Enforcer Manual
Chapter 953 - 880: You Ruined This Family!

Chapter 953: Chapter 880: You Ruined This Family!

When Mr. Song Lan and the others returned to the ruins of the Eden Hotel, a profound sadness enveloped everyone.

Roger clenched his fists, his face devoid of any joy from defeating the giant mechanical creature and winning champion of the 37th Cricket Fighting Contest, leaving only regret and sorrow.

Kneeling by his side was Valerian, staring blankly at the hotel’s rubble.

Soon, Comrade Zhuang Chi appeared among the crowd.

She walked slowly toward the two, holding a photo frame in her hands. The black-and-white photograph inside showed a young man wearing an eyepatch, reclining in an office chair with drool seeping from the corner of his open mouth.

Today,

Mr. Song Lan, the respected head of the Law Enforcers’ propaganda department in District Seventeen, rests here forever.

"Stop, stop!"

Having the misfortune of attending his own funeral, Mr. Song Lan had no choice but to interrupt the sorrowful atmosphere and stop Comrade Zhuang Chi before she could spread the dreadful news back to District Seventeen.

His sudden appearance instantly changed the mourners’ sadness to surprise, and Zhuang Chi was so frightened that she jumped three feet high, nearly letting go of the framed photograph in her hands.

Roger’s expression also changed, and he stepped in between Mr. Song Lan and the mourning crowd.

"Ch-chief, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, just tell us!"

Valerian finally managed to straighten her tongue and said to Mr. Song Lan.

"I’m alive and well, who told you I was dead?"

"The, the lobby manager."

After confirming that Mr. Song Lan was indeed alive, Zhuang Chi guiltily hid the black-and-white photograph behind her, "When we came to help, we found the manager of the Eden Hotel. He said that during the collapse of the hotel he was with the rescue team and they did not find you, we thought you, you..."

"Hmm?"

"We thought you were ’galed’ in your sleep, and Valerian even said that in her hometown, this would be considered a happy funeral."

"Hey, why are you dragging me into this! I’ve always thought the chief was very vigilant, with counter-surveillance skills far stronger than ours, and look, the chief must have sensed the danger before the collapse of the hotel and left early, right?"

With the return of Mr. Song Lan, the air of grief was significantly lightened.

Only one person was truly very sad, her grief even surpassing that of the hotel staff.

Guan Lili sat alone atop a pile of debris, staring intently at the stretch of ruins before her.

Her frail, melancholic silhouette seemed out of place amidst the survivors around her, and unlike Zhuang Chi and the others, she knew her sorrow did not stem from a misunderstanding. It wasn’t just the Eden Hotel that had collapsed during the disaster; in the short span in which the giant mechanical creature appeared, more than seventy percent of District Four’s blocks were devastated by Destruction.

This meant that all the benefits provided by Kolo Film Industry for their senior staff went up in smoke along with these buildings.

Guan Lili also encountered the hotel’s lobby manager.

The manager told her that with such damage in District Four, the council would certainly reassess the security of the city, and it was possible they would never rebuild the Eden Hotel.

For someone about to resign from their job, this was undoubtedly a huge blow.

Once settled, Zhuang Chi also began to worry about more pressing issues; while people were busy setting up temporary shelters, she sneaked over to Mr. Song Lan and asked in a hushed voice, "Chief, can I ask you something?"

"Ask away, no need to beat around the bush."

"When the Eden Hotel collapsed, our suitcases were still in the rooms and we couldn’t save them. Inside mine was a notebook computer I just bought for 14,999 volts, oh yes, and also some cosmetics and stuff like that. This should be considered an act of God, a natural calamity. Our Law Enforcers’ department is so humane, surely you’ll reimburse us, right?"

"You’re right, Director Lu is indeed the most empathetic leader I’ve ever seen," Mr. Song Lan said.

He heard footsteps approaching from afar, but he assured that it was absolutely not because he noticed Director Lu coming over that he emphasized it so much. As a division head, he always strived to be fair, just, and objective, to speak the truth and do practical things. "Director Lu is responsible, has leadership skills, she’s young, beautiful, and has a heart of gold..."

"Submit a written list when we get back," Director Lu interrupted Mr. Song Lan’s slightly exaggerated speech, speaking to Zhuang Chi.

This Dumb Bird always had a highly provocative way of speaking, and the nearby rescue team members started to ask one another who Director Lu was.

Zhuang Chi was taken aback at first, but then she beamed with joy and bounced away to spread the good news to others.

It seemed that even the wise and valiant Director Lu could not resist the allure of sugar-coated bullets.

She couldn’t help but admire her chief in her heart.

The chief, he...

Was rightfully considered the "professional scam artist" by the agency!

Even Director Lu was beguiled by his smooth talk.

"Old Lu, I just remembered something, I also had a 14,999 volts notebook computer in my suitcase."

"No, you didn’t," Director Lu said right away, "and don’t even think about using the department’s funds to upgrade your graphics card to a 20090TI."

She had heard Mr. Song Lan bring this up several times at home.

With his current salary, Mr. Song Lan could easily afford new equipment, yet although he earned enough, this Dumb Bird was a real miser when it came to spending on himself. Whenever asked, he would always talk about the skyrocketing housing prices in District Seventeen, how salary increases could not keep up with housing prices, and that one must think ahead and start saving now.

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