A Scientific Urban Detective

"Now that the school is already using electroshock stimulation, there's no need to look for these suspicious cram schools outside, right?" Akiko Suwa said.

"But the number of courses at school is limited, and it doesn't seem to be very effective," Ryoko Sakurai argued, her head lowered. "I thought, if I doubled the courses, it might work!"

"Electroshock stimulation isn't something to mess around with!" The disciplinary committee members were startled by this statement and quickly corrected the girl's mistaken idea.

The reason why the school has so few related courses and uses weak stimulation with patch electrodes is to ensure the students' personal safety.

After all, the school is not a research institute, and it can't just do whatever it wants to achieve results.

Ryoko Sakurai lowered her head and chose to obey.

"By the way," Lin Wuming added, "these guys only charge an intermediary fee, which doesn't include the cram school's registration fee. Even if everything goes smoothly, you'll have to pay extra to get into the cram school."

These delinquent teenagers are just exploiting the information gap to earn intermediary fees. In fact, as long as you can find the registration channel, you can participate in the cram school without going through them.

That's why their behavior is considered "fraud."

After helping Ryoko Sakurai recover all the money she had been swindled out of, Lin Wuming asked the other disciplinary committee members to send her home, while he himself went straight to the disciplinary committee headquarters.

That night, Lin Wuming put on glasses, changed his hairstyle, and put on a uniform from another school, registering for the cram school under the name "Sugito Matsumoto."

And he didn't drive a wheelchair, but walked in normally.

His height of nearly 1.8 meters made Lin Wuming look particularly tall and straight when he stood up, completely unable to be associated with the short image of him sitting in a wheelchair all day.

After Lin Wuming's on-the-spot investigation, he discovered that the so-called "electroshock therapy" promoted by this cram school was actually infinitely close to "electric torture."

Instead of patch-type electrodes, they directly used needles to pierce into the human body, even the head!

Under such "treatment," it might indeed cause a sharp fluctuation in the AIM diffusion field in a short period, making it seem like there has been a significant improvement, but in reality, after the stimulation, it would gradually calm down, and it might even cause the tragic result of a decrease in ability level!

Lin Wuming didn't expect that even after seeing such a scene that could be described as "torture" with his own eyes, some of the students participating in the cram school still eagerly wanted to experience it.

No wonder this cram school has been able to maintain itself for so long.

However, Lin Wuming thought of the "Dead Knot" gang, the young boys and girls who were desperate because their ability levels could not be improved, and were even willing to risk their lives to kill Level 5—doing things that could not be understood with normal logic.

In comparison, these guys who voluntarily subjected themselves to torture didn't seem so strange.

"What a peaceful city," Lin Wuming muttered, shaking his head helplessly. "Chairman, is this enough as evidence?"

Lin Wuming constantly changed his position, trying to leave no blind spots so that the camera could capture the entire scene.

Including that unlucky boy who was lying on the operating table, his body full of electrodes and constantly twitching.

"Enough, stop them. Don't let these bastards continue to harm the students," the chairman's voice came from the hidden earpiece.

"As you wish." With that, Lin Wuming took out a small bottle from his pocket. It looked like a glass bottle for storing pills, so the cram school's security guards didn't notice it.

Opening the bottle cap, the contents inside rose up, like a cloud of smoke.

But in reality, these were all corundum particles with a diameter of about 0.1 millimeters. Under Lin Wuming's telekinetic manipulation, they floated out of the bottle like smoke.

Immediately afterward, these corundum particles flew out, transforming into blade-like structures in the air, attacking in multiple directions, cutting off all the wires and cables in this space, and destroying all the defense facilities in this building.

As for the electroshock device, because it was important evidence, Lin Wuming did not destroy it.

The sudden darkness plunged the scene into chaos.

"Everyone freeze!" Lin Wuming's voice echoed throughout the venue through the amplification structure formed by his telekinesis.

"Disciplinary..." Lin Wuming suddenly realized that he had infiltrated as an undercover agent and didn't bring his armband, and that the disciplinary committee members were all students, so their deterrent power didn't seem very strong. So he changed his words, "The security force is on duty! Everyone squat down, put your hands on your head, and don't resist!"

Of course, some people tried to resist, but in the darkness, Lin Wuming's voice came from all directions, and they couldn't find his specific location, so even if they wanted to attack, they couldn't find a target.

On the contrary, Lin Wuming roughly grasped the situation in the venue through his "telekinesis radar"—at least he could easily tell who was standing and who was making violent movements.

Therefore, the saw blades formed by the corundum particles cut across their hands and feet, tearing open bloody wounds, easily eliminating their ability to act.

Compared to the telekinetic shock that Lin Wuming used to use, this attack method was more efficient and could significantly reduce the consumption of telekinesis.

That's why Lin Wuming was able to do so many things at the same time with his limited telekinesis.

The only shortcoming was that such operations required a huge amount of calculation and precise manipulation skills, which was a daunting challenge to the ability user's brain.

The "applications" that Lin Wuming had been perfecting in his mind these days also included this type of application, so this test run went very smoothly.

This was the first time Lin Wuming had taken action since his "closed-door training" and "minor success in divine skills," and the effect was quite good.

Before the follow-up main force arrived, Lin Wuming had easily suppressed the entire scene.

Soon, the security force rushed in fully armed and took over the scene.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wuming retracted the corundum particles scattered around.

These microparticles with a diameter of about 0.1 millimeters made a slight buzzing sound like a swarm of bees, and under Lin Wuming's manipulation, they all returned to the glass bottle.

"Tsk," looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Wuming couldn't help but complain to himself, "It's becoming less and less like wuxia, and more like a cultivation treasure..."

Lin Wuming felt that he could change the shape of this glass bottle into a gourd in the future.

Weighing the mass in his hand, which was less than fifty grams, Lin Wuming sighed again, "But the effect is really good."

The security teachers who arrived at the scene, under the illumination of the searchlights, saw that most of the criminal suspects were lying on the ground groaning in pain, surrounded by shocking patches of blood.

"Lin Wuming..." Seeing this tragic scene and the familiar figure, the security guards couldn't help but sigh and support their foreheads.

At the same time, the chairman, who was watching the scene remotely through the camera, couldn't help but sigh, "Student Wuming, you really haven't changed at all."

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