Super God: If I punch you, you will die

However, no evidence could be found.

What really happened?

This was the first time he had felt this unease, a feeling that kept him from feeling at ease, yet he wasn't sure what caused it.

Tsunemori Akane's voice came through.

"How could this guy..."

Yan surveyed his surroundings; this was roughly a subway platform. The sharp decline in Earth's population began about ten years ago, due to various reasons leading to a population slump. His own country's population had also decreased by about 30%. This population decline resulted in some areas becoming abandoned, leading to the decommissioning of many subway lines. This was one of those abandoned lines. He glanced around and saw wrecked construction vehicles.

He looked at the vehicles; they resembled sweepers and hydraulic excavators.

"This is an abandoned subway line. Please begin searching for the trains." It was Tsunemori Akane's voice coming through the radio.

"...?"

He had some doubts, but he still took the first step.

At that moment, the vehicle suddenly started.

So abrupt.

"What……!"

Yan frowned slightly but did not jump out of the car. The sound of the doors closing came from afar. Even more terrifying was the massive influx of sewage, spreading like a flood, a ferocious and terrifying sight. At this rate, the sewage would soon engulf the entire underground space.

"There's nowhere to escape."

The voice showed no sign of panic.

Or perhaps Yan found this mundane life too boring, and the more unexpected things happened, the more it ignited his fighting spirit. At this moment, Tsunemori Zhu stared at the navigation map on the intelligence terminal. One of the dots represented the location of the executor, which was set up to facilitate monitoring of the executor, so that the monitor would know his situation at all times.

This includes preventing executive officers from acting without authorization or from defecting.

In general, executive officers have no personal freedom and are stripped of all power, with only an absolute obligation to obey orders.

"Please stop here. Mr. Yan... Mr. Yan?"

Tsunemori Akane's purpose was not that; he simply wanted to confirm En's safety and to be able to communicate with him better.

The voice sounded even more anxious at this moment.

What happened?

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Tsunemori Akane's mind. Could it be that an unimaginable accident had really occurred?

No, it cannot.

Absolutely not.

That was Yan, whom she trusted and admired so much.

Yan is different from others; he is someone who can withstand any kind of harshness...

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He was a man capable of creating miracles in any harsh environment; how could something like this happen to him? She called out anxiously, but received no response whatsoever, only static.

"Ah, wait... what is this?"

The point of light was moving in a completely unpredictable direction, far beyond the original plan. Tsunemori Akane even thought she was seeing things; she could hardly believe it. What she found most unbelievable was that its speed far exceeded walking speed; it was moving at breakneck speed.

What's the matter?

The doubts in my mind grew stronger.

"Mr. Yan! Can you hear me? Please answer!"

The vehicle began to accelerate, and Yan felt the acceleration as well. The wind howled past his ears, and the force pulling him down was immense. Yan gripped the handles tightly to keep from being thrown off.

"Inspector! What's going on? Tsunemori!"

"This is an abandoned subway line. Please begin searching for the vehicles."

For some reason, Yan had a doubt: was this really Tsunemori Akane's voice? The voice, mechanically repeating itself without any emotion, aroused his suspicion. A voice in his mind told him: this was an absolute trap, a carefully laid snare.

This is an interesting trap.

The extent of the trap is unimaginable.

If this is a trap, it's not the vehicle that's the trap, but the entire massive building. The person who designed this trap certainly went to great lengths. A wicked smile crept across Yan's lips. How interesting.

Given such elaborate preparations for the welcome, Yan wouldn't let this excellent event be too boring; he had to reciprocate with a grand gift. The building's underground space had been modified, and most importantly, it even had airtight doors and fortification vehicles.

It's hard to imagine that this was accomplished under the surveillance of the Sibylla system.

This is something that ordinary people cannot imagine.

After all, this city is covered with street scanners on every street corner, their distribution as vast as the stars, forming an absolute Skynet system. It is virtually impossible for anyone to evade the Sibyl system, let alone have the authority to freely deploy autonomous machines.

but--

One thing is...

Why would this person target the criminal investigation department? What benefit would he gain from doing so?

The vehicle moved faster and faster, even reaching a point of high speed. Such a speed was simply unbearable for a human body. Of course, it posed no threat to Yan's body. He skipped the connecting section of the vehicle and went to the driver's seat. To his even greater surprise, he found a woman in pajamas, bound in a black bag and secured with her pajamas.

"!"

still alive.

This is not a corpse.

The woman seemed to hear footsteps; her body trembled slightly, then she twisted as if trying to escape. This didn't appear to be a pretense; it was a real woman truly bound there.

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Yan walked over and crouched down, removing the black, lifeless mask to reveal a pair of terrified eyes and a face as pale as wax. The fear in his eyes was impossible to conceal.

Tears rolled in the eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm a detective from the police station."

"what……"

Criminal investigators would identify themselves to ordinary people, while the police station personnel offered some reassurance to the frightened woman. To the average person, it was impossible to accurately distinguish between an officer and a surveillance officer.

"You are……"

"Yuki Funahara..."

"A friend of Tsunemori Akane?" Upon hearing the name Tsunemori Akane, Funahara Yuki's expression immediately changed, her eyes widening in surprise.

Do you know Zhu?

