Enforcer Manual
Chapter 531: All My Friends Are Dead_1

Chapter 531: Chapter 531: All My Friends Are Dead_1

The "bad boy" described to Dr. Kulin an unimaginable scene, and out of consideration for Song Lan and Lu Xiang’s presence, he omitted specifics about the enemy, only mentioning that his teammate was injured because of "misfortune," with the culprit being a small pebble and a contaminated wooden spike.

An experienced Psychic stumbled on a small pebble during combat and fell, his right hand accidentally landing on a contaminated wooden spike.

According to the "bad boy," this scene was beyond his expectations, and by the time he realized what was happening, the spike had already pierced his teammate’s palm. Although they had used the medication provided by the school immediately, the contamination on the spike seemed unusual, turning her arm purple within minutes.

As the student spoke with Dr. Kulin, Song Lan fully utilized his "Ears of the Wind" trait; he overheard the commotion in the emergency room.

The injured girl seemed to be in a highly unstable emotional state.

She kept crying out things like "Save me, I don’t want to die."

Although the "bad boy" was very ambiguous, Song Lan still picked up on some unusual parts, aside from the fact that the cause of the girl’s injury sounded much like Angle Saffire, who was still a fugitive. What concerned him more were the words "contamination."

Unlike tetanus or similar diseases, according to his description, even though the girl had used the medication immediately after being injured, her entire arm had still turned purple and was even at risk of amputation.

And according to the information they obtained from the student forum, the team had a Support Type Psychic, but their "nanny" was also unable to help with this situation.

So the question arose, against what kind of enemy were these teams fighting outside the campus?

This was a far cry from the simulated training ground scenarios Lu Xiang had imagined. From the current situation, students venturing outside the campus could very well be facing a risk of death.

Dr. Kulin and the "bad boy’s" conversation was drawing to a close, as she was about to leave to impose a ban on going out. But she was stopped by Lu Xiang, who called her into an empty sickroom, shut the door behind them, and locked it.

For them, this was also a rare opportunity.

"The student mentioned someone in a black overcoat, who looked like a suspicious man from the Pre-war World."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Kulin’s brow furrowed.

According to school regulations, they forbade revealing any information about the outside world to outsiders, even to unselected students. In their conversation just now, they also deliberately hid some crucial information, making the entire incident seem like an accidental accident. However, Lu Xiang had accurately pointed out the suspicious person mentioned by the students after overhearing their conversation.

In fact, she received a briefing as soon as the team returned to the school.

The complete event was that the team encountered a never-before-seen suspicious man outside the campus’s area, the man suspected to be a Psychic. During their attack on the suspicious man, their teammate suddenly encountered "misfortune."

Even more bizarre was that the suspicious man did not launch an attack on them throughout the entire time. After the team member was injured, he simply hurried away from the scene and disappeared into the deeper region.

And the reason for the urgent issuance of the ban on going out was also to prevent other students from encountering the individual during off-campus explorations.

Yet, Lu Xiang had precisely described the suspicious man’s appearance.

"Do you know him?"

"Angle Saffire, he was in District Seventeen for a while, the current top wanted criminal by the abnormal case investigation."

Lu Xiang said, "According to the information we’ve gathered, anyone who attacks him will be grievously injured by various misfortunes."

"Thank you."

Lu Xiang’s explanation confirmed Kulin’s suspicions and also made her reconsider the Ragus Foundation’s decision—was it possible that they allowed these two to visit the academy right before the school year because a suspicious Psychic had infiltrated the place?

Although Lu Xiang’s description was very brief, it thoroughly conveyed the danger posed by Angle.

A fugitive wanted by the abnormal case investigation, not only had he evaded capture, but he had also managed to make his way to the Purple Wisteria Academy.

"If you think it’s necessary, I can go to your office and tell you more about Angle."

Even Lu Xiang didn’t expect that Angle Saffire would become their breakthrough.

"Then I’ll have to trouble you."

Dr. Kulin didn’t refuse, she didn’t know the purpose of Angle’s visit, but her job as the director of instruction was to find a way to get rid of this dangerous character.

As she left, she was somewhat surprised to see Song Lan, who had arrived at some point and was briefly communicating with the "bad boy."

This student had always been a good conversationalist, he was a straightforward "bad boy" who was difficult for strangers to talk to, and now he had taken the initiative to chat with Song Lan, whom he had only met once before.

"We’ll leave this to him."

Lu Xiang saw Dr. Kulin stop in her tracks and said indifferently, "Although Song Lan doesn’t know much about psychic abilities, he is the best counselor we have."

After hesitating for a moment, Dr. Kulin nodded.

Right now, resolving Angle’s issue was the top priority.

...

Meanwhile, Song Lan stood by the "bad boy," who was anxiously waiting for news of his companion, empathizing with him.

Although the boy was trying to appear impatient, many details betrayed his eagerness—in less than a minute, he had already switched through nearly ten different standing positions. The boy’s eyes were also battling his conscience, as he couldn’t help but look towards the red light of the emergency room, but soon after, as if remembering his "cold-hearted" persona, he forced himself to look away.

This was very much in line with the psychological state of a teenager.

"It will get better, trust me."

Song Lan came to the boy’s side, watching the emergency room with him, "I heard from Dr. Kulin, it shouldn’t be a fatal wound."

"What else do you know..."

The boy was momentarily at a loss for words.

According to school regulations, he was forbidden to reveal any information about the outside of the school to outsiders, those who had never been outside the school could not possibly understand the horrors of "contamination," let alone that the medicines provided by the school this time had failed to have any effect. Even if the victim’s life was saved, amputation might still be necessary.

Otherwise, she would likely end up like those people outside.

"I understand how you feel at this moment."

The harsh light of the emergency room interwove with past memories in Song Lan’s mind, his face conveying genuine sorrow.

For a moment, he remembered many familiar names.

All those names had left his life.

The boy seemed to be taken aback by Song Lan’s suddenly somber mood, even beginning to reflect whether his own tone had been too harsh just now, after all, the other person had no ill intentions and was just trying to comfort him.

"...Sorry."

After an intense internal struggle, the boy reluctantly apologized, his voice quieter than a mosquito.

A moment later, seeing the increasing sadness on the face of Song Lan beside him, he couldn’t resist asking in return, "Are you okay?"

Honestly, he couldn’t understand why someone who came to comfort him seemed even more upset than him, the supposed recipient of consolation.

"It’s okay, I just suddenly thought of my friends."

Song Lan shook his head.

"They are all dead."