"Why had Mr. Shen suddenly decided to practice attacking?"
"Had he encountered some kind of threat recently?"
"Or had someone provoked him?"
"Investigate! Investigate immediately!"
The director of Shanghai's Special Affairs Bureau looked gravely at the targets, one after another, that had melted, half-melted, or gotten stuck on the tracks and had to be cut free from their connecting straps.
At Shen Le's request, these targets were all made of metal ballistic inserts, equivalent to what games called "Level 4 armor"—forgive Shen Le; he really did not know the proper technical terminology.
Even a 7.62mm rifle could not punch a hole through one with a single shot; even a 12.7mm anti-materiel rifle could at most tear a gash in it, not melt it into a lump of iron.
So, were these incendiary bombs? Napalm bombs or thermite bombs?
The output of those hand-crafted incendiary bombs was simply too terrifying!
With one order from the director, the pressure immediately fell on Gu Yulin, as well as the other Special Affairs Bureau members who, like Gu Yulin, kept watch over Shen Le and every move made by him and those around him.
Before long, all sorts of information had been gathered before the director:
"Shen Le has not come into contact with any suspicious individuals recently. Yes, we have investigated all the cultivators and demons who appeared in Zhuxi Town. There are no suspicious persons!"
"Shen Le has not encountered any unpleasant incidents in his recent online exchanges—"
"Through Mr. You, he purchased a large quantity of ship spikes, as well as a smelting furnace and a forging furnace. He appears to be attempting to forge ship spikes himself—"
Forging ship spikes...
The Special Affairs Bureau director stared silently at the information and photographs provided by his subordinates. All he could say