Chapter 1 Something to Do with Me

Miss Chai spent three seconds seriously thinking about it.

The Special Affairs Bureau has always been meticulous and cautious in its operations, especially in important tasks like apprehending players with divinity. Basically, two teams act simultaneously,

with another two teams standing by not far away, ready to provide support at any time.

Each agent carries communication devices and cameras, and all the footage captured is transmitted back to the base and projected onto the large screen in the command center.

The command center also contains leaders, staff, think tanks, equipment department personnel examining the effectiveness of the equipment, experienced Mobile Task Forces, and a bunch of irrelevant people.

Later, when they search Li Ang's bedroom and see on the public screen that an agent has found a large number of women's clothes and cosplay costumes in Li Ang's closet...

This.

Miss Chai put herself in Li Ang's shoes and thought about it.

Well... never mind, never mind, this has nothing to do with me.

Miss Chai shrank her neck and decisively stopped thinking about these messy things.

The plane flew smoothly and quickly, soon leaving the city and entering the suburbs.

After flying for a while, the helicopter slowly decelerated and descended over a desolate area near a river.

"Wait, the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters is up ahead. Why are we stopping here?"

Li Ang glanced at the scenery outside the window, frowned slightly, and turned to look at the red-tie agent. "What do you mean by this?"

"To prevent accidents,"

the red-tie agent said calmly, "the arrested suspect will first complete the interrogation process in this area."

Li Ang raised an eyebrow. "There's an interrogation process? Aren't you very sure?"

"Being sure you committed a crime is one thing, criminal litigation is another."

The red-tie agent didn't explain much, just said lightly, "After the interrogation, there are still stages of verification, review, prosecution, public prosecution, judgment, appeal, and protest to go through.

Of course, with the addition of new technologies,

and the special circumstances, the process will be much faster."

"Heh, prosecution and public prosecution."

Li Ang pursed his lips and chuckled softly. "What, are you also taking on the duties of the procuratorate?"

"Not taking on, but cooperating in handling the case."

The red-tie agent calmly pushed up his glasses. "Our Special Affairs Bureau is different from some foreign organizations, such as the Special Accidents Department of the Federal Bureau of Investigation or the Japanese Island Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau.

We won't, for the sake of temporary convenience,

directly possess the powers that should belong to other departments.

The criminal litigation process still needs to be handled by colleagues from the procuratorial organs."

Li Ang leaned back. "Pedantic."

The red-tie agent said lightly, "I prefer to think of it as, without rules, nothing can be accomplished."

Worldwide, almost all regional official supernatural agencies have great internal authority.

They can call upon massive resources, borrow resources from other conventional departments, and call upon their personnel.

They can block roads, freeze assets, and arrest any suspects without giving reasons or obtaining consent.

They can establish their own military bases, train armed personnel, build prisons, factories, and research institutes,

and even directly complete prosecution, trial, and sanctions internally,

without being held accountable or questioned by any department afterward.

Taking the Special Accidents Department of the Federal Bureau of Investigation in America as an example, they can refuse to disclose information about most cases to the outside world, or even to Congress, on the grounds of national security and state secrets.

Anyone who tries to oppose this power of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, or questions this point,

if he is a congressman, may soon have other scandals exposed by the media.

If he is a civilian, preparing to expose to the media that "the Federal Bureau of Investigation has taken away my relatives/friends/lovers without giving any explanation," he may even disappear silently from this world.

This is actually determined by the nature of supernatural agencies.

Supernatural agencies must collect as much intelligence as possible, and resolve all matters quickly, decisively, and powerfully. Otherwise, they will imitate the operating methods of other departments.

Every time something happens, they have to report it level by level and wait for the decision-making level to decide slowly,

eventually leading to delays, missed opportunities, or major disasters.

Worldwide, the only organization that adheres to the rules with near-strictness is the Special Affairs Bureau.

The helicopter slowly landed on the weedy, rubble-strewn wasteland.

"Li Ang" watched the red-tie agent jump out of the cockpit and followed him out of the plane.

This wasteland was indeed desolate enough.

The nearest highway was on the horizon, and the towering headquarters of the Special Affairs Bureau was just a tiny dot in sight.

Li Ang raised his handcuffed arms to shield his eyes from the slightly harsh sunlight.

Some Special Affairs Bureau personnel in black suits were already standing on the wasteland, forming a circle.

Li Ang looked around and was slightly disappointed not to see familiar faces like Xing Hechou and others.

On the ground in front of the Special Affairs Bureau personnel were a dozen or so compressed, translucent body bags of various sizes, containing corpses in varying degrees of decomposition.

"These are the corpses of some of the victims you killed."

A short-haired woman in her thirties said calmly.

Li Ang glanced at her. The black suits worn by the Special Affairs Bureau personnel were basically the same, but there were slight differences in the identification cards hanging on their chests and the epaulettes on their shoulders.

Based on this, one could judge the department and rank of the Special Affairs Bureau personnel.

The woman in front of him seemed to be the highest-ranking.

Li Ang lowered his arms and said lightly, "What's your name?"

"I am the former head of the Heshan Road outpost of the Yin City Special Affairs Bureau,"

the woman smiled calmly. "You can call me Jian Rushuang."

"Heshan Road?"

Miss Chai, disguised as Li Ang, raised an eyebrow, remembering something.

A long time ago, she and Li Ang had experienced a regular real-world mission near Heshan Road,

almost a prelude to the Mirage Dragon incident.

At that time, Li Ang had even entered the Heshan Road outpost and escaped detection with the help of the Bioprint.

"We've actually met before,"

Jian Rushuang smiled. "At that time, I was the head of the Heshan Road outpost.

Now it seems that you and Wei Linglan saved more than a hundred people in the Yongyi Pavilion restaurant back then."

"It was me."

Li Ang nodded casually, glanced at the body bags, and said nonchalantly, "So, what are you doing with so many body bags? Trying to evoke my guilt?"

"No, it's just a necessary procedure."

Jian Rushuang looked at her colleague next to her, who immediately raised his arm and snapped his fingers.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The ground trembled, and a large amount of brick and wood rose from the soil, instantly piecing together a classical-style building resembling a courtroom.

Lights, tables, chairs, plaintiff, defendant, and witness stands, everything was complete.

Li Ang stood in the magnificent and sacred courtroom hall, and a wooden platform rose from the ground, trapping him in the defendant's box.

The other personnel took their seats one by one, and Jian Rushuang and two others walked up the steps and sat in the seats of the presiding judge, judges, and jurors, looking down at Li Ang from above.