Enforcer Manual
Chapter 141: We Don’t Have Much Time Left_1

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: We Don’t Have Much Time Left_1

That afternoon, a massive manhunt was launched in Sector 17, citizens could periodically hear the rumbling of armored floating cars above their heads.

The prisoners being arrested were ordinary citizens identified by the United Government as Rebel Army spies.

The arrest operation was in full swing, everyone turned a blind eye, even citizens heard the names of those being arrested. The Law Enforcers responsible for the arrests were almost everywhere except for the suspects’ "hideouts". The resulting commotion was unprecedented, but even after an entire afternoon passed, not a single person was caught.

Citizens grumbled publicly, but secretly gave a thumbs-up to the officers responsible for the operation.

The Law Enforcers appeared to have perfected the art of being idle at work.

Because over the last few months, they had personally witnessed how the Law Enforcers acted when they genuinely wanted to arrest criminals.

Before an action, not a whisper would leak, by the time the citizens got wind of it, the criminal was usually already captured.

Criminals in Sector 17 were tearful - this was not how they were treated before!

A few armored floating cars kept shuttling back and forth over the city, and it felt like the Law Enforcers aboard were one step away from using a megaphone to warn suspects to flee, lest they accidentally oversleep and be caught at home.

In the Law Enforcers’ office,

"Are you sure this will work?"

Lu Xiang was nervous, after all, it was her first time doing something like this. In the past, she was always dutiful and diligent in her work, completely unfamiliar with the technique of slacking off. The details of this arrest operation were mainly planned by Song Lan, and then transmitted through her orders.

Her only feedback so far was that the members of the special operations squad were thrilled, even racing their cars overhead in celebration.

The Law Enforcers were the ones closest to the darkness of the city. They had firsthand experience of what the United Government and those major families had done to this city. The resentment in their hearts was no less than what any citizen had.

Lu Xiang’s order allowed them to vent some of this pent-up resentment.

"It won’t be a problem in the short term." Song Lan said, "We haven’t publicly defied the United Government’s orders, this recent large-scale arrest operation just hasn’t caught any suspects due to their cunning nature, we can’t be blamed for that."

Lu Xiang was taken aback, "Did you use these tactics against me before?"

Only now did she finally realize who the real black sheep of the Logistics Department were.

No wonder the people in the Department of Logistics didn’t do their jobs and thought about goofing off all day.

"Let’s just let bygones be bygones."

Song Lan’s face froze momentarily, Director Lu’s thinking was indeed sharp, and he accidentally exposed his past actions in front of her.

Fortunately, there were more pressing matters at hand right now, so Lu Xiang temporarily didn’t have the time to pursue his salary-skimming issues, "Be that as it may, after this I’m afraid the United Government’s impression of us will only worsen; it’s unlikely they will want to make peace with us."

Not until recently did Song Lan suddenly realize something when he heard about the Rebel Army attacking the Twelfth Nation.

"Don’t you find it strange? No major family has taken over the city since the Foster Family left."

So far as he knew, the Inspection Department had a tarnished reputation and it was currently in internal strife over the position of High Prosecutor. The mayoral candidates were eager to get started, giving speeches in every area daily, trying to win votes for themselves.

This chaotic situation seemed as if the United Government really intended to keep their agreement with the previous mayor, Lyon -- planning to give this city back to the people of Sector 17.

But would the United Government really be that kind-hearted?

Song Lan recognized he held certain biases towards the United Government, and he therefore first assumed that they wouldn’t have any changes of heart.

So upon learning of the Rebel Army’s movements, everything suddenly made sense.

"Didn’t you previously mention that the Twelfth Nation was the ’outlying area’ closest to Sector 17 as a Neutral Country? If the Rebel Army takes the Twelfth Nation, they could invade at any time if they wished; previously Rebel Army executives and now Princess Lieyang have all been staging overtures in our city."

This was an open invitation for them to become the Rebel Army’s enemy, wasn’t it?

"You mean they want to make this place the first battleground in the war with the Rebel Army?"

Lu Xiang instantly understood the implication of Song Lan’s words.

Since it was a battlefield, more specifically a likely sacrificial outpost, it would naturally not make sense for a major family to take over again.

"Didn’t the CEO of Tesla Technology say something similar? On this issue, I think he told the truth."

As of now, this was the situation in Sector 17.

Domestically, it was a thorn in the side of the United Government, and externally, the Rebel Army’s first battlefield for launching a war. In terms of both internal and external problems, Sector 17 had them all.

"But, perhaps this is also an opportunity for Sector 17, it indicates that the city has managed to shake off the United Government’s control for the first time."

"This doesn’t sound like something a lukewarm enthusiast would say."

Lu Xiang noted.

However, the moment she started thinking in that direction, her thoughts would become chaotic.

Faced with the United Government and the Rebel Army, their power was insignificant. From history books describing past wars, she learned one thing.

The tide of history won’t shift at the will of an individual.

"Exactly."

Song Lan didn’t deny it, "Starting now, I’m going to pay attention to the employment situations in other cities, and see if I can pull some strings to find a good job in another city."

In other words, if it were the past him, by now he’d be ready to make a run for it.

A joke, there was going to be a war at this damn place, could anyone stay here?

"Then why..."

"Because you once told me in the floating car that you ended up in Sector 17 because of what you believe to be right."

Even after "reaping the consequences of her actions", Lu Xiang hasn’t changed this.

All of today, perhaps, was destined from the day she arrested Chai Ke.

"So I wanted to see where this path you’ve chosen will ultimately lead."

Let’s work together for the future of Sector 17.

Song Lan still seemed to hear the words Lu Xiang once said to him in the floating car echoing in his ears.

It was a promise.

After a long while, Lu Xiang snapped out of her daze.

This time, she didn’t immediately suppress her feelings as she used to, instead she let the smile creep onto her lips, "It seems, we’ll need to overtime often now."

"Overtime? No way."

Song Lan’s face changed instantly, "Overtime is never an option, not in this lifetime."

"It’s a metaphor, can’t you understand even that!"

Lu Xiang felt a headache coming on, the mood that had been carefully cultivated was ruined by Song Lan’s comment.

"Even if it’s a metaphor, I strongly oppose overtime."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiang showed an eyebrow, got up, and put her hands firmly on Song Lan’s shoulders.

She stood on her tiptoes, and glared menacingly at the "tool" on Song Lan’s face that had broken the mood.

"You better not say another word!"

Before the culprit had a chance to interfere with the mood again, she sealed his "tool for crime" with her mouth, forcibly shutting down his protest.