The professional team is stunned, exorcism in a hairdressing style?

The door of the military jeep let out a muffled click in the rainy night.

The rain seemed to consciously avoid a half-foot radius around her, falling to the ground and instantly freezing into a thin layer of white frost.

Her name was Shen Bingyue, codenamed "Frost."

"Seal the scene, Team A on perimeter watch, Team B follow me. Turn on the psychic energy detector and record all anomalous fluctuations." Her voice was clear and cold, devoid of any extraneous emotion, each word like it was tempered with ice.

"Yes, Captain Shen!" Several team members, also dressed in black combat suits, responded in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized.

Shen Bingyue stepped through the open iron gate of the psychiatric hospital, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

It was too clean.

Although the residual resentment in the air was thick, it was like a stirred-up stagnant pool, lacking its core source. According to the intel, once the E-class Anomaly "Slit-Mouthed Woman's" rule-based kill was initiated, the resentment would be like a living creature, with strong directionality and aggression. But now, only ownerless, chaotic energy echoes remained.

"Captain Shen, the energy residue peak is highest on the fourth floor, room 404." A voice from Team B came through the headset.

Shen Bingyue didn't reply. Her figure was like a weightless shadow, and in a few breaths, she had appeared at the end of the fourth-floor corridor.

The door to room 404 was ajar. A smell mixed with blood, decay, and... cheap chemical fragrance stubbornly lingered in the room.

Shen Bingyue walked to the center of the room, crouched down, and extended the index finger of her gloved hand, gently dabbing a piece of the solidified, dark brown gelatinous substance on the floor.

"Analyze composition." She brought her finger to the miniature instrument on her wrist.

"Beep... Analyzing... Main components: strong-hold hairspray, human saliva, blood, and a condensed mixture of high-concentration resentment..."

The instrument's cold electronic voice made the expressions of the seasoned Special Cases Department members around her turn incredibly strange.

One member couldn't help but mutter in an extremely low voice, "Hairspray? What is this... a hair-styling exorcism?"

Another member's mouth twitched. "Style the Slit-Mouthed Woman, then strike while she's looking in the mirror?"

Shen Bingyue's expression remained as cold as ice, but a flicker of an indescribable ripple passed through the depths of her eyes. She stood up, closed her eyes, and her innate skill [Ice Breath] quietly activated.

In her extraordinary perception, the entire battle process in the room seemed to play back in slow motion.

She "saw" how the Slit-Mouthed Woman activated her rule domain, and how it was interrupted by a crude, unreasonable method, causing three seconds of cognitive confusion.

Then, she "saw" that blurry figure use an entire bottle of hairspray to precisely seal the mouth that the Slit-Mouthed Woman relied on to activate her rules.

Finally, the killing blow. No rituals, no incantations, just a simple, direct stab, precisely hitting the core of the resentment flow – the heart.

Violent, efficient, filled with a kind of primitive, unadorned beauty.

But also... utterly crude.

This was not a method used by any orderly, inherited school of thought. It was full of the recklessness and madness of a "rogue practitioner." It was like a premeditated street bullying, except the target of the bullying was an urban legend.

"Captain Shen, no spiritual energy residue other than the target was found at the scene. The other party seems to have relied entirely on physical means and some special items?" The team member's report was filled with uncertainty.

"Investigate." Shen Bingyue said only one word, her voice colder than the rainy night outside. "Check nearby surveillance footage. This should be a wild Anomalous Human. This method of cleansing is too dangerous; we can't let him act recklessly."

Shen Bingyue glanced at the empty hospital room again and turned to leave. In her mind, an absurd image couldn't help but surface – a madman spraying hairspray at an Anomaly while wildly shouting, "Hey girl, need a hairstyle?"

This thought caused a crack in her usually frozen thoughts.

Meanwhile, in a rental room in an old residential area in Donghai City.

Qin Feng buried his head in his pillow, his body still trembling slightly from excessive excitement.

He had survived.

Not only had he survived, but he had also taken down a legend and awakened a system!

This was a hundred times more thrilling than getting first place in his history exam!

It took a full ten minutes for the euphoria of surviving a disaster to slightly subside. He suddenly sat up on the bed, looking around the less than ten square meter rental room with peeling wallpaper, the damp air filled with the smell of instant noodles.

The impoverished reality didn't seem so unbearable under the system's faint blue glow.

"System!" he thought, and the panel reappeared before his eyes.

[Sin Clearing System]

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Cleansing Points: 30]

He first opened the [Sin Clearing Mall], and the first category was [Legendary Armament].

On the interface, only a single icon was lit.

[Scissors of Truth]

[Current Level: E]

[Cleansing Points Required for Upgrade: 50]

"Upgrading requires 50 points..." Qin Feng clicked his tongue. His initial capital of 30 points wasn't even enough to upgrade the weapon once.

He exited and opened [Origin Enhancement].

[Spiritual Sense Level: Spirit Touch Realm (Initial)]

"You're robbing me!" Qin Feng felt his blood pressure rising.

With his last shred of hope, he clicked on [Forbidden Dao Arts]. A dazzling list instantly unfurled, the shimmering golden special effects making his eyes spin.

[Mastery of Talisman Drawing for Evil Suppression]: 20 points.

[Introduction to Heart-Clearing Incantation]: 15 points.

[Introduction to Golden Light Incantation]: 30 points.

[Palm Thunder]: 150 points.

[Righteous Law of Five Thunders]: 8000 points.

[Divine Thunder of Nine Heavens]: points...

Qin Feng's eyes were glued to the screen, and he almost drooled. Palm Thunder! Righteous Law of Five Thunders! Now that was a man's dream!

He excitedly rubbed his hands together, his gaze sweeping over the blood-pumping names and the long strings of zeros behind them. Then, his eyes settled on his own pitiful [Cleansing Points: 30].

His excited heart and trembling hands ultimately turned into a long, drawn-out sigh.

The ideal was plump, but reality was skinny. He was like a pauper standing outside a top luxury store, unable to afford even the cheapest tie in the window.

No, he could still afford something.

He dragged the list to the very bottom and found an inconspicuous option in the corner, marked in gray font.

[Item Affinity (Passive)], Price: 10 points.

[Effect: Allows you to understand and get the hang of any supernatural item faster, with a very small chance of triggering a 'Flash of Inspiration' effect during use, leading to unexpected benefits.]

Qin Feng's eyes lit up instantly.

Cool lightning magic and Dao arts were nice, but they were castles in the air. This, however, was the foundation of his survival!

If he hadn't had a flash of inspiration tonight and thought of using hairspray, the grass on his grave would be growing by now. Wasn't this [Item Affinity] just a digitized, permanent version of his "clever move" ability? This was an investment in himself!

"This is it! Redeem!"

[Redemption successful, remaining Cleansing Points: 20 points.]

A faint warm current flowed into his brain. Qin Feng felt his mind become clearer and more agile. Much of the knowledge he had previously read about folk customs and artifacts suddenly came alive.

Just as he was immersing himself in this wonderful feeling, his phone chimed with a notification:

[Your account ending in xxxx received ¥444.00 on Month X, Day X at 23:58. Current balance: ¥1451.50.]

The money from the food delivery order had arrived.

Looking at the strange yet alluring string of numbers, Qin Feng grinned. This money was the "kill reward" he had earned with his life.

He closed the bank message, opened the food delivery rider app, skillfully found the "completed" order from the Fourth Psychiatric Hospital, and without hesitation pressed--

[Report].

Reason for report: False address, malicious ordering, apply for platform compensation!

He who plucks feathers from a passing goose, and leaves his mark on a ghost. He, Qin Feng, never took a loss.