Supermarkets connect to all realms, it's not too much for a succubus to like me, is it?

however--

Before Lin Mo could completely relax, a chilling sensation, as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake, suddenly shot up his spine to the top of his head!

Something is wrong!

Almost instinctively, he turned his head sharply to look at the dark alleyway diagonally opposite the supermarket.

There was no one there, except for the rustling sound of a plastic bag being blown up by the wind.

But Lin Mo could clearly feel a sharp gaze shooting over from that spot, dissecting him from the inside out.

Were they here because of that overwhelming resentment they just felt? Or were they here for me?

Lin Mo's mind raced, her thoughts working at lightning speed.

No, the fifty-tael silver ingot used in the transaction is still openly displayed on the counter. If an ordinary person saw it, he'd be on the front page of the news tomorrow—

Shocking! A supermarket owner was caught using ancient official silver for transactions, suspected of being a tomb raider!

That gaze did not disappear; instead, it remained firmly fixed on him.

There are only three seconds left!

A glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and he moved with lightning speed.

He grabbed the heavy silver ingot with his left hand and swiftly lifted the lid of the kitchen waste bin under the cashier counter, which was filled with instant noodle soup and expired bento boxes, with his right hand.

With a "plop," the silver ingot, which could be exchanged for a down payment on a small apartment, was thrown into the greasy soup without any hesitation.

The moment the lid closed, Lin Mo took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, the composure on his face had vanished without a trace.

Instead, he had a deathly pale face, terrified and still in shock by Huang Maoqiang and his gang of thugs.

His eyes were somewhat vacant, and his body trembled slightly.

He looked exactly like an unlucky college student who had just experienced a violent incident and hadn't recovered yet.

Almost the very next second after he changed his expression.

"jingle--"

The supermarket door was pushed open.

A figure walked in against the light, tall and slender.

The person who came was a woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

He had short, neat black hair and exquisitely detailed features that looked like they had been sculpted from a model, but his expression was extremely cold.

Her crisp black special operations suit accentuated her curvaceous figure, but her icy aura that kept strangers at bay was enough to instantly calm down any ill-intentioned individual.

After she entered, her sharp eyes only glanced at Lin Mo briefly before landing directly on the spot where Chen Ajiao had just stood.

There.

A few drops of yin energy liquid, which had dripped due to the solidification of the soul, lay quietly on the floor, looking like a can of cola that had been accidentally spilled.

"Hello, I am Zhao Qinghan, an A-level agent from the Bureau of Abnormal Phenomena."

The woman took a black leather wallet out of her pocket and showed it her identification.

In addition to her photo and name, the document also features a mysterious and majestic emblem composed of a dragon and a shield.

Abnormal Phenomena Management Bureau!

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat; it was indeed the authorities who had come knocking.

These guys have a really good nose!

But the expression on his face grew increasingly blank and fearful. "Police...police officers? Was it those people from earlier...?"

Zhao Qinghan ignored his performance and walked straight to the few drops of "cola" and squatted down.

She took out a silver device the size of a matchbox from her tactical pouch and carefully aimed it at the ground.

"Beep—"

As soon as the instrument was started, before any analysis could be performed, it emitted a rapid and sharp "beep beep beep" alarm, and the red warning light on the screen flashed wildly.

For the first time, a hint of surprise appeared on Zhao Qinghan's perpetually icy face.

She glanced at the off-the-charts readings on the instrument screen, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Extremely high concentration of residual extreme cold elements... energy peak comparable to a D-rank ice-type awakened being... what is this?"

Her gaze turned to Lin Mo again, this time with scrutiny and suspicion in her eyes.

"Officer, I...I don't know..."

Lin Mo clutched his head, looking like he was about to cry. "Those guys who were collecting protection money, the leader of them was called Huang Mao Qiang. He took a bottle... a really weird bottle of stuff and poured it on the ground, saying he was going to teach me a lesson..."

"Something strange?"

Zhao Qinghan stood up and pressed closer.

"Yes! That's it!"

Lin Mo grasped at a straw, frantically pulling up a screenshot on his phone.

That was a QR code for receiving payments sent by Liang Kun before Huang Maoqiang left, with an arrogant note attached: "Twenty thousand yuan in demolition compensation, take it or leave it."

"They made me scan this QR code, saying it was to buy their company's latest 'self-made industrial high-pressure fire extinguishing liquid,' priced at 20,000 NTD per bottle! They threatened to smash up the store if I didn't buy it!"

Lin Mo's acting reached its peak at this moment.

Her tone was filled with resentment and anger at being forced into a sale, "I had no money, so they smashed that thing on the ground and started hitting me... Officer, you have to help me!"

Zhao Qinghan looked at the payment screenshot, then looked down at the pool of liquid on the ground that was still emitting a slight chill, and the suspicion in her eyes did not lessen.

"Industrial fire extinguishing liquid?"

She snorted coldly, clearly not believing it.

The management bureau's database does not contain any fire extinguishing products that utilize this energy reaction.

"Really! I still have one bottle here!"

As if to prove his innocence, Lin Mo limped to the corner shelf and pulled out a Coca-Cola can with a worn-out label from the bottom. It was the same one that Huang Maoqiang and his gang had just smashed.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and nervously explained to Zhao Qinghan:

"Officer, look, the principle behind this is very simple: it uses high-pressure carbon dioxide to rapidly cool things down... Look!"

As he spoke, he mimicked a joke he'd seen online and vigorously shook the can of Coke in his hand.

Then use your thumb to firmly block the bottle opening, leaving only a small gap.

"laugh--!!!"

With a piercing screech, a stream of cola liquid mixed with a large amount of white mist shot out like a high-pressure water gun, instantly forming a brief cloud of icy mist in the air.

The whole process felt like cheap science...

Zhao Qing's detector was precisely aimed at the jet of liquid, and the alarm on the instrument sounded again as expected.

However, the values ​​were much weaker than what remained on the ground earlier, and the energy composition was extremely chaotic, mixed with a large amount of sugar and carbon dioxide reactions.

"Look! Aren't they the same?"

Lin Mo held up the still-spraying Coke, his face showing an innocent expression that seemed to say, "I wasn't lying to you, was I?"

Zhao Qinghan's brows furrowed even more.

The data stream on the instrument became chaotic, as if it had been interfered with in some way.

Is it really a prank product that uses a special formula to temporarily simulate the effects of ice-type superpowers?

Just as she hesitated, the shop door was pushed open again with a "ding".