Outside the department store.
The inspectors were responsible for dispersing the crowd to prevent people from lingering and watching the spectacle, which could disrupt traffic.
Some professionals, carrying equipment and with serious expressions, continued searching, testing, and investigating inside the department store to see if any further explosions had occurred.
Others are responsible for rescuing the people trapped inside.
Each person had a clear division of labor and was doing what they were supposed to do.
Inside a bomb-proof vehicle that had been modified to be highly secure, the perpetrators who had caused the earlier incident sat in specially designed shackles.
They looked dejected and haggard, a stark contrast to their previous high spirits, arrogance, and self-importance.
They were dejected. Not only was there nothing they could do, but they also didn't get the money and their men had been arrested.
Although the identity of the expert who defeated them is unknown, with their combined strength of Ming Jin, they should have been able to roam freely in the secular world.
Even if hidden strength appears, they can still compete.
But compared to that person, they felt the frustration that ordinary people experience when facing a superman.
If the other party hadn't been unwilling to kill them, they would probably be dead by now.
But waking up wasn't easy either, as there were people in the supervisory bureau who could be easily subdued.
I initially thought they were just a group of ordinary people, with slightly stronger traits than ordinary people, but once they faced each other, the sense of defeat against superhumans returned.
This time, however, they saw clearly who had defeated them.
They were two women, very beautiful women.
What's even more frightening is that the opponent only had one person making a move.
With a casual gesture, they shattered their self-esteem.
A sense of bewilderment and confusion: how could the world have changed so drastically all of a sudden?
The explosion-proof vehicle looked in one direction.
The captain in charge of the matter stood with two women on the edge of the road, his face serious.
Just as the captain was about to salute, one of the other men shook his head slightly.
The captain immediately understood that the other party was from a special department and did not want to be too high-profile.
"Sir, is there anything else we need to handle?"
The captain asked, after all, this matter was too sudden, too strange, and had many problems.
Despite his low rank, he understands a lot of things.
Otherwise, why would special departments have come as well?
Moreover, the captain had witnessed the battle between the two leaders and the group of thugs.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't have lasted even one move.
That's terrifying.
"No need. We will handle the rest secretly. You just need to continue to appease them and suppress and restore things here. Just do what you were supposed to do before."
"Yes, sir, I understand."
"Um."
After a few simple words, the captain personally watched the two people get into the car before his tense expression relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although these two leaders looked rather delicate, they exuded a strong and imposing aura, making one involuntarily nervous when standing in front of them.
Now that I'm gone, even breathing feels easier.
"Captain, who are they? Why are we handing over such an important prisoner to them?"
After the captain left, a team member who knew him well approached him and asked curiously, "Now that the prisoners have been taken away, are the rest of the matters no longer our concern? What if we get blamed by the higher-ups?"
"Are you a walking encyclopedia of questions? You have so many questions!"
Facing his teammate, the captain was no longer as obedient as before. He flicked the other's forehead with his hand, causing a cry of pain.
The captain didn't care whether the beating really hurt or not, and directly scolded, "Have you been by my side for a long time? Why haven't you improved at all? Is this something you need to worry about? Also, stop gossiping. This matter is no longer under our jurisdiction, nor can we handle it. We should pretend that nothing happened."
"Oh, so what should we do now?"
Seeing their captain lose his temper, the team members didn't dare to provoke him and quickly agreed.
The captain shook his head helplessly, wanting to say something more, but seeing this, he was too lazy to continue and simply arranged the previous instructions to continue handling the finishing work.
[...]
On the other side.
On the bus.
The two women, previously addressed as "Chief" by the captain, were driving; one of them remained calm.
The other person sat in the passenger seat, head slightly lowered, looking at the information on their phone.
We don't have much intelligence yet, since the incident only happened recently.
In addition, although these thugs were all martial artists, their strength was weak, and they did not usually pay much attention to them.
If this hadn't happened so suddenly, these people probably wouldn't have been worth their responsibility.
The woman in the passenger seat glanced at the criminals' information and found that their records in China were blank, with no trace of them. The only thing they could find was that these people initially appeared abroad, working as mercenaries.
Seeing this, the woman didn't show much emotion.
Although it is said that it is a degrading thing for a martial artist to become a mercenary, and it is also a thing to bully others.
But everyone is doing better; that's their choice, and no one has the right to decide their choice.
After quickly glancing at the information, the woman flipped to a video.
The video footage of the department store, which had just been captured by surveillance cameras, has now been taken away by them.
This is evidence, but it's also confidential.
There is a treaty between the secular world and martial artists: martial artists cannot abuse their power in public or harm others.
Otherwise, at best they will never be able to step into the secular world again, and at worst they will be imprisoned.
The verdict against them has not yet been handed down, but it cannot be too lenient, after all, someone has just died.
The woman watched the video intently, and the scene from before appeared in the video.
She saw the panic on everyone's faces, and she also saw the thugs' disdainful sneers, treating human lives as worthless as ants, killing them at will.
They also witnessed Jiang Shiyu jumping from the sixth floor after trying to save them but receiving no thanks in return.
When she saw Jiang Shiyu jump down, the woman shook her head slightly.
There was pity in it.
Although this matter might be related to Jiang Shiyu, after investigation, the woman learned everything about Jiang Shiyu.
She couldn't understand why such a simple girl, who didn't interact with the outside world and was immersed in her own world, would suffer such a fate. Was it just because her surname was Jiang?
The woman also had her own guesses, after all, it was not something that ordinary forces could do to keep the official forces in Yan Province from making a move for half an hour.
Currently, only two entities in Yan Province are capable of doing this.
One is the Jiang family, and the other is the Ye family.
As for who it is, it's easy to guess.
It's precisely because it's so easy that it's so difficult to judge.
It's too obvious.
But pity is pity.
There are things that need to be known, and those things need to be known.
The woman watched the video several times along the way.
The black-clad man who suddenly appeared in the scene quickly subdued the thug, and his nonchalant manner drew her great attention.
The other party was moving too fast; it took several slow-motion replays to see it clearly.
Upon seeing the familiar figure, the woman was momentarily stunned.
"So it was him."
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