America: The Cremator

Adam's disdain vanished, and he said seriously, "Captain Elena, don't joke with me like that."

"We at the FBI have already spent a considerable amount of time tracking down 'Dream's' sales network, and now is the crucial moment to close the net. Don't even think about trying to steal the spoils!"

Elena sneered, meeting his gaze without backing down: "Picking the peaches? Agent Adam, perhaps you should update your intelligence. This informant was already turned by our Bureau of Paranormal Investigations two weeks ago."

"All the information he provided about 'Dream' was related to a brand new Class B supernatural entity. According to federal law, the highest authority to handle all cases involving supernatural entities lies with our Supernatural Response Bureau."

"Therefore, we must take this body with us."

Adam stepped forward, closing in on Elena, intensifying the tension in the air: "I don't care what kind of supernatural connections he has! Even if supernatural entities are listed on Wall Street, I don't care... but do you know how much tax these dream drug dealers owe?"

"No one can evade taxes in America, not even a shady third-rate workshop! I must take this body with me today!"

The atmosphere became extremely tense.

Seeing the two men locked in a tense standoff, Su Long tried to calm them down, saying, "Both of you, calm down."

However, no one paid him any attention; Adam and Elena's entire focus was on each other.

Su Long sighed helplessly.

These federal agents always value jurisdiction above all else; even if the end of the world is imminent, they will first argue about which department should press the red button.

The next moment, an invisible will emanated from him, spreading out silently like ripples on a calm lake.

Elena, who was glaring angrily at Adam, suddenly stiffened. The sharp arguments she had prepared to refute Adam vanished in an instant, turning into a jumbled mess.

On the other side, Adam was also stunned by this sudden sense of mental pressure. He felt his thinking suddenly become incredibly sluggish, and the provocative words he had prepared were instantly disrupted.

Su Long spoke again: "You two, listen to me. The only consequence of your continued arguing is that it will accelerate this guy's transformation into black mud."

"I don't think this is a good outcome for either of you."

After saying that, he pointed to the corpse nailed to the cross and held up two fingers: "Judging from the current level of blackening, it will take twenty minutes for it to completely transform into the monster. Whether you want to investigate clues or collect evidence, please hurry."

"Twenty minutes from now, regardless of whether you have any results or not, we will burn this body."

Elena and Suron exchanged a glance and nodded first, indicating their agreement to the proposal.

Seeing this, Adam snorted coldly and had no choice but to compromise.

Seeing this, Su Long clapped his hands.

"Very well, let's get moving, you two."

For the next while, an eerie silence fell over the scene.

Elena and Adam each retrieved their investigation kits from the car, put on latex gloves, and extracted DNA samples and fingerprints from the body one by one.

Elena and her team put on latex gloves and carefully extracted various biological samples from the deceased, while scanning the surroundings with instruments in an attempt to find any strange clues.

Adam reached for the deceased's tattered leather jacket, rummaged through the pockets for a moment, and finally pulled out a folded piece of paper soaked in blood from the chest pocket.

He carefully unfolded it, quickly read it through, and then his expression turned grim.

Here, you can take a look too.

After Adam finished speaking, he snorted coldly, took a picture of the note with his phone as evidence, and then handed it to Elena.

Elena took the note, and Suron, who was behind her, also leaned over to see what it contained.

It was a line of writing in red ink.

"The IRS, the FBI, the CSI... and any other shitty agency, you better stop investigating immediately, or this will be your fate."

Elena looked at the words on the note and suddenly smiled.

Seeing Elena's increasingly terrified expression, Wells leaned closer to Sulong and asked in a low voice, "What does it say?"

Surong explained succinctly: "A threatening letter. It said that if these two departments continued investigating the drug matter, they would kill all the investigators."

Wells' eyes widened instantly: "So arrogant? Are we going to get involved in some shocking murder case?"

Elena put the note into the evidence bag and said in a cold voice, "This informant has been lurking in the Parker Candy Factory in Seattle, investigating the source of the raw materials for the 'Dream' drug."

"Now that he has been exposed and executed, we don't need to wait any longer."

She turned to her adjutant and gave the order: "Prepare to close the net. Bring all those people back and interrogate them one by one."

Adam walked over with a playful smile on his face.

"Okay, let's go together."

Seeing Elena's displeasure, he shrugged and said, "Don't look so grim, Captain Elena."

"You investigate your bizarre ingredients, I'll investigate my tax issues. We'll each investigate our own; there's no conflict, is there?"

Just then, a rapid cell phone ringtone sounded from both of them almost simultaneously.

They each turned to answer the phone, and then their expressions both became serious.

Wells leaned closer again, about to ask what was going on this time.

Su Long's own phone also vibrated.

He answered the phone, and heard his supervisor, Watkinson's, hoarse and hurried voice coming through the receiver.

"Su, is this job done? Another big one has come in. Everyone at the Parker Candy Factory is dead, roughly twenty people, I estimate. You're the closest team, get over there as soon as you're done and take control of the scene."

"Headquarters said that you will be working with the Sinister Support Bureau and the FBI. Be careful."

Su Long hung up the phone and exchanged a glance with Elena and Adam, who had also just finished their call.

All three wore expressions that were a mixture of solemnity and absurdity.

Seeing the eerie silence, Wells finally couldn't help but ask, "So... we're going to that Parker's Candy Factory to collect the bodies of over twenty dead people?"

"Yes," Suron said calmly, looking at the corpse that was gradually turning into black mud on the cross, "but before that, let's deal with this unfortunate fellow first."

Wells responded and, together with Suron, lowered the informant's body and placed it into the incinerator behind the crematorium.

Suron said casually, "Wells, I'll take over the operation. Could you please take the cleaning tools and check around the cross for any missed debris or black sludge?"

"learn."

Wells skillfully retrieved the cleaning tools from the car and rushed towards the cross, while Suron operated the crematorium, spraying fuel onto the corpse while surveying his surroundings.

Seeing that Adam hadn't noticed him, he quietly extended his right hand, a cluster of golden primordial fire igniting at his fingertips. Then, with a flick of his finger, the flame seemed to come alive, landing precisely in the crematorium.

Then, Su Long immediately started the crematorium, and flames suddenly rose up inside.

"call--!"

The primordial fire tinged the flames of the crematorium with a faint golden hue, completely engulfing the filthy corpse.

Burning the corpse of a condemned person grants 2 experience points.

Ignoring the system's prompts, Surong took the remaining filth handed to him by Wells, poured it into the crematorium, and then looked at Elena and Adam.

"Let's go, you two, it seems we should start the next round."