Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

"The perpetrator has been apprehended, can't you see?" Lin Ran patted the dust off his school uniform.

The sheriff's expression changed repeatedly, like a chameleon.

The police department has no authority to handle cases involving martial artists at the Transcendent Realm.

But he came with a mission, so he can't just leave like that.

What's more, with a bunch of people watching, it would be embarrassing to just turn around and leave.

"We will investigate the truth ourselves; you just need to cooperate!"

"Let's wait a little longer. You probably can't handle this. The Secret Service agents should be arriving soon."

Before the sheriff could say anything more, the low hum of an aircraft engine came from the sky.

A dark gray aircraft landed by the roadside, the hatch opened, and three people in Secret Service uniforms stepped out.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with two silver stars on his epaulets.

He glanced around the scene, his gaze lingering for a moment on the assassin on the ground, before walking towards Lin Ran.

Lin Zhixia got out of the second car, still with a cold expression.

The assassin, escorted by two guards, suddenly narrowed his eyes upon seeing the Secret Service uniform.

Lin Ran turned his head away, his voice low: "Do you think you'll be fine once you go to the police station? Too bad, you can't go to the police station."

The Special Affairs Bureau handles crimes committed by armed groups, while the Public Security Bureau handles ordinary public security cases.

The Sun family might be able to connect with the Public Security Bureau, but the Special Affairs Bureau's system is not subject to the control of any family.

If he falls into the hands of the Secret Service, his life is over.

Lin Zhixia walked up to him: "Are you hurt?"

"No." Lin Ran pointed to the wreckage of the Rolls-Royce behind him: "The car is gone."

Lin Zhixia glanced at the car but didn't pay it any mind.

He then glanced at the assassin on the ground: "A member of the Sun family?"

"Who knows?" Lin Ran shrugged. "He didn't admit it either."

However, both he and Lin Zhixia knew in their hearts that this person must be related to the Sun family.

Lin Zhixia walked over to the Special Affairs Bureau team leader and whispered a few words.

The team leader nodded and waved his hand to give the order.

The assassin was taken over by the Secret Service and put into a flying machine.

The sheriff stood there for a moment, then put his pistol back in its holster and led his team away with a dark expression.

Shortly after, a vehicle from the Special Affairs Bureau arrived, and Lin Ran and the others got into the car with Lin Zhixia.

Upon arriving at the Special Affairs Bureau building, Lin Zhixia led the three into an interrogation room.

The statement taking took about forty minutes. After confirming that there were no errors or omissions, everyone signed the statement and left.

As I left the Special Affairs Bureau, the Lin family's car was already waiting at the door.

Everyone got into the car and drove away quickly.

Back at the Lin family home, the atmosphere in the living room was a bit more somber than usual.

When Song Yishu saw Lin Zhixia return with Lin Ran and Lin Haozhe, she quickly went up to them and looked them over.

I was finally relieved to know that Lin Ran and Lin Haozhe were both alright.

Lin Hongbo sat on the sofa, his face grave: "It's a good thing you notified me in advance, otherwise, the two of them might not have made it."

"It's all Sun Jinghuan's fault for losing his composure and directly exposing the Sun family's plan." Lin Ran's face remained calm.

In fact, even if the people Lin Hongbo arranged couldn't make it, he could still protect himself.

Based on his previous observations of martial artists at the Transcendent Realm, he confirmed that he was now no weaker than them.

However, he wasn't confident he could capture the assassin if he fought alone.

After all, they can fly, while I can't yet.

"The Sun family's actions have crossed the line for the Secret Service."

Lin Zhixia said indignantly, "A Transcendent Realm cultivator making a move in the city, regardless of who they are targeting, has crossed the line."

The term "extraordinary" means that one has transcended the realm of ordinary people.

Just like the assassin before, who casually sliced ​​the Rolls-Royce in two with a single wind blade, the other transcendent beings also possessed various extraordinary abilities.

When attacking the same vehicle, a strength-type transcendent martial artist can smash the vehicle into a flat iron disc, while a fire-type transcendent martial artist can melt the vehicle into molten iron.

