Enforcer Manual

Chapter 41: Professional Assassin and Human Trafficker_1

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Professional Assassin and Human Trafficker_1Song Lan couldn’t help but admire the technology of 2166 and the new phone he bought for the little boy. These allowed him to catch the final conversation between them and understand the full context of the situation.

The Foster family was

Once his spiritual energy is tainted by impurities, regardless of whether it’s the Law Enforcers, a professional killer, or even Dominas himself, she would personally get rid of the impurity.

She slowly raised her hands, stretched them out, and formed a picture frame with her thumbs and index fingers, locking Song Lan firmly within this symbolic "frame."

"Dorago Safron, so that’s my name."

Song Lan’s response left Phine momentarily stunned.

Did the assassin hired by the Foster family have amnesia? He didn’t even remember his own name.

Under her surprised gaze, Song Lan started speaking, "I heard about you. Last night at the Polar Star Bar, because of a disagreement with a guest, you killed everyone in the bar, leaving no survivors."

"It wasn’t just because of the dispute, I had always intended to kill everyone."

Phine licked her lips, she had thoroughly enjoyed what transpired at the bar, "Only by doing this could the news spread quickly. That way, no matter where the child is hiding, he would know that his sister is looking for him right away."

"Actually, I should thank you. Your arrival gave me an idea for a plan, which relates to whether I can retire honorably - you see, my instructions were also to find this child. So, it’s reasonable to encounter you during the execution of my mission, and based on your tactics, you probably wouldn’t spare anyone who tried to snatch the ’goods’ from you."

"Oh? You seem to know me well. However, I’m not entirely heartless. As long as you clarify your identity, and we clear up this misunderstanding, letting you go isn’t out of the question..."

At this point, Phine suddenly changed her tone without hiding her murderous intent, "Of course, I was referring to the general scenario. Now, you’ve done something unnecessary, you are a professional killer yet you made this child feel hope."

As long as there is still hope, this child’s powers cannot be used completely for her.

In the strictest sense, they have a companion relationship, but what she needs is a companion who never thinks of betrayal and is 100% loyal to her.

Hope is always the breeding ground for betrayal.

"Then there’s no problem. Even if I die at your hands, the Foster family wouldn’t suspect anything. After all, no one knows your background better than them ... Phine Arnhem, up to now three primary rescuers and two secondary rescuers have died at your hands."

Hmm?

Song Lan’s words made Phine frown.

She had thought that he would fight to the death, but why did his words sound like he was ready to die?

"As long as I die at your hands, all troubles come to an end, and my life can return to its usual peaceful rhythm."

Phine Arnhem, meets all the criteria for a scapegoat he had imagined.

At this moment, it’s also a perfect opportunity for him to return to a peaceful life.

"But, what I was talking about was the general case."

Song Lan’s face turned cold.

Phine clearly saw that Song Lan, who was locked in the "frame", was walking straight towards her.

Without reason, a strong sense of crisis surged in her heart.

This man is not Dorago Safron!

But why is he dressed like Dorago, and where is the real Dorago?

"When I arrived, I happened to hear your conversation, which made me realize that there’s a huge flaw in my plan..."

"Turn into a pile of flesh for me!"

Phine Arnhem didn’t continue her thoughts any further and wouldn’t give Song Lan a chance to get close to her. She gritted her teeth and activated her powers instantly.

The objects in the "frame" were immediately compressed by an amazing force, even the street light behind Song Lan couldn’t avoid the damage.

Before this, even when she encountered secondary rescuers, she never felt such an urgent desire to destroy her opponent. She preferred a slower process, letting the other party watch their body being gradually squeezed.

Phine was eager to find a body that had been crushed into a lump of flesh in the "frame." Only this could make her feel at ease.

However, at this moment, there was no one in the "frame."

And that voice had already reached behind her from tens of meters away.

"How could a professional killer like me die at the hands of a child trafficker like you?"

...

The whole street quieted down, as if time had frozen in place.

The boy looked up, staring blankly at the withdrawn right arm from Phine’s body. Her body, now without any support, fell forward with a dull "thud".

Falling down with her seemed to be the fear that had been pressing on his heart for years.

"Little Devil, didn’t you say you wanted to repay me?"

Song Lan glanced at the time.

May 11, 2166, 11:28.

"Then, I’ll give you a real chance."