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

In the north of the city, lies the headquarters of the "Bloodthirsty Hall," a name that once struck fear into the hearts of countless underground forces.

Two riot police cars roared in. Director Chen happened to be inspecting the North City Branch today, and upon hearing that Lu Jingyan was going to take down this underground cancer, he insisted on personally leading the team to oversee the operation.

"Xiao Lu, those Bloodthirsty Gang guys are no pushovers." Director Chen tugged at his bulletproof vest, his expression grave as he gave a serious warning. "Especially that Scarface Qiang, he's got blood on his hands. Their sudden registration of a company is probably for money laundering. We need to be prepared for a strong attack."

Lu Jingyan smiled noncommittally and pulled a heavy cardboard box from the trunk of the car.

"Don't worry, Chief. Whether they're really laundering money or not, the big gift I brought today will make them suffer terribly."

Zhao Tiezhu pushed open the blast-proof vehicle door, grabbed the Gatling gun, and charged ahead towards the tightly closed metal gate.

"Bang—!"

A powerful kick. The heavy iron door let out a painful groan as Zhao Tiezhu kicked it away, frame and all.

"Hands behind your heads, all of you! Anyone who dares to touch the destroyed ledgers will taste the power of a metal storm!"

Zhao Tiezhu's wild roar echoed in the spacious basement. However, the next second, the fierce look on his face froze instantly, and he almost dropped the Gatling gun in his hand.

Director Chen drew his pistol and rushed in, then froze.

Lu Jingyan, carrying the cardboard box, strode through the door at a leisurely pace. His deep gaze swept across the room, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a wild smile.

There are no smoky casinos, and no piles of smuggled contraband.

The entire basement was painted snow-white, and the walls were covered with posters promoting the core socialist values.

A striking blood-red banner stretched across the center: "Strive for 100 days to pass the CPA exam! Memorize one more question, skip one day of sewing!"

More than a hundred burly men with tattoos of dragons crossing rivers and tigers descending mountains were all dressed in matching blue work uniforms and sat upright on small stools. In front of each of them was a small desk piled high with thick volumes of "Intermediate Accounting Practice" and "Tax Law".

On the stage, Scarface Qiang, the once-famous underworld boss of the north of the city, was wearing a faded white shirt.

He wore thick-rimmed reading glasses, and the hideous scar on his left cheek contorted with his agitated expression. He held a piece of chalk in his hand, frantically banging it on the blackboard.

"Listen up, all of you! Value-added tax input tax deduction is a key and guaranteed exam topic!"

"Our logistics company can deduct all fuel and toll fees as long as we have a special VAT invoice! Anyone who dares to buy a fake invoice is committing the crime of issuing false VAT invoices, which carries a minimum sentence of three years!"

Scarface Qiang was speaking with great enthusiasm when he suddenly heard a loud crash as the door was kicked open, which startled him so much that the chalk in his hand broke in two.

When he saw Lu Jingyan, dressed in special forces uniform and with a mocking expression, standing at the door, his legs suddenly went weak, and he knelt down on the podium.

"Officer Lu!"

Scarface Qiang scrambled over, tears streaming down his face in fright.

"Uncle Lu! We really didn't do anything wrong! We were just reciting the 'Economic Law'!"

Director Chen stared dumbfounded at the notorious, ruthless bandit, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Scarface Qiang, what are you guys up to? Running an underground tutoring center here?"

"Director Chen! You're here too!" Scarface Qiang looked like he had seen a savior. He suddenly pulled a thick, waterproof document bag from his pocket and held it up high with trembling hands.

"Look! This is our Hongxin Xiangyang Logistics Security Company's business license! This is our tax registration certificate! And this is this month's tax payment certificate!"

Scarface Qiang's voice trembled with excitement: "We're a legitimate company now! All employees have the five social insurances and one housing fund, we operate absolutely legally and compliantly, and we haven't evaded a single penny of taxes!"

Lu Jingyan took the file bag and casually flipped through it. All the official seals were present, and the accounts were even clearer and more transparent than those of some listed companies.

"You've made a quick transition, haven't you?" Lu Jingyan leaned down slightly, looking at Scarface Qiang's face, which was filled with a survival instinct. "Giving up the lucrative world of organized crime to go and take the CPA exam? Isn't that a bit too much of a leap?"

