[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-the-cleanup-crew":3,"chapter-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-94":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm the Cleanup Crew!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2285930,4472,"Chapter 94: 93 Sugar and Ryan","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-94",94,"\u003Cp>93 Sugar and Ryan’s Hell\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the female prisoner had slammed her head halfway into the metal wall, the female police officer ignored her own aching chest, immediately let go and lunged forward to “pull” the motionless woman free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened? Why did she crash into the wall?! Wake up! You…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… you stop shouting first…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After patting her shoulder, Leon leaned against her, his heart rate spiking past 160, sweat beading all over his body; he covered his ringing ears and weakly urged:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s probably just fainted, she won’t die… you… Hu … shut up, you’re making my ears ring…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is that possible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she didn’t know why the prisoner had done this, it was clearly tied to Leon’s questions; the frantic officer shook off his hand, turned, and pointed at the dented wall, shouting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look! It’s dented this much! This is iron! Such force…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t look at the carriage—look at her head instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What good is looking at her head?! That’s iron! If iron’s dented this badly, how could a human head…” Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After checking the prisoner’s head and finding no blood or broken skin—only a large bruise—the female officer stared in shock, her eyes darting between the dented wall and the woman’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… how is this possible? How could a human head be harder than iron?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, if your head wasn’t iron, would you be a rebel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After mumbling nonsense, feeling over half his strength drained, Leon half-slumped onto the seat, breathing heavily with relief, grateful his reaction had been fast enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the instant he sensed the prisoner preparing to crash into the wall, he had decisively activated the Holy Pendant, using his will to alter reality and forcibly “modify” that small section of wall into something rubber-like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s original plan was to maintain this state for a few seconds—just long enough for the wall to return to normal—so the officer wouldn’t notice anything odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the cost of altering reality with willpower was terrifyingly beyond his expectations: merely sustaining the “rubber” state for an instant drained over half his strength; sensing the danger, he didn’t even wait for the wall to rebound, frantically releasing his grip on the Holy Pendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as the ability abruptly cut off, the rubberized wall instantly reverted under reality’s “pressure,” causing the prisoner’s head to become stuck in the wall instead of being bounced back…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After catching his breath leaning against the chair, seeing the officer still bewilderedly studying the “rebel’s iron head,” Leon, recovered enough to smirk slightly, then checked on the prisoner’s condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s fine—aside from swelling, no other external injuries; she’s just fainted, maybe a bit of concussion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s good, that’s good…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Leon wasn’t a doctor, hearing his words, the officer inexplicably felt somewhat reassured, and only then noticed his condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what’s wrong? Why are you so pale? And sweating so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I deserve it! I knew people who manifest anomalies tend to be extreme, but I didn’t prepare for her to go this far—I gave her room to struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With over half his strength gone and his stomach growling, Leon smiled bitterly inwardly, firmly memorizing this lesson, then replied offhandedly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not sure—maybe I’m just hungry… let’s talk about you! What are you taking her to Ryan’s for?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s about the assassination of Princess Wang Nuwei…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, the officer hesitated, remembering Leon’s identity as a “bastard rebel,” feeling strange discussing this with him—but recalling his bizarre interrogation, she finally spilled everything:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The firearms left behind at the scene were registered to Ryan’s arms factory, and she insisted those guns were bought from Ryan’s… Are you feeling sick?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Leon’s pale face and his hand unconsciously pressing his stomach, the officer bit her lower lip, then reached into her pocket and pulled out two candies, shoving them roughly into his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take these to hold you over! If you pass out from hunger, I won’t care!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when being kind, you still have to pretend you’re being tough, don’t you? You’re such a stubborn weirdo…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the candies shoved into his hand, Leon stared blankly, peeled off the pale pink wrapper, and dropped the heart-shaped milk candy into his mouth; he mumbled thanks, then continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And now—when you go to Ryan’s, are you still going to confront them about the arms factory?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I have other questions first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer shook her head, glanced at the unconscious prisoner beside her, then bit her lip hard:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When she tried to assassinate Princess Wang Nuwei, she blew up a flour factory to create an opening, killing and injuring many workers. Though she’s no good person, what turned her into this was ultimately the crimes committed by the Ryan family in the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arms factory case can be investigated by others, but what happened to her and her husband—if I don’t pursue it, no one else will. So I must uncover the truth and make those bastards pay!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. I hope you can do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he shared the prisoner’s view—that she’d likely uncover nothing before the Ryan family shut her down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone persisting in doing what was right, even if naive and clumsy, Leon still held respect; after a moment’s thought, he promised:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve seen my ability—most people can’t lie to me. If you run into any problems during your investigation, come to me for help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Leon—who hadn’t doused her hopes, mocked her beliefs, and even offered aid—the officer blinked, her emotions complicated; finally, she turned away awkwardly and muttered a quiet “thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re such a weirdo…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head in disbelief, remembering her candy, Leon added one more warning:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just be careful—Ryan’s doesn’t play clean. Even with your background, they might still come for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, I’m prepared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer nodded, her expression grave:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The last few cases I’ve handled all tie back to Ryan’s. To deal with them, I’ve reviewed nearly every file on the family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I know better than anyone how vile, shameless, and ruthless they are! You don’t need to tell me—I’ll be twice as careful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. I’m glad you understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the officer grasped the danger, Leon nodded and said no more, instead leaning back, closing his eyes to rest, savoring the sweet milk candy, trying to regain strength—when his thigh was gently prodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t just talk about me—what about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the only “Ryan” she didn’t completely dislike, the officer’s eyes softened slightly, and she asked gently, curiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re going to Ryan’s too—why? I’m going to gather evidence of their crimes. What’s your reason?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to meet my family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“??????”\u003C\u002Fp>",1106,"2026-06-20T03:18:28.556Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d042144b9c84f36648d77af63a3b8e96fa0f376d33432574ab7d8878124686bb","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-95","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-93",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-the-cleanup-crew-cover.jpg"]