accident records, the information you saw is not accurate."

"Um?"

"When the meteorite fell, many students were still in the teaching building, preparing for the upcoming Academy Cup."

Among those students were the children of many big families and company executives. He rushed to the scene as soon as he got the news. When he arrived, the entire teaching building was turned into ruins, and the wreckage of the building was scattered everywhere. Yes, what appeared in front of him was a huge pit of more than ten meters.

Regardless of obstacles, he personally led the search and rescue team all the way down the pit.

"I saw trees, unknown species that had never been recorded."

To this day, the miraculous scene at that time is still vivid in my mind.

The intertwined branches opened up a space in the ruins. When they arrived, the students had already fallen into a coma. With their eyes closed, they were suspended from the branches like fruit.

It seemed like a sacred and ancient ritual.

And this never-before-recorded vegetation is delivering nutrients to the suspended students, and the wounds on their bodies are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your instincts are right, the story about the expatriate department is a lie."

The dean sighed.

Although he decided to bury everything at that time, there is no impenetrable wall in this world. Perhaps he should have expected that the moment Lu Xiang returned to school, the gears of fate would start turning again.

"In addition to the vegetation, student Lu Xiang... we also found you deep in the ruins."

Little Theater its two hundred and fifty-eight:

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

After the lunch break, Song Lan got rid of Guan Lili on the grounds of a departmental meeting, and slipped into Lu Xiang's office.

"How did your interview go?"

There are thick documents on Lu Xiang's desk, and now she is reaping the consequences.

Some time ago, she was bribed too many times by Song Lan, which caused her to slack off her work. Today, after sorting out the files, she realized that there were so many tasks that had not been dealt with.

Lu Xiang, who is full of responsibility, can't ignore the work documents like Song Lan, and has been processing documents all morning.

"Guan Lili is really haunted, Lao Lu, please help me find a way."

"If I understand correctly..."

Lu Xiang yawned, "You go to work to fish yourself, and you don't want me to work hard."

"They are already mature working documents. You should learn to handle yourself. If it doesn't work, just roll the dice."

"There's no more dice rolls, I've given you a break without pulling you over to help me with the documents."

"Old Lu, are you really not going to help me?"

"Not coming."

"I know you're busy, but what if I make you dry pot potatoes tonight?"

"Crack——"

Guan Lili, who poked her head in from the door, turned the shutter sound very loud on purpose. She said enthusiastically, "I got the first-hand information, the moment when the senior officials of the coalition government benefited! By the way, I also want to eat dry pot potatoes at night." .”

"Guan Lili, you came just in time."

Lu Xiang glanced at her, and pointed to the chair beside him, "Come here, don't you want to investigate the life of the coalition government officials? This stack of documents is yours."