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

A few minutes later.

"Bang!"

Shen Chang'an dragged the gray-clad man, who was in a deep coma, out of an underground passage exit of the building with one hand, as if he were a dead dog, and casually threw him onto the bright marble floor of the lobby like trash.

He originally thought he would have to play a part in rescuing the rooftop team members, but it turned out he was no longer involved.

After all, there's no chance here for you to develop "individual heroism" and single-handedly turn the tide.

Everything was done according to procedure.

In reality, the Night Division of the Eastern Huang Kingdom is a highly efficient state-level machine of violence.

In the brief moment when Lao Zhao realized something was wrong—that the underground communications had been cut off—he decisively pressed the reinforcement alarm and directly contacted the Municipal Bureau's United Front Work Center.

At this moment, the Sanshan Group headquarters building was completely surrounded by people.

In addition to the first and third squads from before, at least eight more fully armed special operations squads were deployed to the scene!

Two armed helicopters were even circling overhead, searching for survivors. In the center of the hall, besides Fang Zhuo, stood four other Fifth Realm captains exuding terrifying pressure!

Seeing Shen Chang'an emerge unharmed, Old Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to greet him.

"Old Zhao, you've got the manpower pretty quickly."

Shen Chang'an patted the dust off his hands, smiled and greeted him, pointing to the ground.

"There's nothing else to do for now; I've finished all my work."

At this moment, Deputy Director Fang Zhuo also strode over with several Fifth Realm captains.

Fang Zhuo glanced down at the gray-clad man on the ground, whose chest was sunken and who was no longer human. He immediately saw through the remaining fifth-realm spiritual energy fluctuations in the man's body.

"Well done, Chang'an."

Fang Zhuo praised him generously, then asked, "What exactly happened down there just now?"

Shen Chang'an gave a concise and detailed report on the slaughterhouse in the underground cold storage on the third floor, as well as the dozens of insane fourth and fifth realm "demon puppets" and "human puppets".

"Using human and demon corpses to create puppets..."

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath and patted Shen Chang'an on the shoulder.

"This case is more complex than we imagined. Chang'an, you've done a great job tonight. Leave the cleanup and interrogation to us. You should go and get some rest."

"Alright, Director Fang, thank you for your trouble. I'll be going now."

Shen Chang'an was naturally happy to have some free time. He hated this kind of tedious follow-up work the most, so he turned around and climbed into a support vehicle without any hesitation, and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

......

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight fell upon Beijiang City, Zhenye Division had already completely taken over the entire Sanshan Group.

However, Sanshan Group is, after all, a leading enterprise with a market value of tens of billions, involving the employment of tens of thousands of people and the operation of a huge social economy. In order to avoid causing social panic and stock market turmoil, Zhenye Division did not directly shut it down, but instead adopted a covert high-level takeover model, while on the surface the group continued to operate normally.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Old Zhao led Xie He to the support vehicle.

"Chang'an, wake up, it's time to go back to the district. This is now the main area for joint investigations by the Municipal Bureau and the Provincial Department, there's nothing for us to do here."

Old Zhao knocked on the car window.

Shen Chang'an stretched, opened the car door, and got into Lao Zhao's car with Xie He.

The car smoothly entered the morning rush hour traffic.

Shen Chang'an glanced at Xie He, who was sitting in the back row organizing data on a tablet, and casually asked, "How was it? Last night was your first time personally experiencing such a large-scale operation. What did you think?"

Xie He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, took a deep breath, and answered truthfully, "It was very exciting, and to be honest... I was also a little nervous. Especially when the special forces team pulled out their guns and took control of everyone in the lobby, I felt like my heart was about to stop."

Old Zhao, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror, smiled kindly, and comforted her, "You'll get used to it. Our Zhenye Division is in a dangerous business, and you'll encounter many more scenes like this in the future. Your father transferred you from higher up to our grassroots level so that you could see more blood and learn more practical experience that you can't learn from books."

Then, Old Zhao changed the subject, his tone becoming more relaxed: "But speaking of which, Chang'an, once we finish this big job and pull out those few malignant tumors, the recent hidden dangers in our Qingzhou District will be completely eliminated."

"We don't need to follow up on the further investigation and cross-provincial arrests. The higher-ups will naturally handle it with a special task force. We can finally have a few days of peace and quiet."

This is the greatest advantage of being within a large and well-established national system. There is a clear division of labor, and everyone performs their duties.

At the grassroots level, the responsibility is to investigate and provide leads. If a tough case or one that exceeds the scope of the regulations is encountered, it should be reported directly to higher levels. Naturally, a higher level of state machinery will take over and handle it; there is absolutely no need for you to fight to the bitter end like a lone hero.

"It's time to take a few days off."

Shen Chang'an nodded in deep agreement. He took out his phone and glanced at the date on the screen. "Today is June 20th. The college entrance exam results should be released in a few days."

"What? You're worried about your grades?"

Old Zhao was delighted.

"With your academic level, getting into a good university will be a struggle, but aren't you planning to use the 'special recruitment' channel within the Town Night Division?"

"No, that's not it. Grades don't matter, since there's a special admission program anyway."

Shen Chang'an shrugged casually.

"I plan to research the special recruitment process in the next couple of days, then enroll in a driving school and get a C1 driver's license."

"Taking a driving test? Buying a car?" Old Zhao asked, somewhat surprised.

"yes."

"Over the years, with all the big and small tasks I've completed, plus the bonuses from those tasks, I have hundreds of millions of yuan in cash lying around in my internal account. It's been sitting there unused and is practically getting moldy. Getting a driver's license and buying a car will at least help boost domestic demand for the country."

Old Zhao and Xie He in the back row both couldn't help but twitch their lips slightly. This kid is truly a hidden millionaire!

"You don't need to worry too much about the school's special admissions process."

Old Zhao coughed twice, forcibly steer the conversation back on track.

"I'll send you the application materials you need to fill out later. You just need to sign them. With your current abnormal level of cultivation at the fifth realm and your resume, the special recruitment review will be just a formality. You'll pass it easily."

At this point, Old Zhao's expression became slightly serious: "However, Chang'an, given the potential you've shown so far, once the special recruitment results are announced, many powerful forces should actively come to recruit you."

"Trying to win me over?"

Shen Chang'an raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What are they after? I'm already a member of the Night Guard."

"You're really out of your depth."

Old Zhao patiently explained, "You have to understand that even in bustling metropolitan areas like Shanghai and the Demon City, the Zhenye Division branch, or the several ancient cultivation families deeply entrenched in the local area, they all need a large influx of new blood to maintain their status."

"Those old guys aren't stupid; resources are limited. They're absolutely envious of a genius like you with no background but freakish combat skills! They'll gladly extend olive branches to you, trying to bind you to their war machine, offering money, magical treasures, cultivation techniques, even marriage alliances. You'd better keep your eyes open and not be fooled by some petty benefits."