Four Hundred and Eighty-Seven, the Mysterious Killer

The smoke from Fort 63 has dissipated, and a small-scale battle will not cause much damage to the Fort, and neither side of the battle has affected civilians, so the number of casualties among the residents of the Fort is almost negligible.

However, for the Wang Consortium, the actual controller of Fortress No. 63, this is a challenge to their power by Anjing Temple and Tinder Company.

For example, the old man playing with sugar paintings, and the vanilla who controls the metal, if they enter the barriers under Wang's jurisdiction in the future, as long as they are identified by surveillance, they will definitely lead to a search and arrest in the whole city.

The reason why the killing price of the barriers belonging to the Wang Consortium is high is precisely because most killers are here and can only perform one mission.

Not everyone has the ability to 'fly over walls' like Ren Xiaosu.

At this time, in the No. 62 barrier, inside a huge monitoring room, hundreds of staff members are busy in each other's vacant seats. In this monitoring room, there are hundreds of monitoring screens alone. The whole body is white. Strong sense of technology.

Wang Shengzhi was pushed in by Wang Shengyin in a wheelchair. He looked at the staff and said with a smile, "Show me the artificial intelligence report last night and see what it said."

"When the killer code-named Vanilla in Anjing Temple entered the barrier, the artificial intelligence had already issued an early warning, marking the person's illegal intrusion, and the intrusion path was a truck transporting frozen pork," said a staff member: "The We have found the van, but the owner is nowhere to be found, there is a specially modified hidden compartment in the van, and the vanilla should be hiding in it."

With that said, the staff handed Wang Shengzhi a document.

The analysis report of the entire document is quite satisfactory, except for the old man playing sugar painting, everyone else is actually within the scope of early warning.

This small-scale battle was foreseen by Wang Shengzhi a long time ago, but the staff did not know why he sat by and watched it happen.

Perhaps in Wang Shengzhi's plan, he originally wanted to make the fire company and Anjing Temple accumulate more resentment with each other.

At this time, Wang Shengzhi flipped through the analysis report, and suddenly saw the last analysis, and what came into view were 9 photos, and in each photo, there was a blurry figure flying across the roof.

The staff next to him explained: "The other party has been active on the roof, and he carefully avoided the surveillance on our roof. This photo was taken because the artificial intelligence noticed him, so he passed the camera on the tall building in the distance. Captured by surveillance."

Wang Shengzhi nodded and looked at the follow-up analysis report: This person is 184 in height,

The ability is ominous. Six members of Pyro Company should be killed by this person that night, one member of the early morning team and five members of the evening team. This person is extremely dangerous, and it is recommended to hunt him down with all his strength.

"Have you not found any trace of this person since then?" Wang Shengzhi raised his head and asked.

"No," the staff member shook his head: "Analyzed by artificial intelligence, he should have escaped from the barrier."

"Not from Anjing Temple?" Wang Shengzhi asked curiously.

"No, look at the last page. The artificial intelligence has analyzed the power affiliation attributes of all the combatants, only he is a single unknown attribute," the staff member shook his head.

Wang Shengyin looked at the vague figure curiously behind Wang Shengzhi: "Why do I feel that this person is so familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere?"

Everyone looked at Wang Shengyin in a daze, but Wang Shengyin shook his head and said with a smile: "The photo is too blurry, maybe I got it wrong."

Wang Shengzhi shook his head with a smile: "Since this person is classified as extremely dangerous by artificial intelligence, you must be careful when you find him next time."

...

When Ren Xiaosu returned to Fortress No. 61, he didn't go home immediately, but went to the tavern. He hadn't had a warm meal for many days, so Ren Xiaosu had to go eat something.

Before arriving at the tavern, Ren Xiaosu could see Miss Xiaolu by the window from a distance. Miss Xiaolu seemed to be folding something on the table with her head down. When she heard footsteps, she looked up and saw Ren Xiaosu.

As a result, Ren Xiaosu just wanted to say hello to her, but he heard Xiaolu yell, then took all the things on the table into his arms, and ran to the backyard of the tavern with his arms in his arms.

The hand that Ren Xiaosu just raised could only greet the air...

He walked into the tavern, and the storyteller was telling a story: "The objective people here may not know, but a major event happened at the No. 63 barrier recently. It is said that the fire company and the Anjing Temple have had a long-standing grievance, and the two sides killed each other at the No. 63 barrier. In the bureau, the fire company wanted to arrest the superhumans of Anjing Temple, but Anjing Temple wanted to catch the fire company all at once. An old man waved his hand on the aluminum plate, and the real dragon he drew with sugar syrup flew into the air. rise……"

Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment when he heard this sentence. The incident at Fort 63 happened only two days ago, so the storyteller already knew about it?

But he didn't care. After all, he already knew that the other party was not an ordinary person, and he didn't particularly care about where the other party's information came from.

Coincidentally, he also listened to how the outside intelligence viewed this small-scale war.

But I heard that Mr. Shu continued: "But Pyro Company and Anjing Temple are not the protagonists of this battle. To kill 6 people with his own strength..."

When Ren Xiaosu heard it, he got it, at least half of the stories of the storyteller had him as Ren Xiaosu.

At this time, Xiao Lu entered the tavern from the backyard again, and she sat opposite Ren Xiaosu and asked casually, "Did you see what I was doing just now?"

"No," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile after ordering a mutton steamed bun with his staff, "What were you doing just now?"

"It's nothing," Xiao Lu changed the subject, "You go home after dinner and take a look. Recently, people in the market town said that your yard is haunted, and there are always people crying and howling in the middle of the night, but everyone I dare not go in and look, for fear of being eaten by ghosts."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment, how could something like haunting happen to him?

But he just paused for a moment, and he probably understood what was going on.

Ren Xiaosu asked: "Is there anything strange going on in the market town recently?"

Xiaolu glanced at Mr. Storyteller secretly, and then whispered: "Don't tell Grandpa that I said it, be careful recently, it seems that someone is looking for you, but Grandpa helped you hide it."

Ren Xiaosu grinned, "Thank you."

"Grandpa didn't want me to remind you, so don't tell him," Xiao Lu happily lowered his voice to remind.

The storyteller at the side was telling a story, his voice obviously paused, and he almost forgot the story to be told later, what a crime!