Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 102: Outwitting the Thin Air, the Arrogant Minister Makes His Appearance

The evidence and the body at the scene were quickly transferred to a laboratory located at Yokota Base.

The laboratory was brightly lit with white lights. Several blond-haired, blue-eyed experts walked back and forth in front of the evidence table, holding professional instruments. They occasionally exchanged a few words in hushed tones, their faces filled with shock and confusion at the wounds caused by this kind of unknown weapon.

William Jones pushed open the door and walked straight to the elderly man in the white coat who was looking down at the microscope. He asked in a low voice, "Professor Noah, how is it? What have you figured out?"

Noah Garcia graduated from the Department of Materials Science at MIT and worked at the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA), where he has been deeply involved in the fields of high-energy directed weapons and materials science for more than 20 years.

He straightened up, took off his goggles, and had a complicated expression.

Although it appeared to be just a simple cut caused by a sharp blade, upon closer examination, he was astonished. Even he had never seen a weapon capable of creating such an exquisite wound.

"It's unbelievable." Noah pointed to the images of the wound slices on the high-powered monitor. "Spectroscopic analysis shows that these incisions have absolutely no chemical residue or metal particles. It's more like they were instantly severed by some kind of nanoscale, ultrathin energy blade."

He zoomed in on the image, and the molecular level of the wound showed a neat and uniform fracture surface, as smooth as if it had been precisely laser-cut, but without any trace of heat melting.

"So you can confirm it's a new type of weapon?"

William's heart skipped a beat, and he pressed for an answer.

Noah pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It's very likely, but the most reasonable guess is that it's a directional cutting weapon made of ultra-high-strength nanomaterials. It's thrown at the target at extremely high speed. Because the contact area is extremely small, the pressure generated is enough to instantly sever bones, muscles, and blood vessels, and it won't leave the burns or chemical residues that conventional weapons leave."

William stared at the near-perfect cuts on the screen, frowning. "This weapon seems rather useless to me. In terms of range and firepower, it's far less practical than a rifle."

Noah shook his head, his tone becoming serious: "You don't understand. The terrifying thing about this weapon is that it can cut through objects at the molecular level, from bulletproof vests to tank armor. They're no different from paper in front of it. Moreover, it's silent, has no ballistic trajectory, and no heat source. Existing sensors can hardly provide any warning."

He paused, then pointed to another mark on the screen: "Look at this table. The angle of the cut that split it in two perfectly matches the knife marks on the human body, indicating that it was cut together. There are also similar marks on the walls at the scene, which is enough to show how sharp this weapon was."

William's brow furrowed even more. If such a weapon truly existed, it wouldn't just be a matter of death; it would be a revolutionary technology that would change the rules of warfare.

If the Pentagon knew about the existence of this weapon, they would be very interested.

Death is in Tokyo. If you can find his trail first and get the relevant information and the actual weapon, it will undoubtedly add a brilliant chapter to your resume and take your career to the next level.

The United States is rife with factions, and once the news leaks out, other factions will inevitably flock to it, all wanting a piece of the pie. After all, whoever controls this technology controls the narrative.

Therefore, I must defeat Death before everyone else.

William took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, his eyes gradually hardening. It seemed he really needed to request reinforcements.

Originally, he just wanted to confirm the possibility of the existence of high-tech weapons, take a vacation, and make some money. Now that the evidence of the existence of high-tech weapons is right in front of him, the next thing to consider is how to get his hands on them.

He was too eager to improve.

"I'll have the Metropolitan Police Department send over all the evidence from past Grim Reaper cases." William turned to Professor Noah. "You guys try to analyze as much information as possible so I can devise a response plan."

"no problem."

Noah nodded in agreement. Ultimately, besides the funding and promotion, these scholars themselves were also filled with intense curiosity about this unprecedented weapon.

The laboratory is conducting research on the Grim Reaper in full swing, and in the past two days, more inferences about new weapons have been obtained from evidence in other cases.

Such astonishing destructive power can only be explained by high-tech weapons.

Although they are devout Christians, faith is faith, and science is science.

Meanwhile, our Grim Reaper is completely unaware of their actions these past few days and is currently busy preparing for his exams.

After several days of silence, William, who had been eyeing the situation with predatory intent and had laid a trap to make a big move, became increasingly anxious.

He rushed to the scene of all the cases in Tokyo in the past two days, but came up empty-handed.

He even began to suspect that the Xia Kingdom must have learned of their movements and deliberately let Death hide, keeping them busy and deliberately teasing them.

It truly deserves to be called an ancient country that has stood tall on the world stage for five thousand years without ever leaving the historical stage.

The Xia Kingdom is too wicked.

Who leaked the secret?

William was certain that Death was plotting something even deeper!

William kept changing tactics and outsmarted thin air for several days, while Han Chuan You finally finished his exams. Next up was the much-anticipated Golden Week.

