Who’s Rare? Cursing Who’s Rare?

  "The surveilnce footage was deleted, and the suspect deliberately set the fire to destroy evidence. How ughable, greatly uimating the capabilities of modern teology."

  Law IV Agent Nimotin g the crime se. Her years of experience quickly allowed her to determihe suspect's motive.

  The perimeter of Jianlin ty Vilge Savings Bank had already been cordoned off. Firefighters and bank personnel were busy at the se.

  Although the fire was extinguished, assessing the property damage would still take time.

  The case itself wasn’t plicated. A security guard's body was found at the se, and 140,000 yuan in cash from the ter was missing. There were supposed to be two night patrol guards on duty. While it would take some time to restore the surveilnd determihe cause of death through an autopsy, the prime suspect was obvious—the missing night patrol guard.

  Murder for money, robbing a bank, theing fire to cover the evidence—such a simple-mirick that even the ziest of security officers could see through it.

  As a Level 2 Field Agent for Law IV, Nimotin found this easy task beh her. She came to the border to crack major cases, like catg the traitorous Rose Army rebels, but instead, she was involved in mundane criminal cases.

  To the ty-level security bureau, the bank arson was a major i, but to the Law IV agency, which guarded national security, deploying Law IV agents for such a case was overkill.

  She asked her subordio pull up the personnel files of the guards on duty that day, ghrough them quickly, and then tossed the deceased ‘Lanny Johns’ file aside, casually instrug her subordinate:

  "The suspect is firmed to be Li Aozhi from Fengrao Vilge. Set up checkpoints at iion stations and toll booths. A man with huge debts itting such a crime is obviously trying to repay his debt. Such a simple case… trol his family, send people to monitor closely, and the up roadblocks. The town has a plex popution structure, so just trolling the roads will be suffit."

  The subordinate, feeling equally impatient, said, "This should be left to the police. There's no need for us to get involved. The border police have enough mao set up a blockade, don’t they?"

  Nimotin squinted, finding the subordinate's ent inappropriate but uanding the se.

  She was about to criticize the ty police, especially the male officers, for their inpetence, which would highlight her own superiority as a Law IV agent.

  "Really?"

  A cold voice suddenly interrupted:

  "Tima, I wouldn’t reend making suents. It shows narrow-mindedness."

  Click.

  Boots hit the ground, a bd-white Law IV special agent’s coat fluttered in the wind. Every button was meticulously fastened. She removed her filtered respirator, revealing perfectly sculpted features and pierg green-gold eyes.

  Nimotin’s prepared words instantly swallowed back. Annoyance fshed in her eyes, but she forced a friendly tone:

  "You’re here, Agent Huskisin. We were just discussing whether this case should be handed over to the local security bureau—has the spiritual dete e back?"

  "Yes, Team Leader Nimotin."

  Yavanna Huskisin saluted her, her beautiful blue-green hair as eye-catg as a bluebird. Her elegant figure drew attention even in formal attire, and many onlookers were there just to see her beauty.

  ‘So annoying… If it weren’t for her father being the Director of Special Affairs, I wouldn’t want to work with such a privileged princess,’ Nimotin thought.

  Yavanna, unfazed by her own charm, pulled out a report and began:

  "The tration of spiritual residue at the se exceeded 17%. No active Aether particles detected."

  "Huh," Nimotin raised an eyebrow. "her awakening, but spiritual residue means the deceased either entered a spiritual creature or was killed by a low-level extraordinary."

  Though relut to admit, Yavanna Huskisin worked diligently.

  "That's a pusible inference."

  Yavanna paused, then looked at Tima, saying seriously:

  "Agent Tima, you must uand this is a border district. The police here ck manpower and anization. We 't apply the capital's standards to su underdeveloped region. It's unrealistic."

  "Oh, Miss is reasoning now."

  Tima sneered:

  "Men are evil beasts. As long as they're fed and watered, they’ll disrupt national security. Giving them police work is already a favor. Beasts are beasts, born as sinful sves."

  "I disagree. Male citizens are essential to human society. Both men and women are builders of reat Republic." Yavanna immediately tered.

  "Ha, you’re a mental man! Have no idea how oppressed women were for thousands of years?" Tima sneered. "Oh, you wouldn’t know, living in luxury your whole life."

  Tima called over a male officer on duty:

  "You, e here."

