Enforcer Manual
Chapter 208: Neighborhood Relations_1

Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Neighborhood Relations_1

He swiped his access card and walked into his new residence without casting a glance elsewhere, moving as naturally as any office worker heading home after a day’s work.

Song Lan took off his suit jacket and hung it on the coat rack by the door.

What lay before him was a luxurious apartment.

This apartment was located on the 78th floor, with outer walls made entirely of one-way glass, offering a panoramic view of the entire bustling city at night.

In the living room, there was a liquor cabinet filled with collected fine wines from the previous owner, clearly a connoisseur of spirits.

Regrettably, before he could enjoy his prized collection, he had been imprisoned for illegal smuggling and human trafficking and was facing over 50 years behind bars, effectively making these fine wines the property of the state.

Luckily, the Inspection Department had been so embroiled in the matter of the next High Prosecutor that no one had yet found time to manage the confiscated property.

Another item that drew particular attention was a classical piano.

In the year 2166, such an instrument was considered an antique, resembling less a musical device and more a rich man’s collectible.

Once the door was shut, Song Lan walked to the window, looking down at the crowds below, he belatedly realized a problem.

This apartment had become his temporary hideout, a means to shield his identity as the "enthusiastic citizen" from Medea, but the former occupant of this apartment had been a Pasro Company executive. By moving in here, wasn’t he inadvertently confirming the Kolo Film and Television Media crew’s setup for the "enthusiastic citizen"?

An executive who indulged in pleasures yet possessed a strong sense of justice?

His train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who’s there?"

Song Lan asked in puzzlement, having just moved in today, he shouldn’t be knowing anyone around here.

Could it be a neighbor of the former tenant, mistaking the sounds of the door for their return?

After composing his response, he peered through the peephole. To his surprise, the person at the door was indeed someone he knew.

Su Li.

A three-star rescuer, and also the newcomer that Kolo Film and Television Media was keen on promoting.

Recently, Su Li had been appearing on the morning, noon, and evening news in District Seventeen in various ways. Song Lan suspected that his agent had colluded with the news station to give high-profile coverage to his acts of valor. Each day, when Song Lan turned on the television, he would be unexpectedly greeted by Su Li’s face, beaming a sunny smile at the camera.

The most bizarre aspect was that every time Su Li dealt with criminals, he would strike a modest pose as if he preferred anonymity, only to "coincidentally" be spotted by passers-by or reporters, thus "reluctantly" accepting interviews or photos.

Having been preoccupied with constructing the mechanized Bug Tribe, Song Lan had put aside the "enthusiastic citizen" activities for a while, and amid the media’s intense bombardment, Su Li had risen to fame in District Seventeen.

Thanks to the zealous promotion by certain individuals, more and more people supported Su Li for the role of "enthusiastic citizen," with a sizable fan club even emerging in District Seventeen.

In fact, upon recognizing the person outside through the peephole, Song Lan didn’t really feel like opening the door for him.

Outside, Su Li maintained his signature smile, but Song Lan found it unnerving up close, mechanical, as if driven by some programmed routine rather than genuine emotion.

Additionally, there was a vacant look in Su Li’s eyes at the moment, reminiscent to Song Lan of the drug addicts he had previously encountered at the station.

But to avoid unnecessary trouble, Song Lan mustered a smile and opened the door.

After all, Su Li was a three-star rescuer, capable of effortlessly breaking through the security door of his new home if he wanted to.

"Hello."

As he opened the door, Song Lan feigned surprise, pausing for a couple of seconds to closely observe Su Li before speaking in a tone of disbelief, "Aren’t you Su Li? I know you, a three-star rescuer, a great hero of District Seventeen."

Hearing Song Lan say this, Su Li’s expression became noticeably more amiable. He humbly responded, "Not at all, I just did what a rescuer ought to do." With that, Su Li pointed towards the slightly ajar security door to his left, "I live right next to you, your neighbor."

The good news was that Su Li hadn’t recognized him.

"That’s quite the coincidence, I just moved in here. Would you like to come in for a drink?"

Song Lan cordially invited.

Upon seeing Su Li for the first time, he had slightly foreseen the future.

In the future, Su Li had refused the invitation, returned to his own apartment, and hadn’t had much interaction with him.

"Maybe next time, I just came to say hello, so we can look out for each other as neighbors."

Hypocritical.

Song Lan only heard these two words, and he always felt that Su Li was trying too hard, his eyes constantly glancing into his room as he spoke.

All these uncomfortable details added up, always leaving Song Lan with a creepy feeling in his heart.

Did Su Li really come out just to knock on his door and say hello?

In reality, after a brief exchange of pleasantries, both returned to their respective homes.

What exactly was Su Li hiding in his mysterious potion?

The greeting felt overly mechanical, as if it were to accomplish some sort of mission.

With such curiosity, Song Lan extended his Spiritual Energy into the neighboring apartment.

Then, the "First Law of Spiritual Power" came into effect once again—whenever he tried to sense the world with his Spiritual Energy, he would encounter unexpected and terrifying visions.

After sensing the scene next door, Song Lan finally understood the strange behavior of Su Li.

At this moment, besides Su Li, there was a young woman, who looked to be in her twenties. This girl was heavily made-up, dressed in a breezy fashion, but that wasn’t the key point.

The key lay in the fact that the twenty-something girl had her eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of her sockets, her mouth open with her tongue stretched out far, and her gaze already without focus.

The obvious strangulation marks on her neck were clearly the cause of this.

On the living room coffee table were several unidentified white tablets; one of them was only half left. After returning to the room, Su Li sat opposite the corpse, his gaze fixed on the other with a vacant stare.

Soon, he picked up the half-tablet as if possessed and swallowed it.

Immediately after, Su Li showed a genuine sense of satisfaction.

What on earth was happening?

On the first day he moved in, a murder had taken place in the apartment next door.

And the potential culprit could very well be Mr. Su Li, the Triple Star Rescuer.

Song Lan’s heart began to race as he now felt like an ordinary citizen who had accidentally stumbled upon a crime scene.

He understood why Su Li had knocked on his door and kept glancing inside—it seemed that just a moment ago, the man had been seriously considering whether or not to silence him as well.

That was close!

Song Lan felt a wave of relief wash over him.

The situation just now could only be described as a narrow escape.

He had come very close,

To being forced to do away with Su Li and dump his body in the lake to reunite with Mr. Killer.

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