Enforcer Manual

Chapter 1167 - 975: Drawing Closer

Chapter 1167: Chapter 975: Drawing CloserWhen people know nothing about something, they’re more prone to believe in their own judgment.

To Lu Xiang, Song Lan had fully exploited this point, blurring everyone’s vision. Just on this account, this Dumb Bird well deserves the title of a fraud ringleader.

Besides the Flight Type characteristic, he should also be given the Evil Type to fully display his cunning.

Just now, Song Lan had used the "trickery" skill again.

And all the deviation began with their thinking on the premise of "I can defeat Song Lan."

Whether it was the past High Prosecutor Dominas or the survivor from the upper world they had yet to meet, they all harbored such firm beliefs.

But from the information Lu Xiang currently holds, this premise is most likely incorrect from the start.

Therefore, even the most meticulous plan would ultimately lead to an erroneous outcome.

"You’ve also used Qi He and others as bait."

Once Lu Xiang followed this train of thought, she noticed many terrifying details.

Song Lan repeatedly expressed his hopes for his fellow countrymen to walk on the "right" path, but the key is, how could he convince the others that they’ve found a loophole and dedicate a long time re

Endless suspicion is a poison that destroys romantic relationships, and she should focus on things that truly deserve attention, for instance, this still-playing-innocent Dumb Bird.

To explain Lu Xiang’s upcoming plan in simpler terms, she was about to bite.

"Hey, Doraemon A Xiang, why are you biting—"

As her lips launched an attack, Song Lan’s words got pushed back, and Lu Xiang seized the moment he was dazed to flip over, pressing down on him, shoving all grievances back.

The long night.

At this very moment, a micro-robot lurking quietly into the room suddenly received a withdrawal command, turning back halfway before it fully exited the window, while Angle Saffire, who was still in the lobby, slipped and fell from the sofa onto the hotel’s cold marble floor.

His face flushed; he hastily turned off the scene transmitted by the micro-robot.

Hearing the commotion, the hotel’s bionic receptionist miss approached with concern, supporting his shoulder and asking, "Mr. Angle, are you alright?"

"Ah, I’m fine; I was just distracted."

Through the micro-robot, he had witnessed the entire process of Lu Xiang’s animalistic behavior and felt as though an invisible force kicked him.