Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Chapter 629 First case

"It's Spirit Fox. Damn it, we're doomed."

"Gosh, why are we being targeted by these devils?"

"I heard that Spirit Fox kills gangs without batting an eye."

Murmurs of despair spread as the Spirit Fox operators cuffed them.

"Shut your mouth, or I'll stuff your socks in it," one girl scolded, silencing the crowd.

No one wanted to eat their own dirty socks and ruin their taste buds. They weren't naive enough to think Spirit Fox was about justice, strictly abiding by laws and regulations. This was Spirit Fox—not ordinary police officers they could dare to swear at or curse, dragging their ancestors into the insults.

A group of men continued to communicate through glances, exchanging pity and consolation.

The girls rolled their eyes and cursed at the gossipers. While they were delighted to see enemies fear their name, the level of infamy had elevated them to being likened to Satan.

Okay, they killed a little too much, but they never tortured anyone.@@@@

Victims who suffered: "..."

Corpses buried 12 feet deep: ???

Alright, maybe they overdid it sometimes, but their targets were always trashbags who deserved it. They never hurt the innocent. Besides, if a mistake was ever made, the blame would fall on their liaison officer, Athena, who provided faulty intelligence.

Athena: "..."

"Hey, the police always show up when everything's already over. We catch criminals, and you guys just rob the credit," the gang leader spat.

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"You speak as if you're some kind of good guy. Don't you have any idea what you've done in the past?" The team leader interrupted her subordinates' outrage and rebutted. "Now that you're arrested, I won't waste my time reading your rights to you. Someone else will."

With that, she radioed the nearest police station to take over the case. Yang Qingyue's rise up the ranks also meant that Spirit Fox's authority had increased significantly.

They were now a provincial special police task force, solely commanded by the new commissioner. In fact, this arrest could have been handled by city-level SWAT units, but Spirit Fox had taken over to assist.

With Athena's monitoring, Spirit Fox was naturally the first to locate the suspect. Of course, she also requested medical assistance for the wounded. The girls had first-aid kits but didn't bother to use them.

Come on—if there were innocent civilians injured, they wouldn't hesitate, but gang members? Please. Their greatest mercy was refraining from rubbing salt in their wounds.

The usual SOP would be puff-puff from their muzzles to end everything. Dust to dust. Ashes blown away.

"Our departments are different. Our focus isn't monologues. Plus, our goal is you," one of the operators answered coldly. "We point our swords toward organized crimes—gangs, terrorists, and other dangerous criminals, especially like you."

"Alright, I get you. Who in Province N doesn't know that Spirit Fox is the nemesis of organized syndicate groups? It's just that I didn't expect the crackdown to be so fast and to stretch so widely across the entire network of our province." The man sighed. "Anyway, this bastard needs my testimony to end up in jail. Even then, I'm not sure how he can be linked to other crimes in court.

"I've seen enough bad deeds—killing, stabbing, ruining families—but there were always reasons. Not this lunatic. He's a pure evil breed," the man lashed out, his subordinates muttering in agreement. "He murders and tortures people for his own enjoyment."

"You talk as if you've never killed anyone. Trafficking people, smuggling drugs, running prostitution dens, loan sharking—do I need to list it all out?" Someone from Spirit Fox interrupted, completely blowing away the rare aura of justice momentarily surrounding the gang leader.

The gang leader sighed, helpless against this group of female hyenas. Why didn't they just listen from start to finish? His attempt at sparking sympathy had gone completely to waste.

In fact, the operator who interrupted noticed the shift in emotion among the Spirit Fox team and remedied the situation. Perhaps the man was telling the truth, but there was no need for the girls to get overly involved.

"I swear, what I'm confessing is the truth. I know I'm about to get arrested, but let me act like a human being once before I go to jail," the man said. "Please, lady, I don't know how you see gangs, but there are different categories. In our career, we only kill those who deserve death. No innocent or unrelated people are involved—let heaven judge my words."

Rumble. Rumble.

A soft thunder reverberated above. The man wilted and greeted the sky silently. Even nature wasn't cooperating. Everyone around wanted to laugh but managed to control themselves.

"Ahem. Like I said, we never trafficked people. That's the lowest thing a person could do." The man remembered something and paused. Damn, he had nearly confessed to everything.

Confessing guilt in court or during interrogation wasn't the same as carelessly leaking secrets here. He quickly adjusted himself and changed his tone.

"When there's demand, there will always be supply. You can try to solve the problem of the seller, but another will take their place. Drugs, prostitution, and loan sharking operate like that. There will inevitably be deaths during turf wars. When we walk this path, we're prepared to die. Actions have consequences, and you have to take responsibility for your decisions. We are not clean, but at least we have a clear conscience. I can proudly say our gang has its own rules."

"Just like the old days?" the team leader asked.

"Just like the old days."

"I hope you're telling the truth. If you lie to us, you'll suffer and regret it," the girl warned, approaching and whispering chilly words close to his ear. "So much so that you'll feel remorse even for breathing. You don't know us."

"I have no fear. I'm sure you'll remember me deeply and sympathize a little. Who wants to be a gang member if there's a better path?" The man shook his head, unfazed by Spirit Fox's implicit threat. "What worries me is that this guy will walk free without any punishment because of a lack of evidence—or that he'll merely get a slap on the wrist, then walk out later to commit another spree of murders. More families will be broken."

"How are you so sure that he's a serial killer?"

"He threatened me on the phone. Of course, he used a disguise and an untraceable cell card. Nothing surprising with his skills—and you should know his family background."

The Spirit Fox team leader's expression turned complicated because she knew the man was telling the truth. She had already searched through the data network about the suspected man's identity.

In all likelihood, she believed 90 percent of his words. A trace of killing intent flashed across her eyes.

The gang leader noticed this, his eyes narrowing in surprise. Although the murderous aura wasn't directed at him, it caught him off guard. He had thought Spirit Fox's deeds were just exaggerated rumors spread by their opponents whose interests had been harmed. It seemed there was some truth to those stories after all.