Who's Rare? Who Are You Calling Rare?

"The surveillance footage was deleted, the suspect deliberately set fire to destroy the scene. How ridiculous, they underestimate the detection capabilities of modern technology too much."

Nethermark Law Enforcement Division Four Agent Nimoting glanced at the crime scene. Her years of experience in handling cases allowed her to immediately determine the suspect's motive.

The perimeter of the Jianlin County Rural Savings Bank had already been cordoned off, with firefighters and bank personnel moving back and forth within the fire site.

Although the fire was extinguished, determining the extent of the property loss was still time-consuming.

The case itself wasn't difficult. A security guard's body remained at the fire scene, and 140,000 yuan in cash was missing from the counter. Two night patrol security guards were supposed to be on duty last night. Although restoring the surveillance footage and determining the cause of death would take some time, the biggest suspect was obvious—the missing night patrol security guard.

Murder for money, robbing a bank, and then burning the evidence—even the incompetent officials at the Public Security Bureau could see through this self-smart trick.

As a Level 2 field agent of 'Law Enforcement Division Four', Nimoting was not satisfied with the easy task assigned to her. She came to the border to investigate major cases, such as uncovering Rose Army traitors, a major concern for the government, but instead, she was involved in ordinary criminal cases.

In the eyes of the district and county-level Public Security Bureau, the bank arson case was already serious, but in the eyes of Law Enforcement Division Four, which controlled the lifeline of national security, dispatching a Law Enforcement Division Four agent for such a case was a waste of talent.

She had her subordinates pull up the file of the security guard who was on duty that day, glanced at it casually, remembered the key points, and threw the deceased 'Lanny Johns' file aside, casually saying to her subordinate:

"The suspect is confirmed to be Li Aoz from Bountiful Village. Check the checkpoints and highway toll booths to intercept him. Someone with such huge debts, committing such a robbery for money and murder, must be to pay off those debts. Really, such a simple matter… Control his relatives, send people to keep a close watch, and then set up roadblocks on the highway to intercept him. The personnel composition in the county is complex, just control the traffic routes."

The subordinate curled his lips, equally impatient: "This kind of thing should be left to the police, there's no need for us to take action. Anyway, there are plenty of public livestock on the border, are we afraid of not having enough manpower to encircle him?"

Nimoting narrowed her eyes. The subordinate's statement was inappropriate, but she felt almost the same way.

She was about to open her mouth, planning to casually criticize the incompetence of the Jianlin County police, especially the male police, who were only fit for low-level work, to highlight her superiority as a Law Enforcement Division Four agent.

"Really?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from the side:

"Tima, I don't recommend saying such things, it will make others think your understanding is narrow."

Clack.

Long boots stepped on the ground, and the black and white Special Operations Bureau women's single-breasted trench coat was slightly lifted by the wind. Every button was meticulously fastened. She removed the filter respirator from her face with one hand, revealing delicate, sculpted features, and golden-green eyes that were clear and crystalline.

Nimoting immediately swallowed the words she had just prepared. A hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and she glanced sideways at the person who spoke, then feigned intimacy and said:

"You're here, Agent Hesksin. We were just discussing the topic of handing this matter over to the local Public Security Bureau—the spiritual detection results are out?"

"Yes, Team Leader Nimoting."

Yawen·Hesksin gave her a military salute. Her beautiful cyan-blue hair was as striking as a blue magpie, and coupled with her beautiful figure, no matter how tightly and meticulously she dressed, she would become the most eye-catching focus in the crowd. Many of the onlookers came for Yawen's beauty.

How annoying… If her old man wasn't a minister in the Special Operations Bureau, I wouldn't want to work with this kind of rich young lady. Nimoting couldn't help but think.

Yawen didn't react to her Charm. She took out a document and began to report: "The concentration of spiritual residue at the scene exceeds 17%, and no active Aura-activated particles were detected."

"Oh," Nimoting raised an eyebrow: "No Aura awakening, but there is spiritual residue at the scene, which means that if the deceased wasn't attacked by a spiritual creature, he was killed by a third-rate transcedent."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Yawen·Hesksin worked very hard.

"That's a possible deduction."

Yawen paused, then looked at Tima beside her and said sternly: "Agent Tima, you must understand that this is a district and county on the border. The police here obviously don't have that much police force and organization. We can't use the standards and public security levels of the capital to demand areas with extremely underdeveloped economic construction. Improving the level of the police force, that's not an objective statement, it's completely divorced from reality."

"Oh, my, the young lady is starting to lecture."

Tima said sarcastically: "A group of slaves born with original sin, giving them the job of police is already doing them a favor."

"Negation, male citizens are also an indispensable part of human society. Whether male or female, they are all builders of the great Republic." Yawen immediately retorted.

"Heh, you're such a simp! You have no idea how women have been persecuted for the past few thousand years!" Tima sneered: "Oh, of course you wouldn't know, after all, Miss Hesksin has never eaten in a public school cafeteria since she was a child, she's always lived a life of luxury."

As Tima spoke, she suddenly stopped a male police officer who was on duty: "You, come here."

The male police officer was stunned, then came to Tima in fear, cautiously saluted, and asked: "Hello, may I ask—"

Pa! Tima kicked the male police officer in the knee, and he grunted, instinctively lowering his body to cover his knee.

