"What? Going to provide security for the Feixin Girls' Band?" Wu Hui's voice broke the quiet of the Special Security Detachment office. The other hot-headed officers wore expressions of sheer astonishment. This was a first! A first for the precinct. Actually assigning a mission to the Special Security Detachment proactively.

Had Director Han Jing taken leave of his senses? Wasn't he the one who trusted the Special Security Detachment the least? As long as they didn't cause trouble, he’d grant them a third-class merit citation every year, right?

"Then what about us?" Yu Xiao tapped his fingers rapidly on the desk. "Are we not playing anymore?"

Lin Feng nodded vigorously beside him. This immediately drew the curiosity of the other hot-heads toward Qin Fen. It seemed a shame to abandon such a favorable situation just like that.

Qin Fen’s index finger slid up and down Liang Yi’s [tablet/screen]. "At this current level of pressure, will they dare to show their faces again for you to hit them? Retreat appropriately and give them space where they feel safe. Only then will they re-emerge. If they don't even emerge then, hasn't our objective been achieved?"

Silence hung in the room for several seconds. The hot-headed officers began to seriously ponder Qin Fen's words, nodding subtly and unconsciously.

That was true. With the current intensity of the crackdown, unless they were truly insane, they wouldn't risk challenging the boundaries again. If they gave them space and didn't test the lower limits, the matter could be considered successfully concluded for now.

"If that's the case, what are we waiting for?" Hui stood up, excitement blazing across his face. "Being security for the Feixin Girls' Band—that's awesome! Doesn't that mean we might get a chance for close contact with those twin sisters?"

"Yeah, maybe even a chance for a group photo."

"More than that! Maybe we can even get autographs and photos!"

"That's an even closer proximity than those VIP tickets."

"If we're lucky enough, we might even exchange a few words."

The Special Security Detachment officers were all young men, and the atmosphere quickly heated up. In the blink of an eye, they transformed from the feared little devils of Tianbei City's underworld to a group of utterly devoted fangirls and fanboys.

"Photos? Autographs?" Lin Feng clenched his fist and slammed it heavily onto the desk, his expression indignant. "Speaking of which, it makes me furious! That guy who disrespected the Feixin Girls' Band last time—how did he manage to get so many autographs! The most infuriating part is that I couldn't buy one! I'm dying of anger."

"That scoundrel~" Wu Hui echoed the denunciation in shared outrage. "I couldn't buy one either. It’s incredibly infuriating." For a moment, everyone in the room, except Qin Fen, was condemning the person who sold the autographed T-shirts, acting as if he were the public enemy of mankind.

Qin Fen watched from the side, saying nothing. If he jumped out now and announced, I was the one selling the autographs, he was certain these hot-heads would swarm him, asking if he had any remaining autographs he hadn't sold.

Autographs? He did indeed have one left.

Qin Fen had kept one autographed T-shirt. Seeing that shirt brought back memories of that sweet young girl, and a warmth still spread through his heart. Those girls could have earned far more money in safety, yet they chose the path of counter-terrorism, risking their lives. That firm conviction made the two young women even more beautiful.

T-shirts? Qin Fen observed the lively discussion among the officers and suddenly remembered something. The signed T-shirts of the Feixin Girls' Band were worth far, far more than anyone imagined. Since he now had the opportunity to be responsible for security again, and moreover, be in overall command of the security detail… then perhaps…

"Commander, what are we waiting for?" Wu Hui asked enthusiastically. "Although the Feixin Girls' Band hasn't arrived yet, we can go check out the venue in advance."

"That sounds good."

Qin Fen nodded in agreement. Those two girls were on the absolute kill list of terrorist organizations. He had heard that almost every concert, besides the official police presence, involved a small team of special forces secretly sweeping the area.

The members of the Special Security Detachment let out cheerful howls and quickly pushed Qin Fen toward the door.

"Commander," Yu Xiao looked at a new car parked in the garage. "Has your driver's license come through yet?"

Qin Fen sighed repeatedly as he looked at the new vehicle beside him. As a Deputy Chief, he was naturally entitled to an official car, but he hadn't had time to take the driving test these past few days, so the new car had just sat there.

Many officers in the precinct found Qin Fen odd. Why would a dignified Deputy Chief of the Tianbei City Police Department be so stubborn about obtaining a driver's license? A simple word to the traffic police brigade, and the license would be issued instantly. Besides, even without a license, so what? With the influence he wielded in Tianbei City, who would dare to check him?

The officers of the Special Security Detachment, however, admired Qin Fen greatly. Possessing power doesn't earn respect; it is when a person has power but refrains from abusing it that true admiration is earned.

Twenty-two luxurious magnetic hovercars once again departed from the Tianbei City Police Department.

