Enforcer Manual
Chapter 627: The Manager Can Vouch for Me_1

Chapter 627: Chapter 627: The Manager Can Vouch for Me_1

"The Mendoza Morgue family would like to invite us to have dinner together tonight."

The next afternoon, Lu Xiang relayed this astonishing news to Song Lan.

The intent of the Mendozas was clear; the invitation specifically listed Song Lan’s name.

She was stunned for quite a while upon hearing this news.

After planning a sniper attack that set their bicycles on fire, the Mendozas acted as if nothing had happened, inviting them for dinner the following day.

The pretext was that they had brought chefs from the Morger Family and wanted them to taste the cuisine from their homeland.

Of course, even the slowest person could realize this was a setup for an ambush.

"Old Sa and the others came back empty-handed. Mendoza must have brought the elite from the Morger Family... And the person who is contacting me is Mayor Aureliano. His voice on the phone sounded like he was under the control of someone from the Morger Family."

On further thought, it was unlikely that the Morger Family would let the new mayor off easily, either.

His policies since taking office had cut into the company’s profits, and with his new policies’ strong enforcement, the illicit drug market in the Seventeenth District had suffered a devastating blow.

If the Morger Family intended to take over the Seventeenth District, they would follow the Foster Family’s past methods: replace everyone, top to bottom, with people they could trust.

Lu Xiang felt Captain Doug had analyzed one point correctly, Ferren Molege was just a catalyst; the Morger Family might have wanted to make a move on the Seventeenth District a long time ago.

This made her realize another possibility, "The real intent of those Worms wasn’t to eliminate you, but to provoke a war between the Morger Family and the Seventeenth District."

Everybody knew that once the Morger Family made a move, war would be inevitable.

"Song Lan, you..."

"Old Lu, I’m hungry. When are we going to eat?"

Song Lan, who had been sitting on the sofa in silence, suddenly spoke up. It was unusual for him; he hadn’t watched movies all morning and had just sat on the sofa in a daze.

"We can leave right now."

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18:32.

The hovercar slowly stopped at the rooftop parking lot of the Sea-Land Energy Company; Ferren Molege personally greeted the two guests. The middle-aged man, who had just applied for a personal protection clause with the Morger Family, looked ruddy and not at all like someone living in fear.

He greeted Lu Xiang with a nod, as if the rumors circulating outside had not originated from him.

The private dining room was full, but everyone present was a stranger to the two guests. Lu Xiang looked around the private banquet hall and could not find Mayor Aureliano, which made her worry for their mayor.

As the host, Mendoza was already waiting in the private dining room, reclining in his chair with his legs propped high on the table.

The dinner seemed to have been served before their arrival.

On the large table, there was only one plate, covered by a white, opaque porcelain lid, but as soon as they entered, they detected a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Welcome, my friends. It’s a pity that Mayor Aureliano was suddenly detained and, I’m afraid, won’t be able to join our dinner tonight."

Although he said this, there was no sign of actual welcome in Mendoza’s actions, he did not stand up, but looked at Song Lan and Lu Xiang with a contemptuous eyes and gestured for them to sit in the innermost seats.

Ferren Molege, standing at the door, called out to the people inside and then locked the private dining room to ensure that no one could leave through this door before the dinner officially ended.

"Bold move. I thought you would bring your minions with you, but you probably don’t know my friends here yet, do you? I trust them implicitly. Whenever I ran into trouble in the Seventeenth District and the ’outside world’, I would have them take care of it. Since I’m back in the Seventeenth District on this rare occasion, I thought I’d bring them along," Mendoza said euphemistically, introducing the elite assassins secretly cultivated by the Morger Family.

Lu Xiang could discern the deeper meaning in Mendoza’s words.

She noticed one bald man with a snake tattoo extending to his left face, paying her extra attention. When their eyes met, he subtly gestured to her the action of pulling a gun bolt—a clear reference to the sniper from the previous night.

Before Old Sa arrived with backup last night, the bald man had disappeared into the darkness without a trace.

Lu Xiang also noticed signs of prosthetic implantation on the bald man’s arm, indicating a high level of augmentation. For the Morger Family, heavily involved in the illicit drug trade, money was the least of their concerns.

Their production of illicit drugs was probably more efficient than a money printing press.

"We are here mainly because..."

"Wait a moment."

Mendoza cut off Lu Xiang directly, giving the closest family assassin a look, "Now that everyone has arrived, the dinner can officially begin."

The family assassin understood and, with a cold smile, lifted the lid off the platter in front of the two guests.

Inside the exquisite dish were not the matching delicacies, but two severed fingers, which appeared to have been cut off not long ago, still oozing fresh red blood.

Lu Xiang guessed that this must be related to Mayor Aureliano’s "sudden affair."

This was the Morger Family chef’s carefully prepared hometown dish, which now looked more like gangster lingo.

"Still fresh, want to taste it?"

Mendoza revealed that characteristically creepy smile once again and, leading by example, stood up and picked up one of the index fingers from the plate, popping it into his mouth as if savoring a delicacy.

"We’re here mainly to clear up misunderstandings, the rumors about us plotting to kill Ferren Morger were all maliciously fabricated."

"But this was what my uncle told me in person."

Mendoza frowned and shook his head, clearly dissatisfied with Lu Xiang’s explanation, "My uncle is an honest and trustworthy man, he watched me grow up since I was little; I understand his character, he would never slander or frame someone for no reason."

"That’s true."

Song Lan intervened in the conversation between the two, "We understand your way of handling things, but you know nothing about us."

"Oh? Do tell."

Mendoza seemed interested, sizing up Song Lan with his eyes.

Their informants had dug up quite a bit about Song Lan; he was just an inconspicuous clerk in the logistics department a few months ago and only climbed to his position today because of his connection with Lu Xiang.

What amused him even more was that the Law Enforcers’ department in District 17 had even published an electronic novel based on him and Lu Xiang to promote their image.

Mendoza thought that a minor character like Song Lan probably had never even heard of the Morger Family’s name and would have no idea about the outcome this dinner was about to bring.

But what was certain was that this man was sure to truly provoke Lu Xiang.

He couldn’t help licking his lips, his tongue spotted with the blood from the severed finger, which stained the corners of his mouth red.

Watching Song Lan’s grave expression, Mendoza involuntarily thought of many ways to torture a person, an area in which he was an expert among experts.

"We operate on the principle of honesty and integrity, treating people with sincerity has always been our motto."

"Treating people with sincerity...?"

Mendoza couldn’t help but suppress a chuckle, staring wide-eyed and trying his best not to laugh out loud in front of Song Lan.

"Yes, if we intended to make a move on Mr. Ferren Morger, we would notify him first."

For a moment, their gazes locked together.

Mendoza’s eyes held a hint of confusion.

Song Lan’s reaction was much calmer than he had anticipated; in such circumstances, shouldn’t a small fry like him be scared out of his wits?

"Just like now."

Song Lan continued, "We would also notify you in advance."

"You..."

Mendoza’s voice was forever silenced at that moment.

His head suddenly felt light as if it had separated from his body like a balloon.

The splattered droplets of blood were suspended in midair, forming a beautiful tableau.

In the chaos and confusion, he heard something hit the floor and roll a considerable distance away.

The private dining room fell deadly silent as if you could even hear a pin drop.

Even Lu Xiang was startled by the unexpected scene, as Mendoza and the family assassins he brought with him instantly burst into a splattering of blood without any warning.

"Supervisor, you should be able to testify for me."

The smell of blood quickly filled the room; Song Lan picked up a tablecloth, wiping off the bloodstains splashed onto his face, "I’ve been talking all along, the bodies exploded suddenly."