Enforcer's Handbook

"Archiving" is a magical ability.

This means that no one else except Song Lan knows what happened in the last archived world, or even Song Lan himself doesn't know.

The memory gap caused by time regression is unavoidable. According to the theory she summarized, Song Lan can only see reflections from the past when she is in the same position as before the time regression occurred.

But Song Lan is a person who will never go out if he can stay at home. He doesn't need to put on makeup during Halloween and can directly attend parties. God knows how many lost memories he has missed.

However, Lu Xiang thought about it and realized that forgetting some things might not be a bad thing.

She walked to the nurse's desk and flipped through the physical examination report on it.

The cover of the report was extremely strange. Only half of the page had text written on it, and some of the text was cut off in the middle. When you turned the first page, the content inside was, as expected, completely blank.

"Look at the nurse over there."

"Emperor" refers to the nurse sitting in front of the nurse's desk. He looks to be about thirty years old, with short hair and delicate features. Facing the vague figure in front of the nurse's desk, he shows a gentle and approachable smile.

She stood out among the figures with blurred features, but like everyone else, she was not aware of the presence of these uninvited guests, nor did she stop Lu Xiang from flipping through the physical examination manual.

“Human beings can remember a lot more than they think they do.”

Lu Xiang put down the medical examination report, "Those memories that you thought you had forgotten have actually always stayed somewhere in your mind - this is what I read in a book called "Deep Memory". "

The obliterated text on the physical examination report was because the person passing by the nurse's desk only saw these. It was even more impossible for him to know the specific contents of the physical examination report. And what reason was there for him to stop before passing by the nurse's desk? I stopped walking and remembered the smiling nurse.

The devil is in the details.

Lu Xiang was standing next to the two of them, and the nurse was talking to the two excited family members in front of the nurse's desk.

The news delivered by the nurse was undoubtedly bad news. A moment later, the female member of the patient's family covered her head in pain and despair, and fell to the ground helplessly.

At this moment, time went back several years ago, when the Dark Ages had just ended.

An unprecedented and strange disease has enveloped the coalition government.

Lu Xiang retrieved the related records from the "Sea of ​​Souls", and she suddenly believed that everything they were experiencing at this moment was really caused by fate.

Benjamin Abele, the leader of the "Ghost Watchers", also came here.

He played an extremely important role in that era. He used people's fear of strange diseases to win over people's hearts and launched a vigorous "witch-hunting campaign" using methods that were close to intimidation.

"The patient's mental state is extremely unstable, very similar to addiction to illegal drugs. Coupled with his status as a psychic, the disease often leads to extremely bad cases. Benjamin Abele took this as an opportunity. People who promote psychic abilities are the embodiment of evil and their presence brings misfortune to those around them.”

The successive vicious cases made people believe in the theory put forward by Benjamin Abel, and more and more people spontaneously joined the group of wakemen. During this period, Benjamin wrote his experience of hunting psychics into a theoretical work.

"How to Kill a Psychic" was the best-selling book of that period.

The "witch hunting movement" has always been full of extremes and fanaticism.

At first, they targeted those with psychic abilities who had committed crimes. The Bureau of Abnormal Case Investigations had previously sentenced these prisoners to death, but soon they were no longer satisfied with this. They turned their attention to all psychics, and later, Anyone suspected of possessing psychic talents would be lynched and assassinated.

"Won't they resist?"

RT6 had been paying attention to the movements on the other side during the escort, and she couldn't help but ask through the "Emperor"'s sound transmission device.

"Although there was indeed corresponding resistance, and some psychics also formed a small group to fight against the guardians, in the end the number of people was very different, and the disease put their spirits in an extremely unstable state, which led to them being eventually killed one by one by the guardians. Defeat... I have to admit that Benjamin is very successful in dealing with psychics."

Lu Xiang felt that Angre had the best say in this matter.

If compared directly with combat power, ten Benjamins would probably not be his match, but the guardians never followed upright methods - poisoning, blasting, and threatening relatives and friends around them.

This kind of street gangster method is undoubtedly the part that psychics are least good at dealing with.

However, the body of a person with psychic abilities is very weak. Once the spirit guardian takes over, he or she will lose the ability to move at best, or die on the spot at worst.

"Historically, that period was the darkest days for psychics."

Even those who do not suffer from the disease are treated as heretics and are hated and feared by the people around them.

"Most of those killed were people who wanted to solve the problem through peaceful means."