Upon hearing this, Scarface Qiang felt so wronged that tears streamed down his face.

He tearfully recounted his inner fears.

"Team Leader Lu, how dare we still associate with the underworld! You even dragged that Asura Palace Master who could unleash qi into the ground ninety meters underground to work on a sewing machine, what are we mere mortals wielding watermelon knives compared to that!"

Scarface pointed at the group of trembling henchmen behind him, pounding his chest in anguish.

"We were naive before, thinking that collecting protection money was a quick way to make money. Now we know, that's robbery plus organized crime, it's a capital offense!"

"Instead of living in constant fear of being shot by you, you should study hard and get certified. I'm forcing these illiterate people to take the accounting and logistics management exams every day. Anyone who can't memorize the tax law, I'll make them copy the Criminal Law a hundred times!"

The henchmen below nodded in unison, their eyes gleaming with a thirst for knowledge and a deep fear of Lu Jingyan.

"The boss is right! Knowledge changes destiny, and legal education illuminates life!" Several burly men with tattooed arms shouted the slogan in unison.

Zhao Tiezhu watched from the side, his lips twitching. He silently turned off the safety on the Gatling gun and muttered to himself.

"Look at this mess! Even gangsters are starting to require licenses. If I don't get a part-time college diploma soon, will I be left behind by the times?"

Lu Jingyan couldn't help but chuckle. He tossed the business license back to Scarface Qiang and casually placed the heavy cardboard box on the podium.

"Since the scarred boss is so conscientious and determined to be a law-abiding and tax-paying citizen, our police force will certainly give him our full support."

Lu Jingyan opened the cardboard box, revealing it filled with teaching materials.

"This is a complete set of 'Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation' that I specially bought wholesale from Xinhua Bookstore for you, plus a compilation of past CPA exam questions. Do two sets every day, and you're not allowed to sleep until you've finished them."

Scarface Qiang stared at the box of nightmarish exercise books, his face paler than if he had been stabbed twice. Yet, he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he trembled as he took the box.

"Thank you... thank you so much, Team Leader Lu, for your guidance! We will definitely study hard and live up to the government's expectations!"

Director Chen watched this absurd yet extremely harmonious scene from the side, and fell into deep thought.

The effect of physical legal education is terrifyingly powerful! It's more effective than conducting a hundred anti-gang and anti-crime campaigns every year!

"Alright, now you'd better study your input tax deduction properly. If you ever encounter thugs demanding protection money, remember to call 110 (the police)."

Lu Jingyan dusted off his hands, turned and strode towards the door. Zhao Tiezhu and Director Chen quickly followed.

As soon as Lu Jingyan stepped out of the security door and took a breath of the fresh air in the north of the city, the special communicator in his pocket vibrated.

This is Qin Mingyue's exclusive route in the forensic department.

"Forensic Doctor Qin, what kind of bizarre case has come up this time? Could it be that some evil cultivator has turned zombies into assembly line workers?" Lu Jingyan pressed the answer button, teasingly speaking in a relaxed tone.

On the other end of the phone, Qin Mingyue's voice lacked her usual scientist's composure; instead, it carried an undisguised strangeness and unease.

"Team Leader Lu, you must be joking. I just finished investigating a revenge killing in the east of the city, and the situation is very strange."

"The killer's methods were extremely professional. But the most bizarre thing was not the method of killing, but the cleanliness of the crime scene."

Qin Mingyue pushed up her glasses, looked at the test results in her hand, and took a deep breath.

"The victim was stabbed seventeen times, but the entire wooden floor of the living room was not only free of blood, but was even coated with a layer of imported high-grade reflective beeswax. Even the years of grime on the coffee table was cleaned spotless with a professional, powerful cleaner."

"This is not destroying evidence at all; it's practically a deep cleaning service like a five-star hotel."

Lu Jingyan's relaxed expression vanished instantly, and his eyes sharpened.

"Have you found out who did it?"

"No DNA or fingerprints were left at the scene." Qin Mingyue paused, her tone becoming even more strange, "but the killer left a business card in the most conspicuous place on the coffee table."

"What does it say on the business card?" Lu Jingyan asked, frowning.

"It reads: Red Rose High-End Housekeeping and Cleaning Company. We undertake all kinds of haunted house cleaning and stubborn bloodstain removal services. Order through Meituan and get a 5 yuan cashback for a 5-star review."