Enforcer Manual
Chapter 91: We Can’t Rest Together_1

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: We Can’t Rest Together_1

The interference Ability User who had always lurked in the dark had been confirmed dead. At the moment of being punctured in the chest, his heart immediately stopped beating.

It would be hard for anyone to die more completely than this.

High Prosecutor Dominas and Mayor of Lyon City only fell unconscious, but no serious wounds were found on their bodies.

When the Law Enforcers arrived one after another, the conference venue was already completely engulfed in flames. This building– which symbolized the unyielding spirit of the people of District 17 in rebutting compromises with criminal forces–met its fate that night.

The meeting tomorrow inevitably had to be postponed.

After dealing with a series of issues, the sky of District 17 had begun to turn as pale as a fish belly.

Lu Xiang navigated through the hotel corridors with her exhausted body, still pondering on the matter of the "Enthusiastic Citizen".

It was their first meeting. But judging from the way he started a conversation with her, the "Enthusiastic Citizen" knew her identity. He was wearing Dorago- Safron’s clothes when they met. It was highly likely that the real Dorago was already killed by the "Enthusiastic Citizen". He got his hands on first-class information by pretending to be the deceased assassin to approach the High Prosecutor.

Then she recalled the service staff who had been shoved forcibly into the wardrobe in the hotel. Could it be that the steward was also killed by Dorago?

There were simply too many uncertainties. Lu Xiang found her mind to be in a messy state.

Swipe the card, enter the room.

The lighting in the room was dim, but she could faintly see a person lying on the bed.

Upon reaching the bed and hearing the even breathing from the bed, her scattered thoughts abruptly halted, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calmness.

She suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

All the Law Enforcers were busy working through the night while the senators were so struck with fear by the assassin that they could hardly sleep. Only Song Lan could ignore the matters outside and sleep soundly till the next morning.

Lu Xiang remembered that Song Lan had said before. Not leaving the fatigue till the next day by sleeping on time every day was his principle; he had always strictly adhered to his life creed.

She should take a short nap. This is also for the more intensive work tomorrow.

She originally only intended to check on Song Lan. After resting in his room for a while, she inexplicably wanted to sleep for a while.

After much contemplation, Lu Xiang slowly took off the clothes on her, leaving behind only a thin underclothing.

She gritted her teeth, slid into the bed, and gently lied down behind Song Lan.

In a little while, warmth drove away the coldness.

Right.

’A Love Tip Every Day’ was right.

The feeling of having someone to warm up the bed was indeed different.

She thought that sleep could be contagious. Observing Song Lan sleeping so soundly, her eyelids began to droop too.

She will just sleep for a short while.

She uttered to herself, closed her eyes.

........................

The next morning.

On this occasion, Song Lan slept especially soundly. This time, he saw the leisurely life of fishing waving at him, and Mr. Killer was finally able to retire in glory.

He just never envisaged that in the end, he would have to conceal himself.

The infamous professional assassin Dorago- Safron, lost at the last step, killed by the "Enthusiastic Citizen".

The news would not take long to spread all over the streets. The "Enthusiastic Citizen" would also completely transform into an urban legend of District 17, forever disappearing from the public sight, leaving behind a myth of the Jianghu that’s yet to be deciphered.

No one knew the true identity of the "Enthusiastic Citizen", and no one would know in the future because he has singleilaterally declared that after contributing significantly to District 17, the "Enthusiastic Citizen" could abandon his busy and dangerous work and officially start to enjoy his peaceful retirement life.

After killing the real spy placed here by the Foster Family, he believed that with Lu Xiang’s ability, she could eradicate the criminals from this city sooner or later, as the citizens hoped, and bring justice back to their lives.

To celebrate this wonderful future, he couldn’t help wanting to perform a classic kneeling slide in the living room to add to the festivities.

However, subsequently, Song Lan found that this morning seemed a bit different from the usual.

He didn’t know why he was able to smell a faint fragrance at the edge of his nose, and the object he was hugging had a feel that....didn’t quite resemble a pillow...

Then, he lowered his head and saw Lu Xiang’s delicate face.

Lu Xiang’s face was leaning on his chest at this moment, frowning slightly, as if she was awakened by the noise he made.

Song Lan didn’t deny having fantasized about this moment, only it was overwhelmingly abrupt that he was utterly unprepared.

He watched as Lu Xiang slowly opened her eyes and tried to maintain composure. "Good morning, Director Lu."

Hearing this, a fleeting surprise flashed in Lu Xiang’s eyes. But her reaction was astonishing. The hand she had over her arm twisted hard, suppressing the natural reaction of blushing with pain.

"Morning."

Her voice became a lot calmer under the baptism of pain.

However, her heart was in a completely different state.

She overslept!

Precisely at this time!

Lu Xiang, you are downright lacking in self-control!

She severely criticized her actions in her heart.

According to her original plan, she would take a short nap on the bed for an hour. To her knowledge of Song Lan, he wouldn’t get up before eight o’clock every day. She didn’t expect that when she woke up from this nap, it was already past eleven in the morning.

Lu Xiang glanced at the phone with a heavy heart. From seven o’clock, both Captain Doug and Director Snick sent her work report messages from time to time.

This nap not only delayed her work but also caught her red-handed by Song Lan.

Luckily, years of learning fostered her excellent ability in adjusting the situation on spot, which did not reveal her present hurriedness externally.

Even if she was caught by him climbing into Song Lan’s bed in the middle of the night, she managed to maintain composed externally.

She got up from the bed, put on her clothes hanging at the back of the chair, tied up her long hair and said, "I have some work to do. I’ll leave first."

Meanwhile, Lu Xiang secretly made up her mind. It seemed that she could no longer sleep with Song Lan easily in the future.

Until Lu Xiang left the room and the door closing sound passed through, question marks emerged atop Song Lan’s head.

Lu Xiang’s response was indeed too natural just now. She didn’t have the usual segments in films and television works where she would blush with the quilt covering her body or screaming and kicking him off the bed. Her composure after waking up seemed like they were an old couple who had lived together for years. He seemed a bit surprised in comparison.

On the surface, it was just an ordinary morning.

Song Lan sat on the bed, a bit dumbfounded.

But the problem was

Did he often...

Sleep with Lu Xiang before?

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