Taogu

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.)

Enforcer Manual

According to the doctors at Rainforest Prosthesis Hospital, the patient's mood was extremely unstable.


As long as he was awake, he would curse at everyone around him. They had wanted to kick him out several times, but he just clung to his hospital bed and wouldn't leave. Since the Law Enforcers' department had previously investigated the case, they didn't dare to forcefully remove him.


The word in the circles was that a few days ago, the head of the Law Enforcers department personally took down a clinic cooperating with the Log Bar. From the owner and doctors to those involved in selling the removed prosthetics of the deceased, not one escaped. They were all sent to report to a remote suburban prison.


It was said that on the very night they entered prison, they were all sent to the intensive care unit.


Illicitly trading the deceased's prosthetics was bound to offend some figures in the underworld, and the majority in the remote suburban prison were gang members.


Chapter 294: One Matchstick for a Wish_1