High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Shen Chang'an dragged Li Sinan like a dead dog all the way to the door of the deepest room on the second floor.

The door was very heavy, with several complex mechanical locks and even a faint layer of low-level array light that was used to isolate one's aura.

Shen Chang'an didn't even bother to glance at it. In his free hand, a ball of pitch-black flame, as dark as an abyss, suddenly rose up.

"Sizzle—"

A sickening melting sound rang out. The black flames didn't even touch the door panel; they merely approached it. The specially made metal door handle and lock cylinder, which were supposedly explosion-proof, along with the array attached to them, instantly melted into a pool of molten iron like butter.

Shen Chang'an kicked open the dilapidated door.

The scene inside the door caused a chilling murderous intent to flash in Shen Chang'an's originally cold eyes.

The spacious room was transformed into a dark and gloomy space. Five or six specially made steel cages were prominently displayed inside.

Inside the cage, seven or eight figures were huddled together, chained together. Some of them were pure human girls, while others had distinct demonic features—fuzzy fox ears and cat tails.

Without exception, all the victims had their eyes closed at this moment, clearly having been injected with some kind of powerful anesthetic.

Human trafficking and the sale of demons!

In this peaceful secular world, there is such a dirty and sordid underground industry chain hidden.

Shen Chang'an took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. He slammed Li Sinan against the wall with one hand, then took out his phone and dialed Xie He's number.

"Immediately bring two teams of logistics personnel and a medical team to No. 09, Jingxiu Villa District. There is a serious case of illegal detention and human trafficking of demon races here."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Chang'an took off a pair of specially made spirit-locking handcuffs from his tactical belt and, with a "click," tightly handcuffed Li Sinan's hands behind his back to the heating pipe in the corner.

Shen Chang'an dragged over a chair, sat down in front of Li Si'nan, and placed the Bi'an statue back at his feet.

"Speak, what is your purpose?"

Shen Chang'an's voice was as cold as a block of ice that had stood for millennia.

"I...I..."

Looking at the room full of iron cages, Li Sinan knew he was completely finished and stammered his confession.

"They're some wealthy bosses... They've gotten tired of ordinary things and like seeking thrills, especially these fox demons and cat demons who haven't fully transformed..."

"I'm just a middleman making a profit from the price difference! My job is to use my identity as a feng shui master as a cover to find or receive goods in Qingzhou District, and then hand them over to my upstream supplier! I swear, I really don't know who the specific buyers are, and I always keep my face covered during transactions!"

Shen Chang'an glanced at the Bixi statue at his feet, and a faint green light emanated from the statue's eyes.

This means that he was not lying when he said those words.

"You can explain the online issues when you get back to the station."

Shen Chang'an leaned forward slightly, staring at him.

"Now tell me, who else in Qingzhou District is working with you on this dirty work?"

Li Sinan's eyes flickered, and he swallowed hard. "No... no one else, just me..."

"Buzz—"

The eyes of the Bixie statue instantly lit up with a blinding red light.

"Dishonest."

Shen Chang'an's eyes turned cold, and he was too lazy to waste any more words. He slowly raised his right hand, and a wisp of black flame silently ignited on the tip of his index finger.

He flicked his finger, and the wisp of black flame landed precisely on the back of Li Sinan's hand.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A terrifying, soul-piercing pain, as if it were igniting his very bones, instantly swept over Li Sinan's entire body! It was not merely a physical burning sensation, but an extreme torment of his soul!

Li Sinan screamed in agony, his whole body twisting and convulsing wildly in the corner like an electric eel, his eyes bulging outwards and filled with bloodshot veins due to extreme pain.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! Take it away! Take it away!!!"

Li Sinan broke down in tears, his psychological defenses shattered by the inhuman torture.

"Wang Hai! Wang Hai, the antique shop owner on East Street!"

"And that butcher in the market next door, Sun the Cannon!"

"Last... the very last one is Zhang Cuihua, the old woman who usually sets up a fortune-telling stall under the overpass! Just the three of them, all the reconnaissance and kidnapping was done by the four of us together!"

Each time a name is announced, the Bixie statue at Shen Chang'an's feet flashes a pure green light.

After confirming that all the names and numbers matched, Shen Chang'an snapped his fingers expressionlessly and withdrew the wisp of black flame.

In just a few short seconds of burning, a deep, charred hole appeared on the back of Li Sinan's hand, exposing the bone. He was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water, and collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud, panting heavily. His eyes, looking at Shen Chang'an, were filled with nothing but pure fear.

Ten minutes later, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside.

Xie He led a fully armed logistics team and a medical team carrying first-aid kits, and rushed into the villa.

Looking at the shocking iron cages in the second-floor room, Xie He's face also turned ugly.

"Captain Shen, over here..."

"Arrest this scoundrel, lock him in the highest-level interrogation room, and keep him under strict guard."

Shen Chang'an stood up, pointed to Li Sinan in the corner, and gave the order in a cold tone.

He then glanced at the iron cages: "Take all these demon and human victims back to the branch's medical department for a full examination and treatment. Pay attention to the demons' emotions; once they wake up, focus on calming them down. If they show signs of rioting, then use sedatives."

"clear!"

Xie He immediately directed his men to begin acting in an orderly manner.

After explaining the follow-up matters at the scene, Shen Chang'an dusted himself off and turned to walk towards the stairs.

"Captain Shen, where are you going?"

Xie He asked from behind.

"Go and clean house."

"There are three more clueless bastards waiting for me to catch them."

......

He stopped outside the farmers' market in the old town.

It was noon, and the busiest part of the morning market had ended. Most vendors were packing up or dozing off in their deck chairs. The ground was damp, and the air was filled with the fishy smell of raw meat and seafood.

With his hands in his pockets, Shen Chang'an slowly made his way to the meat processing stall in the western suburbs through the narrow passageway.

The stall owner was none other than Sun Dapao from the brochure.

This is a burly, middle-aged fat man with a face full of fat, yet he always wears a kind smile.