I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Not only that, Brother Hammer has also been modified by me, because I need to manually bind the elastic rope every time I fight, which is not only a waste of time, but also very troublesome...

So, I simply cut off one-third of the handle of Brother Hammer, and hollowed out two-thirds of it to store an elastic rope of about 4 meters...

One end of the rope is connected to the upper half of the handle, and the other end is connected to the other third of the handle, and the connection between the two handles is designed with a knob thread...

That is to say, when I don't need the flyweight, it is a normal hammer, and once I need the flyweight, I just need to turn the handle clockwise, then it can immediately become a flyweight!

However, due to the limited space, I can only store 4 meters of elastic rope, but this is enough for me. After all, if the enemy is farther away, I can also use the 8 meters of elastic rope on the tactical belt...

All in all, Brother Hammer seems to be very satisfied with my transformation, you see, he is too happy to speak...

However, when I am improving and making various equipment for myself, I also know a piece of news that is not very friendly to me...

"Recently, a case of missing a student half a year ago has made significant progress. The police finally confirmed that the suspect is the sports equipment administrator of a key local high school through video comparisons of the past three months!"

"However, it is a pity that the suspect used fake identity information when he joined the job, but his appearance has been captured by the camera. If anyone finds out, please contact the police immediately!"

Looking at the news broadcast on the big screen of the hotel and the screenshot of the video that appeared in the lower right corner, I pouted slightly, because you guys found out... so what?

The original ID card was picked up when I was a homeless man. Because it looks exactly like me, I thought it was interesting so I kept it here...

Ten years ago was not like it is now, face recognition was everywhere, and Skynet big data was everywhere...

At that time, whether it was surfing the Internet at an Internet cafe, or staying in a hotel, even if you were looking for a job, you only needed to have an ID card and look alike, and you wouldn’t even go into it...

Therefore, at that time, the police could not find me except by comparing with the camera. What's more, the clarity of the cameras in many places back then... can be said to be a mess!

But since the camera is mentioned...

In fact, I am still very vigilant at this point. As long as I know the nearby cameras, I must wear a mask and wig, and I even put booster pads in my shoes, so it doesn’t matter if I am photographed by the camera!

Not only that, every time I leave a place, I will clean up all traces and fingerprints. It can be said that unless a colleague who has worked with me confronts me face to face, otherwise the police will never find me!

And it doesn’t matter even if the eyewitness describes my facial features, because even if he meets the policeman, he won’t be able to recognize him. After all, I will wear a mask and wig when I go out…

But just in case, I always use my ID card when staying in hotels...

Because the people who have observed me at close range are almost all colleagues who have worked together, and they only know my pseudonym, so using their own ID card can effectively prevent people from checking the check-in information...

So now the only thing I lose is the ID card I picked up, at worst I don’t need it anymore...

Besides, I have enough funds on me now, so I don’t think I need any part-time jobs anymore...

Not only that, the next target I have to deal with is the Gang of Strange People. They don't need an ID card to recruit people. If that's the case, why should I worry so much?

Of course, I did have negligence, that is, the severed finger, but I believe that the severed finger was taken away by wild dogs long ago, and naturally it cannot be used as a clue...

"Killing has never been the hardest thing, the hardest thing is always how to get out..."

I have always kept this movie line in my heart and put it into practice, so it also saved me from many unnecessary troubles at the time...

OK, let's move on!

Between the Red Mist Beach and the Cemetery of the Abandoned, I thought about it for a long time, and finally pointed to the Cemetery of the Abandoned as my next target...

As for the reason...it's complicated!

First, during my more than three months of recuperation, the incident in Mengdu Town must have been reported back to the headquarters of the Strange People Gang. Even if it didn't, then the president should already know the news...

And next, regardless of whether he thinks it was done by other branches or foreign system forces, he will definitely strengthen the defense of Red Mist Beach!

This point is definitely beyond doubt, and it is not impossible to strictly inquire about the identity information of the people who come and go!

That's why I did the opposite and went straight to Huanglong!

Second, facing the cemetery of the abandoned as the base camp, I can't be tough anymore, I can only sneak into it through the recruitment system, and then look for opportunities to hide in secret!

Third, the president will definitely have more information about the Gang of Strange People, which will not only allow me to better understand their internal situation, but also help me find ways to break through them one by one!

I am helpless in the face of unknown others, but in the face of an enemy I know in detail, can I still not find his flaws?

The fourth and last point is to capture the thief first, and then let the president give some order to lure all the members of Red Mist Beach into my trap. Then it can be said that it will be effortless to solve them!

Alright, with that said, let's go!

The cemetery of the abandoned is only more than 100 kilometers away from Raleigh Island. Since I couldn't pass the security check with my belongings, I directly called a taxi...

"Little brother, I heard that the place is haunted..."

I showed interest and turned to look at the driver, but there was a hint of fear on his face...

"Little brother, don't think I'm talking nonsense, this is what our colleagues said..."

I nodded for him to continue.

"At that time, there was an old man in our group, who was passing by with a passenger. The passenger said to get out of the car and take a pee, because it was the middle of the night and the neighborhood was deserted, so the old man agreed..."

I already have a guess in my mind, it seems that the guy should be missing...

"Then guess what, it was night, and there was heavy fog nearby. As soon as the guy got close to the fog, a hole suddenly appeared. My brother was shocked, and then watched the passengers enter the hole..."

Sure enough, that person should be a member of the Strange People Gang, but he still rides in the Bawang car, what a bastard...

"It's strange to say that as soon as the passenger went in, the big hole disappeared. My brother must not dare to go in. In the end, he could only admit that he was unlucky and lost his gas money..."