Enforcer Manual
Chapter 606: Did You Do It on Purpose or by Accident?_1

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: Did You Do It on Purpose or by Accident?_1

The day’s schedule was very different from what Song Lan had imagined. He thought the main content of Guan Lili’s team’s shooting would be him practicing marksmanship at the shooting range, but in fact, nearly all the scenes of him hitting the targets were completed through editing. He just had to hold the gun without doing anything, and the bullets would accurately hit the center of the target.

For the majority of the time, he was communicating with the shooting range owner, staff, and "passersby."

Even though he didn’t know any of these people, each one of them acted as if they had been his old friends for many years. During their chats, they always managed to steer the conversation towards his and Lu Xiang’s experiences on the battlefield, either intentionally or not.

"If this person went into storytelling, he might actually have a promising future."

Guan Lili watched from behind the glass as Song Lan vividly narrated the fierce landing battles. She realized his vocal mimicry was top-notch, with his earpiece occasionally transmitting the strikingly realistic sounds of cannon fire he imitated, several times almost making her feel as if she were on the battlefield herself.

Unfortunately, by the year 2167, vocal mimicry had long been replaced by various implanted prosthesis technologies.

With just a minor surgery costing less than 1000 watts, you could have the skills of the past’s top voice actors or vocal mimics.

Yet this seemed to meet everyone’s assessment of him.

Song Lan always displayed astonishing talents in areas that seemed trivial.

Perhaps he really was born in the wrong era. If he had lived before the widespread adoption of prosthesis technology during the Third World War, he might have achieved something great.

"Stop, we’ve recorded enough of the conversation."

Guan Lili gestured to the team; although Song Lan was excellent at vocal mimicry, the footage they had captured was not quite satisfactory. He always skirted around sensitive topics related to current politics, and even if they pooled all the footage together, there wasn’t much valuable information.

However, these things couldn’t be rushed; being too eager would only backfire.

Guan Lili glanced at her phone screen and took a deep breath, her mood suddenly becoming tense.

What followed was the last scene of today’s shoot, and also the most important piece of footage—they needed more than just a friendly boy-next-door. He also had to strike hard in the face of crime and war, bringing hope and support to the people.

She still hadn’t been as nervous as she was now when she first started working at the company and took charge of setting up a live-action show, because back then, at least, she was dealing with professionals.

And Song Lan was a complete novice.

Moreover, she was quite sure that Song Lan hadn’t read the content of the electronic manual as carefully as she had asked.

"Mr. Song, could you come over for a moment?"

Before proceeding to the final step of the shoot, Guan Lili felt it was necessary to speak with Song Lan about the upcoming precautions.

"...What are you nervous about? I’m not going to eat you."

Seeing Song Lan hesitating at the entrance to the compartment, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

"I know."

Song Lan stopped mid-sentence.

Of course he knew that Guan Lili wouldn’t do that.

But someone else might.

Before leaving the house that day, Lu Xiang had left a note on the dining table with a cute (〃’▽’〃) emoji, mentioning in a roundabout way her allergy to strong perfumes, hoping Song Lan wouldn’t come back that evening reeking of intense cologne.

When he saw the note, Song Lan’s heart skipped a beat.

He had never been as afraid of leaving a scent on himself as when he accidentally killed his good friend Mr. Dorago Safron and got drenched in blood at home.

"Come in, don’t stand at the doorway."

Guan Lili didn’t know what had got into Song Lan, but after seeing him finally shuffle in, she decided to focus on work. She laid out the plans for the next shoot on the table, even though the electronic manual had already clearly mentioned these points, but she now had to prepare for the possibility that Song Lan hadn’t read a single word of it.

"Encountering a crime on the street, this is content nearly every national-level rescuer will be involved in filming."

Compared to words, direct action was more effective in stirring the blood of the public.

Nothing was more exhilarating than watching the usually arrogant criminals being stepped on by their beloved rescuers.

"Your intention is for me to stop a crime in progress."

Song Lan calmly accepted the upcoming content of the shoot.

He had grown accustomed to it by now, as all the segments involving him today hadn’t contained an ounce of sincerity; he was more like playing the role of a fictional character titled "war hero", which even felt more fake than a real movie, at least when he played Mr. Chai Ke, he would often hear the director tell him, "Just improvise this performance, be yourself."

"Your opponent is the leader of the Flying Car Gang from District Seventeen."

As she spoke, Guan Lili’s fingers swept across the electronic handbook, and a miniaturized holographic projection of the block suddenly appeared before them. "As we walk out of the firing range, the Flying Car Gang leader who committed robbery will ride past us on his motorcycle. At a distance of 50 meters from where the motorcycle passes, there’s a ’bystander’ we’ve arranged who happens to be filming the scenery. You need to ensure that when the leader passes by his phone camera, you shoot him off the motorcycle with this gun loaded with anesthetic darts."

"This sounds... quite professional."

"Can you do it?"

"I can only say it’s difficult, but it should be possible."

As he made the promise, Song Lan’s shoulders sank, psyching himself up.

Under Lu Xiang’s urging, he had practiced shooting at moving targets, and he would have been more confident if he could have warmed up a bit at the firing range beforehand.

"Hold on, I’ll contact some staff."

Hearing this, Guan Lili immediately called the assistant responsible for coordinating with the gang leader and changed the content of the shoot in front of Song Lan.

A minute later, she hung up the phone and said, "Now he’ll fall over as he passes the camera, and you just need to pull the trigger at the right time."

Guan Lili had never had confidence in words like "possibly" or "should", so to be safe, she decided to lower the difficulty for Song Lan’s part to the lowest.

After familiarizing themselves with the script once more, they walked out of the firing range with heavy hearts.

Almost the moment the sensor door opened for them, a woman’s scream came from not far away, followed by the roaring of engines. The sneering leader of the Flying Car Gang showed off in front of everyone, as if mocking the Law Enforcers’ incompetence with his actions.

Well-prepared, Song Lan immediately raised his gun and aimed at the back of the gang leader.

While everyone was stunned by the scene before them, only the war hero responded. As the lightning-fast figure was about to whiz past the camera, he pulled the trigger with cold precision.

The next moment!

At a distance of 50 meters, the "random bystander" who had set up the camera to capture the heroic moment suddenly tilted his head, his vision went dark, and he collapsed heavily on the roadside.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, just like the gang leader.

According to the script, he was supposed to dramatically fall off his bike at this point, for which the company was willing to pay him an additional 150,000 watts as a hardship fee.

But instead, it was the employee responsible for filming at the roadside who ended up "dead on the street" first.

The gang leader’s mind went into a state of crash so severe that he hit the brakes and stopped in the middle of the road, his action of turning back looking more like a challenge to the war hero.

"Mr. Song Lan..."

It took Guan Lili an unknown amount of time before she could recover from her extreme shock.

She uttered the words as if squeezing them through her teeth, nearly crushing them.

Just now, Song Lan had indeed hit the target 50 meters away precisely, except the target he hit was their arranged staff member.

She had already lowered the difficulty of Song Lan’s part of the shooting to the lowest, yet he still somehow picked a way to fail that she had never imagined.

This even made Guan Lili feel as if it wasn’t a coincidence, "Now, please tell me, was it deliberate or an accident?"

"It was..."

At that moment, Song Lan felt the pressure of the entire world upon him.

He shrank his neck guiltily, "An accident."

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