I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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"Fine."

Seeing the police officers slowly advancing behind Chen Miao, even starting to exchange anxious glances—how come Doctor Gou is not running yet? Surely, they can't really be planning to fight, can they?

Is making money really that hard these days?

Doctor Gou didn't delay any longer; he casually threw the knife in his hand onto the ground, nodded to the group of police officers behind Chen Miao, and then dashed away toward the distance with the speed of a rabbit whose ancestral grave had been dug up.

A preliminary estimation of his speed would put it at least under nine seconds for a hundred meters.

It's clear to see that he probably invested quite a few points in Agility.

Chen Miao didn't linger either, he grabbed Hungry Monkey and fled in another direction without looking back. He had no plans to stick around and be taken in for investigation. Although Doctor Gou's words seemed logical, he was not yet familiar with how this world operated, and for the time being, he did not want to land himself in that kind of place.

Every world's underlying operational rules are different. Before figuring out these rules, using experiences from his previous world to judge the rules of this world could lead to an untimely death. For instance, he wasn't clear if these officers didn't have enforcement meters. If they did, how could he get away with his blatant escape from under their watch?

Truly caught.

One's strength is insignificantly small when facing the entire federal law enforcement machine; one could be played to death without knowing how.

He was betting that these police officers wouldn't chase after them and that their names wouldn't appear in the report. After all, having one fugitive escape sounds better than three, and moreover, leaving the knife behind would give the forensic team an easy job. Are the medical examiners idiots? They could easily determine the cause of the injuries.

Any competent medical examiner could tell that all these people were killed by the same person, and that the two of them were merely bystanders who happened to pass by and unsuccessfully attempted to break up the fight.

...

Just as Chen Miao had guessed.

The police officers did not pursue them. They continued to form a cautious and slow fan-shaped encirclement, advancing towards the scene after watching Doctor Gou and Chen Miao, among others, all escape.

Only then did the team leader finally breathe a sigh of relief, hastened his steps to the center of the twenty bodies lying in a pool of blood, lit a cigarette, slipped it into his mouth, and pulled out a pair of white gloves from his chest pocket to put on, unable to restrain himself from grumbling.

"Damn it, let's get to work. Whoever has to collect the bodies, collect them. Whoever has to clean up, clean up," he said.

"Notify the medical examiners to start working, inform the bureau to notify the families of these people to come to identify the bodies, and give a heads up to the crematorium we work with; set the furnaces hotter tonight. There are more dead than usual, and a low temperature might not be enough to burn them all."

"It's getting too dangerous these days. You can't work this job for long, I'm telling you. Sooner or later, if we encounter a Supernatural Occupation who has gone berserk, we're all going to end up dead here," he said.

A middle-aged man with a full beard, also in uniform, strode up to the team leader, full of emotion, and echoed, "You're telling me. I just checked, and most of those who died here are well-known figures on the rankings, all dead."

"That person who escaped looked like Sword Emperor Gou Yidao from three years ago."

"Famed for killing a level 20 boss with one stroke in a major combat event, he vanished afterwards, and it was only roughly known that he was framed, leading to the death of his parents. Seeing him here today, it seems likely that this group of people were the ones who framed Gou Yidao back then."

"But, Captain, among these people is someone with a plum blossom tattoo, who looks like a core member from 'Gaobei City.' How should we write this in the report?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the team leader's brow furrowed slightly, and he fell silent, contemplating how to write the report to satisfy the requirements. These kinds of Supernatural Occupation battle casualties were common, some were for collecting bodies, some for issuing warrants.

Having become Supernaturals, did they still expect a peaceful death?

Enjoying what ordinary people couldn't, they should be aware that one day they might die by another's hand.

The presence of a 'Gaobei City' core member among the dead complicated the report writing. Gaobei City, located dozens of miles west of Fengtian City, is not one of the federal 128 main cities and is known for its ability to sacrifice organs for rewards.

This city has been rotten to the core from start to finish.

Unlike Fengtian City, which at most turns a deaf ear to battles between Supernaturals, still maintaining serious social order and security, this city, due to its city-state effect, has long been corroded by countless forces with money.

Thus paving the way for those powers.

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The plum blossom tattoo is the typical symbol of the "Envy" organization, the biggest force behind the scenes in Gaobei City. This organization is extremely protective of its own; whenever one of their own dies, no matter the reason, they are determined to pursue the matter to the end.

Although he didn't kill the man, nor was it someone from Fengtian City's leadership who did, now that a person has died in Fengtian City, these people would definitely come to hold Fengtian City accountable and inquire about the progress of the murderer's capture.

If they keep asking every day, the leaders of Fengtian City will become annoyed.

If the leadership is annoyed, his superior will get scolded daily.

If his boss is scolded daily, he will be harassed and insulted every day, might even lose his job, and without this well-paying job, his younger brother will have to continue scavenging trash.

"..."

After a brief silence, the captain's eyes sharply swept over everyone present, and in a hoarse voice, he said word by word, "There was absolutely no body with a tattoo found at the scene, do you all understand?"

"Understood!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man standing beside the captain took a long breath of relief and robustly answered first. He didn't want the captain to be scolded every day either; after all, if the captain was scolded daily, how could there be good days for them?

"This body, when it gets darker, have a few brothers take it to the cooperating crematorium and burn it first."

The captain turned his head and whispered in the ear of the middle-aged man, then calmly said, "Xiao Wang, come, record the report."

"At 22:39 tonight, the Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau of Fengtian City received a report from the public about a vicious melee that occurred in the outskirts, in the 'Sankui Wasteland.' By the time we arrived at the scene, all the victims had already been brutally murdered."

"The entire Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau's Third Squad, despite the risk to their own lives for the safety of the people, bravely fought the criminals, eventually severely wounding and disarming the criminals, who were injured and fled in disarray."

"Requesting a warrant, the criminal's name is currently unknown, only his probable appearance is known, and..."

Just then—

A middle-aged man's body on the ground, his dry, cracked mouth began to slowly open and close, his eyelids struggling forcefully to lift, his pupils full of anger and unwillingness, propping himself on his elbows to raise his upper body slightly, he said laboriously, word by word.

"I know the criminal's name is Doctor Gou, the lv.18 Sword Emperor from Fengtian City's combat power rankings, you can just issue a wanted notice directly."

"He must have run towards Broken Pot City, take precautionary measures to intercept him, after killing so many, he must be made to accompany the dead."

"You don't have to think about covering it up anymore, even the third leader of the 'Envy' organization died here this time, it's impossible to cover it up, even if you want to hide, I will notify Envy later, and..."

"..."

The young man holding the laptop beside the captain, looking at the man who had suddenly come back to life, paused his typing, his hands hanging in mid-air, looked toward his captain in bewilderment, evidently unsure whether to continue the report.

"..."

"Huh."

The captain, standing amidst countless bodies in uniform, pinched the cigarette butt in his hand, took a slow deep drag without expression, and after a moment of silence, exhaled a puff of bluish-white smoke. He then carefully picked up the long knife that the criminal had dropped on the ground before leaving and slowly walked toward the last survivor.

He placed the knife against the survivor's neck and glanced at the injuries on the necks of the other bodies.

After miming a few times,

In the bewildered and incredulous eyes of the survivor, he slightly twisted the knife.

"Alright, you may continue recording."

"All the victims were savagely killed by the criminal, none survived."

"By the way, go and check to make sure that all the victims were indeed brutally murdered by the criminal."