If such a person develops inappropriate thoughts, it will definitely cause great harm.

Moreover, martial artists at the Innate Realm have a lifespan of 150 years, while those at the Transcendent Realm can live to at least 300 years, making them a long-term threat.

Therefore, if any martial artist above the Transcendent Realm violates the regulations, they will definitely be a key target of the Special Affairs Bureau.

"It's no use." Lin Ran leaned back on the sofa, his tone casual: "That assassin won't admit to having any connection with the Sun family."

Lin Hongbo nodded: "Indeed, unless a direct descendant of the Sun family is arrested on the spot, the Sun family will not be implicated at all."

In fact, Lin Zhixia knew in her heart that people who work as assassins usually only have single-line contact, with who knows how many layers in between.

Even if the Special Affairs Bureau manages to get the assassin to talk, he may not necessarily have any direct connection with the Sun family.

"If we really can't come up with any valuable information, we can only send him to the secret realm to continue contributing." Lin Zhixia expressed her helplessness about this.

After the cataclysm on Earth, ancient ruins and various secret realms appeared in different places.

There are opportunities and dangers involved, but dangers outweigh the opportunities.

To prevent the high-level mutated creatures in the secret realm from leaking out, a special protective organization composed of martial artists was formed, which is the prototype of the Special Affairs Bureau.

Ordinary criminals might be dealt with as they see fit, but martial artists at the Innate Realm or above are mostly sent to secret realms.

By killing enough mutated creatures in the secret realm, one can reduce their sentence, which can be considered a way to make use of waste.

It's said that it can reduce the sentence, but how many people can actually survive from the secret realm?

Even if a martial artist accumulates enough merit in the secret realm, they will not regain their freedom after they come out.

Those high-level martial artists who fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood would be assigned to the Special Affairs Bureau's Cleanup Squad and would serve the Special Affairs Bureau for life.

In other words, they went from death row inmates to suicide squad members until their deaths.

Of course, being alive is better than dying.

Even if there is only a sliver of hope, many people are still willing to live.

Lin Ran shifted his posture: "This time, sending out extraordinary martial artists failed. I wonder if the Sun family will directly use profound martial artists next time?"

"What are you thinking?" Lin Zhixia pouted. "If a martial artist at the Profound Realm dares to intercept and kill others on the street, it's tantamount to declaring war on the Special Affairs Bureau."

Lin Ran shrugged: "Just keep things clean and don't leave any evidence, right?"

"There are only a handful of Tongxuan martial artists in the entire Xinhai, what evidence do we need?" Lin Zhixia retorted.

Lin Ran was slightly taken aback; it seemed that was indeed the case.

The identity of a martial artist in the Transcendent Realm can still be concealed. Although there aren't many martial artists in the Transcendent Realm, there are always dozens or hundreds in each city.

If you don't catch them on the spot, it won't be so easy to catch them later.

However, the Tongxuan Realm is different; the entire Xinhai region has no more than a handful of them.

If anyone makes a move, the Secret Service doesn't need to conduct a thorough investigation; they can immediately identify the suspect.

Those at the Transcendent Realm can still try to deny it: How can you be so sure it was me who did it when there are dozens or even hundreds of Transcendent Warriors?

If he were to reach the Profound Realm, who else could he possibly pass the buck to?

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow: "So, as long as I haven't completely broken ties with the Sun family, their Tongxuan Ancestor probably won't personally take action against me?"

In other words, before he killed Sun Jinghuan, he would at most only need to face opponents at the Transcendent Realm.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that the Sun family patriarch does not think Lin Ran will pose any threat to him in the future.

If he knew that Lin Ran might be qualified to challenge him in half a month, he probably wouldn't be able to sit still now.

After dinner, Lin Ran went upstairs to get his backpack and headed towards the door.

Seeing this, Song Yishu quickly asked, "Are you going out again?"

"Okay. I'll be right back." Lin Ran nodded.

Song Yishu's eyes were full of worry: "We just survived an assassination attempt today, why are you going out again?"

"It's precisely because I just survived an assassination attempt today that I need to become stronger as quickly as possible!" Lin Ran said seriously.