On stage, after Sakura Hideko finished explaining the precautions for the holiday, she officially announced the end of school. The classroom instantly became lively, with discussions about where to go and what to do during the holiday rising and falling.

Faint cheers could be heard from the surrounding classes, and the sounds of desks and chairs scraping against the ground echoed throughout the school, which was filled with the joy of the upcoming holiday.

Nakamura Taito turned around and excitedly slammed his hand on his table: "Kankawa, let's go! Let's go to Akihabara!"

"No, I have plans with someone else."

Han Chuan You packed his schoolbag and pushed the chair under the table. Today was a rare day without club activities, as he had agreed to visit the Yagyu family.

I wonder what the Minister's house is like? Based on his stereotype of a kendo family, it must be an old-fashioned mansion with carved beams and painted rafters, a large courtyard, and several dojos scattered inside, right?

"Who is it? A date with Miss Kujo? Or Yagyu-kun?" Nakamura Taito sighed, his voice heavy with melancholy. "Kankawa, we've drifted further and further apart."

"Alright, we have so many days of vacation, let's make plans again later."

Hanchuan Yu patted him on the shoulder, turned and left amidst Nakamura Taito's envious and jealous gaze, heading towards the club president's class.

"Senior!"

Anna was already waiting at the door of her sister's classroom. When she saw Han Chuan Yu coming over, she happily waved to him. At this moment, Yagyu Genne also came out of the classroom, carrying her handbag in both hands, still with her usual cold-faced kitten look.

"How did the exam go?"

Anna Yagyu wrinkled her nose cutely: "It's just the start of vacation, don't you know this is a very sensitive question, senpai?"

"Really?" Han Chuan Yu raised his hand and patted her head. "I didn't expect that Anna, who seems so well-behaved, is actually not good at dealing with exams at all."

The girl's hair was warm, and its fluffy texture felt wonderful to the touch.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it; studying isn't my strong suit."

Anna Yagyu smiled sweetly, squinting her eyes as she enjoyed being patted on the head. Her head swayed slightly with the movement of his hand, like a kitten that had been comfortably petted.

Yagyu Genon's gaze fell on that hand, her phoenix eyes darkened slightly, she pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help but raise her hand to slap away Han Chuan You's hand.

"Don't touch me."

Han Chuan You withdrew his hand, his tone slightly helpless: "Anna didn't say anything, why are you, as her older sister, meddling so much?"

He completely treated Anna like a younger sister. He had an older sister, and he actually really wanted a younger sister.

It seems like she's missing a mother figure, but an older sister is like a mother, so if she calls Meiyue "Mom," Meiyue probably won't refuse, and might even be quite happy to do so.

But he didn't have the quirk of calling young women "Mom." In fact, he preferred to be called "Dad" rather than "Mom."

Seeing the girl glaring at him, he smiled and patted her head again, his eyes full of fatherly love: "Good, good, you're a good girl too."

The boy's palm had a reassuringly warm touch, and Yagyu Genon froze for a moment.

"you----"

All eyes seemed to be drawn to them. Yagyu Genne felt that everyone in the corridor was looking at them, and her ears involuntarily flushed red. A hint of panic appeared on her originally calm face.

She tried her best to suppress her inner shame and anger, her tone slightly cold.

"Take your hand away."

She sensed something was off about the other person's gaze, so she lowered her voice, still maintaining that cold tone, but her voice trembled slightly at the end, her face tense, adding a touch of weakness that made her look unexpectedly cute.

Han Chuanyou didn't stop immediately; his smile deepened as he continued to rub it.

"You say that, but your actions tell a different story—"

"You still dare to talk back!"

Meeting her sister's slightly strange gaze, Yagyu Tsurune finally couldn't hold back any longer. She picked up the boy's hand that was on her head and threw it aside. Then, ignoring the two of them, she started walking ahead alone, her cheeks flushed.

Under the sunlight, the girl's skirt fluttered, revealing a small section of her fair skin, and her slightly hurried steps showed that her inner world was far from calm as it appeared.

"Sister, wait for me!"

Anna Yagyu turned her head and said reproachfully, "Senpai~ You made my sister angry."

"Really? I'm sorry."

Han Chuan You did not deny it.

He didn't think the minister was angry.

Oh my, even the proud and aloof Minister is still so adorable.

He slowly followed the two women.

At the school gate, Masako Yagyu stood quietly by the roadside, waiting for the group to be dismissed from school.

Today, she wore a well-tailored mauve dress, the soft fabric hugging her body's curves, with a thin ivory white leather belt around her waist, which made her waist look even more slender.

The skirt reached her knees, and she wore a light gray cashmere cardigan over it. She carried a small bag in both hands, and her long hair was tied up and placed on her shoulders, adding a touch of gentle and intellectual beauty.

Her outstanding looks, coupled with her elegant and gentle temperament, drew frequent glances from passersby, making it hard to believe that she is already a mother of two.

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