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Night fell, and St. George University transitioned from the bustle of the day to a gradual, hushed stillness.

Sulu had deliberately changed his clothes, donned a baseball cap, and prepared a face mask, pacing back and forth near Catherine's residence.

As a university lecturer, she earned a handsome income and rented an apartment near the campus to live in.

If I were an official Enforcer, I certainly wouldn't make a big scene handling a supernatural case like this... It would be best to resolve it quietly, without a single sound...

Of course, such an operation could never remain entirely peaceful; even if everything went smoothly, the police department would still have to go to the university tomorrow to explain why they had arrested a teacher.

He found a coffee shop nearby, the kind of cheap, convenient store that looked exactly as it was.

"Hello! What can I get for you?"

After entering the shop, a red-haired girl holding a tray walked up and asked politely.

Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be a student working a part-time job there.

"A cup of coffee!"

Sulu scanned the room and noticed there weren't many people inside. "And two cream buns, plus a black pepper sausage!"

After saying this, he sat down at a table by the window.

Looking out from this corner, he could keep Catherine's residence perfectly in his line of sight.

"Coming right up!"

The waitress recorded the order quickly. "Anything else you need?"

"No, thank you!"

Sulu nodded and scanned the other customers in the shop. Since it was quite late, there were very few people; a man who looked like a vagrant had occupied a long sofa and was fast asleep.

Hmm, the environment was fine.

Sulu calmed his mind and waited.

"Sir, your coffee!"

Before long, the waitress brought over his coffee and meal.

Sulu skillfully used his knife and fork to cut a piece of the black pepper sausage and put it in his mouth; his eyes lit up.

The fragrant sausage was bursting with juices with every bite, and combined with the unique kick of the black pepper, it made him take a few more bites involuntarily.

Small shops like this could only survive stubbornly if they had one or two specialties, not just because they were cheap.

Just as Sulu picked up the second cream-smeared bun, his expression shifted.

Through the glass, he could see many dark shadows appearing out of nowhere, surrounding the apartment building where Catherine lived. Their well-trained movements and the insignias occasionally revealed on their clothing proved that this was a group of police officers!

It's starting!

Sulu downed his coffee in one gulp, pulled the mask from his bag, and quickly put it on.

At the same time, he watched as the officers surrounded the apartment without attacking, letting a few individuals in black trench coats storm inside.

The legendary "relevant department," I presume?

He chuckled inwardly, guessing the identity of the group.

In a world possessing supernatural power, as a major nation, the White Eagle Federation had to have its own powerful supernatural agency to maintain order.

Perhaps these men in black trench coats belonged to that very organization.

I just don't know what to call them—S.H.I.E.L.D.? District 11?

Sulu glanced at the perimeter again.

Clearly, if someone were to use this kind of formation against him, he would certainly have little room to resist.

With several potential supernatural beings and a squad of elite officers, it was more than enough to deal with Catherine!

However...

The corners of Sulu's mouth curled up slightly.

There are always accidents in any plan, aren't there?

Aside from himself, who had already crossed paths with her, who knew that there was another supernatural being besides Catherine?

The addition of an extra supernatural being was an absolute variable, one sufficient to deal a devastating blow to a meticulous plan—provided that person was with Catherine!

Logically speaking, since Catherine laid her cards on the table with me today, she would definitely be worried about me attacking her. Therefore, hiding another supernatural being inside her home is a very normal thought! If she didn't do that, her vigilance is too low, and she can't blame anyone else if she dies!

Sulu thought indifferently.

Bang!

Suddenly, in the pitch-black night, a gunshot rang out!

Whoosh!

In the void, it felt as if a storm had swept through.

Outside the apartment, the officers who had been lying in ambush fell one by one like scarecrows, collapsing to the ground in a heap of slumber.

This situation immediately reminded Sulu of the attack he had suffered last night—that sensation of his soul being burdened by a heavy weight.

As a transmigrator with a Spirit stat as high as 1.6, he had barely endured it; naturally, ordinary people would fare far worse when facing such a move.

The other witch from yesterday is indeed here!

By now, the commotion outside had already caused quite a stir.

Sulu tossed down a few Toner, rose quickly, and dashed out of the coffee shop.

Crack!

Across the street, one could see all the windows of Catherine's apartment shattered, and a man in a black trench coat rolled out in a sorry state: "Watch out! She isn't alone!"

"Charge in!"

Among the corpses littering the ground, several people struggled to stand—likely those with higher Spirit stats—and seeing this, they gritted their teeth, drew their revolvers, and rushed into the apartment.

Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another, followed by a woman's desperate shriek: "No!"

Bang! Bang!

More gunshots erupted, and then, Sulu saw Catherine.

She was wearing a red evening gown, still as beautiful and alluring as ever, though her face was filled with despair and malice. She walked out of the apartment entrance from a pool of blood, looking like a queen attending a ceremony.

Even though she was covered in blood, making it impossible to tell if it was her own or someone else's, the expression on Catherine's face remained as haughty as ever.

Three figures with stiff movements crowded around her, acting like guards.

Those are the men in black trench coats and the police officer who rushed in earlier—they've been controlled? Is three the limit?

Watching this scene, Sulu couldn't help but shrink his neck and retreat further into the darkness behind him.

"You... you actually dared to kill her!"

Catherine shrieked, her high-pitched voice, sharp enough to shatter glass, sounding filled with rage.

The addition of a new transcendent was indeed the decisive variable! The result of this is, at the very least, that neither side can back down now!

Sulu waited quietly.

Although Catherine was unexpectedly strong, how could the official forces possibly fear such a low-level transcendent?

Furthermore, Catherine looked severely injured and appeared to be on the verge of collapse.

As for the other transcendent, could it be that they had already been taken out?

"You... all of you must die!"

Falling into a final frenzy, Catherine cried out, and the puppets she controlled raised their guns, aiming them at the police officers who had fallen to the ground earlier.

Bang!

A much louder explosion echoed.

Sulu trembled all over as he saw a bloody hole burst open in Catherine's head, and her entire body fell backward.

That was... a sniper!

This scene looked exactly like a long-range assassination.

No chance to pick up the scraps.

Seeing this, he no longer hesitated and turned to leave: But that's fine too... at least the mastermind behind the scenes has been taken out, hasn't she?

Thinking of Catherine's death, and then of Beatrice, Sulu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.