Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1178 - 980: Please Follow the Game Prompts_2

Chapter 1178: Chapter 980: Please Follow the Game Prompts_2

Song Lan spoke with a guilty conscience.

"This matter can’t be brushed off, you’d better write me a reflection report after we get back!"

Lu Xiang’s simple sense of justice was still intact. She hadn’t forgotten her responsibilities as the head of the Law Enforcers department, which was to ensure every citizen’s legal rights were not infringed upon. Yet this Dumb Bird’s audacity had been growing, daring to pull such a stunt right under her watch.

What’s more, it made her an accomplice.

Aiding Angle’s escape was the result of their joint efforts. She used the Deep Web chip to hack into the investigation bureau’s security system. According to Dr. Bai Zhu, many departments of the United Government were still using antiquated technology from the last century, their prolonged lack of challenges causing them to become far too lax in the area of network security.

When she created the Deep Web chip, it was tinged with a bit of personal sentiment: "Give the United Government a taste of their own medicine."

But who could have imagined that after helping Angle escape, the Dumb Bird would commit such an act?

Lacking ideological consciousness, one must strengthen their theoretical studies and reflections.

"Qi He and the others have arrived."

Facing the stern superior, Song Lan changed the subject.

Lu Xiang, having spent a long time as the director of the Law Enforcers, had a serious and intimidating aura as a female superior, especially now, dressed in a corporate suit that magnified this oppressive feeling.

Before her words could finish, three figures with faint blue outlines emerged from the van across the business street.

They were dressed in lightweight and nondescript clothes, and though the van looked quite old, its trunk was filled with sophisticated instruments.

Song Lan could only sigh that it was just like Qi He to quickly establish connections, even in an unfamiliar era.

The instruments were actively monitoring the transport route of the detention center’s convoy, with the three people sitting in front of the machines, eating thin-crust pizza bought from a roadside diner.

"The problem isn’t just the rescue."

Distracting her was futile; Lu Xiang silently noted the "reflection report" in her little notebook. "The key is how to ensure Qi Yun’s safety."

Qi He, Gustav, and Anjing were men out of time and were fated not to be able to take Qi Yun back to more than twenty years later.

When they return to the year 2167, there would be a long gap in the middle.

As long as Qi Yun lives under the United Government, RT1 will inevitably use military technology to find her eventually, and it is highly likely that even more inhumane methods would be applied to her.

Though artificial intelligence doesn’t hold grudges or get swayed by negative emotions like anger, once it identifies someone as a special existence, RT1 will feel compelled to thoroughly research Qi Yun. Placing humans on the surgical table for dissection and observation like Little Mice wouldn’t cause any psychological burden.

For the sacrifice of the greater good.

This was the ultimate shield within the United Government; whenever the company committed acts that were beyond the pale, they would always use this reason as their excuse.

However, if it’s Qi He, he should be aware of what could happen during the twenty years he’s absent.

The detention center’s convoy was getting closer.

The expression of the Homeland Security Bureau commander was telling – he was in an extremely tense state, as an anonymous message had alerted them that the explosives installed on the vehicle had enough force to level an entire block. If the information was true, even after evacuating the civilians, the explosion could cause a vast economic impact and possibly result in casualties among the Peacekeeping Forces.

This cryptic piece of intelligence left him in a dilemma.

If it later turned out to be someone’s prank, the Psychic Abilities research institutions would make a big scandal out of it, which would undoubtedly hasten his retirement.

His intuition told him that the anonymous tip was credible.

But not many pranksters could escape the United Government’s intelligence department’s tracking.

As dusk fell over The First Region, the detention center’s convoy slowly made its way from the distant roads, comprising a few buses filled with patients who had agreements with the research institutions.

"Stop them."

The commander ordered the Peacekeeping Forces, since the Psychic Abilities research institutions were not willing to cooperate with their operation, they had no choice but to take hard measures.

Before ensuring that the explosives were removed, no vehicles were allowed to pass.

This would, of course, cause dissatisfaction from the Psychic Abilities research institutions. In fact, just five minutes after he ordered the convoy to be stopped, Jiu’s call came through from the Psychic Abilities research institution, scolding him profusely.

Jiu on the phone threatened that this was a project personally approved by the Review Meeting and was crucial for treating the disease sweeping across the whole United Government. If the progress was delayed, the Homeland Security Bureau would not be able to take the responsibility for it.

The commander simply placed the phone aside.

Even without listening, he could guess what Jiu was ranting about on the phone, because a few hours before, his warnings were also treated as wind past the ears.

But now, since the convoy wanted to pass through the martial road, they had to accept their investigation.

It could be ten minutes or even an hour.

He gave the bomb squad a look, and the fully armed soldiers boarded the vehicles, evacuating drivers, patients, and hospital staff to one side.

And all of this was being closely observed by Benjamin Abell.

He couldn’t help marveling at the wonders of modern technology, which allowed him to see the live feed from the martial area even without being there in person.