The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

"Xiao Jing, you said..."

Finally, Sui Jiu put down his teacup, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table, making a crisp sound, his tone carrying a hint of anticipation.

"Perhaps we fell into a blind spot in our thinking from the very beginning."

Mu Jing pointed to the thirty sleeping bodies on the screen, his tone steady yet resolute:

"Why must we assume that the perpetrator must be an extraordinary being?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Eryin immediately stepped forward, her tone aggressive:

"Could an ordinary person possibly defeat a psychic?"

"Then what makes you so certain that the thirty people lying there are all powerful psychic abilities capable of attack?"

Mu Jing looked back at her with neither arrogance nor servility, his tone carrying a hint of questioning:

"Just because the woman in the black mist mask attacked the Agile Operator, are you assuming the perpetrator only targets powerful psionicists?"

"You mean...?"

Er Yin's tone softened instantly, and she fell into deep thought:

"Is the woman in the black mist mask also part of a smokescreen?"

The real culprit deliberately avoided powerful psychics.

They specifically target psionicists who lack offensive capabilities and can only provide support?

"That's right."

Mu Jing nodded emphatically:

"If they are support-type psionicists, they lack offensive means and may not be able to fight against ordinary people who have prepared weapons in advance."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding operators suddenly realized what was happening, nodded subconsciously, and waited for Mu Jing to continue his analysis.

"This is the core reason why we still can't catch the murderer even after all the patrols in each district have been increased."

Mu Jing turned to look at Sui Jiu, his tone serious:

"If the killer himself does not have any demonic energy, spiritual power, or holy power fluctuations, then relying solely on energy perception for patrols is like the blind men and the elephant; it's impossible for us to find any trace of them."

After a long while, he nodded slowly and said solemnly:

"You're right, we did overlook the possibility of ordinary people committing the crime."

This incident requires a significant increase in resources; not only must extraordinary efforts be mobilized, but collaboration with other departments is also essential to conduct a comprehensive investigation.

"I agree to increase resource investment, but I still have one question."

After a while, the conversation shifted, and the speaker looked at Mu Jing:

How do they accurately identify support psychics?

If we had mistakenly attacked a defensive or offensive psionicist, and they had escaped and reported back to us, we would have already realized their target.

"Therefore, this incident is much larger than we imagined."

Mu Jing's tone turned serious:

"The term 'massive' here does not refer to the strength of the mastermind."

It refers not to the number of ordinary people involved!

If they are large enough and involve complex social relationships.

This allows for the accurate identification of support-type psychics through large-scale testing.

They also launched simultaneous multi-target attacks, making it impossible for us to defend against them.

Mu Jing knew perfectly well that this was the inherent weakness of human nature.

Just like how the exorcist forces looked down on the psionicists who had not yet risen to prominence.

The psychic forces that are now taking shape also look down on ordinary people who have no abilities.

At a time when psychics and exorcists are vying for power and maintaining a balance of power.

The forces of evil have already quietly taken root and infiltrated among ordinary people.

This is also the fundamental reason why there are so many death routes in "Night of Destiny".

While the superhumans are preoccupied with internal strife, the demonic forces take the opportunity to lie dormant, using the countless negative emotions of ordinary people to continuously strengthen themselves.

After all, the Holy Mark relies on bloodline inheritance, while spiritual energy comes from innate mutations.

Only a magic contract can be obtained by selling oneself later in life.

This is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for ordinary people who have nowhere else to turn.

Based on the above analysis, I hereby apply for—

Mu Jing raised his eyes and looked at Sui Jiu with a firm gaze: "This task force has temporarily obtained command of the Sixth Holy Spirit Bureau's Sky Patrol Department."

The Sky Patrol Department is an organization specifically responsible for handling non-supernatural cases.

In the days when exorcists fiercely battled demons, the Sky Patrol once shouldered some of the responsibilities that the Holy Spirit Bureau now undertakes.

After all, there are few exorcists, and their core mission is to fight demons. They are simply unable to handle ordinary cases and only need to manage the higher-ups of the Sky Patrol Department.

However, this balance was completely broken after the birth of psionicists.

Not only do psionicists possess the strength to rival exorcists, but their numbers far exceed those of exorcists, making them fully capable of replacing the functions of the Sky Patrol.

Over time, the Sky Patrol Department became a peripheral organization under the Holy Spirit Bureau.

Most of the members are ordinary people who are only responsible for handling some civil disputes and ordinary public security incidents.

The core extraordinary missions are all taken over by psionicists.

"Okay." Sui Jiu nodded immediately without the slightest hesitation.

"Starting tonight, Mu Jing will serve as the captain of the special task force and temporarily take command of the Sky Patrol Department until the case is closed."

Mu Jing took the silver token from Sui Jiu and attached it to the back of his custom-made phone.

The next second, a white light flashed on the phone screen, and a line of large, special-effect text appeared:

[Temporary command of the Sky Patrol Department has been obtained].

"Execute the command!"

Mu Jing gripped his phone tightly and said in a serious tone:

"Tonight, all members of the Sky Patrol Department will be mobilized to strengthen all-round patrols in their respective jurisdictions."

Any emergency—including but not limited to late-night arguments, street fights, or unusual gatherings—must be reported immediately without exception!

Time flies, and it's already late at night.

Fifth District.

"Special correspondent Mu Jing, urgent report! An abandoned factory in the Fifth District has experienced an abnormal shutdown that lasted for half an hour."

After listening to the Sky Patrol Department's report, Mu Jing quickly recalled the original plot and confirmed that this was indeed the Blood Cult's target for tonight's attack!

"Set off immediately! Destination: the abandoned factory in District 5!"

A moment later, Mu Jing led the entire task force to their destination.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the place."

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.

Giant chimneys pierced the night like rusted spines, while barbed wire wrapped around the mottled factory walls.

The entire factory lay prostrate in the night, the chimneys that should have been operating utterly silent, not emitting a single wisp of smoke, eerily still.

"Let's just infiltrate."

While adjusting the brim of his military cap, Er Yin put on the headphones on his shoulder, his tone crisp and decisive.

They didn't even give Mu Jing a chance to give instructions.

Before she finished speaking, tiny bursts of light suddenly appeared beneath her feet.

Immediately afterwards, rings of clear energy ripples spread outwards, like pebbles thrown into an emerald lake, spreading outwards with a strange rhythm.

Lifted by the energy ripples, Er Yin leaped into the air like an arrow released from a bow.

In the blink of an eye, they had climbed over the ten-meter-high barbed wire net.

It landed as lightly as a feather, without making a sound.

"Jing-kun, shall we go in too?" Xuehua gently tugged at Mu Jing's sleeve.

"Okay." Mu Jing nodded, then turned to look at Yan Li and Min Su:

"We will also take action."

He watched Er Yin's retreating figure as she acted on her own, feeling no emotion whatsoever.

On the contrary, I think that such a strong and arrogant person is more easily taken advantage of.

He knew from the beginning how to quickly nip the crisis in the bud, but he couldn't do that.

If the events end quickly, the third installment, "Bloodthirsty Fog," will end abruptly.

If it ends like this, the anime's popularity will dissipate, and it won't be able to gain enough popularity.

Just as the little witch lurking in the shadows had imagined.

Audiences always love more convoluted and grander stories.

Only a dramatic and exciting plot can highlight the glory of the final victory;

Only a grand finale deserves a grand victory.

"Target spotted! They're all ordinary people, leave this to me!"

Er Yin's voice came through the miniature earpiece, her tone relaxed, interrupting Mu Jing's thoughts.

"Let's go inside quickly..."