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Enforcer Manual

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. The specter of unemployment looms large... The count of missing individuals steadily climbs... A relentless tide of fugitives... As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet. And I, unfortunately, have become one. (Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

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Chapter 188: Factional Struggles _1

Back at the hotel, Song Lan first leisurely washed off with a hot shower, cleaning up her hair that had stuck together like straw on her head.

With that hairstyle out in the open, she seriously suspected that if she headbutted anyone, she could poke several bloody holes in them.

"Boss, I've never seen you make up before, I didn't know you had this hidden skill."

When she emerged in her bathrobe, Song Lan praised Lu Xiang. A significant reason why their meeting went so smoothly was due to the effect of her makeup. The Minister of Internal Affairs seemed to take him for a Spiritually awakened ghost, seeking revenge.

It is not surprising. Even when Song Lan looked in the mirror, she felt she looked like a ghost.

"I learned it when I was in school."

Lu Xiang didn't feel happy at Song Lan's compliment, instead keeping her lips sealed, implying an unspeakable secret.

"You also learned about make-up?"