Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

It's still more satisfying to fight like this, where every blow draws blood.

The Xuan-level sword technique was indeed powerful and effective.

Wanting to finish what he started, he took a kerosene lighter from one of the men's pockets. Then, he searched the office for a moment and quickly found the safe containing the contract documents.

He cleaved the paper in two, gathered all the documents into a pile, flicked the lighter's disc with his finger, and with a "snap," a flame leaped up. He threw the burning lighter into the pile of papers, which were ignited by the flames, began to curl, turn black, and finally turn to ashes.

Han Chuanyou stood before the firelight, watching the contracts that bound countless girls gradually disappear until their figures vanished from sight.

[You have destroyed an evil organization and seized the following spoils: 3 mid-grade Yellow-rank Spirit Gathering Pills, 20 mid-grade spirit stones, and a low-grade Profound-rank Jade Slip for the technique "Void Object Manipulation"]

Chapter 100 The Wonderful Uses of Object Capture Techniques, Old Xia is Too Wicked

Above his own house, Han Chuanyou jumped off the flying boat, which automatically shrank and was eventually stored in his storage ring.

The moment his body touched the roof, he quickly appeared out of thin air inside the room.

Leaning against the headboard, he took out the magic jade slip he had just obtained.

The technique of capturing objects from the void is quite useful, but what is worth stealing? (The inner part of the body is missing.)

He shook his head. That was too twisted; he was definitely not that kind of person.

But there's no such thing as too many strange and unusual spells, since there's no skill slot limit anyway.

He placed the jade slip on his forehead, and soon the light on the jade slip dissipated, revealing that he had mastered the technique of telekinesis.

He extended his divine sense, enveloping the comic book in the desk drawer. In an instant, the comic book appeared in his hand.

Finally, he concluded that the distance at which objects could be captured remotely was related to the distance of the outward projection of one's divine sense, with a maximum of fifteen meters and a weight of about one kilogram. This was also related to the strength of one's divine sense. After capturing an object, one could even put it back exactly as it was.

That's quite interesting.

It has some traces of spatial magic, no wonder it can reach the Xuan-level quality.

That's right, stealing something is a piece of cake for him.

He tried to probe his divine sense into the room next door, Mizuki's room, to test whether the relatively thick walls would affect his magic.

Soon, a piece of warm black cloth appeared in his hand.

Is it okay to do it through a wall?

Han Chuanyou was surprised. He picked it up and unfolded it, looking at the style from both sides. It was still the familiar one.

It's getting a bit monotonous, Han Chuanyou thought, wondering if he should give Meiyue a more sexy outfit for her birthday next month so she could wear it for him.

The little prank greatly satisfied his mischievous thoughts.

After enjoying the thrill of doing something naughty, Han Chuan You was about to put the things back when he discovered that he couldn't put them back.

He immediately sat up.

Oh no, it seems like we've gone too far.

Having no other choice, he had to go through the wall and sneak into the next room himself.

The familiar, sweet scent emanating from Meiyue filled the bedroom. Meiyue lay flat on the bed, fast asleep, completely unaware that there was nothing beneath her.

Han Chuanyou gently pulled up the summer blanket covering her waist and casually stuffed the clothes in her hands into the blanket.

Seeing that Meiyue only scratched her lower body, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to the next room.

It's absolutely impossible for me to help her put it on myself. Mizuki will definitely wake up. All I can do now is pray that she won't notice anything unusual tomorrow.

However, this also allowed him to verify the flaws of the spell: it's easy to take things off the body or fixed to objects, but difficult to put them back.

It was getting late, so Han Chuanyou tidied up, lay flat on the bed, took out a spirit stone and held it in her hand. Half asleep, she began her cultivation for the day.

The next day.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the thin gauze curtains, and the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

Han Chuan Meiyue reached out and turned off the alarm clock.

She lazily opened her eyes, raised her hand to her forehead, and pondered whether to stay in bed or get up to make a decent breakfast.

However, she soon realized something was wrong; she felt a lack of a special sense of restraint, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She moved her legs and reached down to touch herself, only to find her completely naked. A look of confusion crossed her eyes; there was nothing under her nightgown.

I don't think I comforted myself last night.

She sat up, threw off the blanket, and found the small piece of cloth lying neatly under her legs, wrinkled and obviously having been abused by her all night.

How is this going?

She covered her forehead, even more confused.

If it weren't for the fact that her body was indeed perfectly normal and there were no signs of anyone entering the room, Han Chuan Meiyue would have suspected that this brat had drugged her and taken the opportunity to do something outrageous.

But this guy always respects his own wishes. If he really wants to do those things, he can be more assertive and he might agree half-heartedly. There's no need to use this method.

After dressing and straightening her nightgown, Han Chuan Mei Yue walked straight out of the room and opened the door to the next room.

Arriving at Han Chuanyou's bedside, she first looked at the boy's sleeping face for a while.

When she's asleep, she's quite well-behaved, just like when she was little. But when she wakes up, she turns into a little pervert.

