Enforcer Manual
Chapter 800 - 798 - : Dream_1

Chapter 800: 798 Chapter: Dream_1

What’s happening?

It was hard for him to imagine that someone would give up their life just for fame.

"I’m curious, what’s the use of being famous when you’re dead?"

"You don’t understand; that’s the allure of this city. Everyone who comes here does it for that."

The woman exhaled her last ring of smoke and flicked the burnt-out cigarette butt over the edge of the building; the falling ember quickly vanished from her line of sight.

But that made her even more determined.

"To get it, people are willing to pay any price, their soul, body, or even their life. I’ve already tried many methods; now it’s time to take another step forward."

Her gaze softened a lot, "I just happen to be tired too."

From the woman’s account, the famous detective Song Lan could roughly guess her experiences in District Four.

Like countless dream chasers, she had followed the trail of her dreams to this dazzling city, dreaming every day of her "ten minutes" of fame.

But reality shattered them, and in the end, they found they were not so special.

The last straw that broke the camel’s back was a third-rate director named Powell, who had prepared a script he claimed would make people instantly famous, but it turned out to be just another shattered dream.

And so, after the team disbanded, the woman climbed up to the hotel rooftop, brilliantly thinking to trade her death for a chance at fame.

Regrettably, even this wish was meant to end unfulfilled.

Song Lan shook his smartphone and said, "I just checked some information. In the past month, there have been 23 cases of people falling from buildings in District Four, two of which occurred at this very hotel."

The same people made the same choices.

He asked, "What do you think, out of these 23 people, how many became famous in the end?"

The woman was stunned; her numb eyes seemed a bit lost.

As if suddenly realizing the reason behind Song Lan’s question — if he hadn’t mentioned that number, she wouldn’t even have known that so many people had fallen from buildings in this city.

She usually paid no attention to such things, and the names of those deceased would never cross her life.

Only by specifically searching could one find those names in the death reports of the Law Enforcers.

"The answer is zero. No one became famous because of it; even if someone recorded a video and uploaded it online, it would soon be forgotten."

Despite the harsh truth, that’s just how the city is.

Even death can’t leave a personal mark in this city.

"How long do you think people will pay attention to this message? Five minutes, two minutes, or less than one? When I was getting off the plane today, I saw the previews on the airport’s holographic projection. For those audience members who like limbs and blood, there are five movies using VR technology hitting the screens this month, which will undoubtedly be far more thrilling than this video."

Roger and Zhuang Chi, who had hurried to the rooftop, involuntarily stopped in their tracks, tiptoeing against the wall, making not even the slightest noise.

They saw their boss, temporarily taking on the role of a Negotiating Expert.

This was the first time they had seen Song Lan doing work that fit the identity of a Law Enforcer since they had known him.

"You can jump off the rooftop if you want, but I just wanted to remind you that at least in this city, you won’t become famous for something like this."

"Then tell me, what exactly must one do to become famous?"

The harsh reality agitated the woman once more; she frantically tousled her smooth, long hair, turning what had been neatly arranged for filming into a disheveled mess.

Her dream of becoming famous was shattered once more.

On reflection, her so-called inspiration did not come from reality, but from some movie she’d acted in and couldn’t even remember.

That movie wasn’t a hit and ended up closing miserably in District Four.

"Stay alive."

Song Lan said.

"Alive?"

"Alive is much easier than becoming famous through death."

Song Lan said, "The last person who became famous through death blew up a Tesla Tech building with a tactical nuclear weapon. If you want to become famous through death, you’d at least have to do something of that magnitude."

"Heh, hehehe."

The woman seemed to have heard something ridiculous and suddenly burst into laughter. "You’re talking about using a tactical nuclear bomb to blow up the Tesla Tech building? I’ve never done that even in the movies; those roles usually go to those well-known villain actors."

In those big-budget films, the most she could ever get was a role with a single line, or even none at all.

Her role was to be a silhouette against an explosion, getting buried by collapsing buildings without ever showing her face.

People wouldn’t even remember there was such a person in the movie.

"To hell with dreams of fame!"

Facing the distant buildings, the woman aggressively flipped the bird.

The distant hologram advertisement responded to her.

It was an advertisement from Kolo Film Industry:

"What are you waiting for? You can be a household name too, become just like them!"

In the end, the woman straightened out her clothes, which had become a bit messy from filming. The leading man and the stunt coordinator had been quite handsy with her, all under the guise of shooting a scene.

"I never thought I’d meet someone like you in District 4."

She was looking at Song Lan.

"Someone like me?"

"In this city, nobody would pass up a chance at fame, not even if there’s only a 1% possibility. They’d be glad to film a video of me jumping off from here and post it on their social media."

As she said this, the woman walked back the way she came. "Maybe one day you’ll regret it; it’s not every day you get the chance to film a video of someone falling from a building, but..."

As she brushed past Song Lan, she lowered her voice and whispered in his ear, "Be careful of this city, don’t let it consume you."

...

"Section Chief, it looks like you’ve got some skills!"

No sooner had the woman left than Zhuang Chi and Roger stepped out from behind cover, eagerly approaching Song Lan.

"You persuaded someone intent on ending their life; that’s no easy task!" Roger complimented, from a professional standpoint.

Usually, for someone truly intent on suicide, an untrained person’s words might often backfire. "How did you come up with the idea to search for news about 23 people who fell from buildings?"

"I took a shot in the dark."

Song Lan changed the subject and asked, "You guys were here early, just hiding behind the door and not coming out?"

"...Yes, because we thought the Section Chief could handle it."

"Lack of motivation at work, I’m noting a demerit."

Song Lan said.

Then he dialed Lu Xiang’s number in front of them. Due to the unexpected events, his call to Lu Xiang was delayed by nearly 20 minutes.

"Hello?"

On the other end, Lu Xiang quickly picked up the phone.

"We’re in District 4."

"I know," Lu Xiang asked, "Are Zhuang Chi and Roger with you now?"

"Yes, Supervisor!"

Hearing Lu Xiang’s voice, Zhuang Chi excitedly said into the phone, "You have no idea, Section Chief was amazing just now; he saved a big-breasted fallen woman!"

At these words, both the hotel rooftop and the Law Enforcers’ office in District 17 fell into deafening silence.

A chill seemed to pass through the phone.

Zhuang Chi met Song Lan’s gaze.

For a moment, she felt like the Section Chief, who had just saved a life, now wanted to throw her off the hotel rooftop.

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