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

The days after we held hands were not as eventful as I had imagined.

There were no space pirates constantly coming to their deaths, nor were there any conspiracies to destroy the universe. The daily routine of the Galaxy's First Police Station soon became no different from that of any other police station on the streets of Jinghai City.

Aside from the fact that the person in question has a rather casual appearance.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The deafening bass line traveled along the alloy floor of the spaceport all the way to the soles of Lu Jingyan's feet.

The filter fans in the ventilation ducts were vibrating and buzzing.

Lu Jingyan stood with one hand in his pocket at the edge of the recreational plaza in the space city's living area. His black military boots clattered on the metal mesh floor, and his gaze swept over the crowd, landing on the group of alien creatures writhing in a tangled mess ahead.

A dozen or so centaur-like women with translucent blue scales and tentacles covering their lower bodies were surrounding an antimatter speaker that was twice the height of a person.

They waved their tentacles wildly, accompanied by piercing high-frequency electronic sounds.

The sound waves were so loud that even the lid of the nearby trash can was resonating.

Zhao Tiezhu covered his ears, the veins on his bald head throbbing.

"My goodness! These alien old ladies have been jumping for three hours straight!" he yelled at Lu Jingyan. "The silicon-based miners working the night shift downstairs have complained eight hundred times, saying the vibrations are making the crystals in their skulls crumble!"

Su Xiaoxiao, holding a tactical tablet, squeezed through from behind.

The dusty, high-density alloy ring on her left ring finger tapped against the tablet screen, making a crisp sound.

"Boss, the volume is 300 times over the limit." She frowned as she stared at the data. "And the music they're playing is interfering with the navigation radar of nearby civilian spacecraft."

Lu Jingyan remained silent.

He strode forward, heading straight towards the sound waves that seemed to shake one's internal organs.

The centaur-like aunties were jumping around energetically, their eight tentacles leaving afterimages in mid-air.

Lu Jingyan walked to the huge antimatter speaker. His slender fingers reached for the energy interface on the back of the speaker.

Pinch the thick red energy tube between your thumb and forefinger.

Pull it outwards.

"laugh--"

A blinding spark flashed, and the electronic dance music that could wake the dead came to an abrupt halt. The square fell silent instantly, with only the heavy breathing of the middle-aged women audible.

The fattest centaur woman leading the group was stunned.

She turned around, her six tiny, beady eyes staring intently at Lu Jingyan, waving her thickest tentacle.

"What are you doing? What are you doing! We're here at the Interstellar Senior Citizens' Activity Center exercising, why are you unplugging our power?" A rough, hoarse protest came through the translator.

Lu Jingyan casually tossed the energy tube on the ground and dusted off his gloves.

Article 58 of the "Regulations on Public Security Management in the Galaxy Area".

His eyelids drooped slightly, and his tone was as calm as if he were picking out cabbages at the market.

"Making noise that disturbs the normal lives of others. Those who fail to correct their behavior after being warned will be fined between 200 and 500 Star Coins."

He pointed to the metal floor beneath his feet.

"This is a public rest area, not your private dance hall. If you plug it back in, I'll confiscate this speaker as an illegal sound-producing device."

The leading woman was so angry that her scales stood on end, and her tentacles slapped the floor with a loud cracking sound.

"Don't you know anything about respecting the elderly and caring for the young?! We've been jumping around in the Centaurus constellation for centuries, and nobody dared to stop us!"

"That was before." Lu Jingyan lifted his eyelids and glanced at her. "Now that you're here, you have to abide by the rules."

He turned his head and called out to the people watching the show behind him.

"Xiaoxiao, write up the invoice."

Su Xiaoxiao suppressed a laugh and quickly tapped a few times on the tablet. An electronic parking ticket flashing red light appeared directly on the holographic screen in front of the middle-aged woman.

"Auntie, please use facial recognition payment. There will be late fees if you're late," she kindly reminded her.

Looking at the cold, hard profile of the man in the black police uniform, the middle-aged woman swallowed hard, her arrogant demeanor instantly diminishing. She could only mutter curses as she leaned closer to scan his face.

After dealing with this trivial dispute, the three walked back along the isolation passage.

"Hey, Director Lu." Su Xiaoxiao quickened her pace to catch up with Lu Jingyan.

She tugged at her loose gray uniform jacket and muttered under her breath.

"Look at that Cygnus couple who just passed by; they were both wearing matching light-up trench coats. Now that we're legally registered, shouldn't we get some... you know, matching outfits or something?"

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, and steam began to rise from her cheeks.

Zhao Tiezhu walked ahead, his ears were very sharp, and he turned around and grinned.

"Xiaoxiao, do you expect our warden to be romantic? All he thinks about is the law and handcuffs. If you let him pick out clothes, he could get you two sets of prison uniforms."

"Wait here." Lu Jingyan said these two words and turned to push into the equipment and supplies warehouse next to him.