  The officer hesitated but cautiously approached Tima, saluting and asking:

  "Hello, may I—"

  Smack!

  Tima kicked the officer in the knee. He grunted, instinctively clutg his knee.

  "You don’t know to use respectful nguage with a woman?"

  Tima punched his stomach, then grabbed his neck, dragging him to Yavanna:

  "Hey, beast. This officer says men and womeh builders of the Republic. Did you hear?"

  "I-I heard..."

  "Hehe—what do you think?" Tima sneered, gripping his . "Do you see yourself as a pilr of the Republic, equal to this elegant dy?"

  "No!"

  The officer quickly bowed, nervously expining:

  "Absolutely not! Men of Frost are just lowly beasts, we never dare to surpass women. I’m just a small cop, how could I pare to Law IV agents?"

  He cared nothing for pride, even as his colleagues watched, none dared speak up. As a public official, he k, begging for mercy.

  "See, Miss?"

  Tima mocked, pressing the officer’s head down:

  "You treat these beasts as humans, but they don’t even want that."

  Yavanna said nothing, just silently the kneeling officer, eyes lingering on his humble stance.

  She then looked up, turning to Team Leader Nimotin:

  "Team Leader, the autopsy report will be ready by tomorrow. Since we ’t rule out Li Aozhi’s potential as araordinary, I suggest we begin our own search."

  "Agreed." Nimotin wasn’t foolish. If a male extraordinary was involved in a crime, it was a signifit merit.

  Law IV, proteg women’s rights, paid close attention to male extraordinary crimes.

  As superhuman beings, they were potential threats to the gover and the public.

  Their bat prowess was overwhelming, uable by ordinary means. Most importantly, unlike elected officials, these superhumans had immeer appeal.

  Voters might fet didates' promises but would remember someone who could shoot fire and lightning.

  Proving male extraordinary crimes were higher than female would give the gover a reason tet male extraordinaries, eveending to all.

  Su opportunity couldn’t be missed, and Nimotin was eager.

  "Tima, stop it. Work with the poli the search. Agent Huskisin, you did well. Take a break."

  "No. No need." Yavanna shook her head. "Team Leader, this is the border. The suspect might flee or betray the try. I suggest sealing the border checkpoints—"

  "Are you joking?" Tima mocked. "Miss must be delusional. Fleeing into the Outnd is suicide. The suspect has family as, clearly pnning to return home."

  "Even if there's a 1% ce, it will happen."

  Yavanna said calmly:

  "Team Leader, I request to iigate smuggling and border checkpoints to prevent the suspect from fleeing."

  "Hmm… think it through."

  Nimotiated.

  Iigating smuggling and border checkpoints was tough and might lead into the Outnd.

  Despite disliking Yavanna, she was the Special Affairs Director’s daughter. If anything happened...

  If something did happen—Nimotin realized—it was Yavanna’s idea.

  Besides, the Outnd’s dangers were well-known. Even the Rose Army stayed in hemispherical cities to survive.

  No one would willingly ehe Outnd. bining intelligeima's guess was more reasonable.

  Let her iigate. She’d likely find nothing, proteg her. Seeing her wrong and failing would frustrate her.

  Thinking this, Nimotin grinned and nodded:

  "Agent Huskisin, your sideration is thh. I leave the iigation to you."

  "Tch, b coward."

  Tima kicked the officer away like a ball, distent:

  "Impossible. Special Affairs daughter, just a useless coward."

  The sun is life’s pilr. Without sunlight, life struggles.

  Who would be foolish enough to ehe Outnd?

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  "Wele to the Outnd, dear ied."

  Beautiful silver hair flowed like a waterfall. A gentle, mature woman in a white coat approached Li Aozhi in a wheelchair, smiling slightly:

  "Don’t be afraid, we won’t hurt you."

  "Who… are you?"

  Filled with tranquilizers and ahetics, muscles fully rexed, Li Aozhi hesitated, his face twisted, asking:

  "Am I ied?"

  "Answering the first question: We are doctors, sir. Doctors from the Abyss Humanitarian Relief anization."

  The gentle woman adjusted her round gsses, expining:

  "You call me 'Professor.'"

  "Now, to ahe sed question."

  "Yes, you are ied with a virus called Esha. It is the brain and spiherates cell walls, eventually altering osomes as it progresses."

  "Esha iie from level oo four."

  "You are the only known suspected level-five iee. Quite rare indeed."