After drawing cards, the evil god became my source of吐槽 (tu cao, a form of humorous commentary/criti

Chapter 132 Attack
The two guessed correctly.

When An Jing received the mission notification, she hardly hesitated. She simply packed a few essential items, tossed her backpack aside, and went straight downstairs.

The atmosphere in the research department has been suffocatingly tense lately; the entire building feels like a machine running at its limit.

Footsteps echoed hurriedly down the corridor as researchers rushed about, their coats billowing in the wind. Folders slammed shut and were shoved into someone else's arms, data boards were passed back and forth between offices, the bright light from the screens illuminating the pale yet resolute faces of everyone present.

Even in the elevator, people were glued to their laptops, typing furiously, their brows furrowed, as if afraid to miss a single second. The air was thick with the mixed scent of coffee and disinfectant, a testament to the fact that no one here dared to relax for even a moment.

There isn't enough manpower, and there's no time to train new people.

The research department practically wanted to use every single agent they had, splitting them into several pieces.

So An Jing didn't ask any more questions. She knew very well that as long as there was spare power, they wouldn't arrange anything for her, so she had to set off on her own.

The car was parked outside the building early.

When An Jing opened the car door, she was slightly taken aback when she saw the person in the driver's seat.

He was a young researcher, who looked to be no more than twenty-three or twenty-four years old. He wore narrow-rimmed glasses, had a scholarly air about him, and looked somewhat naive.

Her hair still retained a touch of childishness, and her overall demeanor was more like that of a scholar buried in a laboratory than someone who would appear in such a setting.

An Jing knew almost everything about the staff in the research department. She knew who the detectives were and who the researchers were, and they all looked familiar to her.

She hadn't seen the person in front of her many times, but she was certain she had seen him before; he was a researcher.

She couldn't help but chuckle, saying half-jokingly, "How could I trouble a researcher to be my driver?"

The young researcher was taken aback at first, seemingly not expecting her to strike up a conversation. Then, a shy yet respectful smile appeared on his face.

"Please don't tease me, Agent An." His voice was slightly nervous, but his sincerity was undeniable.

"Everyone in the research department is incredibly busy right now. As a newcomer, I haven't been assigned any key tasks yet, but the department head asked me to pick you up and take you to the airport. It's a learning experience for me to see you off as well. Have a safe trip!"

An Jing leaned back in the passenger seat, gently raised her chin, and said in a lazy tone with a hint of teasing, "Then I hope your career goes well too."

The words were soft, yet they seemed to convey a unique sense of recognition and encouragement from An Jing.

The young researcher was amused and a little embarrassed, nodding cautiously.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, driving steadily at a moderate speed, carefully controlling each turn as if afraid of making the slightest mistake.

The atmosphere was surprisingly relaxed throughout the journey.

The researcher would speak to her from time to time, his tone filled with undisguised admiration.

"Detective An, it's truly admirable that you've reached the position of deputy leader at such a young age."

An Jing simply shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said calmly, "That's just what the job requires; there's nothing to admire about it."

The researcher became more and more engrossed in his speech, his eyes sparkling with excitement: "But that's also a testament to skill! In less than half a year, you've entered and exited the mysterious magnetic field so many times. Just for that alone, you're already a minor legend. In the entire research department, there are only a handful of agents with such a record."

An Jing listened quietly without responding.

I never imagined I'd have such a legendary story.

To others, she may be a legend or a hero, but to her own eyes, every time she enters the mysterious magnetic field, it feels like walking on the edge of a knife.

If she is not careful, she could become just another cold, insignificant part of the statistics.

Origin, cards, mental power... these are her trump cards, and also her secrets. The research department keeps them completely hidden from the outside world; no one knows.

Therefore, she wasn't proud of it. She simply walked out of it calmly time and time again, that's all.

As the car drove onto a secluded road, the last rays of the setting sun were spilling across the horizon.

The setting sun painted half the sky crimson, casting long, elongated shadows of distant skyscrapers like indifferent giants looming overhead. Low grasses swayed in the wind on either side of the road, so silent you could almost hear their breathing. At this very moment...

"boom--!"

At the corner, a huge truck suddenly rushed out!

It seemed to appear out of nowhere, its massive body almost obscuring half of their view. The black front of the car resembled an enraged beast, hurtling straight toward their black sedan.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze completely.

"Oops!"

The young researcher's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he screamed. His fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he frantically turned the wheel, veins bulging on his forehead. The wheels screeched against the ground, and the smell of rubber and scorching heat filled the air.

"Crack!"

The car veered out of control and veered sharply toward the roadside.

An Jing's body jolted violently, and the scene before his eyes spun around him!

With a deafening roar, the black car overturned heavily to its side, rolling across the grass, the sound of metal scraping against the ground tearing at our ears. The glass shattered instantly, sharp shards flying everywhere.

"Bang-bang-!"

The car rolled and slammed against the ground repeatedly until it finally came to a stop, leaving only silence. The air was thick with the smell of gasoline and burning.

An Jing's chest was pressed tightly against the airbag, making it difficult for him to breathe.

But her first reaction was not to panic, but to calmly check herself. Apart from the bruises from the seatbelt and a slight jolt, she was fine.

She raised her hand and struggled to turn her head to look at the researcher, but her mental energy had already probed him first.

The chilling power spread out like flowing water, making the life status of the person in the driver's seat crystal clear.

died.

The neck bones were completely broken, and the body instantly lost all life. Death was swift, yet extremely painful.

He's only twenty-three, and he just graduated not long ago.

An Jing's eyes suddenly darkened. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but she forcefully suppressed her emotions.

outside the car.

The sound of rustling footsteps came from the bushes. Several figures slowly approached, their voices extremely low.

"Tsk, are they all dead?"

A man muttered to himself, his tone hesitant.

"How could that be?" another sneered, his voice hoarse. "That little girl is no match for you. Don't forget, she's no ordinary person."

The third voice was impatient and cold: "Enough talk, confirm it. If the target is still alive, take him away immediately. Don't cause any trouble."

The footsteps grew closer, the sound of crunching leaves jarring in the silence. A oppressive and dangerous atmosphere filled the air, like a hunter closing in on its prey.

An Jing sat in the overturned car, her eyes flashing slightly cold in the darkness. Emotions churned within her eyes, like dark currents rising in the deep sea.

Sure enough, it came.

Her fingertips curled slightly, and her breathing was as steady as ice.

(End of this chapter)