Enforcer Manual
Chapter 478: Godfather_1

Chapter 478: Chapter 478: Godfather_1

In the first few days after returning to the Seventh District, Lu Xiang had struck a blow to the arrogant false identification ring in the market, and Comrade Zhuang Chi was called to the supervisor’s office for a private conversation.

After being grilled by the supervisor, Zhuang Chi ultimately confessed to the mastermind "reluctantly."

The mastermind was a man surnamed Song who refused to reveal his name, and various pieces of information indicated that this man had long been prowling around the Law Enforcers’ compound, knowing the structure of each department like the back of his hand. Upon receiving the tip, the supervisor immediately launched an investigation, and after an interminable search that lasted all of 10 seconds, the only man surnamed Song in the department was caught on the spot.

"How come you admitted it so readily back then, it turns out it was you who instigated it."

Lu Xiang locked the office door, opened the secret door behind the bookshelf, and pushed Song Lan, with his hands cuffed behind him, into the hidden compartment.

This was a room filled with sin.

It’s said that the previous supervisor built this place to store the large bribes he collected from the Inspection Department and companies. When he retired and left the Seventh District, he took all the dirty money with him but left the furniture behind.

For some reason, the former supervisor left behind a large bed in the secret compartment, and now, Song Lan, who had just been arrested by Lu Xiang, was pushed onto it.

On the nightstand not far away, Song Lan saw a book of sin.

A Love Tip Every Day II

The book was left ajar, marked with a delicate bookmark.

He never expected that this damn book could even have a second volume, who could have contributed to this?

"Supervisor, calm down, let me explain!"

"Then explain."

Lu Xiang stepped forward, closing in on Song Lan, her index finger resting against his chin, forcing him to look up at her.

The victim, Song Lan, insisted that there had been a mistake in their identities and that it would be right to switch their roles.

"I never instigated Zhuang Chi. It was just that once I happened to chat with her about the past when people posted small ads on utility poles and the walls of residential buildings, like those for moving services, getting fake IDs, or finding Pox-faced Li for illegal guns, with the phone number being 13xxxxxxx!"

Alas, Comrade Zhuang Chi’s capacity for action was explosive as ever, and she still clung to the dream of getting rich overnight, seeing a business opportunity in these past events.

The era of attaching small ads to poles is long gone; with just a little hacking, one can send ads directly to someone else’s email.

"I know, Pox-faced Li has been caught, I caught him," Lu Xiang said with commanding presence.

This fully demonstrates the danger of leaving small ads on utility poles, because the one calling you might not just be a customer, but also a certain Law Enforcers department supervisor who is addicted to phishing activities.

"More than that, I’m curious about something else. How do you feel right now?"

"Ah?"

"Is your cheek flushing, and does your heart feel like a deer running wild?"

Lu Xiang’s gaze burned with intensity; this was a tactic she had recently learned from A Love Tip Every Day II.

The content of the second volume differed from the first, focusing on flirtation techniques after establishing a romantic relationship.

"How could I? I am..."

"Your ears are red," Lu Xiang lowered her head and moved closer to Song Lan, his warm breath hitting her face, and in her eyes, besides the burning intensity, was also an inquiring look, "Your face is red too, it seems the instructions in the book are correct."

Fact speaks louder than words.

Even though Song Lan adamantly denied it, he couldn’t conceal his most instinctual reaction. According to the books, this is called...

"The body doesn’t lie?"

As a beginner, Lu Xiang greatly admired those scholars who studied the profound subject of love. An inconspicuous action in daily life could stir another’s heart; it seemed there was much knowledge she still needed to acquire.

"Manager, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Hmph, for a criminal, you sure are tough-talking."

Even though it was a remark aimed at a criminal, there was a mocking tone in Lu Xiang’s voice.

It was like a game of Tom and Jerry, with poor Tom constantly being toyed with in the palms of others.

"But the reason I sought you out today is indeed a serious matter. I investigated the orphanage you mentioned, and it’s still open to the public. You’ve been to my school, and now I’d like to see the place where you grew up."

After rushing to deal with the backlog of work following her departure, Lu Xiang finally managed to clear half a day for herself.

She had been contemplating this plan ever since her time in the Seventh District.

Indeed, in a place like the Seventeenth District, the mere existence of an orphanage seemed out of step with the city’s atmosphere. According to the annual reports from the Inspection Department, most of the city’s orphans were involved with gangs or theft organizations.

Endless gang conflicts had made orphans a common sight, and few were generous enough to spend their money to care for these children.

As her investigation deepened, Lu Xiang uncovered some secrets that were not known to the public.

The orphanage was indeed established in someone’s name and located on the quietest old street in the Seventeenth District, a neighborhood that seemed out of sync with the city’s rapid development and still retained its old appearance even after the gold rush had passed.

The director was a native of the Seventeenth District who had lived through the crazy times of the gold rush and witnessed the city’s transformation. He was now over eighty years old.

Lu Xiang discovered that there were deeper reasons why this neighborhood had maintained its original character, untouched by time.

"I think there may be some discrepancies in your memory."

She remembered Song Lan mentioning that the director of the orphanage was a kind person. He hadn’t been left to the streets during his childhood but instead had a stable and calm upbringing under the director’s care.

However, according to the information she found, it was hard to associate the director with the image of a kind old benefactor.

"Your director has quite a notorious reputation out on the streets. The gang members of the Seventeenth District all respect him and refer to him as ’Godfather’."

This was the real reason why that neighborhood had remained peaceful and tranquil to this day—small-time hooligans who tried to cause trouble didn’t even wait for the Law Enforcers to take action, as the gang members stepped in first to teach them the consequences of crossing the Godfather.

Lu Xiang unlocked Song Lan’s handcuffs and handed over the information she had collected, including urban legends, to him.

"But personally, he has no criminal record. His name has never appeared in the criminal archives of the department; whenever there were problems, someone else would always step forward to resolve them."

"Is the source of the information reliable?"

Song Lan, looking at the urban legends, suddenly recalled that in his memories, indeed, quite a few people would come to visit the director.

Some had Mohican hairstyles and wore extravagant leather jackets; others were dressed in suits and looked like successful members of society.

"Of course."

"So we won’t get guns pointed at our heads if we visit him rashly?"

At this moment, Song Lan, who had always been afraid of interacting with gang members, was worried about what lay ahead.