Enforcer's Handbook

"I said, we must have been fooled, right?"

When the off-road vehicle slowly drove into District 17, "Heavy Artillery" and his team members looked at each other - everything now gave off the feeling of being deceived, especially before entering the city, Song Lan said that he was because For some reason, it was inconvenient to meet with the law enforcement supervisor, so I gave them the off-road vehicle and then left alone.

Although there are no coalition government agents to stop them for the time being, the feeling now is somewhat similar to the feeling of criminals voluntarily surrendering themselves.

"Heavy Artillery" looked back at Dr. Bai Zhu and her assistant.

The assistant looked pale, while Dr. Bai Zhu frowned, as if he was experiencing some great pain in his sleep.

This is the sequelae of the "Deep Web" chip.

Sneaking into the depths of the online world and even obtaining the most confidential information of the coalition government, the price required can be imagined.

There are also hackers in their team. "Heavy Artillery" still remembers that one time because the middleman gave wrong information, their hacker was blocked by the network supervisor when he hacked into the system. He was obviously lying in the water filled with ice cubes, his body The temperature was so hot that it melted ice cubes.

Dr. Bai Zhu needs to rest and even need to go to a good prosthetic hospital for treatment.

Then the problem comes again.

If they left District 17, where could they go now?

The Sixth Country will definitely not be able to go back. Regardless of whether the rebels or the coalition government ultimately win, they should now be conducting censuses in the cities of the Sixth Country.

As for other neutral countries?

As mercenaries, they know that their colleagues are unreliable. Maybe the coalition government has now issued a bounty order for them. After leaving the Sixth Country, other colleagues will betray them for the bounty without hesitation. They don't even need to If the coalition government takes action, it will take them down first.

For the exiles who have left their homes, District 17 seems to have become their only place to go.

Even if what they are facing may be a trap, they must break through it.

"Get your weapons ready and don't take it lightly."

…

In the early morning of this day, the law enforcement department welcomed several uninvited guests. An off-road vehicle that seemed to have come from twenty or thirty years ago drove into the law enforcement compound. The people in the car were fully armed. Before a fight broke out between them and the law enforcement officers, , Lu Xiang received them personally.

The mercenaries and assistants were arranged into a small conference room, and Dr. Bai Zhu was immediately sent to the infirmary for treatment.

To the mercenaries' surprise, the head of the law enforcement department was quite polite to them.

They heard from their supervisor about her past with Counter-Strike - during an operation, she was ambushed by the enemy and almost died. In the end, she tried her best to break out of the siege and was rescued by the man who called himself Counter-Strike. Therefore, I owe the other party a huge favor.

From Lu Xiang's mouth, they learned about a more complete Counter-Strike.

He originally belonged to the regular army of the Sixth Country. Due to an incident, he quit the army and started working as a mercenary. However, he is a quite different kind of mercenary. His personal hobby seems to be to save people in distress. Several also learned that they were not the only ones Counter-Strike had helped.

He traveled to various neutral countries, and his off-road vehicle rescued countless people.

…

"Mr. Counter-Strike, aren't you supposed to be saving people in a neutral country now? Why are you lying down?"

After temporarily settling down the mercenaries, Lu Xiang looked at Song Lan who was lying back on the "salted fish seat" and sighed.

She always felt that Song Lan was getting better and better at picking up people.

First, it was the former executive of Yun Gang Biopharmaceuticals, and now it was Dr. Bai Zhu who was being targeted by the coalition government. These three mercenaries were not fuel-efficient. She believed that it would not be long before the coalition government would issue a reward order for the three of them. .

Of course, the masked Mr. Counter-Strike will certainly not be able to escape his wanted status.

"Retired."

Song Lan stretched out and said, "The car has been given away to others, and the retirement flag has been set up."

From now on, Counter-Strike will live forever in the hearts of neutral country mercenaries as a legend. "By the way, I also brought you a gift."

"what gift?"

"this."

Song Lan took out the chip taken out of Huang Gu's head. As the highest-level mechanical creation of the coalition government, this chip can be described as priceless. It should contain the top secrets of the coalition government.

"Where did the chip come from?"

Lu Xiang held the chip and took a look at it. Whether it was an illusion or not, she always felt that the chip felt sticky and wet.

"Borrowed from Desolate Bones."

Song Lan told the truth.

As the saying goes, if you borrow something, you must repay it. It's not difficult to borrow again. When Huang Gu comes to see them next time, he will return the chip to them.

"puff--!"

This was the first time Song Lan saw Lu Xiang spraying water. The usually calm supervisor was choked by this shocking news and coughed repeatedly.

His cheeks were slightly red and his chest was heaving violently. He had to admit that Lu Xiang's cuteness increased by 30%.

Lu Xiang understood the meaning of "borrow" and also knew the consequences of taking the chip out of Huang Gu's head. She knew that Song Lan did not follow the rules, but snatching the operating system of a six-star rescuer... …

If the coalition government knew about this, the council would have ordered the "nuclear neutralization" of District 17 today.

"You haven't used this chip, have you?"

"No."

Hearing this, Lu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There must be a positioning system here. Once it is reactivated, the coalition government will immediately know the location of the chip."

Song Lan's current behavior is tantamount to brazenly carrying a nuclear warhead back from the "outside world" and giving it to herself as a gift.

But this seemed to explain a problem invisibly, and once again refreshed her understanding of Song Lan.

The chip of Huang Gu fell into his hands, but there was no wound on his body, and even his clothes were intact. Doesn't this mean that Song Lan... is actually stronger than the six-star savior of the coalition government? How much?

In her past knowledge, six-star rescuers were already equivalent to invincible existences.

She put down the chip, moved her chair to the edge of the sofa, held her face in her hands, and stared at Song Lan carefully to study it.

"What are you doing?"

Song Lan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Lu Xiang. The familiar faint smell of mint from the other party entered his nose. Lu Xiang lowered his head, and his face was almost touching his.

"I'm researching whether you are human or not."

Lu Xiang said seriously.

"What's the need to say? The goods are genuine and fair!"

Song Lan said, "And not a single prosthetic body has been transplanted. It is 100% original and pure human."

Compared with prosthetic implanters like Desolate Bones, whose proportion is probably less than 1% of the human population, they are indeed two different species.

You know, in 2166, there are not many original pure humans left.

Even ordinary citizens have more or less transplanted some daily-use prostheses because they are really convenient in daily life.

Lu Xiang didn't answer, his eyes were full of inquiry.

Judging from her actual experience, Song Lan did not lie, but this 100% original pure human has done things that no human can accomplish over and over again.

But then, she found another argument that proved that Song Lan was an original human.

Her eyebrows wrinkled.

"You smell, go take a shower!"