A Scientific Urban Detective

Lin Wuming remembered that the reason he was living in Huangquanchuan Aisui's apartment was to ensure his own safety!

Although Lin Wuming himself didn't feel anything special about it, he was indeed still in mortal danger—the illegal experimental institution he used to be in didn't seem to have given up on killing him to silence him.

And the current situation seemed to prove this; apart from this reason, Lin Wuming couldn't think of any other reason why he would be attacked.

After all, he had only been in this world for half a month, and he had been either hospitalized or staying at home to recover from his injuries. Where would he have the opportunity to make enemies?

The thug's face tightened, as if he intended to grit his teeth and refuse to confess.

But his performance only strengthened Lin Wuming's conjecture.

—Damn it, I just want to lie down and live a peaceful life, why is it so difficult!

Lin Wuming's expression was unfriendly, and his eyes also revealed a fierce light.

The thug who was lifted into the air by an invisible force couldn't help but feel frightened.

Since he had already become a street thug, he naturally couldn't be considered a hero. The reason he gritted his teeth just now and planned to deny everything was simply because he was afraid of the "Hunter's" punishment.

But he suddenly came back to his senses—now is not the time to worry about the punishment later! If he's not careful, he might not even live to see that future!

—Come to think of it, my life and death are now completely in the hands of this cripple! Although his hand seems to be crippled too…

The thug was quite knowledgeable and could probably discern Lin Wuming's superpower—a "telekinesis user", at least level 3, and even level 4 wasn't impossible!

He knew very well that since this telekinesis could grab him and lift him into the air, it could also easily twist off his hands, feet, or neck!

"I don't know! I really don't know anything!" he said quickly, "We're just following the boss's orders and doing things. The specific reasons won't be told to us small fries, really!"

Lin Wuming didn't have the ability to distinguish lies, nor did he have the ability to read people's expressions, so he simply gave up on getting entangled in this aspect.

"Take me to see your boss," Lin Wuming said instead.

Since things had come to this, Lin Wuming wouldn't be at ease without finding out the truth. There's only a thousand days of being a thief, but no thousand days of guarding against a thief.

In order to lie down in peace in the future and enjoy his new life according to the original plan, it was better to settle the karma left by the original owner of this body as soon as possible.

The thug had no choice but to lead Lin Wuming towards their temporary stronghold.

While following the thug, Lin Wuming opened the positioning software on his phone and edited an email with his location and what had happened, sending it to Huangquanchuan Aisui.

—I just hope she can wake up in time and see the email.

But it doesn't matter if she doesn't see it, this is just an insurance policy Lin Wuming took just in case. Or rather, it's a report for his next action, striving for some kind of procedural legitimacy.

The enemies were just thugs from an armed non-powered group. After the "battle" just now, Lin Wuming had full confidence in dealing with this level of enemy alone.

So, in his opinion, going deep into enemy territory wasn't a particularly dangerous thing.

Not long after Lin Wuming left the park, the official members of "Hunter" finally arrived at the scene.

"A bunch of trash! Good for nothing." Kicking the unlucky guy lying on the ground a few times, the hunter who arrived at the scene first reported the situation to the leader, "The lackeys messed up and lost track of the target."

"Don't worry, the target is approaching positions three and five. Everyone pay attention, immediately gather at position five!" The leader's order came immediately.

Along the way, Lin Wuming used his telekinesis to put a "collar" on the thug leading the way in front, constantly reminding him of his current situation.

Since he had already chosen to confess, the thug had no intention of playing tricks and honestly walked in front.

Lin Wuming, holding the ingredients and seasonings he had just bought from the supermarket, felt that the current situation was a bit strange.

In both his previous and current life, this was the first time he had encountered such an experience.

While walking, Lin Wuming "chatted" with the thug in front, or rather, interrogated him for information.

"You said you don't know much and are just following orders, but you should know something," Lin Wuming said, "Tell me, about your operation, tell me everything you know."

The thug said with a sad face: "I've already confessed everything I can! We little lackeys are just following the boss's orders. We were suddenly called to the park and told to keep an eye on a person in a wheelchair…"

"And then?" Lin Wuming continued to ask.

"Then wait for the 'Hunter'…" The thug suddenly shut up, and then said stiffly, "Then wait for the next order."

Lin Wuming nodded, too lazy to continue pursuing the matter, and just silently noted down the word "Hunter". Whether it was just a description or a specific reference, it indicated that there were other forces behind these thugs.

This wasn't strange, and it matched Lin Wuming's guess.

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The key was that, judging from the thug's tone and expression, their backstage—those real murderers—were probably not far away.

So, the task given to these thugs with weak combat power was just to track and monitor, waiting for the subsequent "regular army" to appear.

—In other words, there's no need to go find their "boss", the enemy should come to him on their own.

Lin Wuming continued to inquire about the information about their "boss" and "headquarters" from the thug leading the way, but he didn't really care about what he said, instead focusing his attention on his surroundings.

He immediately noticed something was wrong. Today was the weekend, and it was near a park and supermarket, so why couldn't he see any other people along the way?

Perhaps this was just a coincidence, or perhaps there were some reasons Lin Wuming didn't know about that were actually normal.

But Lin Wuming, who had just been attacked, didn't dare to be so careless; the so-called expecting the worst, since he felt there was a problem, then he should honestly respond as if enemies would come out to kill him.

Anyway, for Lin Wuming, this kind of vigilance wouldn't consume too much energy, he just needed to fully mobilize his telekinesis.

Lin Wuming silently operated his telekinesis, following the techniques he had practiced in the kitchen—forming more than a dozen invisible "arms" in one breath, brandishing them around him; once there were any abnormal situations around him, these telekinetic "arms" would mercilessly strike!

At this moment, suspicious people appeared as expected.

A man in a suit and leather shoes was walking towards him from the other end of the road, talking on his phone as he walked.

He looked like an ordinary white-collar worker.

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