Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

I see you.

These five words, emanating from the large screen, carried a chilling, sinister aura. The vertical pupils hidden behind the golden mask seemed to pierce through the endless void, fixed intently on Lu Jingyan.

In the command center, many people instinctively held their breath. The feeling of being targeted through a screen was like having a venomous snake lurking in the shadows eyeing their necks.

But Lu Jingyan still stood ramrod straight.

He didn't back down, nor did he show the tense expression of others. He simply put one hand in his pocket and casually pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with the other.

You must have misunderstood.

Lu Jingyan's voice was calm, even carrying a hint of casual laziness, "I'm not very photogenic; I always look chubby on camera. If you really want to see me, why don't you come to the provincial government office in person? I'll make you a cup of tea, and we can talk face-to-face?"

This banter, brimming with the flavor of everyday life, instantly shattered the somber, sacred, and terrifying atmosphere on the screen, as if divine punishment was about to descend.

In the conference room, Zhao Tiezhu almost burst out laughing. What kind of time is this? Captain Lu still has the mood to chat idly with this charlatan?

The Heavenly God Temple Master on the screen clearly hadn't expected that his divine might, which he had been building up for so long, would only result in such a lukewarm sarcastic remark.

"Lu Jingyan, you're courting death!"

The masked man's voice suddenly rose, filled with the fury of someone enraged by mortals, "You have no idea what you're facing! Do you think those worthless trash you've captured are the truth of this world? How could you, an ant, possibly fathom the depths of my Heavenly Temple!"

"Yeah?"

Lu Jingyan walked to the control panel, picked up the microphone, leaned slightly forward, and his eyes slashed at the screen with the sharpness of a scalpel.

"Whether this world is dirty or not, I don't know. But I do know that your brain is definitely seriously damaged."

His words are sharp and venomous, each one a direct attack.

"You're spouting 'gods,' 'ants,' and 'divine punishment' all the time. How old are you? Still indulging in this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)? Do you wake up every morning and silently repeat 'It's not me who's wrong, it's the world' three times in front of the mirror?"

Lu Jingyan spoke extremely quickly, giving the other party no chance to interrupt.

"You have paranoia complicated by severe antisocial personality disorder. I suggest you take advantage of your current spiritual recovery and go to the city's mental health center to book an appointment with a specialist. They might even be able to get you a disability certificate, which would give you half-price fares on public transportation in the future."

"You...you're asking for it!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Temple trembled with rage, his golden mask contorting slightly from the violent twitching of his facial muscles. He, the Lord of the Heavenly Temple, wielding immense power over life and death, had never before been humiliated with such vulgar, shrewish language!

"Arrogant ants! Since you know no reverence, then I will make this city bear the wrath of God!"

"I will make you watch with your own eyes how your proud order and technology crumble to ashes before true power!"

The image on the screen began to distort violently, accompanied by a piercing crackling sound, and the golden figure gradually blurred. Clearly, the other party had been thoroughly enraged and was preparing to sever the connection and unleash the so-called "divine punishment."

"Cut it off quickly! He's trying to escape!" Director Chen shouted anxiously.

"No rush."

Lu Jingyan remained unusually calm. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was engrossed in typing furiously on the keyboard.

"Xiaoxiao, how much longer?"

On Su Xiaoxiao's sweat-covered, doll-like face, a near-manic excitement shone. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, countless code windows popping up and disappearing rapidly on her screen.

"Almost there! Captain Lu, stall him for another ten seconds!"

Lu Jingyan immediately picked up the microphone again and shouted at the disappearing screen, "What? You're in such a hurry to leave? Did I hit a nerve and you're rushing to register?"

The static on the other end of the screen suddenly stopped.

"Five seconds!" Su Xiaoxiao shouted.

"Don't think you can hide in the shadows and play tricks on me. Your lousy anti-tracking techniques are no match for our special investigation team." Lu Jingyan continued to provoke the other party with an extremely contemptuous tone.

"Three seconds! Two seconds! One second!"

"Bang!"

Su Xiaoxiao pressed the Enter key heavily, then leaned back in her chair as if she were completely exhausted, breathing heavily, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"Got him! Captain Lu! I've locked onto his launch source!"

The snow on the large screen vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely detailed 3D electronic map of Jinghai City. A glaring red coordinate point was flashing wildly in the very center of the map!

Lu Jingyan immediately stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the coordinates.

But next second.

His face, which was usually unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai, suddenly became extremely ugly.

Not only him, but Director Chen and Zhao Tiezhu next to him also gasped when they saw the coordinates.

"How did you end up here?!" Director Chen's voice changed.

Su Xiaoxiao's face turned deathly pale. She pointed at the flashing red dot, her voice trembling uncontrollably:

"Squadron, Squadron! The signal source is... in the 10,000-seat stadium in the city center!"

"There...there's a huge concert there tonight! There are at least 50,000 people in attendance!"

Lu Jingyan's heart sank.

Fifty thousand people.

A dense, enclosed public space.

And that madman who clamored to make this city suffer the "wrath of God" set up the signal source there!

This is definitely not a coincidence.

This was a premeditated, large-scale terrorist attack targeting civilians!

"Grass!"

Zhao Tiezhu slammed his fist against the wall, his eyes bloodshot. "These beasts! What are they planning to do?! Massacre the entire city?!"

Lu Jingyan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil surging in his heart.

The "Absolute Rationality" skill was operating at full speed at this moment, isolating all panic and leaving only the purest calculation and analysis.

"Chief."

Lu Jingyan turned around, his eyes sharp as knives. "Give the order."

"Immediately activate the city-level Level 1 counter-terrorism response!"

"Seal off all roads surrounding the stadium! Mobilize the bomb disposal unit, special police, fire department, medical personnel... all available resources to the stadium!"

He grabbed the pistol from the table, deftly holstered it, and strode towards the door.

"Tiezhu, take the entire Special Investigations Team and come with me."

"Let's go and meet this... 'deity'."