Enforcer Manual
Chapter 130: Prohibition of Alcoholism_1

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Prohibition of Alcoholism_1

"Comrade Zhuang Chi, please watch your demeanor."

Song Lan couldn’t help but remind his free-thinking subordinate. He believed the "radar" in Zhuang Chi’s mind must be connected to the universe, gifting her with such an unconventional way of thinking.

"I’m just analyzing why so many people are targeting her."

Zhuang Chi stuck her tongue out at Song Lan. As a law enforcer, she obviously couldn’t join in this "public frenzy." She continued, "As long as they get that money, they can live a luxurious life in their old age. Also, due to the current situation of the Twelfth Nation, they can pin the blame on the Rebel Army."

The Rebel Army has always been the perfect scapegoat.

Under the propaganda of the United Government, any misdeeds, regardless of the true culprit, could be pinned on the Rebel Army. For instance, if you lose your wallet on the way home, you could easily say that the thief is part of the Rebel Army.

Zhuang Chi was merely stating what people were thinking at that moment. Not just the criminals, even ordinary citizens were beginning to get restless.

No one could resist this chance of becoming rich overnight.

After all, the title of "Princess of a Fallen Kingdom" brings to mind an image of someone pitiful, weak, and helpless, arousing the wicked thought, "Doesn’t the princess hate that her capital city was captured by the rebel army?"

"There’s no need to be too nervous."

Roger chimed in, deciding to analyze the matter from a rational standpoint, "The princess safely arrived in the Seventeenth District, proving that her voyage is well concealed. Otherwise, she would have been intercepted by the Rebel Army before entering the city."

Regardless of the current uproar among the ordinary citizens of the Seventeenth District, compared to the real Rebel Army, these small-time thugs don’t stand a chance. If the Rebel Army couldn’t intercept her, could these petty thieves possibly turn things around?

"We only need to maintain the daily order; other issues don’t really warrant our concern."

He didn’t fantasize about being a knight protecting the princess or any such roles.

"You’ve got one thing right. For the sake of content for the next issue of the Law Enforcement Handbook, we can pay a visit to the Gold Diggers’ Bar and see if we can gather some firsthand information."

Song Lan proposed. The Gold Diggers’ Bar was the underground intelligence hub of the Seventeenth District. Given the relationships between the law enforcers and the mayor of Lyon City, getting a few pieces of free information shouldn’t be too excessive, right?

Considering this, he finalized their work schedule for the evening.

His team would participate in their first collective overtime. This is because the operating hours of Gold Diggers’ Bar starts from nine every night. At that time, prominent information peddlers, executives of large corporations, and leaders of criminal organizations might appear in the bar.

Before getting to overtime work, Song Lan informed his family about his schedule for tonight. Even though he was going to a bar, it was for work.

The supervisor quickly issued new instructions for their work.

No excessive drinking.

And definitely no reckless behavior after excessive drinking.

Song Lan wasn’t really a drinker, but knowing Ivan, and his ever-pleasant demeanor, he took these words to heart—after all, Ivan was the type of terrifying character you had to be careful with even when he was just serving you orange juice.

Especially after their last visit to the Gold Diggers’ Bar, when in a bid to deceive fate, he destroyed a barrel of the bar’s treasured wine and then quickly fled scene because he had to go to a rural prison. He didn’t even pay for the damages.

Under the most unfortunate circumstances, he might be forced to drink three glasses of Water of Life.

"Valerian."

"Yes?"

Valerian was startled when Song Lan suddenly appeared before her, giving her shoulder an intense pat.

"You should be able to handle your alcohol pretty well, right?"

"...It’s okay."

"If a bartender named Ivan tries to coax you into drinking tonight, teach him a lesson."

Indeed, only a warrior can handle another warrior.

After making foolproof preparations, Song Lan allowed his team to take a break for half a day, with the agreement to gather at the entrance of the Gold Diggers’ Bar at nine in the evening.

After the news of the princess had spread, he could feel the undercurrent flowing throughout the entire city. The sharpness in the eyes of passers-by had increased by 20% compared to normal. Luckily he was riding a bike home, or who knows if he would suddenly cross eyes with a rogue, who might then charge at him with a baseball bat.

To prepare for staying up late, Song Lan returned home and took a nap, setting an alarm for himself.

By the time he was awoken by the alarm, it was already dark.

Pointing at 7:50, if everything went as planned, the Princess of the Fallen Kingdom should have arrived in the Seventeenth District by now. Those responsible for her should be the private security forces hired by Tesla Tech. He had heard that the security team of Tesla Tech was made up of bionic individuals. They were equipped with the most advanced combat chips, fearless, and armed with top-of-the-line gear from Tesla Tech. The street thugs wouldn’t stand a chance against them.

Even during the most chaotic days in the Seventeenth District, nobody dared to attack the main building of Tesla Tech. They knew that the armed forces there were much stronger than the law enforcement department.

Therefore, without a doubt, the Tesla Tech building is currently the safest place in the city.

Washing his face with cold water, he felt instantly revitalized.

Donning his coat, he cycled towards the Gold Diggers’ Bar.

Even before nine o’clock, a long line had already formed outside the Gold Diggers’ Bar. The queue had all sorts of people with hostility in their eyes towards one another. The tensions were high and it seemed like they could break into a fight at any moment.

Roger and the others arrived earlier and had managed to use connections to enter the bar from the back door before him.

They were once again warmly received by their good friend Ivan.

"I heard that ’Hyena’ and ’Wild Boar’ have been quite active lately. Have you law enforcers received any internal news?"

After the four of them sat down, he immediately leaned in, skillfully pouring vodka to the brim of their glasses.

"It’s because of the Fallen Kingdom’s princess, right?" As he talked about business, Song Lan subtly pushed the vodka away, "I’m on official duty today, just treat me as a minor."

Ivan’s face practically spelled "disappointment". Not only because Song Lan had once again rejected his goodwill, but also because in a place like this, a sober mind was the clearest. To get inside information out of someone clearheaded was exceptionally hard.

He poured Song Lan a glass of orange juice, saying, "Last time you broke our grape wine, you should at least share some news to console my wounded spirit, right?"

"They’re probably trying to commit one last major crime, right?"

"Hyena" and "Wild Boar" haven’t been doing well recently. After the rural prison riot, they’ve been hiding out on their turf, afraid to venture out. It seems that the past issue of the Law Enforcement Handbook, which revealed the arrest of a criminal with a bounty of 1,730,000 watts, had scared them stiff.

Given their circumstances, it was understandable why they might want to pull off a big job and then disappear off the radar.

The idea can be comprehended, but their intention of doing so was made painfully obvious.

"The internal news is, they won’t last for long."

Perhaps before Captain Doug and the Special Operations team even take action, these two crime organization leaders would have already ended up playing a game of Landlords with the Viper.