Enforcer Manual
Chapter 246 - 346: Welcome to Body Temperature Radio_1

Chapter 246: Chapter 346: Welcome to Body Temperature Radio_1

Due to the sudden Cyber maniac incident, the daily shooting training was postponed.

Early this morning, Lu Xiang had his plans in place and took the special operations team to investigate "Unified Technology," currently the prime suspect.

The mechanical Horn Bugs were fully deployed, occupying all the sniper points near "Unified Technology" in advance. Should the Cyber maniac show up, they wouldn’t be as lucky as yesterday.

To give Lu Xiang peace of mind, Song Lan fully exercised his initiative today. He rode his bike to the downtown weapons shop early in the morning, chose the 200-watt-per-hour trial package, and after emptying two magazines at the range, he went to the chair in the waiting room of the virtual range next door, crossed his legs, and began... observing real combat.

Compared to yesterday, his shooting skills had made a qualitative leap.

He had gone from 36 shots with 1 hit yesterday to an astonishing improvement of 36 shots with 2 hits today!

Besides him, who else could double their strength in just one day’s time?

At least Song Lan himself was very satisfied with his progress. As the saying goes, all progress comes from relentless effort, and the improvement in his shooting skills was the best interpretation of this saying.

After working hard all day, he decided to treat himself a little.

Citizens continued to come to the virtual range to experience the real feel of shooting, but even after the absence of the bullying street thugs, they were still discontented. While watching the images on the holographic projection, the people in the waiting room let out a chorus of curses.

The main issue was that someone had set a bad example, leading to a considerable number of sneaky people among the participants.

These Old Sixes would start with a spray gun or a sniper rifle, and as soon as the game began, they’d hide behind a box or a rock, making it seem to the unaware that they came for camping.

As more and more people got sniped by the Old Sixes, they embraced the spirit of "if you can’t beat them, join them," turning the firearm feel experience into a contest of who could camp longer, effectively turning it into a showdown of patience. The main reason was that accurate shooting and agile movements are difficult to master, but hiding behind a box and ambushing others was something anyone could learn.

The designers of the virtual range apparently did not anticipate a creature as outrageous as Old Six and didn’t set a time limit for each round. The only criteria for winning was the complete elimination of one side, which meant that unless one had a significant numerical advantage, most people would just find a spot to crouch in.

Those who liked to rush were sniped to death, leaving behind masters of camping with incredible patience.

Inside the virtual shooting range, Old Sixes were scheming against each other, yet the citizens in the waiting room were all desperately impatient.

Except for Song Lan.

As the leading perpetrator of the poor etiquette, he was very pleased with the changes in the virtual range.

With things looking like this, it wouldn’t be his turn for a while. When he went back to report at noon, he could boldly claim that he didn’t slack off at all and had been queuing all morning for training. Unfortunately, the virtual range was so popular that he painfully let his chance go to those who truly needed it.

After all, for ordinary citizens, the firearms in their hands are their only hope when facing criminals, while he merely wanted to avoid injuring teammates during a charge.

"You’re very patient,"

came a voice from beside him, breaking Song Lan’s train of thought. "These people don’t understand the importance of patience."

The speaker was a girl who looked to be only about middle school age. She sat hugging her legs on the chair; Song Lan remembered seeing her sitting there when he came in.

She had white shoulder-length hair, light blue pupils, and eyes filled with a vivid contrast due to the red-whites of her eyes.

However, for the people of 2166, colorful hair and a variety of cosmetic lenses were ways to express their individuality, with the street ruffians dressing even more outrageously than her.

Yet Song Lan saw through the truth at a glance.

The weapons shop had a rule that minors were prohibited from using the shooting range, so the girl could only stay in the waiting room to watch.

After all, this was a legitimate weapon store, and even though according to the annual statistics of the Enforcers’ department, the majority of young people in District Seventeen first touched a gun at the age of 14—far below the age stipulated by the United Government’s laws— the store had to follow the corresponding regulations.

"How did you sneak in here, not afraid the security will throw you out?"

"I like the sound of bullets."

The girl said earnestly, "It sounds nice, it keeps my mood calm."

After assessment, this girl was a potential bad girl.

Out of a sense of responsibility as an Enforcer, Song Lan suggested, "I still recommend you listen to some music, FM98.7’s Body Temperature Radio is quite good."

The girl turned to look at Song Lan and, whether it was an illusion or not, Song Lan felt a flash of blue light in her pale blue pupils.

After being silent for a few minutes, she evaluated, "Don’t like it, doesn’t sound good."

"Eh, you’ve gotten a radio-type cybernetic implant at such a young age?"

Song Lan clicked his tongue in amazement; having a household-type implant at this age indicated that the girl’s family should be fairly well-off, at least upper-middle class in District Seventeen.

Children from these families should mostly be busy with school, aiming to become an outstanding "corporate person," there were rarely any who would turn to street gangs.

"No." The girl shook her head, "But it just doesn’t sound good."

"To each their own."

Song Lan didn’t like to argue with people, especially not on such subjective topics. He also didn’t plan to have any more interactions with this girl. His plan for the rest of the day was to wait here until noon and then return to the Law Enforcement Manor.

This girl beside him was, at best, just a brief encounter in his life.

The reason it was brief was that from the corner of his eye, he had already seen the security guard approaching them menacingly.

Within ten seconds, the security guard stood in front of the girl, his large figure looming over her like a small mountain.

"How did you slip in here?"

It was against the weapon store’s policy for minors to enter.

If someone with an agenda reported this to the Inspection Department, it could result in a fine.

If the boss was fined, their wages would be docked, and they would also face a lecture.

Faced with the security guard’s interrogation, the girl pursed her lips, hugged her knees, and curled herself into a ball, conveying through her silent action a determination not to leave no matter what.

The security guard was taken aback, but considering his wages, he grabbed the girl’s arm, though he didn’t use much force given the difference in their sizes.

The next moment, it seemed as if a current of electricity shot through the girl’s body, causing the security guard to retract his hand as if electrocuted.

Anger flashed in his eyes, "You dare to shock me!"

Just as he was about to erupt and haul her out, the girl had a much more violent reaction; she suddenly rolled her eyes back and fell off the chair onto the ground, convulsing as though having a seizure, just like an epilepsy patient.

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