Tang Nashiu's Irritation

"Who?"

Sai was the one who asked. As for that cowardly pig Paine, he did not dare open his mouth at all.

Tang Nashiu swept his gaze over the people before him and said softly, "Mu Fan, a first-year freshman from Dingchuan Academy. He just returned alive from the Mecha Martial Arts Competition. He's the first person I can think of—strong, has a grudge against me... He fits practically every condition!"

The people in the room were like sharks that had caught the scent of blood, their eyes lighting up at once.

"Yes!"

Everyone at the police station immediately sprang into action. Yet no one knew that when Tang Nashiu uttered the name "Mu Fan," the green light on a properly installed sound collector inside the ceiling above their heads suddenly flashed.

Keyword detected. Feedback protocol automatically activated.

The information was sent through the network to an unknown address, disappearing completely after dozens of relays.

In virtual space, Black—who had no concept of sleep—had been flying back and forth for his own amusement. Upon receiving the sudden message, the metal sphere instantly froze in midair.

"They found Little Fan so quickly? But... he wasn't even there."

Black's smug voice rang through the space, though he still dutifully forwarded the information to Mu Fan.

When Black's warning sounded in his ears, Mu Fan opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

This path was already blocked. What would you do once you realized it?

Inside the police station's intelligence hall, everyone was currently frowning.

The police informant stationed at the academy had just reported that the student named Mu Fan had only been sent back yesterday, covered in blood, and had been taken directly into the fully sealed Biology and Medical Research Center.

The reason