My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 772 - 465: Do You Want Power?

"I’ve finally found him..."

Meng Lang stared at the computer screen, the middle-aged man wearing the baseball cap, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Hu, male, 42 years old, from Hekou Town, Pei County.

Recently, due to a neighborhood dispute over land encroachment for house building in the countryside, he brutally murdered a family of seven next door and is currently a fugitive, with a reward money of 300,000 RMB!

However, he also had another identity - a transformed person of the Night Demon Clan... an assassin!

After seeing the wanted notice on TV, Meng Lang had Zero monitor Su City’s active area for Zhao Ge through the city surveillance system, while also searching for Zhao Hu’s trail in the surrounding cities and towns.

Heaven rewards those who are diligent, and today they finally had a breakthrough.

The man on the surveillance footage was riding a bicycle, carrying a backpack, dressed like an ordinary tourist.

Through photo comparison, the man’s face was clearly disguised, making it hard to recognize even for acquaintances.

But for Zero, who could even recognize a pig, these disguises were far from enough...

"He really is cautious, hiding for so long before finally coming out..."

Meng Lang watched the man on the screen stop his bicycle, look around, and then walk into a convenience store.

His fingers tapped slowly on the desktop, contemplating how to deal with him.

He was unsure whether Zhao Hu at this time point was a normal human or had already been transformed into an assassin.

If it was the former, he wouldn’t mind playing the role of a bounty hunter for once.

But if it was the latter, the opponent might already be controlled by the Night Demon Clan, and even monitored by the Listener...

For him, simply arresting a common fugitive didn’t mean much.

Even killing an assassin, the effect would only be prematurely severing one of the Night Demon Clan’s dog paws, which was insignificant to the enemy.

Without Zhao Hu, there would still be Zhang Long, and given the number of assassins that appeared, humans who met the criteria for transformation were not scarce.

It might even bring out a few more victims.

So... how should he deal with this Zhao Hu to maximize his value...

But before that, he needed to figure out the opponent’s situation first...

"Zero, has Mr. Black Cat arrived?"

[Already in position!]

"Good! Tell him not to be careless. If he dies, nobody will take care of his corpse..."

...

"Heh~" Seeing the message on his phone, Ning Shisan’s mouth twitched.

Though he wanted to comment on the promised exceptional employee benefits, dying on the job wouldn’t even get him corpse recovery service...

But considering how mysterious and powerful the organization was, it couldn’t even handle collecting a body. Just what level of enemy could make such omnipotent mysterious people so cautious?

And the transformed people mentioned... were those really something humans could achieve?

He became extremely cautious.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the glass door of the convenience store...

[Ding dong! Welcome!]

The automatic greeting machine sounded a notification, and inside the not-so-large convenience store, a man choosing items immediately looked up warily towards the door.

Ning Shisan casually glanced around, picked up a shopping basket near the door, opened the refrigerator, and directly grabbed a few cans of chilled beer and threw them in.

Then he started strolling and picking items in the store like an ordinary customer.

Seeing nothing unusual, Zhao Hu then shifted his gaze away from Ning Shisan, pressed down his cap, and continued to sweep items into his baskets, quickly filling up two of them.

"Boss, I’d like to check out!"

"Okay! Please wait a moment, customer!"

Seeing that the other party bought so much, the smile on the shop owner’s face became much more genuine.

"Beep!" "Beep!"

While the boss was busy scanning, Ning Shisan, pretending to have picked his items, stood behind Zhao Hu holding his basket.

Zhao Hu felt someone behind him and warily turned back to look.

Seeing that the other party didn’t even glance at him and was busy pulling out a cigarette from the pack and lighting it up, Zhao Hu turned his head back after a cloud of smoke swirled.

What he didn’t know was that the moment he turned his head, the man behind him had his gaze fixed on him through the swirling smoke.

From top to bottom, he closely observed the man in front.

His skin was dark, and the muscles under his clothes were solid, with his hands covered in calluses, but they were not the kind from holding guns; they seemed to be from engaging in physical labor for many years.

The backpack behind him was not small, but it seemed mostly empty.

His nose twitched slightly, and instantly, a smell of alcohol hit him; the man must have been drinking recently.

>p>

Looking at what the other party was purchasing.

It was mainly instant noodles, vacuum-packed chicken legs, and other ready-to-eat foods, and the most purchased item was Baijiu...

Beyond that, he couldn’t observe anything further...

It seemed he had to take a risk...

"Hurry up, why is it so slow!" Ning Shisan spoke with a cigarette in his mouth, shaking his legs, pretending to be very impatient.

"Sorry, this customer’s items are a bit many, almost done!" the boss quickly apologized.

"Really, if you’re buying so much, go to a big supermarket, what are you doing in a convenience store! Such a waste of time!"

At these words, Zhao Hu immediately frowned and looked back at him again.

"What are you staring at! Not happy about it!"

Seeing this, Ning Shisan acted like he was provoked, shoved the man in the chest with force, making him stagger backwards a few steps.