In extraordinary times, kindness often leads to death for them, "and the source of all this can be traced back to you."

Suddenly, the finger was pointed at Song Lan again.

This made Song Lan, who was just thinking about it and just listening to the story, feel that he was suddenly hit by an arrow in the knee. I wonder if it was an illusion, but recently he felt more and more that all the blame would be thrown on him in the end.

"What happened to me?"

"According to the authoritative investigation results of the Psychic Research Institute, the strange disease is more similar to the withdrawal reaction in medicine. After the destruction of the upper world, the psionic people who lost the church and the source of their faith will inevitably have strong such reaction."

Jiu said that this strange disease does not require medical treatment. As long as they are isolated, the symptoms will gradually reduce until they disappear.

"It is worth mentioning that Benjamin Abele was later convicted of this. He was accused of spreading rumors and triggering civil strife in the coalition government and many other crimes."

With Benjamin's arrest, the wake's vigorous "witch hunt" went underground until it finally came to a halt.

"It is indeed the style of the coalition government."

Angre Saffron's cunning and sharp sarcasm came from the other side of the sound transmission device. Since being possessed by "Justice", he has completely transformed from a former agent of the Abnormal Case Investigation Bureau into a staunch coalition government gangster. "When the withdrawal symptoms occurred and the wakers took action, they didn't do anything."

"They actually did a lot."

People always say that the coalition government is always the winner, and this is absolutely true. "During the spread of strange diseases, psychic research institutions and large prosthetic hospitals recruited a large number of psychics under the pretext of treating illnesses."

Compared with the fanatical "witch-hunting movement" launched by Benjamin, the behavior of the psychic research institution is even more terrifying.

Just like what they saw now, most family members of psychics who were admitted to the hospital would eventually receive a death certificate.

They eventually discovered RT1's years of research in Area D of the prison.

It is undoubtedly ahead of everyone on the path of machinery, spirituality, and physicality, and once created a transformation ritual that is highly similar to promotion.

But any experimental results are obtained through countless failed experiments. No one knows where the original experimental "material" of RT1 came from.

"In the end, Benjamin Abele took the blame for the coalition government."

Those unclear parts will become problems left over from history. Ten or twenty years later, they can all be blamed on Benjamin who started the "Witch Hunting Movement".

How many psychics have the wakers killed?

Perhaps even Benjamin Abele himself cannot remember this issue clearly, and all the power of explanation ultimately lies in the hands of the coalition government.

Moving forward along the corridor of the hospital, the details on both sides of the road become more and more full.

There were more and more people who could identify their faces, until they came to the end of the corridor, all they could see were people who could clearly see their faces and identify their identities.

The person surrounded by the crowd is the current manager of the psychic research institution, Jiu.

They could clearly hear everything Jiu said.

He smiled and told all the patients' families not to worry. Ensuring the health of the patients was their first priority. In order to make them recover, the psychic research institution will adopt some more effective treatment methods. The only problem is that these methods exist With some small risks.

Therefore, psychic research institutions need to negotiate with the patient's family and sign an agreement.

After getting approval from the family, they will transfer the patient to a place with more advanced equipment.

With his back to them, the person standing in front of the door of the ward was Qi He.

Behind him stood Gustav and Jingjing. The two of them remained silent in tacit agreement. After seeing Song Lan and others, they only greeted them with their eyes.

The agreement was signed quickly.

Qi He seemed to have a premonition of something, so he was blocked between the medical staff and the door of the ward, but he was destined to be unable to make any changes to his memory - the medical staff passed straight through his body and opened the door of the ward. Pushed the people in the ward out.

The emptiness of memory is fully revealed at this moment.

Even though Qi He instinctively reached out to the person on the hospital bed, he couldn't catch anything.

When the hospital bed was pushed out a certain distance, everything in the distance became blurry and misty again. Everyone remained silent, watching the doctor and the hospital bed disappear at the end of the corridor.

But this incident has never been written down in Guo Qihe's resume.

Foundation records never mention that he had a psionic relative who suffered from the disease.

"That's what the council is asking for."

Qi He's expression looked a little tired, "Due to some unexpected complications, the patient's condition deteriorated rapidly... For research and for the sake of more patients, the psychic research institution hopes to preserve the patient's body. Accordingly, , the committee will not forget their contributions and will give me preferential treatment in my future personal development."

This is where luck comes from.

"While grieving, my father remained rational and made many requests to the Council, including my joining the Foundation in the future... Thinking about it now, he should have controlled some foundations and psychic research institutions at that time. handle."

