Lu PingAn's "plan" came down with astonishing force, and it was even more effective than anyone had expected.
"So idle."
"I never thought we'd go an entire morning without receiving a report."
The Special Task Force's daily work was mainly divided into two parts: dealing with supernatural Pollution Incidents, and handling individuals with supernatural abilities. The latter was not only frequent, but also extremely dangerous.
Xia Qin had been working overtime every day before, chasing down gangs and church members and hacking away at them, because there were simply too many messy organizations and individuals in the city. Yet ninety percent of those cases were really just one or two supernatural beings getting carried away with themselves.
And yet, they had to be dealt with.
"I'm the chosen one."
"I have power now. I can make those who looked down on me—"
"Haha, I'm going to start an organization, make money, get rich, and become the boss!"
More often than not, a single Special Task Force officer could easily crush a "gang." But the reality was that these people were often impulsive and extreme in their actions, utterly unconcerned with the consequences—or simply never having considered them. They could easily commit shocking crimes. The damage and losses they actually caused could even exceed those caused by genuine Black Gloves.
Violence without self-restraint was inherently extremely dangerous.
"But these people are cowards, really. They just think they won't get caught if they reach out their hands."
On television and over the radio, censored footage of verdicts and executions played repeatedly. The presence of the Sky Eye was right there for all to see.
It did not intrude into dark corners or private spaces, but merely tracking crime scenes and the crowds passing through them greatly reduced the difficulty of investigations. On