"You!" Zhao Hu glared angrily.

"What! You wanna hit me? Come on, this place has surveillance, try touching me! Let me tell you! I’ve got connections in the bureau!"

Ning Shisan, embodying Brother Mount Chicken, pointed at the convenience store’s surveillance camera with an air of invincibility.

A flicker of ferocity crossed Zhao Hu’s eyes, but whether it was the mention of "surveillance" or "connections in the bureau" that made him reconsider, he clenched his fist but held back from acting rashly, instead, he instinctively pressed down on his cap.

"Customer! Customer! It’s just a small matter, no need for this!

Look, this customer has fewer items, why not let him go first?" the boss hurriedly came forward to mediate.

"Hmph!" Zhao Hu snorted coldly but did not express any opposition.

"Know your place!" Ning Shisan put on a smug face, paid with a scan after, and left the convenience store arrogantly with his shopping bag.

"Don’t get upset, sir. We have people like him every day. We don’t bother with that kind.

The cheerful shopkeeper gave Zhao Hu a way out, then quickly finished the transaction.

"That will be 289."

"Keep the change!"

Zhao Hu threw down three hundred-yuan notes, then took off his backpack and stuffed a bunch of items into it.

Keeping his head down, he left the convenience store, looked around cautiously, then rode off on the bicycle he had come on, choosing a less crowded route and quickly blended into the traffic...

...

On a flyover not far from the convenience store, Ning Shisan, with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, staring at the departing figure of the other.

From the look in his eyes, he was indeed someone who had killed before...

He had just observed the bicycle parked outside; there were signs of it being forced at a hidden spot...

Considering the direction the person had left, it was likely the local residential area.

The anti-surveillance awareness was good for a fugitive who, rather than choosing a place with fewer people, had opted for the bustling Su City.

Su City is a tourist city, and this season is the peak of tourism, with many tourists opting to rent homestays.

Such places are loosely managed, densely populated, and the layout is complex.

It’s ideal for hiding one’s identity and also easier to escape once discovered.

Just find a rental property, blend in with the tourists, and the police would find it hard to conduct a thorough search.

From the quantity of the purchased items, it was enough for one person for four or five days.

The person seemed to live a reclusive life.

With his identity and bank cards locked, unable to order takeout, coming out periodically to buy food with cash was when he was most likely to expose his identity.

But he was also cautious, choosing not to buy food near his hiding place.

Otherwise, such a large amount of purchases, if repeated a few times, would definitely attract the attention of the observant.

"However... he should be an ordinary person..."

Ning Shisan rubbed his fingers together, recalling the resistance he felt when he pushed the other.

The physical condition wasn’t bad, but that was it.

He didn’t use much force, yet the other staggered back two steps.

This did not match the intelligence mentioned about having roughly three times the strength of an average human.

During the brief contact, he also hadn’t noticed anything unusual about the other.

Of course, this still needed further confirmation...

Seeing that the other was about to disappear from his sight, Ning Shisan calmly pulled out his phone, and soon a live video feed of city surveillance appeared.

It thoughtfully highlighted and marked the target in the footage.

The camera angle changed.

The next moment, it became an aerial view.

Ning Shisan looked up at the tiny black dot in the sky, inwardly exclaiming.

This damn amphibious cross-domain surveillance left nowhere to escape once targeted...

Tracking you from three kilometers away, are you scared?

...

An hour later, after taking a lengthy route, Zhao Hu finally returned to his small thirty-square-meter homestay.

Locking the door, he immediately started devouring the food he had bought.

Soon, the table was a complete mess...

"Gulp gulp~" Finishing off the remaining strong liquor in the bottle, Zhao Hu’s eyes suddenly hardened.

"Bang!" The empty bottle of erguotou shattered.

"Damn it! It’s no fucking way to live!"

Hiding all day like a scared bird, he even dared not dine out.

His meager cash was dwindling day by day, and Zhao Hu’s strung nerves were nearly at their limit.

He knew that without cash, even days like these spent hiding and skulking might soon be over...

Now he only had two choices, either continue down the path of killing for loot, a dark road to the end, or turn himself in.

He certainly didn’t want to go to prison, but continuing his crimes would only add to his charges and put him in greater danger, equally unsustainable...

"Damn it, it’s all that bastard’s fault, relying on his uncle being the village head...

He deserves to die! They all deserve to die!

Everyone in this world deserves to die!"

Zhao Hu was reminded of that bloody night, his eyes growing redder. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Yes, they all deserve to die... you’re right...

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill all those in the way, and the world would be at peace...

It’s not you who is wrong, it’s this world...

Too bad, you’re too weak..."

A deep, raspy voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Half-drunk, Zhao Hu didn’t notice anything odd, and just kept nodding.

"That’s right, I’m too weak, or else I could kill! Kill! Kill..."

He growled like a wild beast.

"Do you want power?

Go there... there’s something you want..."

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