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

"Brother Tiezhu," Su Xiaoxiao called out indistinctly, a lollipop in her mouth, "run towards that blast wall over there. Run with all your might."

Zhao Tiezhu was wearing a black, tight-fitting vest. His arm muscles bulged out, and sweat still clung to them.

"Xiaoxiao, don't you dare trick me."

He scratched his bald head, his rough fingers rubbing against his scalp with a soft, rustling sound.

"Last time you got those gravity shoes, I was stuck on the ceiling for half an hour. What kind of crazy thing are you up to this time?"

"Don't worry! It's absolutely safe!" Su Xiaoxiao moved the lollipop to her left cheek and patted her chest confidently.

Zhao Tiezhu turned around with a skeptical look on his face.

"Click".

A soft cracking sound of metal breaking.

A burst of eerie blue, high-frequency electromagnetic light erupted from inside the sphere, instantly expanding into an energy net three meters in diameter in the air.

The internet speed was ridiculously fast, as if it had eyes, directly covering Zhao Tiezhu's back as he ran wildly.

"Holy crap!"

Zhao Tiezhu only managed to utter half a curse.

His muscles suddenly stiffened. His two thick thighs, as if their bones had been removed instantly, lunged forward stiffly.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The burly man, weighing over 180 pounds, slammed solidly onto the explosion-proof mat. He bounced twice and then stopped moving.

The blue mesh of light sizzled against his clothes. Sparks flew, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of static electricity.

"Cough cough... Ptooey!"

Zhao Tiezhu spat out the plastic fragments from his mouth. He tried to get up by supporting himself with his hands on the ground, but his arms were shaking so badly that he couldn't muster any strength.

"What the hell is this weird thing? Half of my body is numb!" he roared, his tongue thick with slurred speech.

Su Xiaoxiao walked over with light steps. She took a remote control out of her white coat pocket and pressed the kill button.

The light net instantly contracted, transforming back into the unremarkable metal ball, which rolled to her feet.

"Non-lethal electromagnetic restraint net".

She bent down to pick up the ball and wiped it with the corner of her clothes.

"This is the code I rewrote after dismantling the alien beast capture device from the Sirius landing ship and reducing its dimensions. The voltage is precisely controlled at the edge of the human heart's safe tolerance limit, only cutting off the transmission of motor nerves."

Su Xiaoxiao proudly raised her chin, her eyes sparkling.

"Don't even mention you, Brother Tiezhu. Even a mad bull would be paralyzed for half an hour if it were covered by this thing. From now on, when the brothers go out to catch thieves, they won't have to chase them for several blocks with batons anymore."

Zhao Tiezhu rolled over and lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily.

"Okay. This thing is powerful. Better than a gun, no bloodshed." He rubbed his sore and numb lower back, convinced.

The same technological simplification is yielding results in every corner of the entire police system.

Three days later. South Third Ring Road, Jinghai City.

The midday sun was scorching. The asphalt on the road was softened by the heat and smelled of oil.

A heavily modified motorcycle darted wildly through traffic, weaving left and right. The exhaust pipe roared, the sound making the windows of the roadside office buildings rattle.

A thin, blond-haired young man sat in the back seat.

He was clutching a black leather bag tightly to his chest; the zipper wasn't fully closed, revealing several gleaming gold necklaces inside.

"Hurry up! Qiangzi, twist the accelerator a bit more! Once we're on the elevated highway, they won't be able to catch up!"

Yellow Hair howled in his hoarse voice. The wind rushed into his mouth, making him cough.

Qiangzi, riding his bicycle, gritted his teeth, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. His helmet was soaked with sweat, which trickled down his eyelashes, stinging his eyes.

"It's already 120! This awful road is full of cars, how can it go fast!"

Qiangzi glanced at the rearview mirror while shifting gears.

The two ordinary Jetta police cars that had been closely following them had long since disappeared from sight.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a silvery-white reflective dot rapidly approaching from my blind spot to my right rear.

There is no tire noise from the tires rubbing against the ground.

There was also no harsh engine roar.

There was only a very low-frequency "humming" sound, like some kind of high-powered electrical appliance running.

Qiangzi suddenly turned his head.

A streamlined police car without any wheels was hovering half a meter above the ground. It glided along the edge of the green belt like a ghost.

The car door was adorned with a blue and white police badge, which shone brightly in the sunlight, making one's eyes dizzy.

"Holy crap..." Qiangzi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "What the hell is this? Is this some kind of sci-fi movie?!"

The car window rolled down silently.

A young, low-ranking patrol officer sat in the passenger seat. His elbow was resting on the window, and he held a half-empty glass of iced cola in his hand.

The patrol officer didn't even glance at them, casually pulling out a blue metal ball with his right hand.

A flick of the thumb.

The metal ball flew out of the window with the wind. It cracked with a "click" above the heavy motorcycle.

A large, dark blue electromagnetic net covered his head.

