Peach Cooldown

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

Counter-Intelligence Department personnel displayed a high level of professionalism, not taking their eyes off the mechanical creature that suddenly appeared in the office, each person continuing with their work without being distracted by the heavy footsteps and shaking floor.


"The instruction from the Review Meeting is to complete the transfer of the high-risk convict, Angle Saffire. The bounty finance department is already prepared."


"Let's set aside the matter of the bounty for now, Minister Lu. You should know that a high-risk convict like Angle Saffire cannot be exchanged merely with money. Capturing him alive came at a great cost."


"Minister Lu seems to be a straightforward person."


Chapter 947: News from an Old Friend_3