Enforcer's Handbook

After Frantin and Yue Ji left, the ward was quiet for a while, and then...

For some reason, the air was suddenly filled with happiness.

You... hahahaha, you actually sent the eldest son of the Munch family to the hospital. If you spread this matter, you will definitely become famous all over the world!

Jasmine couldn't bear it anymore. She supported the chair with one hand and covered her waist with the other. She laughed so hard, You know, that young master suspected that you had mixed gunpowder in the food and put his ass on it. It’s lit!”

It turns out laughter is contagious.

Song Lan, the culprit, tried his best to remain calm, but Ye Lu on his shoulder was inspired by the atmosphere and laughed so hard that his wings trembled, Young master, you are so mean, your butt will catch fire after eating such a tiny bit of spicy food. Got it!

Faced with this situation, Song Lan could only lament that he was someone outside the Iris Consortium, and laughed at the young master for being so stubborn.

I really didn't mean it.

I believe it, I believe it.

Jasmine patted Song Lan on the shoulder and said, But I can't guarantee whether the eldest son of the Munch family will believe you or not, so you stay here with me for a few days in peace and contentment, and wait for his butt... to pass. Now, you go back.

Based on her understanding of the nobles of the consortium, this kind of humiliation was no less than actually cutting them with a knife.

But I have to help the madam and the eldest lady prepare lunch today at noon.

It's okay, I can go with you.

Jasmine said, As long as I'm here, those knights shouldn't be able to hurt you. And don't worry, even if you are unfortunately seriously injured, I can heal you as long as you are here to breathe.

What about the head maid? How is her injury?

Why, you care about her so much, do you like her?

Jasmine asked smoothly.

This may be the least presumptuous among the six-star rescuers. Whenever you chat with her, it's like talking to a friend.

How could it be? She helped me a lot, and she was attacked not long after she said goodbye to me...

You don't have to blame yourself, maybe she did it willingly.

Why?

Because here, except for Yue Ji, no one can make the maid suffer such a serious injury without causing the slightest commotion. At this point, Jasmine couldn't help but sigh, The relationships within the consortium are better than you think. It’s much more complicated, in fact she woke up half an hour ago but remained silent and did not reveal any information about the attacker’s identity.”

I understand, I want to visit her, is that okay?

This requires her consent. I can ask her for you, but...

Jasmine paused for a long time, and finally shook her head helplessly, No, it's nothing. Do you want me to bring you anything?

No, I just want to express my condolences.

Jasmine readily agreed to Song Lan's request. She asked Song Lan to stay where she was and wait for her to come back.

She only went in for less than two minutes when she came back with bad news.

Unfortunately, the head maid doesn't want to see anyone right now.

It doesn't matter, as long as she can recover as soon as possible. There will be a lot of time in the future, and there will be plenty of opportunities to meet her.

Jasmine deliberately paused for a long time, observing Song Lan's expression. After he spoke, she added, But she accepted your kindness, and she also made a small request to you. She is a little hungry now. If you are willing, You can prepare some food for her, and...I've been busy all night and haven't eaten anything. Seeing that I helped you, do you want to bribe me?

no problem.

Ye Lu has been silently listening to the conversation between Song Lan and Jasmine.

The scene that happened today had a great impact on her young mind.

Song Lan used practical actions to demonstrate to her what it means to be a real conspirator.

Not only did he take revenge on the lord who disturbed Qingming, but he also completely cleared himself of suspicion. His real-name report moved Yue Ji, making the chief knight their protective umbrella. He also took this opportunity to easily reach Their first goal of sneaking into the castle was to find Jasmine.

He didn't need to hide in the castle at all, but was brought to Jasmine by Yue Ji in a big way!

Her sparkling eyes were filled with infinite admiration.

He is worthy of being the strategist of the insect swarm. Even without the need for force, he can control the entire consortium at his fingertips!

In comparison, her plot to poison the Scarlet Lord and the Capello family was simply full of loopholes.

As expected of you!

Ye Heron said something adoringly.

That's right, as expected of me.

Song Lan accepted Ye Lu's praise with peace of mind. Things were progressing smoothly beyond his imagination. He proved one thing with practical actions - as long as you are lucky enough, everyone can become a conspirator.

But now, he needs to prepare a satisfying breakfast for Jasmine and the head maid like a real chef.

Yesterday, after Master Frantin and his cronies cleaned up the kitchen, there were only some leftovers, but this would not trouble a real chef at all.

Turning waste into treasure is an essential skill for a chef.

As Jasmine watched the whole process with great interest, a bowl of hot pot noodles was brought to her.

Jasmine was not polite to Song Lan and just enjoyed the bribe that was offered to her.

She always believed that being kind to others would bring good luck to her.

The sky outside the window has turned fish belly white.

Under the warm lights, Jasmine sat at the table, bathing in the fragrance and heat emanating from the food. This extremely warm scene was watched from a distance by δ.

δ's heart was filled with sadness.

Although she didn't know why Song Lan was pretending to be like this, there was no doubt that the simple Jasmine fell into the trap of the big devil again - the destruction of the Morgo family fully proved one thing, Song Lan still It was the rumored devil who just told the other party the name of Feren Morgo, which caused the entire Morgo family and the Sea and Land Energy Company building to completely disappear from human civilization.

The arrival of the devil can only bring disaster, and δ believes that disaster will befall the Iris Consortium sooner or later.

Just watch it if you don’t believe it.

This castle, which had been standing since the Third War, these buildings that represented the glory of the nobility, would sooner or later be burned down by the fire of hell, but Jasmine, who was bewitched by the devil, still knew nothing about it.

Then, δ was shocked all over.

She felt a familiar psychic energy surround her.

The devil called him again.

——This afternoon, a friend came to see me on the top floor of the Consortium Hospital.

And it immediately responded to Song Lan.

——Good friends, see you tonight!

Small Theater One Hundred and Three:

Thursday, a certain day of a certain year, a certain day, in the morning.

Song Lan, besides cooking, do you think there is any other way to quickly promote the relationship between lovers?

After a series of observations, Lu Xiang gave up his plan to train Hannah to be a chef.

But she felt that she had to do something for this few friends.

I've researched a lot of interest courses recently, but I don't think there's anything particularly suitable for her.

Hannah is an employee of the Bureau of Anomaly Investigation.

This is a department that deals with the most bizarre cases in the world every day. Their daily lives have no interest at all.

I think you are actually overcomplicating things.

In his opinion, Hannah has some unique advantages.

How to say?

If Hannah just wants to make the other person happy, it's actually very simple. She can order a nano-tight combat suit from a biopharmaceutical company.

Is this useful?

Lu Xiang immediately looked suspiciously.

Believe me, no one can refuse the nano tight suit.

What color do you like?

White.

The blurted answer caused the atmosphere in the office to fall into an eerie silence.

Song Lan's eyes darkened.

Lu Xiang was worthy of being the head of the counter-intelligence department, and he could always throw him a soul question in an unexpected way.

Lao Lu, actually...

Lu Xiang's sharp eyes flashed across Song Lan's guilty face. She interrupted with a sneer, Why didn't you tell me such important news earlier?