"We are colleagues."

When Tsunemori Akane confirmed the accident, she had already made a judgment, and the police reinforcements had arrived at the scene on time. Ginoza got out of the anonymous vehicle, and the police cars, escort vehicles, and autonomous vehicles had all arrived at their respective posts in an orderly manner. Seiji looked extremely tired, and Teng also got out of the car behind Seiji and walked over. They walked forward together.

"No, the lowest level underground is completely flooded. Judging from the smell, it must be sewage mixed with waste liquid. If someone goes in, they won't be safe."

"We've done our best to scan. It seems there aren't any corpses mixed in with the water; at least, the sewage hasn't swallowed anyone."

Tsunemori Akane stood anxiously beside Ginoza.

Meanwhile, Rokugozuka was searching for intelligence.

Intelligence is crucial in the current situation; only with intelligence can relevant policies be formulated, so intelligence gathering is of paramount importance.

“But… Mr. Yan did go in this direction. Not just here, but further inside, through the wall.” Tsunemori Akane’s delicate brows furrowed as she spoke.

They just wanted to communicate intelligence as quickly as possible so they could find Yan as fast as possible.

This is the most important thing.

Teng speculated that this was based on experience and that he didn't expect anything too bad, since Yan's strength was beyond doubt.

"Is the navigation system malfunctioning?"

"It's not a hardware problem, it's probably a software issue. The underground passages around here have long been used for redevelopment. It's unclear whether the logged-in data matches the actual situation..." Rokugozuka had a different opinion on this point.

“You’re the only one who’s been fooled, aren’t you, Inspector Tsunemori?” Ginoza said expressionlessly, which made Tsunemori Akane frown even more.

"Ok?"

What exactly does that mean?

Tsunemori Akane could hardly believe her ears.

"Yan left under your surveillance, and his location information was lost... which means that guy is now free. He probably had an escape plan from the beginning and staged this whole thing." A little thought would make it clear that this is absolutely impossible. Enforcers generally don't have free time; they simply don't have time to prepare for an escape, and their understanding of the outside world is limited to their missions. Besides, Yan doesn't seem like the type to have such intentions.

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If he wanted to, he wouldn't need to choose this particular time to escape; he could plan his escape at any moment.

"Mr. Yan is not that kind of person! Mr. Ginoza will definitely understand!" Tsunemori Akane simply could not tolerate anyone slandering Yan.

This trust, even admiration and worship, was established from their very first meeting. After all, in that situation, only Yan could have made such a decision. In Tsunemori Akane's mind, Yan was a far superior person to Ginoza, the Inspector.

“I have said that such trust is inappropriate for an overseer.”

for this.

Ginoza has never agreed with Tsunemori Akane's views.

In Tsunemori Akane's eyes, he was someone who only cared about himself, or even someone who had been kidnapped by the Sibyl System. Such a person had lost the ability to doubt and think.

The atmosphere between them was very tense.

It could be described as a tense standoff.

They glared at each other, neither showing any intention of backing down. This wasn't the first time they'd clashed, and Tsunemori Akane showed no sign of yielding; this was her bottom line.

"Oh, miss?"

Zheng Lu also realized that the atmosphere was a bit tense.

He deliberately tried to mediate, so he changed the subject in a lighthearted tone, saying, "...You trust Yan's location information, right? At least you know which direction he went, right? Did the signal show any strange activity?"

"Strange... Come to think of it, it suddenly moved in a straight line at a very high speed along the way... I see, what kind of transportation did it use..."

Tsunemori Akane seemed to realize Seiji's intentions as well. She walked towards Rokugozuka, seemingly not wanting to continue the conflict with Ginoza.

After all, neither of them would back down on this matter, so there was no point in continuing to argue like this.

"Please compare this with previous map information. Was there a north-south subway line in this area?"

"Hold on."

"...Yes, there is. The Toei Mita Subway Line. It's been abandoned."

“If we follow this tunnel north, we’ll definitely find Mr. Yan,” Tsunemori Akane said, her conviction unwavering. Although Tsunemori Akane’s status as an inspector was completely different from Yan’s, and their relationship was entirely one of surveillance and being monitored, in Tsunemori Akane’s mind, Yan was a trustworthy partner, someone to whom she could entrust her life unconditionally.

And at the same time.

Construction vehicles are still speeding along.

The ropes binding Yuki had been untied, and her body was covered in bruises. Her face showed a pained expression, but she was still able to endure it.

"So, you weren't the one who sent the email to Tsunemori Akane, were you?"

"I don't know anything! What's going on?! Why am I here?"

"Someone captured you and brought you here. Can you remember anything?"

"I don't know... I went straight home to sleep after working overtime last night... I woke up here. What happened?"

"It seems you've been used as bait to lure Inspector Tsunemori... No..." Yan didn't finish his sentence; he turned on the communication switch.

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"This is an abandoned subway line. Please begin searching for the vehicles..."

"Ah, Zhu's voice?"

"Although it's well done, it's a fake synthesized from a sample. It wasn't her who went underground, but someone else acting as an agent. This was expected from the very beginning..." Yan had actually guessed it long ago, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he spoke casually.

"The goal isn't to stay put... but rather, it's me, isn't it?"