Less than half a minute later, he came out carrying a heavy, black, rectangular metal box.

The box was placed on the ground with a dull thud.

Lu Jingyan crouched down, his slender fingers unlocking the latch. The lid popped open, revealing two heavy, black vests covered in tactical slots.

"Try them on." He picked up one of the smaller ones and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao reached out to take it.

The moment she let go, the weight of the vest made her stumble forward, almost falling onto the box.

"Oh my! What is this thing? Is it filled with lead?" She struggled to hold the vest in her arms, panting heavily.

"Wearing this, even if a medium-sized plasma cannon explodes at close range, it will protect the nuclear heart." He reached out and tightened the nylon straps on her shoulders. "It's very practical."

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes as she was being strangled, feeling like she couldn't breathe properly.

"You call this matching outfits?" she glared at him through gritted teeth. "Wearing this, I can barely even bend down to tie my shoelaces! Who wears bulletproof vests while on a date?!"

Zhao Tiezhu was laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight; his bald head was practically reflecting light.

Lu Jingyan ignored her complaints. He lowered his head and carefully checked every clasp on her waist to make sure it was perfectly fitted.

Rough fingertips brushed against her side. Through her uniform, Su Xiaoxiao flinched.

"There's a lot of messy radiation in the universe; staying alive is more important than looking good."

He fastened the last button and straightened up. He looked at the girl in front of him, who was wrapped up like a black dumpling and looked sullen.

His hard jawline relaxed, and he reached out a finger and gently tapped her alloy ring.

"Just wear this. (For family members)."

Su Xiaoxiao had a whole host of complaints, but the somber word "family member" completely shut her down. She could only blush and awkwardly tug at the hem of her bulletproof vest.

The azure planet slowly rotates in space. Clouds roll and unroll, and the ocean stretches out in the distance.

Neither of them spoke.

Su Xiaoxiao was still wearing that heavy bulletproof vest. She shifted to the side, her shoulder gently resting on Lu Jingyan's strong arm.

Lu Jingyan didn't move, but simply placed his left hand on the armrest of the bench, letting her lean against it.

He held a cup of freshly brewed instant coffee in his hand. The aroma of cheap coffee beans wafted through the quiet air.

"Look, isn't that Jinghai City?"

Su Xiaoxiao raised her hand and pointed to the small patch of dense golden light on the eastern side of the Asian tectonic plate on the projection.

"It should be a little after 8 p.m. over there now. The night market has just opened, and Old Li, who sells fried rice noodles near the bureau, is probably being chased by the urban management officers again."

She chuckled softly, her voice drifting somewhat in the empty corridor.

Lu Jingyan followed her finger and looked in that direction. A faint light shone in his dark eyes.

"Old Li's tricycle doesn't have a hygiene permit." He took a sip of his slightly bitter coffee. "Being chased away is in accordance with the city's appearance management regulations."

Su Xiaoxiao nudged him with her elbow in an annoyed tone.

"Can't you stop being such a spoilsport? I haven't had any Earth junk food for almost a month. This spaceport cafeteria serves some kind of high-dimensional nutritional paste every day, it's making me nauseous."

She rested her head on his shoulder, her hair brushing against the rough fabric of his bulletproof vest.

"Once we're done with this busy period, let's go back to Earth for a few days. I want to buy some roasted chestnuts from downstairs."

Lu Jingyan placed the coffee cup on the table next to him. The bottom of the cup hit the alloy tabletop with a dull thud.

He turned his head slightly.

He watched as the girl leaned on his shoulder, her breathing steady, her eyelashes casting a small shadow in the dim light.

This quiet, steady flow is far more tedious than the battles of wits with criminals in Gotham City and Arkham Asylum.

But Lu Jingyan felt more at ease with the beating heart in his chest than ever before.

He raised his calloused hand, ready to brush away the stray hairs that had slipped to the corner of her mouth.

Just as my fingertips were about to touch her cheek.

Lu Jingyan's movements abruptly stopped in mid-air.

His pupils constricted instantly. The blue light of rules that had faded in his eyes began to flicker wildly without warning.

Deep within the brain, there lies the neuron system that had completely disappeared after the final legal education campaign was completed.

It's like an old radio that's been dormant for years suddenly being switched on with high voltage.

"drop--"

A sharp, metallic voice, sharp enough to pierce the soul, exploded in his brainstem.

Su Xiaoxiao noticed the stiffness in his muscles.

She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at his hand, which was suspended in mid-air, with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her tone slightly bewildered.

Lu Jingyan did not answer her.

His gaze passed over Su Xiaoxiao's head, fixed on the empty air in front of him. The mechanical voice in his ears was delivering a emotionless verdict.

"The host's emotional threshold has been detected to exceed the upper limit of absolute rationality stripping."

"The ultimate legal education mission has been completed. Preparing to proceed with the final unbinding procedure."