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

The metallic clanging sounds grew fainter and fainter in the trunk of the black SUV.

The blue spirit, which had been yelling and trying to smash the jar, was now completely speechless.

"Brother! Grandpa! Ancestor! Stop knocking!"

Old Wang's voice came from the jar, tinged with sobs and mixed with a distinct electrical vibration.

"You've almost shattered my electromagnetic waves!"

"I'll confess! I'll confess to anything! Please don't hand me over to Forensic Doctor Qin!"

Lu Jingyan held the steering wheel with one hand and gestured in the air with the other.

He did not stop.

He simply transformed the rhythm of tapping the jar from chaotic to rhythmic.

This frequency is a "mental interference wave" specifically targeting the consciousness level of spirits.

"Then let's start from the beginning."

Lu Jingyan's voice was cold, with a calm, cat-and-mouse demeanor.

"Name, place of origin, and your so-called 'agent'."

The voice inside the jar paused for half a second, then erupted into a torrent of self-narration.

"My name is Wang Dachui, a native of Jinghai City. I was a first-class stoker at the crematorium before I died."

"I died on duty three months ago due to cardiac arrest. I wanted to be reincarnated, but the intersection was too congested."

"Later, I met a man in a black suit on the roadside who said he could find jobs for 'free spirits' like us."

Old Wang became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and the tank even began to tremble.

"That place is called 'The House of Psychic Power,' and it's located in an abandoned air-raid shelter in the west of the city."

"They specifically act as matchmakers for spirits who don't want to be reincarnated or haven't been chosen yet."

"As long as we hand over half of our soul power as a processing fee, they can help us stay in the mortal realm."

"They can also find us odd jobs like 'scaring people,' 'guarding tombs,' or 'entering dreams' to earn some incense offerings."

Lu Jingyan raised an eyebrow slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Illegally staying in the living world and running an underground illegal labor agency?"

He sneered, and with a slight push of his right foot, the SUV suddenly accelerated.

"You bunch of dead illegal buildings, you really mastered the crooked ways of the living world."

"Sir, I didn't want to either!"

Old Wang was pacing anxiously inside the jar, making a hissing sound.

"Those intermediaries said that now that spiritual energy has been revived, the mortal realm will be ours from now on."

"They also said that as long as you follow them, you can cultivate into a ghost immortal, and even the police won't be able to touch you."

"Who knew...who knew the police in Jinghai City even had stun guns!"

Lu Jingyan ignored Old Wang's pleas and a huge shadow had already formed in his mind.

Jinghai City, and indeed the entire planet Blue Star, is currently at a dangerous turning point.

A tiger riding a bicycle, a fox swindling money, and a dead man demanding back wages.

This is just the tip of the iceberg.

If these "supernatural" factors are allowed to grow unchecked, the existing rule of law in society will collapse instantly.

Human laws are based on carbon-based life forms.

Spirits, demons, and mutated creatures were almost entirely absent from the old legal code, remaining in a gray area.

This caused many originally docile creatures to instantly swell with power and turn into lawless thugs.

"Tiezhu, has Xiaoxiao's data been recovered?"

Lu Jingyan pressed the wireless communicator in his ear.

"Reporting, boss! Xiaoxiao's awake, and she's drinking milk tea while badmouthing the 'Psychic House's' backers!"

Zhao Tiezhu's voice was filled with excitement, and also with a lingering sense of relief.

"She said the servers there were actually built with locust wood, which was really weird."

"But even the most sinister locust wood is a leaky sieve in front of her master key."

Lu Jingyan nodded, his eyes becoming increasingly clear.

"Tell her to pull up the list."

"Whether they are human or ghost, as long as they do something underhanded on the land of Jinghai City, they will all be registered in the household registration system."

"Our current capture speed can no longer keep up with the speed at which these monsters have become powerful."

Lu Jingyan took a deep breath, and the light of rules in his mind flickered slightly.

He realized that piecemeal strikes were only a temporary solution.

A legitimate institution must be established that transcends conventional law enforcement and is specifically designed to target supernatural crimes.

A powerful department that understands both law and physical exorcism.

Half an hour later, Lu Jingyan returned to the Provincial Public Security Bureau.

He didn't go to the interrogation room, but went straight into his office.

He sat behind his large desk, lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, just watched the smoke swirl around him.

In his mind, the notification sound of the [Police God System] became more serious than ever before.

[Ding! Detected that the rule of law integrity in the current plane has been affected by supernatural factors, dropping to 89%!]

[Urgent Mission Issued: Establish the absolute authority of the rule of law and manage "non-natural" citizens!]

Lu Jingyan snorted coldly and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Management? Let's start with the most basic things like household registration and social security."

He turned on his computer, and his fingers tapped a series of crisp, powerful strokes on the keyboard.

Outside the window, the neon lights of Jinghai City still flickered, but there seemed to be some indescribable shimmering light in the night sky.

Lu Jingyan stared at the screen, his eyes revealing a cold, domineering air.

An hour later.

He printed out a thick document.

Each sheet of paper exudes the fresh smell of ink, and also carries a sense of solemn authority.

He stood up and straightened his crisp police uniform.

As Lu Jingyan walked out of the office, he ran into Director Chen, who was carrying a pile of documents.

"Xiao Lu, how's the situation with that disco legend at the crematorium going?"

Director Chen wiped his sweat anxiously. "The whole city is talking about it being haunted. The pressure is immense."

Without wasting any words, Lu Jingyan handed over the stack of documents in his hand.

Director Chen paused for a moment, then looked down.

At the very top of the document's cover is a title printed in bold black font:

Request for the establishment of a comprehensive management center for special organisms and natural phenomena.

Looking at Director Chen's shocked expression, Lu Jingyan's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Chief, times have changed."

"Since gods and monsters want to integrate into human society, let's give them an identity."

"The status of a 'taxpayer citizen' who is strictly regulated by national laws and must pay taxes on time."

Lu Jingyan's voice was very soft, but it made the thermos cup in Director Chen's hand shake slightly.

"From today onwards, the laws of Jinghai City will not only apply to the living."

"We want to make those monsters and demons understand that we can handle the accounts that even the King of Hell can't."

"We will try the cases that the underworld cannot."

Director Chen opened his mouth, but finally looked into Lu Jingyan's ambitious black eyes.

He sighed heavily, but his tone carried a strange sense of confidence.

"Go ahead, Xiao Lu."

"I'll risk my reputation and go to the provincial government to get this request signed for you."

Lu Jingyan nodded slightly, turned and walked into the deep corridor, his leather shoes making a crisp and powerful sound.

he knows.

His "supernatural era of rule of law" officially began at this moment.