Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

Why can't you just show off on the enemy's grave? Why do you have to show off when you're about to win? Are you afraid the other side won't have a chance?

Therefore, he will not hesitate or relax before victory arrives; only dead enemies are good enemies!

Helpless, Shuichi Akai could only grit his teeth and say, "Since you are holding a sword, please allow me to use a weapon as well."

While speaking cautiously, he pulled down a steel pipe from under a stair railing. Holding the steel pipe in his hand, his unease lessened slightly.

"Suffer to death!"

The moment the opponent got the weapon, Miyazaki Yu had already launched a slash!

"Boom-"

Shuichi Akai felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a violent force swept over his entire body.

The force of hundreds of pounds is condensed into the small space of the sword's edge, which is terrifying. Every strike is awe-inspiringly sharp!

The steel pipe snapped in two, and the sword blade left a wound from the opponent's shoulder to below his left chest.

"what?"

This hard, thick steel pipe was like tofu under his sword's edge, and it was sliced ​​open directly!

An indescribable shock made his heart tremble.

"Run! Now the only option is to run!"

He hurled the steel pipe, rolled it on the ground, and then recklessly threw bricks, planks, tree stumps, and other debris at Miyazaki Yu.

This trick may seem like a rogue move, but it is actually the most effective. Don't underestimate the power of a stone thrown at high speed; it can rival the power of an old-fashioned pistol.

Miyazaki Yu watched the other party's response and a slight smile appeared on his face.

He muttered to himself, "Steel-cutting!"

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In that instant, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and all distracting thoughts vanished.

My body entered a state of clarity, and my whole body seemed to come alive. When I breathed, not only my mouth and nose, but even my skin was inhaling and exhaling.

The air rushed into my body, a breath that seemed to have no beginning and no end, continuous and lively, like a little mouse.

"What a comfortable feeling! Is this internal energy flowing?"

The previous vague feeling became clear, and the faint internal energy flow became obvious.

The cold blade seemed to come alive all at once, with energy flowing across it; at this moment, the sword was breathing!

The sword and the person move in sync, breathing in unison, heartbeats synchronized, blood vessels dilating in unison, the virtual body model and the real body becoming one.

The sword within the world of consciousness is now firmly grasped within the illusory image of that world!

Consciousness, mental power, or brainwaves—whatever you call them, they are fundamentally a form of energy. Although the physical body is tangible, it is also a form of energy. As long as they are energy, they will influence each other.

After these days of killing, Miyazaki Yu, whose heart had become more refined and determined, instantly understood the essence of sword energy and knew what the so-called steel-cutting technique was!

"So that's how sword energy works!"

As he swung the steel-slicing sword, he felt a change occurring on the blade, much like how a person's muscles tense up and harden when exerting force, significantly increasing their resistance to impact.

But what if the blade also becomes taut?

It's actually quite easy to understand. The power generated when wielding a sword, along with the inner will, or what could be called bioelectricity, is transmitted to the blade.

At this point, the sword's edge is no longer just a blade; it can be seen as something that has been 'electrified'. Whether it's a bamboo knife or a real sword, once this power is applied, the structure of the blade actually changes.

The so-called sword energy is actually some matter shot out from the sword. This matter is too small and too fast, far exceeding the limit of human eyes to observe directly.

The sword energy was not compressed air, but a stream of ions, although it was not extremely powerful.

However, the directionality and concentration of this ion flow far exceed our normal understanding of ion flow.

In other words, when the Steel-Cutting Sword is activated, the sword in the swordsman's hand is no longer an ordinary sword; the sword itself has transformed from a cold weapon into an ion weapon.

At this moment, just like the once-popular Fruit Ninja game, all the clutter was instantly cleaved in two!

His figure was like a ghost, and he was already close by!

Nothing can stop us now!

At this moment, Shuichi Akai could only do his best to hand over the half-section of the steel pipe.

The steel pipe was easily cut, like a hot knife slicing through butter, without the slightest resistance, passing by without any resistance.

Immediately afterwards, the sword's edge sliced ​​into Shuichi Akai's neck.

His neck was the same; it didn't obstruct the sword's edge at all and was easily sliced ​​through.

Shuichi Akai felt no pain, or perhaps the pain was too intense, obscuring all his senses. His whole body trembled slightly, and his usually deep eyes dimmed instantly.

He calmly took two steps forward, then, as if his bones had lost their support, he slowly knelt down on the ground.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

Raindrops the size of beans began to fall from the sky at some unknown time, and a heavy rain had begun to fall.

