Enforcer Manual

Chapter 990 - 896 - : Detective Code

Chapter 990: 896 Chapter: Detective Code"Hades" was the most mysterious among the many leaders of the Rebel Army, and Song Lan had been deeply impressed by the portrait on the wanted poster since the time in District Seventeen.

Until now, the photo provided in "Hades"’s bounty notice remained a question mark AI-generated image, just like those who couldn’t be bothered to choose an avatar when registering for a forum.

He had originally thought that the Rebel Army leader’s main occupation was hacking, powerful enough to breach the United Government’s database, but Lu Xiang said that the main reason for being unable to confirm "Hades"’s likeness was that every witness provided a different description, sometimes a man, sometimes a woman.

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"Right, you better be quick about it."

Song Lan nodded. With someone else willing to be the enforcer, he was naturally happy to take it easy.

But in his opinion, "Nothingness" worked in a way that was not quite efficient. Shooting the scar-faced man’s knee and using him as a hostage to be dragged up to the second floor of the inn was unnecessary. The longer the front line was drawn out, the more likely that unnecessary risks would occur, which was against his principles of operation.

"What do you mean?"

"When you decide to act, you have to follow the principle of being swift, accurate, and ruthless, and don’t leave behind too many witnesses."

The room fell silent.

"My friend..."

After some time, "Nothingness" questioned doubtfully, "Are you sure you’re a famous detective?"

In the past few days of their acquaintance, he hadn’t seen any traits of a famous detective in Song Lan, but rather, he fit perfectly with the image of a serial killer.

In terms of killing without batting an eye, Song Lan could rival even the core members of the Brotherhood.

"Let’s go."

Song Lan avoided the question, put on his suit jacket, and took the lead towards the door.

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

Meanwhile, at the Jingshi Casino.

After a brief handover process, the Brotherhood’s bodyguard picked up the iron chain of the young man’s handcuffs, dragging him towards the interior of the casino.

The gamblers inside the casino were no longer surprised by such scenes: everyone knew this was the Brotherhood’s territory. Unlike other criminal organizations, they didn’t need to hide in the Oasis, living like rats crossing the street. After their defeat in the suppression wars, their influence had long since permeated the Oasis government, making them legitimate criminals in this domain.

Seeing the casino manager coming out to inquire, quite a few gamblers waved at him and cast schadenfreude glances at the young man.

Though they didn’t know how the youth had angered the Brotherhood, most of those who were brought into the casino’s backroom in such a manner usually ended up as the missing people of the Oasis.

The backroom was a popular term among the gamblers. It was said to be filled with various torture devices, specifically to deal with those who cheated or stole in the casino.

When people heard they were being taken to the backroom, they often got so scared they wet their pants.

But the young man seemed composed, did not show any awareness of being a defeated prisoner, and instead looked around inquisitively at the lavishly decorated casino.

"You’ve caused us a lot of trouble. By the rules, I should break your knees first and then take both of your pinkies," the bodyguard said.