"Sizzle—"

Qiangzi and Huangmao didn't even have time to apply the brakes. Their bodies instantly froze.

The motorcycle lost control, its tires leaving a black trail over ten meters long on the softened asphalt. It crashed heavily into a holly bush beside the road.

Soil mixed with broken leaves splashed up more than two meters high.

The hovering police car came to a smooth stop on the side of the road. The anti-gravity device under the car blew away a ring of dust.

The young patrolman got out of the car. He took a sip of his iced cola, his Adam's apple bobbing as he let out a satisfied sigh.

He walked up to the green belt.

Yellow Hair was hanging halfway up a tree branch, his limbs twitching uncontrollably. Saliva dripped from his mouth onto his chin.

"You... what kind of police are you..." the blond-haired man slurred, his eyes filled with terror and resentment.

"I ran through eight blocks... and you didn't even break a sweat..."

The patrol officer placed the Coke cup on the back of the motorcycle.

He pulled a coin-sized metal plate from his tactical belt. A small red light was flashing on it.

"What are you complaining about? Times have changed, brother."

The patrol officer crouched down and slapped the metal plate directly onto the blond-haired man's forehead.

The icy touch sent a shiver down Huang Mao's spine.

"A miniature brainwave lie detector. A scaled-down version of the Sirius interrogation system."

The patrol officer took out a handheld terminal, and a row of complex brainwave lines appeared on the screen.

"Now I ask, you answer. The moment you have even the slightest thought of lying, this patch will release a microcurrent of three milliamps to stimulate your pain receptors."

The patrol officer stared at the screen, his tone as calm as if he were chatting casually.

"Where is the contact person who handled the gold bars stolen from the jewelry store?"

Yellow Hair gritted his teeth, just about to make up a fake address.

A sharp, needle-like pain suddenly shot through my forehead, as if someone had stabbed me directly into my skull with an awl.

"Ah!! I'll tell you! I'll tell you! In the basement of the Nancheng scrap metal recycling station!"

The blond-haired man was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face, and his mental defenses collapsed instantly.

The patrol officer nodded in satisfaction. He typed in the address on his terminal and casually retrieved his iced cola.

"It would have been better if you had cooperated earlier. You had to suffer a bit."

The same almost absurdly efficient law enforcement scenes are playing out simultaneously in every corner of this sprawling metropolis.

The criminals discovered this in despair.

Today's police not only know the law, but their equipment is so advanced that it makes you want to call the police. Robbers can't outrun anti-gravity vehicles, and liars can't fool miniature lie detectors.

The city's security efficiency saw a terrifying vertical increase in just half a month.

The capital city. The highest command center for the police force.

The air conditioning in the top-floor office was blasting.

Lu Jingyan leaned back in the pure black leather office chair, holding a chipped stainless steel thermos in his hand.

Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the setting sun was painting half the sky blood red. The traffic below the building looked like luminous ribbons.

There were no piles of reports on the large desk.

On the holographic projection panel, only one striking green statistic floats: the national serious crime rate has decreased by 87 percent month-on-month.

He unscrewed the lid of the thermos and took a sip of water.

The warm water flowed down my esophagus, washing away some of the fatigue from staying up late for days.

"Knock knock".

There was a knock on the solid wood door of the office.

Old Chen from the archives department walked in quietly, carrying a brown paper file bag.

Old Chen's leather shoes clicked softly on the carpet. He placed the file folder on Lu Jingyan's table with both hands.

"Mr. Lu, the things you requested have been prepared." Old Chen said in a low voice, his tone respectful.

"This is a list of key individuals who were personally supervised for arrest in the past five years and have now been released after serving their sentences, along with their recent activity patterns."

Lu Jingyan put down his cup.

He pulled the somewhat old file folder in front of him. He untied the white string on it and pulled out a thick stack of paper documents.

The rustling sound of paper being rubbed was clearly audible in the quiet room.

Lu Jingyan lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the familiar names on the first page.

The faces in the photo include a rich second-generation who once held sway in Jinghai City, a top-notch assassin in the underworld who always had a crooked mouth, and a gang leader who once claimed to have absolute power.

Before he sent these people to prison to work on sewing machines, weren't they all arrogant and self-important?

"What have they been doing lately?" Lu Jingyan asked casually without looking up.

Old Chen swallowed hard, his expression becoming somewhat subtle.

"Uh... Reporting to General Lu. According to the visit records from the local police station..."

Old Chen pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

"To be honest, their current state is quite unexpected."

Lu Jingyan's slender fingers paused at the edge of the document.

He lifted his eyelids. A hint of inquiry flashed in his deep black eyes.

With the completion of police force reforms, the decentralization of these high-tech equipment has been on track. He no longer needs to personally oversee every aspect of the overall direction.

Lu Jingyan opened the special "List of Released Prisoners" and decided to conduct an undercover investigation of those outlaws who had once fallen victim to his crimes.