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The Zhenling Bureau's convoy sped through the streets, attracting the attention of many ordinary people, but most of them only glanced at it before continuing to do what they were doing.

Ferocious beasts often sneak into Black Earth City, so the Suppressing Spirit Bureau's patrols of the streets have become a regular occurrence.

The convoy was getting closer and closer to the tallest building.

Just as they were about to enter the building, the convoy stopped. A maglev car blocked the way, and a middle-aged man with a large belly wearing a white shirt stepped out.

It was the deputy mayor of Heitu City who rushed over after receiving the news.

He walked up to the convoy, his face stern: "What are you trying to do? Making such a big fuss about storming into the Fengyue Building in broad daylight—who gave you the order? Who gave you permission to do this?!"

"Shen Ling, Director Long entrusted the Zhenling Bureau to you, and this is how you lead them to act so recklessly?"

Inside the SUV, Shen Ling explained:

"His name is Wang Xingshan, the deputy mayor of Heishui City. Since the mayor was murdered by unidentified people half a month ago, he is currently in charge of Heishui City."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qin stood up and said coldly, "The Zhenling Bureau has no right to interfere, not even if you were the vice mayor or the mayor. Get out of my way now, and I might spare your life."

Wang Xingshan's expression froze; he hadn't expected this young man to be so disrespectful.

Although he had no authority over the affairs of the Spirit Suppression Bureau, everyone was working for the government, and people would give him some face in general. Even investigators could not escape the constraints of human relationships.

He suppressed his anger and explained through gritted teeth:

"There's no way I'm stepping aside. You're just a newcomer; you have no idea how important the Fengyue Group is to Black Soil City. It's the Fengyue Group that helps Black Soil City support its homeless and refugee communities every year!"

"Do you realize the terrible impact this will have by barging into the Fengyue Group in broad daylight?!"

"Can you bear the consequences?"

Wang Xingshan's tone was resolute, and his eyes were firm.

"If you want to pass here today, you'll have to step over my dead body, otherwise..."

The words came to an abrupt halt.

A line of blood appeared on the neck of the deputy mayor, and then his head fell off his neck, rolled a few times on the ground, and his eyes remained wide open, as if in disbelief.

Blood splattered! The headless corpse lay on the ground.

Seeing the bloodstains splattered on the windshield, Shen Ling's eyes flashed with horror. This guy had actually killed the deputy mayor!

How dare he?

Jiang Qin sat back down and said calmly, "Vice Mayor Wang Xingshan attempted to obstruct the Zhenling Bureau's work and has been executed by me according to regulations."

"Now, let's move forward!"

He glanced at the fallen corpse, a look of disdain on his lips.

The fact that he rushed to stop him in such a hurry, and with such a flimsy excuse, makes him seem nothing like a deputy mayor. He's clearly just a dog kept by the Yang family of the Fengyue Group.

The off-road vehicles roared as the convoy continued forward, their tires relentlessly crushing the headless corpse. No one dared to retrieve it.

Led by Jiang Qin, a group of investigators stormed into the Fengyue Building and quickly brought the security guards under control.

"Who are you people?!"

"The Suppressing Spirits Bureau is handling cases. Anyone who doesn't want to die, raise your hands and squat in the corner."

"Even if you're from the Spirit Suppression Bureau, you can't trespass on the Fengyue Group's property! Stop them! Don't let them go up!"

A group of martial artists dressed in security guard uniforms charged in menacingly.

But with a flash of cold light, two throwing knives swiftly pierced through their hearts, leaving them no chance to react before they all collapsed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of martial artists perished.

Su Lingwei put away the throwing knife, her expression unchanged, as if she had done something insignificant.

She admired the courage of those who dared to fight against the Zhenling Bureau; it was blatant disregard for the national legal system, and they deserved to die.

Shen Ling and the other members of the Zhenling Bureau felt their throats move.

Good heavens, these two are incredibly bloodthirsty! When did students at the academy become so ruthless?

They arrived at the chairman's office without any problems.

Jiang Qin kicked the door, sending it flying inside.

Behind his desk, Yang Hao slowly stood up, straightened his tie, and gave a forced smile that seemed somewhat gloomy.

"Investigator Jiang, it's a pleasure to meet you. You've made a very good impression on me."

"No need to be so polite." Jiang Qin walked into the office and looked around. "I helped Chairman Yang deal with some lawless thugs. I'm sure you're very grateful and understand why you remember me so well."

"..."

Yang Hao's lips twitched. "Fuck you."

Those security guards were hired by him at a high price, including at least ten martial artists at the Spirit Guiding Realm. Yet, they were all killed by your men in a single encounter, leaving not a single survivor!

This guy is a real killer!

Jiang Qin sat down on the sofa, his legs arrogantly propped up on the coffee table, and beckoned to Yang Hao with his finger, "Good boy~ come here and kneel down, and explain everything you've done."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hao's expression immediately turned ugly.

The next second, the glass behind him seemed to shatter from something, and a howling cold wind blew into the office.

Yang Hao immediately composed himself, walked up to Jiang Qin, and then, ignoring the dozens of surprised gazes around him, bent his knees and knelt on the floor.

Jiang Qin nodded in satisfaction: "Tell me, how did you collude with the Cult of Gods?"

"Investigator Jiang, when did I collude with the Pantheon?"

"Heh, are you sure you want to keep pretending? My people from the Spirit Suppression Bureau witnessed your Yang family making deals with members of the Cult of Gods. Do you dare say it had nothing to do with you?"

"Someone in my Yang family is actually colluding with the Cult of Gods!" Yang Hao looked surprised, then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, it's possible that someone below acted on their own initiative, and I was unaware of this... However, I can assist the Spirit Suppression Bureau in their investigation."

As long as he insists that it was his subordinates who acted on their own, what can you do even if you are an investigator? You're still helpless.

See how you are now!

As if reading his mind, Jiang Qin said with a smirk:

"You say you have no connection with the Cult of Gods, then I'm very curious. According to the information I have, your martial arts talent is extremely poor. Half a year ago, you were only at the ninth level of the Mortal Realm. How did you become a late-stage Spirit Sea Realm martial artist in just half a year?"

The members of the local spirit-suppressing bureau were shocked upon hearing this and immediately became more vigilant.

Yang Hao only has the worst F-level talent. No matter how many resources he has, he can only remain a mortal.

Reaching the late stage of the Spirit Sea realm in just six months is clearly problematic.

"How...how did you figure that out?" Yang Hao looked up in confusion, then stood up and stopped kneeling.

He had hoped to buy time by admitting defeat.

Even though he was wearing a magical artifact that could conceal his cultivation level, why could this kid still see through it?

He decided to stop hiding it and took off a pendant spiritual artifact hanging on his chest. As the suppression was lifted, surging spiritual energy emanated from his body, and the aura of a late-stage Spirit Sea Realm expert was no longer concealed.

"Since you've seen through me, then you'll all die here!"