Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1159 - 971: The Cost of Luck_3

Chapter 1159: Chapter 971: The Cost of Luck_3

Perhaps it was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune that allowed him to have a fortunate life.

"At that time, the main forces conducting the remedy were the Psychic Research Institute, Cloud Biological Pharmaceutical, and military technology. Over the years, I have been covertly investigating them by leveraging my authority."

He paused, looking towards Song Lan, "Your enemies started their actions a long time ago."

From the emergence of the mysterious illness to the dramatic conclusion of the "Witch Hunt Movement," it spanned nearly three years. Due to the passage of time being too long and many important records having been destroyed, many details from that time have become impossible to verify.

"I found out that the one who pushed for the plan back then wasn’t Jiu, there was someone else above him, the real Black Hand is now hiding in a corner of the prison."

Qi He didn’t like to focus on the boundaries of time; its existence was always profoundly terrifying.

For instance, three years after this day, Jiu publicly announced the Psychic Research Institute’s research achievements regarding the illness. It was never an incurable disease with a high mortality rate, which means that the patients taken away by the Psychic Research Institute when my father and the Review Meeting signed the agreement were very likely still alive.

They might still be imagining returning home cured.

"Now that you mention it, it reminds me, when I went to the Psychic Research Institute before, Jiu seemed to have mistaken me for someone else."

And he kept insisting on fulfilling his long-cherished wish, which made the atmosphere that afternoon bizarrely heated.

But Song Lan always felt his long-cherished wish was not that hard to realize.

Given that Jiu had been the director of the Psychic Research Institute for decades, he must have saved up quite a bit. When the time comes, he just needs to make a will... cough.

Out of respect for the elderly, Song Lan did not voice his own opinions at the time.

He reflected, "However, I indeed neglected to consider the withdrawal reaction that followed the church’s downfall."

In reality, he had never truly experienced the "Witch Hunt Movement"; when he returned here, psychics had already become one of the most scarce "resources" of the United Government. The remaining psychics seemed to have long adapted to life without the upper world and the Church.

Now it seems, the scarcity of psychics is closely related to the "Witch Hunt Movement."

Qi He reminded him, "To deal with you, they must have made ample preparations."

"That’s truly terrifying."

Although he said this, Song Lan showed no change in expression, looking relaxed, without a hint of tension.

He was more concerned with everything he witnessed at present than an intense confrontation.

"Calculating the time, you would have been a child during this period, right?"

Qi He neither confirmed nor denied but didn’t understand why Song Lan asked this question.

"If you could do it over again, could you convince them?"

Song Lan looked at the crowded group of people in front of the ward door, their faces brimming with joy, seemingly genuinely glad that the Psychic Research Institute was taking over the matter.

It would be nice if people could foresee the future.

Then they wouldn’t end up joyfully helping count the money after being sold out. This scene was truly... sad.

"...?"

Qi He seemed to sense something, his eyes suddenly sparking with a glint of light.

"It won’t be easy to convince people that the director of the Psychic Research Institute is a mad scientist, but if it were you, you might think of a way."