Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

The photography studio of the Provincial Public Security Bureau's Anti-Fraud Center.

Under the glaring soft light, Lin Chacha—no, the nine-tailed fox who claimed to be the reincarnation of Su Daji—had a look of utter despair on her face.

Her fiery red cheongsam was confiscated, and in its place she was given a baggy, fluorescent blue vest with the words "Jinghai Anti-Fraud" printed on it.

Nine illusory tails drooped and dragged on the ground, like nine frost-bitten eggplants.

"Keep your expression natural, don't look like a doormat."

Lu Jingyan sat behind the camera, holding the director's microphone and expressionless.

"You're a professional from 'Qingqiu,' and you don't even have this much acting skill?"

Lin Chacha gritted her teeth and forced a smile that looked worse than crying at the camera.

"Officer Lu... could you please remove the 'fraudster' label?"

"Read the script, don't try to bargain with me."

Lu Jingyan didn't even look up, but pointed to the teleprompter next to him.

Lin Chacha took a deep breath, trying her best to project the seductive charm of a vixen, but her voice carried a comical humility.

"Hello everyone, I am... I am Lin Chacha."

She looked at the camera, her eyes slightly red, a genuine expression of being physically influenced by the iron fist of the rule of law.

"I once tried to use the illusions of the nine-tailed fox to deceive the masses, thinking that beauty could supersede the law."

As Lin Chacha spoke, she subconsciously glanced at Lu Jingyan, and her voice trembled slightly.

"But I was wrong. I couldn't even last one round against Officer Lu and his stun gun."

"Therefore, please be more mindful, fellow citizens."

"Even a vixen couldn't fool Officer Lu, so why do you mortals still believe that online romances can lead to true love?"

"Remember, don't listen, don't believe, don't transfer money, have no woman in your heart, and you will naturally be able to resist fraud!"

"Cut! This one's passed."

Lu Jingyan nodded in satisfaction and waved to his officers.

"Edit it a bit, add a creepy filter, and push it across the entire internet."

"Let everyone see that the so-called 'fox spirit' is nothing more than an unofficial laborer in disguise in the face of the modern state apparatus."

Within just one hour of the video being released, the entire Chinese internet was in an uproar.

"Holy crap! Is that a real fox spirit? That tail doesn't look like some cheap CGI effect!"

"Team Leader Lu is too ruthless. Instead of burning the demon she caught, she actually made her out there to sell goods and fight fraud?"

Why do I feel a sudden pang of sadness? Even Daji is wearing a blue vest now, what reason do we have not to work harder?

This move has a very strong contrast, and the effect is simply outrageous.

According to real-time data monitoring, the number of online dating fraud reports targeting men across the province plummeted by 50% in a single day.

After all, whenever someone wants to transfer money, the image of Lin Chacha with a mournful face, warning everyone to "be more careful, mortals," will pop into their minds.

Provincial Department Office.

Lu Jingyan leaned back in his swivel chair, his fingertips lightly tapping on the thick book, "A Preliminary Exploration of the Legal Management of Supernatural Organisms".

"The revival of spiritual energy is not an excuse for lawlessness."

He stared at the rapidly growing archives of mutated creatures on the screen, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as a dry well.

"If wild animals can talk, then give them ID cards; if trees can walk, then treat them as illegally moved buildings."

"The essence of the rules will not change; what changes is the life form of the objects being managed."

Lu Jingyan turned a new page and wrote a line of bold, powerful characters:

[A concept for establishing a comprehensive tax and social security system for non-human intelligent life forms].

Director Chen, who was standing next to him, walked in carrying a thermos. When he saw the words, his hand trembled.

"Xiao Lu, are you... trying to drag gods and monsters into our medical insurance system?"

"Rights and obligations are equal, Director."

Lu Jingyan raised his head, his tone matter-of-fact.

"Since they enjoy our country's infrastructure and spiritual resources, why shouldn't they pay social security?"

"Not only will I pay social security contributions, but I also plan to set up a special training course."

"Make those uneducated monsters study the Criminal Law and Morality and the Rule of Law together."

Before Director Chen could even marvel at Lu Jingyan's train of thought, the office door was suddenly slammed open with a loud bang.

A young police officer scrambled in, his face as pale as if he had just crawled out of a lime kiln.

"Boss! Something terrible has happened! The South City Crematorium... is in chaos!"

The police officer was panting heavily, his eyes filled with a terrifying sense of existential dread.

Lu Jingyan frowned and put down the pen in his hand.

"Tell me slowly, did the incinerator explode, or was the body lost?"

"None of them!"

The officer swallowed hard, his voice sharp as fingernails scraping against glass.

"It was a body that had just been brought in. He... he suddenly jumped off the hearse!"

"Did he jump down and run away?" Lu Jingyan asked coldly.

"He not only ran, he also did a perfect Michael Jackson disco dance in front of everyone!"

The police officer gripped the door frame tightly, almost crying.

"The crematorium owner was terrified, and the dead man started jumping around and yelling loudly."

"He said he was a boiler operator there before he died, and his boss owed him six months' worth of social insurance and housing fund contributions!"

"He said if the boss doesn't pay the outstanding amount in person today, he won't be reincarnated!"

"He even plans to hold a solo concert outside the crematorium, shattering all the urns on the street!"

The air in the office instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The lid of the thermos in Director Chen's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

"A dead man...a dead man demanding unpaid wages?"

Director Chen's eyes widened, his voice trembling.

"How...how should we handle this? Should we involve the Civil Affairs Bureau or the Labor Supervision Department?"

After hearing the report, Lu Jingyan showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he let out a cold laugh.

He casually grabbed the special police badge from the table and deftly fastened it to his shoulder.

"Isn't this perfect?"

Lu Jingyan strode forward, his black tactical boots creating a reassuring rhythm on the wooden floor.

"We should respect and abide by the law while we are alive, and we should pay even more attention to procedural justice after we die."

"They died but refused to be cremated, and then openly danced in a public square, causing trouble?"

"Does he really think that just because he's become a ghost, I won't dare to detain him?"

Lu Jingyan turned around and gave an order to the young police officer who was still in a daze.

"Bring along the high-voltage electromagnetic shielding box, and that newly developed 'spirit restraint device'."

"Zhao Tiezhu, assemble!"

"Let's go to the crematorium and see what this 'Disco God's' employment contract actually looks like!"

As Lu Jingyan walked toward the elevator, he added coldly.

"Since he finds life tiring, then I'll make him understand."

"In Jinghai City, even if you become a ghost, you'll still have to obediently recite the laws!"