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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 372: Don't Trust Them_1

November 9, 2166, 02:41.

Obena Lionheart, declared dead after failed resuscitation.

Cause of death: massive internal bleeding and extensive organ damage.

By the time the rescuers arrived upon receiving the news, Obena had already shown no signs of life, and the subsequent life-saving attempts were merely procedural formalities.

Nobody knew why this four-star rescuer chose to climb to the rooftop of the Tesla Technology Building in the dead of night and leap down from it.

However, the Prosthetic Doctor diagnosed some interesting findings.

Before his death, Obena's prosthetic body had suffered widespread failure due to overheating; it was as if he had been set ablaze. It seemed someone had installed some kind of virus into his operating system, but technically, they couldn't figure out how the hacker could have breached the Lionheart Technology's firewall.