Chapter 15: 010. Who is rare? Who do you scold as rare?
"The surveillance footage was deleted, the suspect deliberately set the fire to destroy the scene, how ridiculous, they really underestimated the detective capacity of modern technology," Li Aozi glanced at the crime scene, and her years of experience immediately led her to determine the suspect's motive.
Isolation tapes had been pulled up around the perimeter of Jianlin County Village Savings Bank, and firefighters and bank personnel were shuttling back and forth through the fire site.
Although the fire had been extinguished, determining the loss of property was still quite time-consuming.
The case itself was not difficult; a burnt corpse of a security guard remained at the fire scene, and the One Hundred and Forty Thousand Yuan in cash stored at the counter had vanished. There should have been two night patrol security guards on duty last night. Although restoring the surveillance and conducting an autopsy to determine the cause of death would take some time, the prime suspect was already clear—the missing night patrol security guard.
Seeking wealth at the cost of life, robbing a bank, and then burning the evidence—such self-considered clever tricks were even transparent to the incompetent cops at the police station.
As a Second-level Field Agent of the Fourth Rule, Nimotin was not satisfied with the frivolous task assigned to her. She had come to the border to crack major cases, such as rooting out traitors from the Rose Army, who were a significant annoyance to the government, but here she was, involved in trivial criminal cases.
In the eyes of the district-level Public Security Bureau, the bank arson was a serious case, but for the Fourth Rule Agency, which controls the lifeline of national security, deploying a Fourth Rule Agent for such a case was indeed an underutilization of resources.
She asked her subordinates to pull up the records of the security guards on duty that day, glanced at them randomly, remembered the key points, and then tossed aside the file of the deceased 'Lanny Johns', casually telling her subordinate,
"The suspect has been confirmed as Li Aozi from Fertile Village, go check the stations and road toll booths, stop him. This kind of person, laden with enormous debts, committing such a felony to clear his debts—it's really as simple as that... Control his relatives, send someone to follow closely, then set up roadblocks and lead the team to intercept him on the highway. City personnel makeup is complex, controlling traffic routes directly is a better approach."
Her subordinate grimaced, also feeling impatient, "This kind of thing, the police could handle just as well, there's no need for us to make a move. With loads of public livestock at the border, who fears lack of manpower to surround them?"
Nimotin narrowed her eyes, her subordinate's remark was a bit inappropriate, but she somewhat agreed with him.
She was about to speak, intending to casually criticize the incompetence of the Jianlin County police, especially the male officers, who were only suitable for menial tasks, to highlight her superiority as a Fourth Rule Agent.
"Really?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded,
"Dima, I wouldn't recommend speaking in that manner, it makes you seem narrow-minded."
Clack.
Boots on the ground, the black and white dual-colored coat of the Special Services Bureau fluttered slightly in the wind; every button meticulously secured. She removed the filtration respirator from her face with one hand, revealing her exquisitely sculpted features, and her gold-green eyes shimmered brilliantly.
The words Nimotin had been ready to say were immediately swallowed back, a flicker of displeasure crossing her eyes as she glanced at the speaker, then feigning affection, she said,
"You're here, Agent Heskethin, we were just discussing handing over this matter to the local Public Security Bureau—Has the spirituality test yielded any results?"
"Yes, Team Leader Nimotin," Yawen Heskixin saluted her crisply, her striking blue hair as notable as that of a blue magpie, matched with her flattering figure, even the most meticulous and buttoned-up attire could not stop her from becoming the focus in any crowd, and many in the gathered public had indeed come just for a glimpse of Yawen's beauty.
'So annoying... If it weren't for her daddy being the minister of the Special Services Bureau, I wouldn't want to act alongside such a princess,' Nimotin thought resentfully.
Yawen was unfazed by her own appeal, pulling out a document to report,
"The concentration of residual spirituality at the scene exceeded 17%, no active particles from Arcane Energy activation were detected."
"Huh," Nimotin raised an eyebrow, "No awakened Arcane Energy, yet there are residual spiritual substances at the scene, which suggests if the deceased had not encountered an attack by a spiritual creature, then he was killed by a mediocre Transcendent."
Though reluctant to admit, Nimotin considered that Yawen Heskixin was quite diligent in her work.
"That is a reasonable inference."
Yawen paused for a moment, then looked towards Dima standing beside her, seriously saying,
"Agent Dima, you must understand, this is a border district, the police here obviously don't have that much police force and organization. It's unrealistic to expect them to meet the standards and security levels of the capital, trying to raise their level of policing is an unrealistic statement, completely out of touch with the actual situation."
"Oh, wow, the lady starts talking sense,"
Dima scoffed,
"After all, they are all evil public livestock, as long as men are well-fed, they will want to disturb national security, giving them police work is already cutting them a deal. Public livestock remains public livestock, born sinful slaves that they are."
"That's incorrect, male citizens are also an indispensable part of human society, both men and women are builders of our great Republic," Yawen countered immediately.
"Ha, you manly spirit! Completely unaware of how women have been oppressed over the past few thousand years, right!" Dima sneered, "Oh, of course, you wouldn't know, given that Miss Heskethin has never eaten in a public school cafeteria, always living a life of luxury."