Anger and sadness cannot bring back the dead, the living must continue on.

Being able to have a lucky life for him may be the best thing among misfortunes.

"The ones leading the treatment at that time were the Psychic Research Institute, Yungang Biopharmaceuticals and Military Technology. Over the years, I have been using my authority to secretly investigate them."

He paused and looked at Song Lan, "Your enemies have been taking action a long time ago."

From the emergence of the strange disease to the end of the vigorous "Witch Hunting Operation", it lasted for nearly three years. Because it was too old, many important records were erased during this period, making it impossible to verify many details at that time.

"I investigated and found that it was not Jiu who promoted this plan at that time. There was someone else above him. The real mastermind is now hidden in a corner of the prison."

Qihe doesn't like to pay attention to the boundaries of time. Its existence is always so terrifying.

For example, three years after this day, Jiu publicly published the research results of the Psychic Research Institute on strange diseases. It has never been an incurable disease that cannot be cured, nor does it have a high fatality rate. This means that between his father and the review, When the agreement is signed, the patients taken away by the psychic research institution are very likely to be alive.

They may still be imagining what it will be like to return home after recovery.

"When you said that, I remembered that when I went to the psychic research institution before, Jiu seemed to treat me as someone else."

He kept saying that he would fulfill his long-cherished wish, which made the atmosphere that afternoon inexplicably become passionate.

But Song Lan always felt that his long-cherished wish could be realized easily.

As the dean of the psychic research institution, Jiu should have accumulated a lot of savings over the past few decades. When the time comes, all he needs to do is make a will... cough.

Out of respect for the elderly, Song Lan did not put forward her own opinions at that time.

He thought thoughtfully, "But I did neglect the withdrawal reaction caused by the church's collapse."

In fact, he has never really experienced the "Witch Hunting Movement". When he returned here, psychics had become one of the scarcest "resources" of the coalition government, and the remaining psychics seemed to have adapted long ago. There is no more life in the upper world and the church.

Now it seems that the scarcity of psychics is closely related to the "witch hunting movement".

Qi He reminded, "In order to deal with you, they should have been fully prepared."

"That's really scary."

Although he said this, Song Lan's expression did not change. His whole body was relaxed and there was no trace of nervousness at all.

Rather than a vigorous duel, he paid more attention to what he saw in front of him.

"If you think about it, you should still be a child at this time, right?"

Qi He was noncommittal, but he didn't know why Song Lan asked.

"If you had it to do over again, would you be able to convince them?"

Song Lan looked at the crowded crowd in front of the ward. Their faces were filled with joy, and they seemed to be sincerely glad that the Psychic Research Institute had taken over this matter.

So, it would be great if people could predict the future.

So that he would happily help count the money after being sold. This scene is really...sad.

"...?"

Qi He seemed to have a premonition of something, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a little light.

"It's not easy to convince people that the director of a psychic research institution is a mad scientist, but if it were you, you might be able to think of a way."

Small theater its three hundred and thirty-eight:

A certain day, a certain year, a certain month, a Saturday, afternoon

In the morning, Lu Xiang published the theory of "curse of ingredients", and then throughout the morning, she enjoyed the lively atmosphere of the food festival.

This is an annual event in District 2. Each restaurant has its own unique methods to build a reputation. Even a penniless commoner can enjoy the dishes carefully cooked by high-end restaurants on the street. Because of this, many restaurants have their own specialties every year. Tourists come here because of its reputation.

As expected of the cruel and cold-blooded Lu Xiang.

For the first time, Song Lan agreed with the evaluation about Lu Xiang spread by "rats" in the "outside world".

But now, he was walking beside Lu Xiang, holding a bag of potatoes in his hand, feeling anxious inside.

The reason was that Ms. Lu Xiang wanted to eat shredded potatoes at night.

Seeing his uneasy look, Lu Xiang swallowed the sweet potato skewers he bought from the street stall in one gulp, letting the last trace of resentment from Tudou disappear. "I've already told you, Tudou only knows how to curse." You, I won’t murder you.”

"It's not about them scolding me now."

Song Lan had never felt that a bag of potatoes was so heavy like today. "But you asked me to murder them."

Lu Xiang consoled him, "Let the ingredients die properly. This is the last comfort the chef can give them."

"at this point……"

Song Lan sighed, "It seems we can only wait until we go back to find a kitchen without witnesses."