Enforcer Manual
Chapter 620: I suspect someone is plotting against me_1

Chapter 620: Chapter 620: I suspect someone is plotting against me_1

The sky outside the window turned the white of fish bellies, and Jasmine leaned on the back of the chair, yawning.

In the past half month, she had lived in a daze, with too many incomprehensible major events happening in the outside world.

For instance, the United Government had launched a great expedition, the first large-scale war they had waged in decades. Their target was the third Neutral Country, which should have been a resounding victory. However, the war ended in a disastrous defeat, the front lines collapsed, and even a Rebel Army leader with a bounty of millions emerged.

Another example was her teammate getting seriously injured during official duty, so severely that he nearly needed to be sent back to the factory for repairs. What’s more mysterious was that even he and the military-industrial complex behind him had no idea who the attacker was.

Warm-hearted Giant Mountain had recently been staying by his side, paying close attention to the progress of the repairs.

Jasmine felt that the world seemed to be developing in a magical direction she couldn’t understand.

"I never thought you’d get mixed up with people from the company."

The shadow on the wall turned menacing, making faces at her.

Yes, this world was indeed becoming more magical.

As a Six Stars rescuer from the United Government, she had been living with one of the most vicious criminals from the United Government over the past half month.

And she had gradually come to understand δ’s temperament.

At heart, she was an ungrown child with a strong rebellious streak and a somewhat poisonous mouth.

Perhaps this was because she was declared "dead" before she came of age.

"Can you quiet down a bit?"

"No!"

The expected reply.

The shadow on the wall grew more unruly, and the provocative voice was laced with smugness, "What’s the matter? Is the great Six Stars rescuer Jasmine feeling lonely and wants someone to flatter her stinky feet?"

"Boring."

Jasmine huffed in response, adding, "And for your information, my feet don’t stink at all."

The key to communicating with δ was to stay calm.

The angrier you got, the happier she became. It seemed that infuriating others was one of the great pleasures of her life.

δ wanted to say something else but was interrupted by the sound of a car stopping downstairs. This time, however, she did not continue her scornful taunts; the shadow swelling on the wall suddenly vanished as if a popped balloon had deflated.

The room fell silent, so quiet that Jasmine could hear footsteps drawing nearer.

"Thud, thud, thud—"

The visitor stood at the door for a few seconds before knocking on it.

This was the rest room provided by the Polaris Alliance, and strictly speaking, she had signed a contract with the company, but after her promotion to Six Stars rescuer, the contract was transferred to the Review Meeting.

Guan Lili could be considered an old acquaintance of hers; when they met, Guan had yet to be promoted to head of the corporate promotional planning department and was toiling about the world day by day.

Following Guan Lili was Song Lan.

That was the sole reason she agreed to this meeting.

"Long time no see, detective."

Jasmine smiled and greeted Song Lan. During her time at Qiming Academy, Song Lan had left a deep impression on her, which piqued her curiosity about the title of "war hero."

Although the company always liked to portray their contracted rescuers in a lavish manner, these titles were generally derived from their styles.

"You know each other?"

Guan Lili was slightly taken aback, forced to abandon the introduction she had prepared all the way.

No wonder Jasmine, who typically disliked interacting with the film crew, had readily agreed to the meeting request.

She turned her head and gave Song Lan an annoyed glare, as if questioning with her eyes why he hadn’t mentioned it earlier.

"Actually, it was just a chance encounter at Qiming Academy."

"At that time, we were investigating an important case, and Mr. Song Lan provided me with many valuable insights."

Jasmine said with a smile.

"Since you know each other, I’ll leave this room for you two to catch up,"

Guan Lili said perceptively.

Jasmine rarely praised people, which made her realize that not only did they know each other, but their relationship was also quite harmonious.

However, before turning to leave, she sneakily winked at Song Lan — during the drive, she had cautioned Song Lan to put on a good performance in front of Jasmine to facilitate cooperation as much as possible.

After Guan Lili left, there was an awkward atmosphere in the room for a time.

When you got down to it, their interaction was really just an acquaintance; they had only exchanged a few words, and they couldn’t even be considered good friends.

"So, what’s the matter you wanted to meet about?"

Ultimately, it was Jasmine who broke the silence, "I’ve heard that you’re quite the talk of the town recently, with everyone discussing the deeds of the ’war hero.’"

"It’s all nonsense. I was just lucky enough to come back alive, and it was all thanks to the director. Without her protection, I might have been taken out by those mutants long ago—it was really terrifying,"

Song Lan said, still haunted by the memories.

"What made you decide to go to the battlefield?"

"I was thinking about contributing to the United Government."

"Really?"

"Well, I’ll admit, it was the director’s decision to go to the front, and I just had to follow,"

"You really are inseparable from Lu Xiang,"

This reason seemed to gain Jasmine’s trust; her gaze softened. In the past half month, she had not had a chance to relax and chat with someone for a long time. Since leaving the base checkpoint, all she had heard were bits of bad news.

It was the same with her rush to District Seventeen.

Just one day before, there had been a robbery at Southeast Bank, and the modus operandi matched that of the cases she was investigating, which meant that these ’Worms’ had already infiltrated the city.

Jasmine composed herself and asked, "Did you ask to meet because of the filming? You should know that we can’t appear on camera or in the public eye."

She was curious if someone like Song Lan had been bought off by the company.

After all, if managed properly, his future life could soar remarkably; he would not only never have to worry about food or clothing, but he could also become a hero in the public’s eyes. Few people could resist such a huge temptation.

Perhaps the next time they met, she would no longer call him Song Lan, but instead "war hero."

"No, of course not,"

Song Lan shook his head.

All of it was the company’s arrangement, and if he could have had his way, he wouldn’t even think about filming or meetings but would rather comfortably be lying in his bed at home.

"I am someone who is content with what I have; fame, power, wealth — I don’t like to fuss over them. They only bring trouble and enemies my way."

"I seldom hear anyone say that,"

"But trouble has come looking for me this time."

As the saying goes, since it’s come, it’s come.

Even though he felt extremely reluctant at the moment, he couldn’t just go back to his bed.

With this in mind, Song Lan looked earnestly at Jasmine and said, "You might not believe this, but someone is trying to set me up."