Enforcer Manual
Chapter 636: The Pinnacle of Infiltration_1

Chapter 636: Chapter 636: The Pinnacle of Infiltration_1

Military Intelligence Section Seven had devised a very detailed infiltration plan for them, obviously realizing the threat the Worms posed to the United Government, especially since even the Iris Consortium had been infiltrated by them.

During their conversation, Song Lan began to vaguely understand the intention of the collective consciousness.

The mission it had assigned to these Worms was to internally dismantle the United Government’s power, the increasingly fierce struggle between the Innovator Faction and the Conservative Faction granted them more room for maneuver, and he even suspected that the intensifying disputes between the two factions were likely the result of the Worms’ instigations.

The death of Ferren Morgue was insufficient to disrupt their scheme.

Ivan began to explain the effects of the drug powder, "This drug powder can interfere with the taste system of the taster, as long as you mix some into the food, even the most unpalatable flavors will send ’delicious’ signals to their brain."

This drug transcended taste itself.

No matter if you like sour, sweet, salty, or spicy flavors, the drug powder can convey the same level of deliciousness to you.

"But remember not to use too much, as this powder is addictive."

"Isn’t that just like a banned substance then?"

"Yes," Ivan wondered why Song Lan would ask such a question. During their missions, the use of prohibited substances was common practice for them. The only thing they needed to ensure was to complete the mission in the fastest, most precise way, and to leave no trace behind, "But unlike common banned substances, its residual material in the human body cannot be detected."

Military Intelligence Section Seven had their own research team, and all outcomes were subjected to the highest level of confidentiality measures by the United Government.

"We have a high-end restaurant in District 2, which is frequented by people from the Iris Consortium; from now on, your identity will be that of a chef that the restaurant expensively scooped from a Neutral Country."

Ivan continued to introduce the next identity for Song Lan, and then took out a disguise toolkit and handed it over to him.

Disguising oneself was a basic skill for Military Intelligence Section Seven agents; no matter the environment, they could perfectly blend in. However, considering that Song Lan might be a novice in this field, he also prepared an electronic manual for him, "I have detailed the use of various props in the manual, even a fool could learn."

As he spoke, Ivan cast another glance at Yeying.

Since a moment ago, this young girl had been touching around and looking at things in the basement, and whenever she found something interesting, she would take a bite of it.

"My advice is that you could leave her with me. Do not take her with you when infiltrating the castle."

The Iris Consortium’s Personal Guard was not to be underestimated; even the Military Intelligence Section Seven agents could be coerced into revealing some information if they fell into their hands.

Given Yeying’s curious baby face, it was feared that she would be invited for tea by the knights of the Personal Guard soon after stepping into the castle.

"Underestimate me, I’m also very good at disguising."

Upon hearing that she was mentioned by Ivan, Yeying immediately retorted in discontent.

Since following them back to District 17, she had reached a firm belief—following Song Lan meant food to eat, so wherever Song Lan went, she would follow.

She had let her guard down and stayed home when previously invited by Mendoza Morgue to a dinner, and as a result, she missed out on over a dozen "drumsticks"!

"You can disguise, too? Then great, there are props here, go ahead and demonstrate it to me."

Ivan glared and huffed at Yeying, still holding a grudge for her swallowing his entire bottle of cherished vodka, and he always felt that Yeying was somewhat out of the ordinary. Now was a good time to see the girl’s skills. Based on his understanding of Lu Xiang and Song Lan, they wouldn’t likely bring a liability that could potentially expose the whole operation plan for something as serious as infiltrating a castle.

"I don’t need these props!"

Yeying puffed out her chest and said proudly.

"Alright, but let me be clear—I’m very strict. If there is even the slightest flaw..."

Suddenly, Ivan found himself gaping, a ghost-like expression crossing his face—as he clearly saw Yeying curl up before him, a pair of bat-like wings emerging from her back. Her form then began to change at a pace visible to the naked eye.

The bare wings sprouted black feathers, her legs turned into the talons of a bird, along with a sharp beak, and eyes as piercing as a hawk’s.

Then, the bird, resembling both an eagle and a vulture, flew onto Song Lan’s shoulder and perched there steadily.

"How about that? This is what real disguise is about!"

As soon as the black bird spoke, Yeying’s proud voice came through.

As the Church’s "Angel of Death," disguise was an innate skill for them. When pursuing traitors, they could infiltrate the Barrosa Group or the Rebel Army’s camp in such forms, executing those despicable traitors without anyone being the wiser.

Everything was going according to Yeying’s plan.

She would just stand on Song Lan’s shoulder; the adversary could even feed her in front of everyone without raising any suspicions.

After all, feeding a pet was not suspicious at all.

Ivan didn’t respond.

The scene before him had clearly surpassed his understanding of the art of disguise.

Master disguise artists could transform themselves into another person at will to evade pursuit, but Yeying had completely transformed from a human being into another creature, even shrinking enough to stand on Song Lan’s shoulder!

"Ivan, don’t worry, Yeying has her own clever plan."

Seeing the tense atmosphere in the secret room, Song Lan took the tool kit handed to him and tried to ease the situation.

"I understand, I’ll leave this matter to you."

Ivan settled himself, deciding not to dwell on Yeying’s uncanny abilities. The world was full of wonders, and his job was to solve the problem at hand, "You have two days to adapt to your new identity because Isabella’s mother has booked the restaurant for three nights from now. I hope you can pique her interest then, otherwise, we’ll have to look for other methods at that time."

"Understood."

"I also need to speak with him for a moment."

Lu Xiang, who had been listening, joined the conversation. Although she had never doubted Song Lan’s culinary skills, she had previously coached him on infiltration tactics, and so far, all indications were that Song Lan subscribed to the combatant school of infiltration.

That is, as long as all witnesses were eliminated, infiltration was naturally successful.

However, this school of thought was obviously not quite suitable for use in the Iris Consortium’s headquarters.

"You just need to remember one key point."

Lu Xiang didn’t have time to teach from scratch, so she conveyed to him the essence she had summarized from the Morning Star Academy’s courses, "From now on, you must forget about the Worms, the mission, and all infiltration plans. You are a chef hired at a high price from a Neutral Country by the restaurant. You have only one goal in coming to District 2—to earn enough money for retirement, and then to settle down in this city."

"With you putting it that way, I totally get it now."

Song Lan’s eyes lit up; he thought Lu Xiang was indeed a genius, her teaching was so concise.

He may not know much about infiltration,

But he was confident that there were few people in this world who understood earning retirement money better than he did.