From the Abyss of Stars Part 1

010. Who's Rare? Cursing Who's Rare?

010. Who's Rare? Cursing Who's Rare?

"The surveillance footage was deleted, and the suspect deliberately set the fire to destroy evidence. How laughable, greatly underestimating the capabilities of modern technology."

Law IV Agent Nimotin glanced at the crime scene. Her years of experience quickly allowed her to determine the suspect's motive.

The perimeter of Jianlin County Village Savings Bank had already been cordoned off. Firefighters and bank personnel were busy at the scene.

Although the fire was extinguished, assessing the property damage would still take time.

The case itself wasn't complicated. A security guard's body was found at the scene, and 140,000 yuan in cash from the counter was missing. There were supposed to be two night patrol guards on duty. While it would take some time to restore the surveillance and determine the cause of death through an autopsy, the prime suspect was obvious—the missing night patrol guard.

Murder for money, robbing a bank, then setting fire to cover the evidence—such a simple-minded trick that even the laziest of security officers could see through it.

As a Level 2 Field Agent for Law IV, Nimotin found this easy task beneath her. She came to the border to crack major cases, like catching the traitorous Rose Army rebels, but instead, she was involved in mundane criminal cases.

To the county-level security bureau, the bank arson was a major incident, but to the Law IV agency, which guarded national security, deploying Law IV agents for such a case was overkill.

She asked her subordinate to pull up the personnel files of the guards on duty that day, glanced through them quickly, and then tossed the deceased 'Lanny Johns' file aside, casually instructing her subordinate:

"The suspect is confirmed to be Li Aozhi from Fengrao Village. Set up checkpoints at inspection stations and toll booths. A man with huge debts committing such a crime is obviously trying to repay his debt. Such a simple case... Control his family, send people to monitor closely, and then set up roadblocks. The town has a complex population structure, so just controlling the roads will be sufficient."

The subordinate, feeling equally impatient, said, "This should be left to the police. There's no need for us to get involved. The border police have enough manpower to set up a blockade, don't they?"

Nimotin squinted, finding the subordinate's comment inappropriate but understanding the sentiment.

She was about to criticize the county police, especially the male officers, for their incompetence, which would highlight her own superiority as a Law IV agent.

"Really?"

A cold voice suddenly interrupted:

"Tima, I wouldn't recommend making such comments. It shows narrow-mindedness."

Click.

Boots hit the ground, a black-and-white Law IV special agent's coat fluttered in the wind. Every button was meticulously fastened. She removed her filtered respirator, revealing perfectly sculpted features and piercing green-gold eyes.

Nimotin's prepared words instantly swallowed back. Annoyance flashed in her eyes, but she forced a friendly tone:

"You're here, Agent Huskisin. We were just discussing whether this case should be handed over to the local security bureau—has the spiritual detection come back?"

"Yes, Team Leader Nimotin."

Yavanna Huskisin saluted her, her beautiful blue-green hair as eye-catching as a bluebird. Her elegant figure drew attention even in formal attire, and many onlookers were there just to see her beauty.