Han Jing stood by the window watching the scene, feeling an indescribable sense of relief. For the past half a month, every time he saw the magnetic hovercraft of the Special Security Detachment, he felt like he was having a myocardial infarction. Today, he finally didn't have to live in constant anxiety.

Tianbei City Stadium wasn't particularly large, nor was it too small; it could accommodate forty thousand spectators. When there were no matches, the venue was completely open to the public.

Therefore, people often came here to play baseball.

With the rise of Ancient Martial Arts and New Martial Arts, the position of football in sports was rapidly being replaced by baseball. The reason was that baseball could better train a martial artist's eyesight, leg strength, and arm strength, proving far superior to football.

Today, there was also a group of young people playing baseball in the Tianbei City Stadium. Although they were far from professional level, they were still playing with great enthusiasm.

A young woman, looking to be around twenty-two, stood on the viewing platform with a sketchpad and a brush, capturing the appealing scene.

"Oh? A beauty!" Wu Hui exclaimed with a low whistle upon entering the sports complex. "Ninety-eight points!"

"Mmm!" Lin Feng nodded vigorously. "Her temperament is also top-tier, easily ninety-five points."

A beauty? Qin Fen glanced at the woman in the stands and paused slightly. This…?

"Commander," Yu Xiao leaned close to Qin Fen and whispered, "Interested in making another bet?"

A bet? The hot-headed officers stared at Yu Xiao in utter shock. They weren't surprised that Yu Xiao dared to challenge Qin Fen to a gamble; they were astonished at the audacity required to challenge the Commander again. Hadn't he already gambled away everything down to his underwear?

In the last few days, while Wu Hui and the others had submitted to Qin Fen as their leader, they still harbored a slight unwillingness to concede, always hoping to win against Qin Fen in at least one aspect.

Starting with an initial challenge, followed by Qin Fen’s seemingly casual remark, "Interested in raising the stakes?" the officers of the Special Security Detachment had all experienced what it felt like to lose everything down to their underwear.

No matter what they bet on, Qin Fen never lost. Every time, he not only won but won big. Gradually, a hidden rule formed within the Special Security Detachment: never gamble with the Commander, or you’d lose your pants, perhaps even your underwear.

Wu Hui was also curious. What was up with Yu Xiao today? Was he overly excited about the Feixin Girls' Band's arrival? Or had he brought two pairs of underwear today?

"What are we betting on?"

Qin Fen also felt a little surprised. After all these days, no one had dared to propose a bet. Why was Yu Xiao making a move today?

"We're betting on picking up girls!" Yu Xiao flashed a bright, confident smile. "There's a beauty over there. Whoever can get her phone number first wins! If neither of us can get it, the winner is decided by the number of conversational exchanges, whichever is greater!"

Lin Feng immediately gave a thumbs-up. The choice of bet this time was absolutely brilliant! Although the Commander was an almost all-around monster, they rarely saw him initiate conversations with girls. Why hadn't they thought of betting on this before?

Wu Hui also nodded repeatedly. Besides the nickname 'Little King of Guns,' Yu Xiao had another moniker at the precinct: Little Love Saint. With his handsome face and a tongue capable of resurrecting the dead, wooing girls was supposedly easy for him.

"Deal."

Hearing Qin Fen's curt agreement, Yu Xiao's facial muscles twitched slightly. He secretly wondered, No way, right? Is the Commander also a master at charming women? I’ve never seen him actively approach anyone!

"Who goes first?" Qin Fen asked, smiling at Yu Xiao. "Is the stake the usual arrangement?"

The usual arrangement? Yu Xiao’s facial muscles twitched, and even his earlobes flushed. The eyes of the other hot-heads were filled with suspicion. Was the Commander trying to cheat? He dared to use the usual arrangement for a bet where the outcome was completely unknown?

The usual arrangement: if Qin Fen lost, he would owe them seven days of extra training. If Qin Fen won, the loser would face increased training within seven days, with the extent of the increase left to the Commander's discretion.

Wu Hui hadn't forgotten his own consecutive twenty-one days of extra training. He would return home every day completely drained, sometimes lacking the strength even to shower, falling asleep fully clothed on his bed.

Yu Xiao’s eyes darted back and forth. He couldn't see how he could possibly lose this bet. Gritting his teeth, he replied, "No problem! I accept the bet! Commander, you go first!"

Qin Fen raised one foot and lightly stepped up onto the three-meter-high viewing platform, walking directly toward the young woman sketching and saying, "Long time no see."

"Do I know you?" The woman raised a hand to sweep back her wine-red hair, her beautiful eyes flickering as she looked at Qin Fen. Sunlight illuminated her delicate face, lending her an indescribable purity.

Qin Fen blew dust off the seat next to her and sat down heavily. "Is this the legendary Disguise Technique?"

