Enforcer Manual
Chapter 890 - 850: Do You Understand Time Stop?_2

Chapter 890: Chapter 850: Do You Understand Time Stop?_2

Given Kolo Film Industry’s plans for Vadim, he was a "booster pill" cultivated to "nurture" a new national-level rescuer. After completing his mission, like his predecessors, he would be thrown into prison until the commotion subsided. Then they would give him enough money to squander for the rest of his life, and he would undergo cosmetic prosthetic surgery to alter his appearance, before moving to an unknown city to live out his years in peace.

A person with such a checkered past could never become a rescuer, let alone the new ace trained by the military technology after Wild Bone.

"Unless..."

Lu Xiang steadied herself, "Unless there is a serious flaw in the technology, and they are simply using Vadim as Little Mice to collect and adjust data."

It was imperative to find Vadim as soon as possible.

It was hard to imagine the kind of Destruction a Cyber maniac who could "stop time" at will would bring to the city.

"The contact information for the new case officer from the Investigation Bureau is in ’Sea of Souls’."

Engaging the entire Investigation Bureau to search the prosthetic hospital would be much more efficient than them acting alone, "Just as well, let them take these criminals back."

Lu Xiang had no sympathy for the criminals wailing everywhere. She had merely destroyed their cybernetic parts, a negligible punishment compared to the means they had employed against those who trespassed.

"I thought you’d never cooperate with the Investigation Bureau in your life,"

Song Lan said.

Lu Xiang was a vengeful person.

This much was clear since she had arrived in District Four and was always bringing up the "Jinx Star" incident to tease him.

"Business is business... Did you say I hold grudges?"

Lu Xiang suddenly became alert, and though it might have been an illusion, Song Lan always felt the eyes of the cartoon wolf flash a shade of red.

"That’s not what I meant."

"Don’t worry, I only hold grudges against you."

Song Lan couldn’t see the expression beneath Lu Xiang’s mask but could hear that she said it with a laugh—a laugh that gave him goosebumps.

The cruel methods of revenge that Lu Xiang learned from who knows where were always chilling.

While he was inwardly contemplating what kind of revenge Lu Xiang would exact on him this time, she had already dialed the phone number of the Investigation Bureau chief.

Despite some friction between them in the past, that was a matter of the previous clone.

In the words of Dumb Bird, life extinguishes like a candle’s flame, and it should be the same with clones; that Chapter was closed.

She was always able to use some of the theories proposed by Song Lan very effectively.

But this time, the phone call seemed extraordinarily long. A minute passed, and the artificial intelligence voice feedback indicated that no one was answering, reminding her that she could leave a voice message after the "beep" if it was important.

Lu Xiang was not the type to give up easily; she dialed the number a second time.

As expected, there was no answer again, and soon the familiar AI voice came through once again.

"... Did he hold a grudge too?"

Lu Xiang stared at the phone screen, deep in thought, and for the first time she began to doubt Song Lan’s theory.

Did the new chief decide to ignore her calls forever just because his clone was killed by the Bug Swarm once?

Lu Xiang couldn’t help but justify herself, "Given the circumstances at the time, it was self-defense."

"Always look on the bright side of things. I believe someone of the same rank as your teacher in the Investigation Bureau definitely wouldn’t be small-minded,"

Song Lan tried to comfort Lu Xiang, "The reason he’s not answering the phone might simply be that he happened to get killed by someone."

Working for the Special Cases Investigation Bureau was a dangerous job, and dying at the hands of a criminal was nothing new.

Even though Lu Xiang was comforted by Song Lan’s words, she always found his definition of "good" quite strange.

"Think on the bright side," "Good friend," "Good buddy."

From her observations, those associated with "good" often ended up dead or injured.

After the third unsuccessful phone call, Lu Xiang had no choice but to use her "Sea of Souls" access. When access was granted, she severed the link between the program and the clones, putting them into a "self-activated" state.

Soon, the investigation yielded results.

This made her take a serious look at Song Lan and the cartoon sheep mask he wore, "I think you’re not just a jinx, but also a harbinger of doom."

According to the latest feedback from the "Sea of Souls," the new head of the investigative bureau was indeed likely dead. The program even considerately asked her if she needed to restart the biological lab to create a new clone for the deceased head.

Considering the flying properties of Dumb Bird, Lu Xiang suddenly thought of an animal called the Scavenger Bird.

Perhaps Song Lan and the Scavenger Bird were cut from the same cloth.

"Before their death, they were investigating Vadim. ’Sea of Souls’ recorded the coordinates of their death."

The good news was that the United Government’s Special Cases Investigation Bureau wasn’t completely useless; through their investigations, they quickly pinned down Vadim and the company backing him.

The bad news was that they might have been a step too late and encountered a suspect with "Overload Type IV" implants.

The appearance of the death coordinates meant they had an additional task for the night.

The destination of the coordinates was a half-hour’s drive from the black market, corresponding to a private clinic. As the hovercar descended, the clinic flickered with a cold and dim light, giving off a bad vibe from just looking inside from the outside.

"Be mentally prepared; this clinic is linked to the black market, it’s an illegal clinic."

Before entering, Lu Xiang warned Song Lan.

An illegal clinic implied that, aside from regular medical equipment, they could very likely find disassembled prosthetics and human organs inside.

Vadim would send some of the intruders here for secondary use.

She knew that Song Lan didn’t like bloody things, sometimes even causing him to lose his appetite for several days.

"Or you can wait for me at the entrance, and I’ll go in by myself."

"No, let’s move together."

Thinking that the criminal suspect might still be on-site, Song Lan frowned deeply and walked into the clinic ahead of Lu Xiang.

Immediately after, he somewhat regretted it.

As soon as he entered, a strong smell of blood hit his nostrils.

This was the waiting room of the clinic. Two headless patients were sitting in chairs, "calmly" waiting for the Prosthetic Doctor’s notice. Judging from their attire, they were neither clinic staff nor agents of the investigative bureau but appeared to be unlucky passersby who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

One of their heads had rolled to the entrance, still wearing an expression of mid-conversation, as if completely unaware that their head had been chopped off.

They soon found the new head of the investigative bureau in one of the private clinic’s compartments.

A quick and clean strike had decapitated him before he could react.

"No survivors."

Lu Xiang completed the scene investigation; all persons present, including doctors and nurses, were declared dead on the spot, and two agents who had come with the new head were not spared either. "They wanted to stop the surgery and take the unconscious Vadim back to the investigative bureau, but they didn’t expect Vadim to wake up beforehand."

It was a well-thought-out plan; Vadim was at his most vulnerable during surgery, and the investigative bureau hoped to seize this opportunity, but something seemed to have delayed their progress before they could burst in.

In the vast clinic, Lu Xiang found only one special corpse.

The doctor who performed the prosthetic surgery on Vadim was the only one whose head remained on his neck after death.

The Prosthetic Doctor also lay on the cold floor of the operating room, seemingly unharmed from head to toe.

Lu Xiang bent down and opened the Prosthetic Doctor’s eyes.

"No wonder Vadim trusted him. A bionic person with military technology, its operating system came with a self-destruct program, which was burnt away upon completion of the surgery."