"It seems to be over."

Vermouth then seemed to wake from a dream, her eyes still filled with horror.

In that instant, all the light in the world was stolen by this sword.

The dazzling sword light condensed into fine lines, slicing through everything; nothing could stop the brilliance of that sword.

This is the terrifying power of steel cutting; unless the material is extremely hard, ordinary rocks, ironware, and wood cannot stop it in the slightest.

Everything, people and objects, was shredded like tofu under this sword strike.

In other words, there is almost no way to defend against his attacks!

There are always things in people's hearts that can bring a sense of security: the clothes they wear, hard rocks, the body of a car, the walls of their home.

These things seem enough to give people a sense of security, but after seeing this sword's edge...

Vermouth understood that these things were as fragile as tofu under the opponent's divine skill, and could be easily cleaved and shattered. A chill ran down her spine.

She was jolted awake by Miyazaki Yu's words.

Shuichi Akai is dead, which means she has completed her mission, but there are still some things to take care of.

"Don't rush to leave. You said before that you didn't want to reveal your presence. In that case, the whole scene needs to be dealt with."

Miyazaki Yu, who was still experiencing the effects of the sword strike, smiled when he heard this request.

"Of course, we're partners, aren't we?"

Flames rose up, engulfing all the corpses, and then the two figures vanished without a trace. Even the heavy rain could not extinguish the fire.

It was more than ten minutes later when the FBI agents arrived.

The fire raged for a full hour. After everyone had done their best to extinguish the blaze, all that was found were a few charred corpses.

The body was burned beyond recognition, and all clues had vanished without a trace.

The FBI initially held out hope, but they quickly identified all the victims by comparing blood samples.

This included five FBI agents, as well as Shuichi Akai, the commander of the operation!

This incident caused a sensation within the FBI, as Shuichi Akai was quite famous within the FBI.

Not long ago, it was because of his outstanding performance that a mysterious organization hiding in the shadows was dealt a heavy blow, making great contributions to the FBI and earning him the reputation of the FBI's silver bullet and ace agent.

Such a capable guy was killed so inexplicably, and he was killed along with several other agents!

The FBI then dispatched a special investigation team to investigate the matter.

Over the next month, the gang that Miyazaki Yu had previously infiltrated was wiped out, and its key figure, Olip, was taken away for rigorous interrogation.

Because during the previous investigation, it was discovered that Bruce was definitely involved in the whole thing.

However, during the subsequent investigation, Bruce seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Left with no other option, they conducted extensive investigations and turned their attention to the silver-haired serial killer.

But by the time they found the silver-haired killer, he was already a corpse. According to the forensic examination, he had been dead for almost a week.

In this way, all the clues were cut off, and no evidence could be found. Even if they were unwilling, they could only grit their teeth and accept it.

A mansion was brightly lit.

Yusaku Kudo frowned, looking at the large stack of documents in front of him, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Advisor Kudo, is it really possible that there isn't a single clue or direction?"

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His voice was filled with anxiety and worry.

That's understandable. In this world, wherever there is organization, there will be showdowns and coercion.

Many leaders speak in the same tone.

"I don't care about the reasons, I'm just asking you, can you complete the task within the allotted time!"

Some things are easy to say, but many things are far more complex than what the eyes see. So the absurdity of this statement is as ridiculous as thinking that stacking up 10,000 steam engines can launch a rocket into space.

“I understand your feelings very well, but you should also understand that reasoning cannot solve everything. The essence of reasoning is to use existing conditions to make inferences according to reasonable logic. It is like a fill-in-the-blank question. If there are too many blanks, and there is no basic information, then there is no way to fill them in.”

His fingers tapped lightly a few times.

"The other party was clearly well-prepared. The entire operation was airtight. It is obvious that both the silver-haired killer and the Asian Bruce were fake identities. The other party used both overt and covert methods to lead Shuichi Akai step by step into a deadly trap!"

Now, apart from the method of the crime being basically clear, everything else, including the motive for the murder and clues to the killer's identity, is completely blank, and it's simply impossible to find them.

The newcomer's expression shifted rapidly.

Although I knew before I came that I would most likely return empty-handed, I still carried a sliver of hope.

"Mr. Kudo, please think of another way, even the slightest clue would be helpful."

However, Yusaku Kudo simply shook his head, clearly not wanting to get involved.

The person continued to persuade him for a while, but seeing that Yusaku Kudo's attitude was firm, he could only sigh and leave.