The woman’s brush paused. She scanned Qin Fen up and down, a slight smile curling the corners of her lips.

"Are you here in Tianbei City to protect Feixin as well?" Qin Fen looked directly into her eyes. "Has a terrorist organization targeted this concert too?"

"Want to learn?" The woman’s face bloomed into a full smile, her clean laughter like a blooming lily. Even the sun in the sky seemed to pale in comparison to her smile at that moment. "What a coincidence, you're a police officer now?"

"I want to," Qin Fen admitted naturally, without the slightest attempt to hide it. "Yuwen Qian, is that your real name?"

"Heh heh…"

Yuwen Qian laughed out loud again. She carefully studied the man in the police uniform beside her. What a truly miraculous person! They had only met a few times, and now she was using a disguise technique—even someone familiar wouldn't recognize her. How could this man, just from a glance from afar, see through it immediately? Even her Master couldn't accomplish such a feat! Yuwen Qian put down her sketchpad. The pad, covered in drawings, did not feature the young baseball players; instead, it held only a large sketch of the stadium. To Qin Fen's professional eye, it was a graphic of exceptional quality. Several optimal sniping positions were drawn in highly concealed spots, yet they were obvious to an expert eye, revealing their inherent value.

"You are a strange one," Yuwen Qian rested her chin on her hand. "You're curious about whether my name is real or fake, rather than asking which of my appearances is the real one."

Qin Fen smiled too. He wasn't a pervert; why focus only on appearances? Compared to her looks, this exquisite, magical Disguise Technique was what truly commanded admiration.

Yu Xiao's lips twitched repeatedly. In just a few sentences, the Commander… had struck up a friendly conversation with that woman? This was unbelievable, right?

Wu Hui sighed, looking at Yu Xiao with immense sympathy. This man was going to taste what 'hellish training' felt like for the next seven days, even if he didn't die.

Losing money was a small matter; death was the bigger concern!

Yu Xiao still couldn't believe it. He had chosen this bet based on his years of experience, analyzing that the woman on the platform was the type who appeared pure but was actually extremely difficult to approach. Even if he tried himself, the chance of getting her number was zero.

The only thing he could hope for was to use his silver tongue to trick the woman into saying a few more words.

Yu Xiao never expected the Commander to get along so well with her right away. Now, even if the two stood up and left together to rent a room, he wouldn't find it strange.

"Bro… my condolences…" Lin Feng slapped Yu Xiao on the shoulder. "Remember one thing: our Commander, he truly is a monster!"

"I heard the Little Pluto Hades is in Tianbei City."

Yuwen Qian suddenly uttered this sentence, and Qin Fen froze momentarily before letting out a relieved smile.

Song Wendong of the Qilin wasn't exactly keeping his movements secret. Ordinary citizens might not know, but many intelligence channels were spreading the news. Photos had also been widely circulated. It wasn't strange that this woman knew.

"We were bound to meet sooner or later, weren't we?"

Qin Fen smiled. With this woman appearing in Tianbei City, it seemed this Feixin Girls' Band concert was going to be quite lively!

"It's great that Little Pluto is coming," Yuwen Qian noticed Qin Fen's puzzled look and explained. "If he comes, you won't be able to dedicate as much mental energy to competing with me for kills. Last time, I ended up gaining nothing and even lost my travel expenses. This time, that absolutely cannot happen again."

"My intelligence network is quite good. Can you tell me who the terrorists coming this time are? Do you have any data?"

"I was wondering how to deal with that person, but since he's showing himself actively, that's excellent." Yuwen Qian shook the magnetic disk between two fingers. "If you take him down, you have to give me half the bounty money."

"Deal!" Qin Fen took the magnetic disk and asked again, "Tell me first, then?"

"Have you heard this name?"

"Death Omen!? A bounty of five hundred thousand? Rumored to be a ten-star Martial Artist? The Terror Junior King, Death Omen?"

"It's eleven stars, not ten stars." Yuwen Qian stood up, patted Qin Fen’s shoulder. "Go back and look at the data yourself. You're probably going to be very busy during this period. Don't forget about Little Pluto either."

"Little Pluto… Death Omen, eleven stars…"

A trace of bitterness surfaced in Qin Fen’s mouth. Rumor had it that Death Omen also possessed a biological weapon, and his overall strength was astonishing. He was supposedly only about twenty-five years old this year, a true talent of his generation. Thinking that the terrorist organization would be so ruthless as to deploy Death Omen just for this...

Killing two little girls—using Death Omen? Qin Fen shook his head repeatedly. One couldn't use the logic of normal people to predict the actions of terrorist organizations. People with such great prospects in the terrorist world were being dispatched here for such tasks without a second thought.