Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

In the TPC command center's office area, the central air conditioning was blowing a cool breeze, and the faint aroma of coffee from Sawai's desk wafted in the air. Yet, the intelligence department staff felt a tightness in their backs and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

He held the thick stack of report documents in both hands, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and stood carefully in front of Sawai's desk, even his breathing becoming slightly softer.

“Director, this is Captain Cui’s detailed report on the handling of the illegal developers on Jiuliang Island…” He swallowed hard, his tone filled with barely concealed hesitation. “It mentions that he took ‘limb amputation punishment’ against the mastermind and used a flamethrower to treat the wounds—supposedly to prevent excessive blood loss and temporarily save the other party’s life.”

Sawai looked down at the geological monitoring data of Kuryojima, his pen tip gently circling next to the mark of "abnormal geological activity zone". Upon hearing this, the pen in his hand paused for half a second, and the ink dripped onto the paper, spreading into a small black dot.

But he didn't look up. He just slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes showing a perfect amount of blankness, as if he really hadn't heard clearly: "Report? What report? I was just analyzing the monitoring data. The tectonic activity of Jiuliang Island is a bit unstable. I didn't pay much attention to what you said."

The employee paused for a moment, then quickly moved forward and handed the document cover with the bolded words "Captain Choi Myung's Report on the Operation in Kuryo Island" to Sawai: "It's... Captain Choi Myung's report on handling the illegal developers in Kuryo Island. It involves 'unconventional handling methods,' and according to procedure, you need to sign and confirm its filing."

Sawai put down his pen, crossed his hands on the table, tapped his fingers lightly on the surface, and put on an "aha!" expression, but his eyes deliberately avoided the documents: "Unconventional methods? The developers of Kurajima Island? Oh, you mean those guys who circumvented the TPC ban and forced workers to come to the island by withholding their ID cards..."

He paused, picked up the coffee cup on the table, and slowly traced the texture on the cup with his fingertips. His tone was somewhat casual. "What's wrong with them? I haven't received any reports. Is the intelligence department still working out the details? After all, for cases like this involving illegal development, the procedures need to be followed carefully."

Seeing Sawai's "I really don't know" look, the employee instantly understood—the director was determined to "ignore" the report. He quickly nodded vigorously, "Yes, I misremembered! The document might still be undergoing final verification. I'll go back and confirm it first, and won't disturb your data analysis any longer!"

After saying that, she turned and left with the documents in her arms, walking so fast that she seemed afraid of being called back, as if staying even a second longer would "expose" the director's "ignorance".

Leaving Sawai's office, the employee carried the documents to Nanbara's workstation.

Throughout the journey, he was still feeling uneasy—Nan Yuan was a representative of the dove faction, and usually advocated "prioritizing negotiations" even when capturing monsters. This time, Cui Ming's methods were so tough, he might press for answers.

But as soon as he gently placed the document on Nan Yuan's desk, before he could even speak, he saw Nan Yuan glance at the document title, his originally calm expression instantly darken, his brows furrow into a tight knot, and his fingers holding the pen even trembled slightly with anger.

“Do you think I’m not thinking straight, or do you think ‘doves’ don’t distinguish between black and white, between guilt and innocence?” Nan Yuan pushed the document back to the employee, his tone clearly displeased, his voice several decibels louder than usual. “Those developers are circumventing the TPC ban to carry out illegal development, forcing workers to go to Jiuliang Island by withholding their ID cards—what’s that place like? The geology is unstable and there might be monsters. They’re gambling with the workers’ lives! This isn’t just ‘violations,’ it’s blatant crime! How Cui Ming deals with them is their own business, I don’t care, and I don’t want to care.” The employee took a half step back, opened his mouth to explain that he was “just reporting according to procedure,” but Nan Yuan coldly interrupted him: “I haven’t seen this report, and don’t send it to me again.”

He picked up the document on the table, gently patted the cover, and said with an unwavering tone, "I advocate resolving issues through negotiation, but that doesn't mean I'll protect scum who treats human life like dirt—do you think I'm some kind of idiot who can't distinguish right from wrong, you bastard!"

Finally, the employee walked toward Yoshioka's office with the documents in his arms, having lost all hope and even prepared to be kicked out.

Sure enough, as soon as Yoshioka heard him say that he wanted to "report on the details of Choi Myung's handling of the developers," he waved his hand dismissively, picked up the baton on the table, twirled it in his hand, and the metal baton made a "click" sound as it struck the table. His tone was full of impatience: "Report what? I'm busy looking at the police department's new training plan! I have no interest in knowing about those developers' messes, and I don't want to know—as long as no one dies, let Choi Myung deal with them however he wants!"

He paused, glanced at the documents in the employee's hand, and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth: "Besides, what's wrong with using some 'special methods' to deal with scum who take workers' hard-earned money to line their own pockets and don't care about other people's lives? It's better than letting them go through procedures, hire lawyers to find loopholes, and in the end, still get away with it and go on to harm others!"

The employee stood in the busy corridor of the office area, holding a thick stack of reports in his hands—the word "urgent" on the cover seemed to mock his earnestness.

He finally understood completely: Sawai's "I haven't received it," Nanbara's "I've never seen it," and Yoshioka's "I'm not interested" were all the same attitude.

For those "troublemakers" who cross the line and treat life as a joke, TPC's senior management has long reached a tacit understanding of "collective ignoring" them.

After all, when dealing with scum like this who lack even basic conscience, sometimes so-called "procedural justice" is far less satisfying and effective than Cui Ming's "simple and brutal" approach—at least it can make the oppressed workers suffer less and make those unscrupulous developers truly taste the price of "disregarding life."

The employee shook his head, picked up the document, and turned to walk towards the archives, already prepared to "permanently seal this report away and never mention it again."

In the Victory Team's command center, the team members had just finished training when they heard from their colleagues in the intelligence department about Choi Myung's handling of the Guliang Island developer's matter. They expected some debate, but surprisingly, everyone was unanimous—they all felt that Choi Myung had done the right thing.

"Those developers went too far! Knowing that Jiuliang Island was risky, they still detained the workers and forced them to go. What's the difference between that and sending them to their deaths?" Daigo put down his training uniform, his tone full of anger. "Instructor Cui Ming didn't just throw them to feed the monsters; he was showing mercy!" (End of Chapter)