Start with iron blocks, upgrade them into armor summoners.

He pushed off with his feet and shot out like an arrow.

The sin-eater swung its claws to meet the attack, the claws wreathed in dark red flames.

Swords clashed with claws, ice and fire clashed, and a cloud of white mist exploded in the corridor.

As the smoke cleared, the man took a few steps back, while the sin-eater was sent flying and crashed into a hospital room.

With a "bang".

The sin-eater was embedded directly in the wall, its limbs twitching a few times, and the dark red mist in its chest began to surge out uncontrollably.

The walls were covered in cracks, and debris kept falling down.

The man didn't give it a chance to breathe.

With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and icy blue patterns spread from the hilt to his entire arm.

"Cryogenic burial".

A chill rose from the ground, climbed up the walls, and in the blink of an eye, froze the sin-eater and the walls within half a meter around it into a block of ice.

The ice layer was at least ten centimeters thick, and the sin-eaters inside remained in a struggling posture, like specimens sealed in amber.

The man sheathed his sword, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"All done. Fourth floor oncology department, you guys come up and clean up."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the nurse squatting behind the front desk.

The girl was still huddled there, her head in her hands, her shoulders twitching.

He walked over, squatted down, and spoke in a much gentler tone than when he had spoken to the sin-eater: "It's alright now, you did a good job."

The nurse looked up, her face covered in tears, her lips trembling, "What...what is that...?"

"It's nothing," the man thought for a moment, "just a... somewhat disobedient patient. It's all taken care of."

The nurse clearly didn't believe it, but she didn't have the energy to ask further, so she just nodded.

The sound of elevator doors opening came from the corridor, and several people quickly walked out.

Leading the way was a young man wearing glasses, holding a flat-shaped energy detector in his hand; it was Li Rui.

Behind him were two people dressed in black combat uniforms, a man and a woman, both with standard short knives hanging from their waists.

"Captain Xie," Li Rui glanced at the scene and adjusted his glasses, "you went a bit harder than last time."

The man called Captain Xie yawned: "I'm in a hurry, I don't have time to play with it."

Li Rui walked to the ice block, placed the detector on it, and a series of data appeared on the screen.

"The residual energy is stable, with no risk of spreading. This level of ice can last for at least twenty-four hours."

He turned and gestured to the two people behind him: "Begin the operation."

The two immediately got to work.

The woman took out a silver-white metal box from her backpack, opened it, and inside were several translucent tubes neatly stacked.

The man then pulled a short knife from his waist; the blade had fine lines and gleamed slightly.

He walked up to the ice block, drew a circle on the ice with the tip of his knife, and then gently pushed it. The ice block, along with the sin-eater inside, was completely removed, the cut surface as smooth as if it had been measured with a ruler.

The female team member took the ice and pushed the sin-eater inside toward the outside.

Li Rui tapped the tablet a few more times, then looked up at the corridor: "There are still a dozen or so patients who need memory correction; the workload is considerable..."

"That's your problem." Captain Xie had already turned and walked towards the elevator, waving his hand without looking back. "I'm going back to catch up on my sleep."

Li Rui gave a wry smile and took out Dream Smoke Balls from his waist bag.

As the energy dissipated, the nurse not far away collapsed to the ground.

At the other end of the corridor, Captain Xie pressed the elevator button, and after a moment, the door opened.

He went inside, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.

The moment the elevator doors closed, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"That new guy Zhou Hai found... he's interesting."

He took out his phone and glanced at the message Zhou Hai had just sent:

"The new recruit is called White Tiger. He just joined the team today. He's very capable; you'll see when he comes along."

Xie Jiu'an put his phone back in his pocket and muttered, "White Tiger... that's quite a tiger-like name."

As the elevator descended, the light from the fluorescent tubes flickered on his face.

at the same time……

The Administration Bureau, second basement level, is the detention area.

In an interrogation room at the end of the corridor, a man in a suit sat on an iron chair with his hands cuffed to the table.

His face was still ashen, but he was calmer than when he was first arrested, or rather, he had resigned himself to his fate.

The door opened, and Zhou Hai walked in, holding a glass of water.

He placed the water on the table and sat down opposite him.

"What's your name?"

The man in the suit raised his head, his lips moving slightly: "Wang... Wang Defa."

"Who sent you?"

"Bloody Hand... Lord Bloody Hand."

"What does he look like?"

Wang Defa shook his head: "I've never seen it. We've always communicated through sacred objects."

How can I contact them?

"No need to contact him. He gave me the sacred object, told me what to do, and the object will go back to me by itself after I finished."

Zhou Hai was silent for a moment: "What is your role in the church?"

"A believer... an ordinary believer," Zhao Defa's voice trailed off, "I'm just... I just yearn for the extraordinary."

Zhou Hai didn't reply. He simply stood up, picked up the untouched glass of water, and walked out of the interrogation room.

The door closed.

Zhao Defa sat alone in the empty room, staring at the dried bloodstains on his wrist, his lips trembling again.

"Lord Bloodhand... will come for me... he definitely will... I'm completely finished!"

His voice echoed in the empty room, but there was no response.

……

It was almost evening when Xing Yun left the management bureau.

He took out his phone and checked the time; it was almost six o'clock.

Yangyang's kindergarten lets out at 5:30, and it will take him quite a while to get there from here.

He estimated that it would take more than 20 minutes to drive from the suburbs to the city.

Xing Yun's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly dialed the phone number of Grandma Xu, the kindergarten director.

"Hello, Xiao Xing!" Grandma Xu's voice was calm on the other end of the phone. "Yangyang has already been picked up. Ms. Bai from your neighborhood helped pick her up. She said she told you."

Xing Yun was stunned for a moment.

Ms. Bai... Bai Zhiqing?

He didn't mention it, but now is not the time to press him.

"Okay, thank you, Grandma."

After hanging up the phone, he got on the electric scooter provided by the management bureau and started heading towards Sunshine Community.

By the time the electric scooter turned into the gate of the Sunshine Community, it was completely dark.

Downstairs in Building 6, Xing Yun looked up at her own window; the light was on.

He locked his car and hurried upstairs.

Before I even reached the door, I could hear Yangyang's laughter coming from inside, along with the voice of another little girl.

The door wasn't closed properly; it was ajar.

Xing Yun pushed open the door and went in. While he was changing his shoes, Yangyang had already run over from the living room.

"dad!"

She rushed over and hugged Xing Yun's leg, rubbing her face against his knee, then tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling.

"Daddy, you're back! Aunt Bai came to pick me up and even cooked noodles for me and Niannian!"