Enforcer Manual
Chapter 293: Technical Guidance: Tom Cat_1

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Technical Guidance: Tom Cat_1

Lu Xiang felt that only in a world described by fairy tales was it possible to rely on a sudden shower of diamonds to solve financial problems.

Instead of daydreaming on the sofa, it was better to think about something more meaningful.

"If you have nothing to do, I happen to have an interesting case file here."

Lu Xiang turned to a certain page in the file and began to speak.

"No, I have things to do."

Song Lan immediately said, "I think contemplating life is much more important than work itself."

"By contemplating life, you mean hoping for a diamond shower from the sky?"

"Director, I believe that unearned gains are also part of life; we shouldn’t have an aversion to these little surprises in life."

"If you can solve this case, perhaps you will encounter some little surprises in life."

Lu Xiang took out one of the pages from the file and handed it to Song Lan.

Based on Song Lan’s understanding of her, it could be a straightforward scheme.

It’s common knowledge that little surprises in life don’t just come from diamond showers; people around us can also give us some unexpected little surprises from time to time.

Just like Lu Xiang, for example.

After returning from the Third Nation, he accidentally discovered an earth-shattering secret on her phone.

Director Lu had... ordered a very popular beast-girl role-play costume online the day she returned. Now the problem for Song Lan was that, timing the delivery, he had searched her wardrobe while she wasn’t home, but he hadn’t found anything similar.

He now had good reason to suspect that the "little surprise" Lu Xiang mentioned might have something to do with this special online purchase.

He, the great Song Lan, was he so easily bewitched by a role-play costume?

He stared at Lu Xiang for a long while.

Hello, yes.

Song Lan flipped up from the couch, full of strength even after a sleepless night, as if he wouldn’t tire even from a whole afternoon of work.

As part of the Law Enforcers department, what they never lacked was an abundance of bizarre cases; the file she was hoarding was one of them.

Unlike the gang clashes that usually left several dead or injured, no one died in this instance.

The incident occurred on a long-haul truck moving from the Twelfth Nation to District Seventeen, mostly carrying ordinary people seeking a change of life. Their recent business trip behaviors had left a good impression on the residents of the Twelfth Nation, and lately, there were quite a few hoping to understand what the so-called "friendly trade partner," District Seventeen, lauded by Princess Lieyang, was really like.

Perhaps due to the long journey, there were two passengers who got into a verbal altercation. With the encouragement of onlookers who loved a good spectacle, the argument escalated into a physical fight.

So far, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about the case.

Song Lan felt that in 2166, people who instantly resort to fighting over disputes were far too common.

In the peaceful era he lived in, a fight could get you into the police station for some re-education from the friendly police officers, but in the simple and naive world of 2166, if you filed a report with the Law Enforcers for a fight, no one would pay you any mind.

Unless, of course, the fight involved a senior executive of a large corporation or their family members.

As long as you didn’t pull out a gun in the heat of the moment and bore a hole in someone’s forehead, everyone got off the vehicle and continued to be law-abiding good citizens.

However, as he continued reading, he discovered the peculiarity that Lu Xiang was hinting at.

"Director, what does ’face got flattened’ mean?"

In a serious case file, the assessment of injuries is usually direct and accurate. Descriptions as vague and exaggerated as "face got flattened" should not appear in the file.

"It means his face was literally flattened."

Lu Xiang blinked innocently, as she had the same thought as Song Lan at first. However, after she saw the photo, she understood the helplessness of the clerk who recorded this case file.

She pulled out a photo from the drawer and slid it towards him, "Here, take a look for yourself."

???

Song Lan took one look at the photo and three question marks instantly popped above his head.

That’s because the face of the victim in the photo was indeed flattened, not just in the sense of a collapsed nasal bridge, but his entire face was flattened like Tom Cat, with the middle part caved in.

He felt the deep sense of helplessness of his colleague as they wrote down this part.

It’s not just them, the Law Enforcers; even the prosthetic doctors likely wouldn’t know what to do when this person was brought in.

Song Lan asked in typical rational thinking, "Director Lu, are you sure this isn’t a special effect from a movie?"

"This photo was taken for evidence in the hospital after receiving the crime report, shot on site. His face was just flat, even the doctors didn’t know what to make of it."

"Is the person still alive after being injured like this?"

He felt he needed to point out that not everyone has the same special constitution as Tom Cat, who could recover back to normal whether his face was punched in or his body was compressed into a ball.

Clearly, this victim only inherited half of Tom Cat’s characteristics—the part where his face could be flattened without reverting back to its original shape.

"Alive."

Lu Xiang nodded, "And all the diagnostic results were quite normal, it doesn’t even count as a minor injury."

When the clerical officer went to collect evidence, the victim had enough energy to curse at everyone around him, from the assailant to the prosthetic doctors, and even the Law Enforcers who came to gather evidence didn’t escape his tirade.

This was quite normal.

After all, nobody whose face had been turned into the spitting image of Tom Cat could remain rational.

"It’s possible that the assaulter is a Psychic."

"It was the assaulter who reported the crime. Chief Snick checked his file; just an ordinary street thug, recently turned mercenary, transported some goods to the Twelfth Nation, and only recently returned, and he was frightened enough when he filed the report, almost thinking he had beaten the victim to death."

Hearing this, Song Lan finally understood why Lu Xiang wanted him to investigate this bizarre case.

A person with a face like this still alive wasn’t something that being specially built could easily explain. This was more likely the result of some type of ability, and from the assaulter’s statement, even if the Ability User wasn’t him, they must have come to District Seventeen with the tour bus.

"Comrade Song Lan, you are the expert in this field, what do you think?"

Lu Xiang was very much looking forward to Song Lan’s insight. In District Seventeen, and even within the entire United Government, it was hard to find someone with a better grasp of Spiritual Energy than Song Lan.

"I think..."

Song Lan studied the photo again, which seemed to baffle assailants, Law Enforcers, prosthetic doctors, and even the leader of the Bug Swarm, "Which hospital is he in now? I’d like to visit the victim."

"Rainforest Prosthesis Hospital, it’s not far from our place."

"Good."

Song Lan nodded, "We have to think positively about everything."

"Hmm?"

"Maybe he just accidentally ate a rubber fruit in the Twelfth Nation, and as a rubber man, it’s normal for his face to be flattened during a brawl."

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