A Scientific Urban Detective

“It’s Senior Lin Wuming! Senior Wuming has taken action!” The Disciplinary Committee members were stunned for a moment, then their morale soared.

The delinquent youths who had been knocked to the ground also realized that they had run into a brick wall today. Among the Disciplinary Committee members, there was a high-level ability user!

Lin Wuming maneuvered his wheelchair to the front.

The scene, which had just been a chaotic battle, suddenly saw the appearance of a wheelchair, causing the delinquent youths to be momentarily stunned.

Whether it was because they thought Lin Wuming in the wheelchair was easy to bully, or because they were still caught up in the heat of the fight, they didn't quite come to their senses for a moment.

In any case, the leader of the delinquent youths suddenly yelled, got up from the ground, pulled out a small knife from his pocket, and charged towards Lin Wuming.

“Senior Wuming!” The Disciplinary Committee members exclaimed in unison.

“No need to worry.” Lin Wuming waved his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the knife-wielding thug seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, stopping suddenly less than half a meter away from Lin Wuming, unable to move forward no matter how hard he tried.

“Perfect,” Lin Wuming suddenly smiled, “I can test out the new technique I just mastered.”

Lin Wuming raised his right hand and bent his index finger: “It might hurt a bit, but don’t worry, it won’t be fatal.”

Seemingly slow but actually fast, Lin Wuming flicked a forehead flick at the enemy's forehead.

Bang!

A loud bang was heard, and a spray of blood erupted from the knife-wielding thug's forehead. His head was as if it had been shot head-on by a bullet. He leaned backward and fell straight to the ground…

One-hit KO!

Lin Wuming held up his index finger and carefully examined it—not bad, although it still hurt a little, he wasn't injured this time.

This move, “Fingertip Strike,” could be considered mastered.

At that moment, Lin Wuming seemed to have simply flicked his finger, but in reality, he wasn't relying on the muscles and tendons of his hand for power.

Instead, it was Nen ability. He used Nen ability to replace the muscles and accelerate the tip of his index finger.

In that instant, Lin Wuming used Nen ability to control all the muscles, bones, flesh, and skin of his right hand, reinforcing and strengthening all of these tissues.

Especially the nail, which was responsible for the direct attack, was treated with micrometer-level solidification.

Otherwise, if he flicked it out, Lin Wuming would likely face the tragic scene of his fingernail shattering first.

Lin Wuming had experimented. With this new move he had mastered, he could even flick through three stacked metal coins!

This kind of power was no less than that of an ordinary pistol bullet!

If Lin Wuming's attack really hit, the lightest injury would be a skull fracture, requiring hospitalization.

The reason why this knife-wielding thug wasn't actually headshot and was still lying on the ground groaning and twitching was simply because Lin Wuming hadn't really hit him.

In fact, the “Fingertip Strike” had actually hit the air. The explosion was caused by the fingertip breaking the sound barrier.

The bloody cut on the knife-wielding thug's forehead was caused by the air blade flicked out by Lin Wuming's fingertip.

The reason why he fell to the ground was because he was knocked down by the sonic boom when the sound barrier was broken.

From beginning to end, Lin Wuming never actually touched this person.

But in the eyes of the bystanders, this person had been headshot by Lin Wuming at close range.

The remaining delinquent youths immediately quieted down, not daring to resist in the slightest. Even Lin Wuming's classmates looked over with surprised and terrified expressions.

—There were also rumors that Senior Lin Wuming had personally killed someone before. It seems that this rumor is true!

Suwauchi Akiko suddenly noticed that the “headshot” boy's hands and feet moved, so she mustered her courage to approach and observe carefully.

“Ah, he’s still alive!” Suwauchi Akiko quickly shouted, “And it’s just a scratch on his head!”

Lin Wuming nodded and added, “There’s also a slight concussion, and his eardrums will probably be damaged. Remember to send him to the hospital later.”

“Senior Wuming,” the Disciplinary Committee members immediately asked curiously, “What did you just do? Is that your superpower?”

“I just flicked his forehead.” As he spoke, Lin Wuming bent his finger and did a demonstration.

Bang!

Another explosion.

The Disciplinary Committee members and the delinquent youths looked at each other—is that the sound a finger flick can make?

Should they say that he lived up to his reputation as a legendary “hero”? Any casual action was so extraordinary.

Although they were sure that their boss wasn't dead, seeing that there was such a monster on the Disciplinary Committee's side, the remaining six delinquent youths naturally had no fighting spirit and decisively surrendered, submitting to arrest.

According to their confession, they didn't commit extortion, at most a bit of fraud.

“But this is normal in the industry.” One of them even said somewhat aggrievedly.

The so-called “industry” was their slang. They were members of an armed ability-less group—actually just a nicer way of saying delinquent youths, so the work they did was naturally not legal.

In short, this gang was acting as “brokers” this time, that is, “middlemen.”

Sakurai Ryoko's grades in the “Ability Development” course were not ideal, so she wanted to find a cram school to improve her ability level.

Somehow, she found these middlemen and wanted to obtain the enrollment qualification for the legendary cram school.

“Ability enhancement? Cram school?” The familiar keywords immediately alerted Lin Wuming, “Such a familiar routine…”

It was almost certain that Sakurai Ryoko had been scammed.

At the same time, Lin Wuming was once again eager to make a move.

—It seemed that he could go back to his old profession?

So, Lin Wuming immediately contacted the chairman of the committee to inquire about the relevant situation.

Combining the information from Sakurai Ryoko, the delinquent youths, and the Disciplinary Committee headquarters, Lin Wuming roughly understood the situation.

This was indeed another fraud case under the guise of “ability enhancement.”

Different from the training class that Lin Wuming had infiltrated and cracked last time, this cram school did not use new technologies such as “learning devices,” but instead chose the most classic “electric shock stimulation method.”

It was said that there were newly developed therapeutic devices in the cram school that could perform electrotherapy on specific acupoints, stimulating the activity of brain waves, thereby stimulating human potential and enhancing the strength of the AIM diffusion field.

It was said that after one course of training, the AIM diffusion field would be significantly enhanced; after five courses, it was likely to increase by one level…

If the previous “electric shock stimulation” therapy made some sense—after all, this was indeed a common method used in ability development courses; but the subsequent propaganda about the therapeutic effect could be 100% confirmed as nonsense.

But no matter how outrageous the propaganda was, there would always be people willing to believe it.

“I think it makes some sense.” Sakurai Ryoko was one of those who were willing to believe it, “Electric shock stimulation, isn’t the school using it too?”