Chapter 1
Inside a room in the Wanhe residential complex, a young Special Affairs Bureau agent in a black suit and red tie held a paper airplane in his left hand and a communication device in his right, calmly saying, "Yes, the suspect is under control."

At that moment, both of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony were shattered, sunlight streaming in and reflecting off the broken glass, casting dappled light on the ceiling.

The apartment's security door had been forced open, the heavy door panel lying on the floor, scattered with fragments of a decorative vase and some water.

Eight Special Affairs Bureau employees, cloaked in black protective suits, were positioned throughout the room, taking photos and recording videos with the aid of miniature drones.

Their protective suits were extremely thick, with bulletproof armor plates installed on their chests and limbs.

Each had Special Affairs Bureau-issued weapons hanging from their waist and back—high-frequency cutting blades, expandable anti-riot shields, specialized stun grenades for supernatural creatures, electric shock guns, and so on.

In addition to these, the agents carried some equipment that seemed out of place, such as magical artifacts provided by the Otherworld Society (spiritual stones, wooden swords, talismans, horsetail whisks), and special items from the Killing Game.

Most conspicuous of all were the rectangular metal pillars inserted into the floor in eight different locations within the living room.

These metal pillars were about half a meter high, silver-white in color, and their surfaces were not smooth, covered in swirling patterns resembling flowing clouds, reflecting various colors such as pink, blue, green, and gold under the sunlight, looking somewhat like bismuth metal crystals.

Embedded in the ground, these metal pillars vibrated slightly every few seconds, emitting formless, intangible fluctuations.

The circular waves emitted from each metal pillar overlapped, interfered, accumulated, and increased as they came into contact with each other, until they collided with another metal pillar.

All the fluctuations from the metals formed an octagonal barrier, firmly sealing off the abnormal energy reactions within.

“Li Ang” stood at the very center of the barrier, coldly watching the busy Special Affairs Bureau agents around him.

Whether it was meticulously planned or they had complete and detailed contingency plans and rich experience in this area, the entire raid process could be described as calm and efficient.

The paper airplane that flew from the roof of the opposite residential building shattered the floor-to-ceiling window, and the Special Affairs Bureau agent in the red tie emerged from it, immediately raising his hand to release several high-level Otherworld Society talismans.

The effects of the talismans included but were not limited to: fixing the surrounding space to prevent teleportation; suppressing the flow of stray energy; slowing down the skill cooldown time of all players within the area, increasing the consumption of skill releases; reinforcing the ceiling, walls, and floor to prevent damage to the residential building; fixing the air to prevent sonic booms and the spread of toxic gases, while also preventing the recitation of spells or the use of sound waves to harm people; and shielding most communication methods within the area, cutting off internal and external communication.

Almost simultaneously with the release of the talismans, the security door of the room was violently smashed open, and eight fully armed Special Affairs Bureau agents rushed in, throwing eight metal pillars into the corners of the living room to form a barrier.

“...”

“Li Ang” stood in the center of the barrier, feeling the slight tremor of the floor transmitted from the soles of his shoes, his face devoid of any expression.

Beyond the red-tied Special Affairs Bureau agent, he could see two helicopters slowly flying in the sky, the words “Yin City Television” painted on the outside of the aircraft.

A disguise, was it?

“Li Ang” silently put his phone back into his pocket. The call with Wang Congshan had already been interrupted, and now, under the effect of the barrier, the phone had automatically shut down and become a brick.

"Wang Congshan, where is she?"

He said slowly, his voice unusually calm.

The young red-tied agent who was using the communication device looked up at him, half-covering his mouth as he requested instructions from the other end of the device.

Only then did he turn sideways to face "Li Ang" directly, saying, "She is safe now."

"Li Ang" nodded and said peacefully, "You kidnapped her?"

"No, to be precise, it was a request."

The red-tied agent said lightly, "A request for her to assist in our work."

"The work you're referring to is arresting me?"

Li Ang glanced around and said calmly, "Do you know who I am?"

"We know part of it,"

The red-tied agent pursed his lips and flipped his hand, pulling out a file from thin air. "Li Ang, male, seventeen years old. Entered the Yin City Chengnan Children's Welfare Home at the age of seven, and later attended Yin City Chengnan Experimental Primary School and Experimental Middle School. Excellent grades, won many municipal and provincial awards, and his essays were published in magazines and newspapers multiple times, and he won first place in the city-wide joint examinations several times in a row. During his time at school, he studied diligently and worked part-time, using his spare time as a tutor, and anonymously donated a large part of the money he accumulated to the Yin City Chengnan Children's Welfare Home where he came from, to help those special children who were not adopted for various reasons.

From a resume perspective alone, it can almost be said to be impeccable."

"Hmm."

Li Ang nodded. "And then, how did you find me?"

"This is your side as an ordinary person,"

The young red-tied agent placed his hand on the file and slowly opened it. "At the same time, you are also using the identity of Li Ang as a cover,

planning and executing dozens of extremely heinous criminal cases in the dark,

retaliatory murdering criminals involved in human trafficking such as Zhang Deping, Tong Yongguang, Ren Fa, and Huang Yuanwei, and disguising most of the cases as accidental accident scenes.

Because the majority of the victims were marginal figures who had escaped arrest in their early years, or people released after serving their sentences,

there were differences and gaps in their social relationships, and there was little contact between them for various reasons,

and the time and location spans of each case were large, making them difficult to trace,

and you have complete criminal investigation skills, extremely strong anti-tracking awareness, and proper overall planning,

until Qi Lianxiang—that is, the person who bought you from your biological parents and raised you by her side for several years—died as a human trafficking criminal, you were not exposed."

"..."

Li Ang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if digesting what the other party was saying.

"You are a Wan Jia Xiong Meng, or rather, a player with divine attributes, right?"

The young red-tied agent said peacefully, "We detected the nature of divine power in the Qi Lianxiang death case,

and then followed the clues, through the autopsy results of the previous victim's bodies, and the re-examination of the case,

we located your identity.

From a personal emotional point of view, I can understand your feelings,

but rules are rules,

if you are willing to believe us, please come with us."