The smoke in Stronghold 63 had dissipated. A small-scale battle would not cause much damage to the stronghold. Furthermore, neither side had affected the civilians, so the casualties among the stronghold residents were almost negligible.
However, to the Wang Clan, the actual controller of Stronghold 63, this was a provocation of their authority by the Anjing House and the Pyro Company.
For example, the old sugar painter and Vanilla, who could control metal, would definitely trigger a citywide manhunt if they were identified by the surveillance cameras if they entered the Wang Clan's strongholds again in the future.
The reason why the price of killing someone in the strongholds controlled by the Wang Clan was so high was because most of the hitmen could only carry out a single mission here.
Not everyone was like Ren Xiaosu, who had the ability to leap onto roofs and vault over walls.
At this moment, in a huge surveillance room in Stronghold 62, over a hundred staff members were busy in their respective empty seats. In this surveillance room, there were already hundreds of surveillance screens. The all-white interior gave off an extremely high-tech vibe.
Wang Shengyin pushed Wang Shengzhi into the room in his wheelchair. He looked at the staff member and said with a smile, "Show me the AI report from last night. Let's see what it says."
"When the Anjing House hitman codenamed Vanilla entered the stronghold, the AI had already issued an early warning that this person had trespassed into the stronghold through a truck transporting frozen pork." A staff member said, "We've already found the truck, but the owner is nowhere to be found. There's a specially modified secret compartment in the truck, so Vanilla must've hidden in there to get in."
With that, the staff member handed Wang Shengzhi a document.
The entire analysis report was very standard. Other than the old sugar painter, everyone else was actually within the scope of the early warning.
Wang Shengzhi had already foreseen this small-scale battle. However, the staff member did not know why he just sat back and let it happen.
Perhaps Wang Shengzhi's plan was to accumulate more resentment between the Pyro Company and the Anjing House.
At this moment, Wang Shengzhi was flipping through the analysis report when he suddenly saw the last section. There were nine photos, and in each photo, there was a blurry figure flying across the rooftops.
The staff member next to him explained, "The other party has been active on the rooftop, and he has carefully avoided the surveillance on our rooftop. This photo was taken because the artificial intelligence noticed him, so it was taken through the surveillance cameras on the tall buildings in the distance."
Wang Shengzhi nodded and looked at the follow-up analysis report. "This person is 184 centimeters tall and has an unknown superpower. Six members of the Pyro Company should have been killed by this person that night, including one member of Midnight and five members of Dusk. This person is extremely dangerous, and it is recommended that we pursue him with all our might."
"Did you find any traces of this person after that?" Wang Shengzhi looked up and asked.
"No." The staff member shook his head. "The AI has analyzed that he's probably already escaped from the stronghold."
"He's not from the Anjing House?" Wang Shengzhi asked.
"No, please look at the last page. The artificial intelligence has analyzed the affiliation of all the participants. He's the only one with an unknown attribute." The staff member shook his head.
Wang Shengyin curiously sized up the blurry figure behind Wang Shengzhi. "Why do I feel that this person looks so familiar? Where have I seen him before?"
Everyone was stunned and looked at Wang Shengyin. However, Wang Shengyin shook her head and said with a smile, "The photo is too blurry. I might have seen it wrong."
Wang Shengzhi shook his head with a smile. "Since this person has been listed as extremely dangerous by the artificial intelligence, we must be careful when dealing with him the next time we see him."
…
When Ren Xiaosu returned to Stronghold 61, he did not go home immediately. Instead, he went to the tavern. It had been many days since he had eaten a hot meal, so Ren Xiaosu had to get something to eat.
Before he even arrived at the tavern, Ren Xiaosu could already see Miss Xiaolu standing by the window in the distance. Miss Xiaolu seemed to be folding something on the table with her head lowered. When she heard footsteps, she looked up and saw Ren Xiaosu.
But just as Ren Xiaosu was about to greet her, he heard Xiaolu exclaim. Then she picked up everything on the table and ran to the backyard of the tavern.
Ren Xiaosu could only greet the air with his raised hand.
When he walked into the tavern, the storyteller was telling a story. "You might not know this, but something big has happened in Stronghold 63 recently. Let's just say that the Pyro Company and the Anjing House have had a feud with each other for a long time, and both sides have set up a trap in Stronghold 63. The Pyro Company wants to capture the Anjing House's supernatural beings, while the Anjing House wants to wipe out the Pyro Company in one fell swoop. An old man waved his hand on an aluminum plate, and the real dragon he drew with sugar paste soared into the sky."
When Ren Xiaosu heard this, he was stunned. It had only been two days since the incident at Stronghold 63, yet the storyteller already knew about it?
However, he did not mind. After all, he already knew the storyteller was not a normal person. He was not particularly concerned about where the other party got his information from.
It was just as well that he wanted to hear about the outside world's views on this small-scale war.
The storyteller continued, "But the Pyro Company and the Anjing House were not the protagonists of this battle. The protagonist was someone else. In this battle, the Pyro Company sent a total of 15 people. However, a mysterious visitor managed to kill six of them by himself. "
When Ren Xiaosu heard this, he realized Ren Xiaosu was involved in at least half of the storyteller's stories.
At this moment, Xiaolu came back into the tavern from the backyard. She sat across from Ren Xiaosu and asked casually, "Did you see what I was doing just now?"
"No." Ren Xiaosu ordered a lamb stew from the waiter and said with a smile, "What were you doing just now?"
"Nothing much." Xiaolu changed the topic and said, "Hurry back home after you're done eating. Recently, the people in town have been saying that your yard is haunted. There's always people wailing and howling in the middle of the night, but no one dares to go in and have a look. They're afraid they'll be eaten by the ghosts."
Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. Why would something like a haunted house have something to do with him?
But he only paused for a moment before he roughly understood what was going on.
Ren Xiaosu asked, "Have there been any other strange occurrences in town recently?"
Xiaolu stole a glance at the storyteller and whispered, "Don't tell Grandpa I was the one who told you. Be careful these days. It seems like someone's looking for you, but Grandpa has helped you hide it."
Ren Xiaosu grinned. "Thanks."
"Grandpa told me not to remind you, so don't tell him," Xiaolu reminded him in a low voice happily.
The storyteller was telling a story at the side, but his voice clearly paused for a moment. He nearly forgot the story he was going to tell later. What a sin!
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