Enforcer Manual
Chapter 449: When you want to forget _1

Chapter 449: Chapter 449: When you want to forget _1

Just past seven in the morning, Morning Star Academy conveyed the news of Professor Myles’s death to all faculty and students within the school but withheld the specific cause of death. They discreetly led those notified to believe that the professor had died of a sudden illness due to old age.

Death extinguishes life like a snuffed-out candle; the academy had no wish for the faculty and students to delve into Professor Myles’s past, after all, there was nothing glorious about it.

Even so, students who had been to the classroom yesterday afternoon couldn’t help but react to what had happened during the class; rumors started to swirl, and speculation was rife.

Lu Xiang got up early in the morning, washed and dressed in a set of black clothing, and attended Professor Myles’s remembrance ceremony. Professor Myles had never married and had no partner or children; his teaching assistant was the person who had been by his side the longest. According to protocol, the professor’s body would be cremated after the ceremony, after which the assistant would place his ashes and personal effects into a spirit niche.

In the year 2166, cemeteries no longer existed. Ashes and personal items were stored in rows of lockers not unlike parcel lockers, with a system recording the name of each deceased. They occupied a small slot—this is the final resting place for most distinguished individuals, whereas the average citizen was usually cremated, their ashes scattered to the wind.

Song Lan did not attend Professor Myles’s remembrance ceremony.

On one hand, he had engaged in a debate with the professor in class shortly before his death, which made his position particularly delicate. On the other hand, he had more important matters to investigate.

From the android guard, he discovered that after Professor Myles’s body was taken away, Angle Saffire had returned to the scene once.

He had entered through the front door and made his way straight to the professor’s room, seemingly not intending to hide his tracks.

And those "mixed-color" glass beads were very likely taken away by Angle.

"All truths are hidden in the details, don’t you think the same, Mr. Holmes?"

Song Lan had just stepped out of his apartment building when Angle’s voice reached him.

He still wore that anachronistic attire that seemed out of time, and in terms of personal style, the tastes of the two brothers were remarkably discerning.

Angle’s metallic right hand was holding a "mixed-color" glass bead.

After their gazes met, he gently tossed the glass bead to Song Lan.

If Professor Myles’s death were a puzzle to be solved, then these "mixed-color" glass beads were the keys to unlocking the mysteries.

"There are a total of four ’mixed-color’ glass beads. The Headquarters is very interested in the legacy left by Professor Myles," Angle said as he produced the remaining three glass beads. "So you only have half a day’s time. Tonight, the Headquarters will send someone to retrieve them... Time is of the essence, I won’t waste any more of yours."

This "medieval detective" was, as always, hurried and indulged in monologues.

However, he indeed had noticed something extraordinary about these glass beads from the offhand description given by the assistant. He was the first to retrieve the four "mixed-color" glass beads, securing an entire night to study them.

Song Lan couldn’t be certain whether Angle had already made findings, hence his deliberate wait here to hand them over, nor could he be sure if this was a trap set by the Special Investigation Unit. From the moment he first saw Angle, he had felt that the agent from the Special Investigation Unit took an interest in him that seemed to far exceed the interests surrounding the suicidal Professor Myles.

However, as one of the main subjects of the rumors, he couldn’t linger in the school for too long, otherwise, a never-ending stream of students would approach him with questions about Professor Myles’s past.

In the eyes of the students, the professor was a kind and affable teacher. They would never imagine that their beloved teacher had once been the infamous founder of "stimulating experiments."

Professor Myles always lived amidst pain and regret, but the Psychic Research Institute held him in high esteem. To this day, he remains an object of admiration in the field, including the assistant who had always stayed by his side.

These were the details uncovered by Dr. Bai Zhu.

Even after so many years since Professor Myles left the institute, the institute still sent out invitations relentlessly every year, and the professor could return to continue his research at any time he wished.

Back in his empty apartment, Song Lan lay on the bed.

He took out one of the "mixed-color" glass beads and held it up before his eyes. Its patterns had no fundamental difference from those of the "mixed-color" glass beads he bought as a child; multicolored and not particularly attractive.

Time ticked away second by second, and apart from making his eyes feel a bit sore from staring, nothing happened.

The glass bead differed neither in texture nor size from the solid-colored beads, its surface smooth, showing no traces of being cut or pried open. Through the transparent part, one could see a slightly distorted view of the other side, suggesting that it couldn’t possibly hide objects like notes or microchips.

According to the assistant, there was nothing complicated or incomprehensible about how the professor examined the glass beads; he simply held and carefully inspected them.

Moments later, something suddenly occurred to him.

His psychic touch extended to the glass bead, quickly merging into it.

Professor Myles had spent his entire life studying the relationship between Spiritual Energy, consciousness, and the body. The puzzle he left behind was surely connected to Spiritual Energy.

As the Spiritual Energy permeated, the "mixed-color" glass bead itself did not undergo any noticeable change; however, Professor Myles suddenly came back to life, right in front of him, in this very room.

But the "revived" professor didn’t seem to see him, and appeared much younger than in the classroom.

Professor Myles started pacing back and forth in the room, as if he were wrestling with an intense internal struggle.

Song Lan soon realized that what he was seeing were fragments of the professor’s memory, or perhaps a part of the professor’s consciousness stored in the glass bead by some method.

It was like watching a performance without physical objects. The pacing consciousness of the professor continued for nearly three minutes until the younger Professor Myles suddenly clenched his fist, sat down in mid-air, as if taking a pen from an nonexistent desk, and wrote something on a nonexistent document.

After signing it, he handed the document to a nonexistent person.

The other party left quickly, and Professor Myles, in frustration, slumped over the desk.

Minutes later, Bai Zhu sent the real reason for the professor’s frustration.

In the history of modern psychic research, Professor Myles had indeed signed a very important agreement consenting to long-term collaboration with a biopharmaceutical company. The institute would provide corresponding data to the company to better aid the completion of various experiments.

This agreement allowed the company to become fully involved and directly led to the "stimulant therapy" that later swept across the entire United Government.

Among these "various experiments" was also research on the Polick Syndrome of Spiritual Energy.

Apart from Fengling, there were tens of thousands of children recorded in the United Government’s archives who had participated in these experimental studies, but in most cases, those who died in the research did not continue to exist in the world as Guardian Spirits.

And Bai Zhu, who usually only provided cold, hard data, unusually included some personal views in this response.

——"For a researcher, the struggle between compassion and curiosity always ends with the latter’s victory."

——"We are all the same."

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