Enforcer Manual
Chapter 43: A Wild Suitcase Suddenly Jumps Out and Attacks Me_1

Of course, these were lies.

As part of his plan to take down the new High Prosecutor, Song Lan had developed a three-step strategy.

First, by presenting the Silver Star Medal, he gained the trust of the enemy.

Second, he will pretend to offer help while actually gathering evidence.

Third, he will hand over the collected evidence to Lu Xiang.

If the evidence is overwhelming, and if they were delivered directly to the United Government, not even the Foster Family would be able to protect Dominas, leaving him to bear the blame alone.

Due to the death of Phine-Elnium, the civilians could leave work early today. Only a few section chiefs and key officials had afternoon meetings. This was done to allow those called to work overtime in the dead of night to have a good rest.

Although Song Lan hadn’t been woken in the middle of the night or worked overtime, he left the compound with the crowd without the slightest sense of guilt, pushing his bicycle alongside him.

Going forward, all he had to do was wait for Dominas or the Foster Family to take the initiative to contact him.

However, when he arrived home, what awaited him wasn’t an emergency order from the Foster Family but a piece of critical evidence from the crime scene.

A strikingly large black suitcase over three feet tall.

The black suitcase stood at the entrance of his apartment, seemingly waiting there for a long time.

A wild suitcase suddenly blocked his way.

This wasn’t a joke; it was the current situation, Song Lan moved to the left, and the suitcase followed, the same happened when he moved to the right. When Song Lan released a roundhouse kick, the suitcase flew away.

"I say, what on earth are you doing?"

"Master, I have accomplished the task you assigned to me!"

A small gap was opened within the suitcase that had fallen on the door, from which a little boy half stuck his head out, proclaiming loudly, "Let me reintroduce myself, my name is Elmon, and I’m 12 years old. I’m training under Master Song Lan to become a great Law Enforcer!"

"Hold on."

The corridor was no place to talk, so Song Lan opened the door, brought the suitcase inside, and headed straight to his bedroom. He didn’t want his neighbors to see him talking to a peculiar black suitcase at his apartment door. If Lu Xiang learned of this situation, he would likely be taken to the interrogation room for an investigation.

For some reason, the image of Lu Xiang holding a small leather whip vividly came to mind, and a nagging voice seemed to be echoing in his ear, "Will you talk, or won’t you?"

Forgive me, forgive me.

Song Lan expelled any strange ideas and returned his focus to the black suitcase, the most imminent issue.

This was consistently in Phine- Elnium’s possession. If someone saw him with Phine’s suitcase, he wouldn’t be able to clear his name even if he jumped into a man-made lake.

This deviated entirely from Song Lan’s plan.

According to his original plan, after the boy notified the Law Enforcers about Phine’s death and set up his alibi, they would part ways and had nothing to do with each other. But to his surprise, the boy turned around and started to block his apartment entrance.

"When did I ever agree to be your master?"

Not until he had locked his bedroom door did Song Lan confront this self-proclaimed boy called Elmon.

This boy was clearly prepared!

He unexpectedly announced his name loudly, making him an important character based on the conventions of movies, comics, or novels from a nameless extra.

"I promise never to disappoint you, Master. My dream is to become a great Law Enforcer like you!"

No, I am obviously going to disappoint you.

Song Lan couldn’t help but mutter internally. You can freely go around the Law Enforcement Manor asking about Song Lan, and the most common answer would probably be "Who is Song Lan?"

Those four words perfectly encapsulate his perspective on career epitaphs. He didn’t need to be remembered, he didn’t want to show off in public, and most importantly, he would never become a great Law Enforcer constantly dealing with criminals who disturbed his sleep.

"Let’s put aside other questions for now. The biggest problem is that you have some substantial misunderstandings about oneself."

"I am aware of my limited talent, but I will strive to keep up with you, Master!"

Elmon was full of determination.

"No, you’ve misunderstood entirely." Song Lan pointed at the black suitcase and said, "This suitcase belongs to Phine-Elnium, meaning whoever has this case is the murderer of Phine."

"But Master, she was indeed killed by you."

"Are you daft?"

Song Lan uncharacteristically lost his cool, "Listen, I only did it out of necessity. I don’t want this affair to be connected to me in any way. You understand now, right?"

"Understood."

Elmon appeared to have an epiphany, nodding vigorously.

Then, the zipper of the suitcase was fully unzipped from inside, and Elmon managed to move his arms around his legs. His skin was pale as if he’d been dead for a long time. He then got out of the suitcase and in front of Song Lan, he squeezed himself into the safe under the computer desk.

The safe was just the right size to accommodate his body.

"This way, we can throw away the suitcase."

After everything was done, Elmon in his spirit form clapped his hands and looked at Song Lan expectantly, eyes shining brightly.

"You little..."

Having witnessed this, the only thing Song Lan saw was a profound darkness, "Are you treating my room as a body-dumping spot?"

His safe was now bursting with ’treasures’.

After Mr.Killer’s glass eye and cellphone, we now have a child’s body.

Song Lan was certain that his life would be over if anyone discovered the secrets in his safe.

"Song Lan"

"Bounty: xxx million volts"

"Dead or Alive"

He could imagine the wanted posters plastered all over the streets and alleys of the Seventeenth District.

No, this was not the life he desired.

"Master, please rest assured, this body neither needs water nor injures nutrients and won’t emit any strange smell."

"No way..."

"Besides!"

Elmon continued undeterredly, "If someone breaks into your room when you’re not home, I could move everything from the safe to somewhere else before they opened it, leaving absolutely no trace!"