"You bastard, don't you know you're supposed to use honorifics?"

As Tima spoke, she punched him in the abdomen again, then grabbed the back of his neck without hesitation and dragged him in front of Yawen:

"Hey, this superior said that everyone is a builder of the Republic, did you hear that?"

"I, I heard it…"

"Hehe—let me ask you now, what do you think of yourself?" Tima sneered, pinching the man's chin, and asked fiercely, "Do you also think you are a pillar of the Republic? Do you think you are the same as this elegant and decent lady in front of you?"

"No, I don't!"

The male police officer quickly lowered his head and bowed, quickly explaining:

"Absolutely not! How can I compare myself with the adults of Law Enforcement Division Four?"

He didn't care about his so-called face at all. Even though his colleagues around him were watching, no one dared to say a word for him.

"See that, Miss?"

Tima pressed the police officer's head, mocking:

"You treat these people as humans, but they themselves are not happy about it."

Yawen·Hesksin didn't say anything. She just quietly stared at the person under Tima's feet, her gaze lingering on his humble and timid posture for a few seconds.

Then, she raised her head and turned to look at Team Leader Nimoting:

"Team Leader, the autopsy report won't be available until tomorrow. Since we can't rule out the possibility that the suspect Li Aoz has advanced to become an Auramaster, I suggest we also proactively start searching."

"Understood." Nimoting wasn't stupid. Involving an Auramaster in a crime, especially a male Auramaster, was a great achievement.

Law Enforcement Division Four, as an organization dedicated to defending women's rights, paid close attention to crimes committed by male Auramasters.

After all, as superhuman beings, Auramasters are, to a large extent, a potential threat to the government and ordinary people.

Their combat power is too strong, and ordinary methods cannot detect them. Most importantly, compared to the presidents and bureaucrats elected by mortals, these superhumans have an absolute attraction to voters.

Voters may not remember what the candidates' campaign promises are, but they will definitely remember an Auramaster who can breathe fire, fly, and shoot lightning from their fingertips.

If it can be proven that the crime rate of male Auramasters is much higher than that of female Auramasters, then the government can have a good reason to take action against male Auramasters, and even expand the crackdown to strictly manage all Auramasters.

And such a good opportunity was right in front of her. Nimoting had no reason to give up such a good business opportunity.

"Tima, stop fooling around. Go and cooperate with the police in the search. Agent Hesksin, you've worked hard with the testing just now, take a rest for a while."

"No, there's no need." Yawen shook her head and said, "Team Leader, this is the border, and the suspect may also escape out of the city or betray the country. Therefore, I think we should also block the border checkpoints—"

"What a joke." Tima mocked, "Miss, are you stupid from reading too many books? Escaping into the Outland is a dead end. The suspect has family and is burdened with huge debts, and he committed murder for money. It's obvious that he wants to return to his hometown."

"As long as there is a possibility of it happening, even if the probability is only one percent, it will eventually happen."

Yawen said calmly:

"Team Leader, I hope to investigate smuggling and border checkpoints to prevent the suspect from fleeing the country. Please approve my action."

"Well… you have to think clearly."

Nimoting hesitated instead.

Investigating smuggling and border checkpoints was not an easy task, and it might involve entering the Outland.

No matter how much she disliked Yawen, she was still the daughter of the Special Operations Bureau's director. If something really happened to her…

What if something really happened? Nimoting suddenly realized—this was Yawen's own proposal.

Moreover, the danger level of the Outland is obvious to all. Even those traitors of the great motherland, the Rose Army, as armed rioters in the Outland, still have to stay in the hemisphere cities to survive and develop.

No one would be stupid enough to drill into the Outland themselves. On the contrary, judging from the information, Tima's guess was more reasonable.

She can investigate if she wants to. It's likely that she won't find anything, which would be a way to protect her. Besides, the well-read Miss will definitely feel frustrated and defeated when she sees that her prediction is wrong and she returns empty-handed.

Thinking of this, Nimoting grinned, nodded, and said with a smile:

"Agent Hesksin's consideration is also very thorough. Then I'll have to trouble you with the investigation."

"Tch, coward, no fun."

Tima curled her lips, quite dissatisfied in her heart:

"There's no way it's possible."

The sun is the pillar of life. Without sunlight, life is difficult to survive.

Who would be crazy enough to run to the Outland on their own?

"Welcome to the Outland, dear infected Mr."

A beautiful head of silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall. A gentle and mature woman in a white coat came to Li Aoz in a wheelchair and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."

"You... who are you?"

Injected with a large amount of sedatives and anesthetics in succession, to the point that his muscles were completely relaxed, Li Aoz hesitated for a moment, and with a stiff and distorted expression, he asked:

"And what did you just say? I am, an infected?"

"To answer the first question: we are doctors, sir. Doctors from the Netherhumanitarian Aid Organization."

The gentle and mature woman pushed up her round-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose and explained:

"You can call me 'Professor'."

"Next, to answer the second question."

"Yes, you have been infected with a virus called Esha, which comes from the sky above. It infects through the brain tissue and spine, then penetrates deep into the cells of the body. As the infection deepens, it will eventually extend to the point of modifying chromosomes."

"Esha's infected, originally, are divided into four levels, from mild to severe."

"And you are the only suspected case of a fifth level infection that we have found so far... I wonder if I should say that you are extremely rare."