Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

The conference room on the top floor of the provincial government building was deathly silent.

The metal fragments scattered on the ground were still stained with warm blood. Liu Changming's body lay across the conference table, his brains and blood spilling all over it.

It took a full half minute before someone reacted, trembling as they pulled out their phone to dial the police station.

"Feed? Hey! This is the Provincial Health Department! Murder! That flying woman killed Deputy Director Liu! Send people here immediately!"

"What? She's already on her way? Hurry! She's headed southwest!"

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man sitting next to the head of the table slumped in his chair, his back completely soaked with cold sweat.

He had just witnessed the woman floating in mid-air like a ghost, raising her hand and stabbing hundreds of holes in Liu Changming's body.

That's not a person.

Those are evil spirits that crawled out of hell to claim lives.

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Temporary Command Center for Response to Abnormal Events in Shanyang City.

Cheng Yanqiu stood in front of a huge electronic screen, staring at the constantly flashing red dots on it, his face as cold as ice.

That's the location of the sighting signal for Li Su.

"Director Cheng, we just received news that Liu Changming, the deputy director of the Provincial Health Department, was murdered in the top-floor conference room."

The subordinate's voice was clearly filled with panic.

"In addition, Zhang Wei, the director of the Provincial Health Department, was also found dead in his villa in the suburbs. His death was the same as that of Fang Zhizhong and Qian Shoucheng, who were crushed to death."

Cheng Yanqiu tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Time interval".

"Liu Changming died at 2:02 PM."

"Zhang Wei died at 2:19 PM."

"There was a seventeen-minute difference."

The operations staff officer next to him quickly reported the data.

Cheng Yanqiu's brows furrowed even more.

The straight-line distance from the provincial government building to Zhang Wei's suburban villa is 26 kilometers.

It only took her seventeen minutes.

This speed exceeds the cruising speed of the vast majority of helicopters.

"Her abilities are still improving."

Cheng Yanqiu's voice was very calm.

"The range of mental perception has been expanded to at least fifty kilometers, and the precision and strength of control have also doubled."

"She had to come into contact with the walls when she demolished the Huike Building."

"Now she can crush Liu Changming's bones directly from across a building."

The operations staff officer's face also darkened.

"Should we continue with our plan?"

"Wouldn't Zhou Zhengde's public ceremony be too dangerous?"

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head.

"We must continue."

"Her current path to revenge is very clear: from Huike shareholders to the Municipal Health Bureau, then to the Provincial Health Department, and her next target will definitely be Zhou Zhengde."

"Only Zhou Zhengde can lure her out."

She raised her hand and pointed to the Shanyang City Municipal Square on the electronic screen.

"Zhou Zhengde will attend the groundbreaking ceremony for the new municipal maternal and child health hospital at 9:00 a.m. the day after tomorrow."

"Three layers of defense were set up around the square in advance."

"The first layer is the security team, equipped with rubber bullets and riot shields."

"The second layer consists of the Sharp Blade Squad, equipped with nerve suppression grenades and mental interference devices."

"Snipers will be stationed on the third floor, positioned at the high points of the three surrounding high-rise buildings, all equipped with armor-piercing incendiary rounds."

"In addition, notify the Air Force to deploy two armed helicopters to stand by at a suburban airport, ready to provide support at any time."

The operations staff officer was taken aback.

"Director Cheng, didn't the higher-ups say to prioritize capturing them alive?"

"Prioritizing capture alive does not mean there are no bottom lines."

Cheng Yanqiu's gaze fell on the red dot jumping on the electronic screen.

"If she really gets out of control, kill her at all costs."

"clear."

The operations staff turned to relay the order.

In a corner of the command room, a man in a black combat uniform lowered his head, his fingers rapidly typing a line of text on his phone screen, then quickly deleting it.

The recipient of the text message was a blank phone number without any notes.

The message contained only one simple sentence: "Target: Zhou Zhengde, next target, 9:00 AM the day after tomorrow at the Municipal Square."

After sending the text message, he put his phone back in his pocket and continued organizing the documents in his hands as if nothing had happened.

No one noticed the fleeting, cold smile that crossed his lips.

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Above the highway leading from the provincial capital to Shanyang City.

Li Su hovered a hundred meters in the air, the wind whipping her black trench coat in the wind.

Her spiritual power spread outwards like a tide, sweeping over the traffic and villages below.

The image of her reporting the incident to the disciplinary committee six months ago flashed through her mind once again.

The man who greeted her sat in a spacious, bright office, wearing a crisp uniform and sporting a formulaic smile.

He accepted the thick stack of materials she handed him, his attitude unusually polite.

"Don't worry, we will investigate."

We will let you know if there is any progress.

She believed it at the time.

She waited at home for three days.

Instead of the investigation results, what arrived were four men in black suits.

They blocked her in the hallway, forced her into a black van, and took her directly to the basement of the research center.

From that day on, she lost her husband, her children, and everything.

What was the name of the person who greeted her?

Oh, right.

His name tag read "Sun Zhiyuan, Head of the Petitions and Complaints Section".

Li Su's gaze turned cold.

Her mental energy quickly swept across all the government office buildings in Shanyang City.

A few dozen seconds later, she locked onto her target.

In the office of the Petition Section on the second floor of the Disciplinary Committee office building.

Sun Zhiyuan was sitting behind his desk, legs crossed, drinking tea, without the slightest sign of panic on his face.

He felt that Li Su couldn't possibly come after him.

After accepting the materials, he immediately called Zhou De'an and sold all the information for 20,000 yuan.

This was done flawlessly; no third person knew about it.

Even if Li Su is a master killer, there's no way he could trace it back to him.

"Section Chief Sun, have you heard? Deputy Director Liu and Director Zhang of the Provincial Health Department are both dead. It was that flying woman who did it!"

The junior clerk next to him leaned over, his face pale.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Sun Zhiyuan chuckled and took a sip of tea.

"She only killed people in the health system. What does that have to do with our disciplinary committee?"

"No matter how powerful she is, would she dare to barge into the Disciplinary Committee and kill someone? This is a place that governs discipline; if she dares to come here, she's courting death."

He had barely finished speaking.

Suddenly, the office window glass made a piercing cracking sound.

Li Su stood on the windowsill, looking at him coldly.

"Sun Zhiyuan."

Her voice was soft, yet it felt like an ice pick piercing Sun Zhiyuan's heart.

The teacup in Sun Zhiyuan's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," splashing hot water all over his pants, but he didn't feel the heat at all.

"How...how did you find this place?!"

He tried to call for help, but it felt like an invisible hand was gripping his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

The junior clerk next to him was so frightened that he collapsed into his chair, unable to move.