She leaned down and poked Han Chuanyou's face with her slender finger:

"Xiaoyou, wake up. Did you do anything strange last night?"

Han Chuan You opened his eyes, and what came into view was Mei Yue's bright and beautiful oval face. Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and her skin was as white and smooth as a young girl's. Just one glance made people feel that the whole day would be wonderful.

He wrapped his arms around Meiyue's neck, wanting to give her a good morning kiss on her full lips, but she pushed him away with her hand. He could only settle for second best and moved his lips upward to kiss her forehead.

The smooth skin on her forehead still stirred one's heart. After they parted, Han Chuan You lazily said:

"what's up?"

Seeing that his expression showed no abnormality, Han Chuan Mei Yue shook her head and reached out to press him back onto the bed.

"It's nothing, you can go back to sleep."

Han Chuan Mei Yue straightened up, gathered her hair at the back of her head, and neatly tied it into a low ponytail with the hair tie on her wrist.

In the end, she could only attribute it to her own improper sleeping posture, having undressed herself the night before.

But I don't think my sleeping posture is that bad, does it?

"You woke me up for no reason just to talk about this. How am I supposed to sleep now? You have to make it up to me, Mizuki."

I'll cook dumplings for you this morning.

"Okay, I want to eat Mizuki's dumplings."

Han Chuan Mei Yue suddenly pulled back the curtains and rolled her eyes at him: "You better be talking about real dumplings."

After finishing the dumplings, Han Chuan You slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed out to meet up with Hina, officially beginning her new day.

Just as Han Chuanyou was enjoying campus life, someone's defenses were breached because of his actions last night.

When William arrived at the Azure Moon Detective Agency's office, Tanaka Tsukasa was conducting a further investigation of the crime scene.

"Damn it! Who killed James and the others?"

William was furious to have lost three of his key men as soon as he got off the plane, before even starting a formal investigation. It was a slap in the face.

He wasn't immune to setbacks, but to be dealt a blow right before his eyes was something no one could bear; he had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace.

Tanaka Tsukasa examined the injuries of these people.

Although the fire sprinklers were all turned on last night due to a small fire and the site was a mess, he could tell at a glance that it was the work of an individual by looking at the wounds on these people.

"Exquisite knife skills, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, are the Grim Reaper's classic methods of committing crimes."

"Death? So Death got the news as soon as our investigation team got off the plane? Your island nation is really riddled with infiltration."

William would never admit that it was his own fault.

This was a completely secret operation. The military transport planes maintained radio silence throughout the entire journey, and the communication links were encrypted in multiple layers. Even the purpose of the trip was known to only a very small number of high-ranking officials in advance.

It's impossible that even the Pentagon has been infiltrated, right?

Therefore, there is only one possibility: their whereabouts must have been leaked from the island nation.

He became even more certain that Death was related to the Xia Kingdom; no other country's intelligence system could be this powerful.

The deaths of James and the other two must have been a stern warning from the Xia Kingdom to them.

After a poor start, William felt it necessary to transfer more personnel from the naval base to participate in the operation concerning Death.

The Xia Kingdom is truly wicked.

Upon hearing this, Tanaka Tsukasa, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but wonder if the Metropolitan Police Department had indeed leaked the information.

Although he was a member of the Metropolitan Police Department, he had to admit that those guys were really unreliable.

He stopped dwelling on the issue and refocused his attention on the crime scene, saying in a deep voice:

"Colonel William, please send your experts to examine these traces at the scene carefully. There are many things that don't make sense. The knife completely defeated the gun. And this table that was split in two, the angle of the cut matches the angle at which a human body is cut in half. It can't be explained by knife skills alone."

William gradually calmed down and nodded: "I'll arrange for people to come and investigate right now. You're in charge of protecting the scene. You absolutely can't hold us back anymore."

Chapter 101: 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 and occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones. Their faces were full of shock and confusion about 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? Did you figure anything 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, a closer examination revealed something astonishing to him; he had never seen a weapon capable of inflicting such exquisite wounds.

“It’s unbelievable.” Noah pointed to the images of the wound slices on the high-powered monitor. “Spectroscopic analysis shows that these incisions have no chemical residue or metal particles at all. 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 is highly likely, but the most reasonable speculation is that it is a directional cutting weapon made of ultra-strong nanomaterials. It is thrown towards the target at extremely high speed. Due to the extremely small contact area, the pressure generated is enough to instantly sever bones, muscles and blood vessels, and it will not leave the burn or chemical residues like conventional weapons."

William stared at the near-perfect cuts on the screen, frowning.

"I feel that this weapon is somewhat useless. In terms of range and firepower, it is 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 are no different from paper in front of it. Moreover, it is silent, has no ballistic trajectory, and no heat source. Existing sensors can hardly give it a 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 matches the knife marks on the human body perfectly, indicating that it was cut together with the body. There are also similar marks on the wall at the scene, which is enough to show how sharp this weapon is."

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 touch 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 will have the Metropolitan Police Department send over all the evidence from past Grim Reaper cases.” William turned to Professor Noah. “You should 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.