Enforcer Manual
Chapter 111: I am in Her Heart_1

Chapter 111: Chapter 111: I am in Her Heart_1

Concerned for the safety of his staff, Song Lan racked his brains, feeling that in District Seventeen, you’d probably struggle to find a more responsible leader than him.

The sudden departure of Pero had left everyone present in a dazed state. After a while, Roger expressed his shock, "Chief Scientist, weren’t you supposed to be resting at home from sickness today?"

"Cough, cough, cough, yes, I’m quite sick, otherwise I wouldn’t have fallen while helping move a barrel of booze."

Song Lan burst into a fit of hacking coughs.

Soon after, Roger noticed something even more astounding than Song Lan working despite his sickness. "Valerian, you just spoke!"

This was not a delusion.

When Valerian fell, she let out an "ouch", a cry of pain that was heard clearly by everyone present.

"Roger, actually I... "

"No need to say more, I know."

Roger said, "The records indicate that under extreme stimulus, there is a small probability for one to regain their ability to speak."

What does this indicate?

It means that when Valerian rushed out from behind the bar earlier, she was in a high-strung state, still undaunted even facing an invincible opponent like Pero.

If one rounds it off...

She has feelings for me!

"You’re completely misunderstanding."

Valerian felt that Roger’s gaze was a little strange. She felt the need to clarify why she had been unable to speak, so Roger would stop his wild speculations.

Just as both of their attentions were focused on each other, Song Lan quietly left Gold Diggers’ Bar, hopped on his treasured bicycle, and sped away without a trace.

Because at that very moment, another tough battle was waiting for him at the suburban prison.

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A moment later, suburban prison.

The alarm bells were ringing loudly inside the prison, a level of chaos never before seen since its establishment.

Even the most savage criminals have some logic, and though the suburban prison allowed them much freedom, it did not mean they could do as they pleased. Before they were sent here, they had heard it was the most tightly guarded place in District Seventeen.

The most advanced firepower system meant that the prison officers didn’t need to act personally. They just had to press a button in the control center and the prison’s rotary machine guns would instantly turn any rioting prisoners into Swiss cheese.

Against these automated firepower systems, numbers were useless. No matter how many people, it would be senseless sacrificing.

But now the situation was different.

A message spread among the prisoners like wildfire.

"Rat’s" top hacker had infiltrated the suburban prison’s network, completely incapacitating the prison’s firepower system.

The facts proved the point. The prisoners, sentenced to hundreds of years, could not miss this opportunity. They took the lead, smashing open the inner prison door with a desperate determination. The arrival of "Rat" had bolstered their courage. Instead of rotting in this hellhole, they were prepared to risk everything for this chance.

But beyond the door, what awaited them was not a machine gun, but a seemingly direct path to freedom.

Even those who had doubted "Rat’s" deeds finally understood everything.

Logically, a person who can easily infiltrate the city’s conference hall under the watchful eyes of the Law Enforcers, paralyze the entire security system of the hall, and blow it up, how could he possibly be captured easily and placed in such a place?

There were plenty of clowns who liked to boast in the suburban prison.

But reality gave them an explanation—the second day after "Rat" was captured and placed in the suburban prison, a mysterious prisoner arrived.

"Rat" was sent into the prison not because he was caught, but deliberately infiltrated the place to save the mysterious prisoner!

So, who is this person who would break into the notorious suburban prison, known to be the most heavily guarded place in District Seventeen?

A terrifying question emerged for the prisoners.

Almost instantly, they had their answer.

The Rebel Army.

"Rat" was the Rebel Army’s undercover agent in District Seventeen, which was in line with his identity as the secret owner of the Pleasure Venues. Unlike the struggling criminals from the bottom rung, "Rat’s" Pleasure Venues had the best chance of reaching District Seventeen’s upper class.

The identity of the mysterious prisoner then was beyond dispute.

A leader of the Rebel Army.

At this moment, someone among the prisoners mentioned that on the day the mysterious man was detained, only "Rat" had visited him in private, and then walked safely out of his cell.

"Rat".

At this moment, all the roughest guys from the suburban prison were gathered in "Rat’s" cell, while those not privileged enough could only wait outside the cell.

In "Rat’s" shocked gaze, the leader of the largest faction in the prison, with a section of broken pipes in his hand, stood before him. The scar that stretched across his face was enough to prove his tough guy status.

"Rat" had learned this man was a former member of Chai Ke Group. The reason he was a former member was that he was unhappy with Chai Ke collaborating with the Foster Family, feeling that they, from the lowest social stratum, should always steer clear from the United Government’s big families.

The ones who created the conditions in District Seventeen, driving its inhabitants towards a criminal path, were those privileged families living lavishly in the core area.

This man was one of the few who had never looked kindly upon him since he arrived at the suburban prison.

"Since I left Chai Ke’s group, I decided never to call anyone ’big brother’ again," said the man. "I lived my life in a daze, and I should have no complaints about ending up where I am today. But instead of dying here silently, I’d rather let the United Government hear the voices from the bottom."

As he said this, he handed the broken pipe to "Rat".

Even if they managed to escape with their limited strength, they would merely become scattered and defeated. Only by following the footsteps of the Rebel Army could they get on a real path to future and freedom.

"Give the order, we will fight to death and pave a bloody path for you."

"Rat" looked down at the broken pipe in his hand, feeling the overwhelming weight.

What weighed heavily was not the pipe, but the trusting gazes of the prisoners.

In this situation, what good could a broken pipe do?

After all, when he was armed with a heavy machine gun, he had chosen to surrender to the Law Enforcers!

Dear prison guards and law enforcement friends of District Seventeen,

"Rat" just wants to clarify one thing,

This riot in the suburban prison, he didn’t start it!

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