Feng Mu knowingly asked, "Sacrifice?"

Ma Wei: "Some of our young guys took photos of the patrol office transporting the broken shards of the Evil Sacrifice altar. So, Bin believes that Zheng Hang didn't flee, but was killed, sacrificed, and his body disposed of by the real culprit."

Feng Mu's face turned slightly grim under his mask. His tricks had fooled the patrol office, but the Cyan Wolf Gang saw through them right away.

Ma Bin, the second-in-command of the Cyan Wolf Gang, he remembered this name.

Feng Mu closed the list and sneered, "How was this list circled out?"

Ma Wei shook his head, "I don't know. Bin did the list alone. The young guys in the gang just followed orders."

Feng Mu was slightly disappointed, but it was within his expectations. He didn't expect to just grab a young Cyan Wolf Gang member and have them spill all the details.

That's why we need to have a plan first~

Seeing Feng Mu deep in thought and silent, Ma Wei broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly added, "Give me some time, I can find out."

Feng Mu raised a finger, "One day. I want the answer tomorrow."

Ma Wei's expression shifted. Though Bin valued Brother Tong and always appeared empathetic and gentle, he knew very well that Bin was suspicious and sinister.

Many in the gang would rather be beaten by Boss Zheng than be remembered by Bin.

Feng Mu frowned, "Whether I send the video to you or to Bin depends on the value you can show. From today, your life is on the clock, you need to learn to race against time, understand?"

Ma Wei nodded fiercely, "Understood."

After threatening him, Feng Mu threw out a bit of hope, "I'm not afraid to tell you, my goal is to take down the Cyan Wolf Gang or kill Zheng Si."

"Your job is to keep an eye on any movement in the Cyan Wolf Gang and complete the tasks I assign you."

"Don't just nod. Don't just be my puppet. You need to take initiative and help me achieve this as soon as possible."

"The sooner I achieve my goal, the less threat the video poses to you, and you can regain your freedom, right?"

Ma Wei's expression changed unpredictably. He felt that the promise thrown to him was truly taking a life to grasp, hauntingly profound.

"Handle the body yourself, keep your phone on 24/7, I will contact you." Feng Mu said, then had Ma Wei hand over all the cash in the room.

Ma Wei watched the limping silhouette leave, then bent to pick up the broken dagger on the ground and stabbed himself twice in the stomach.

Ma Wei waited until the blood on his stomach soaked through his pants, and until his head was a bit dizzy before stumbling out the door, running wildly into the night, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Feng Mu hadn't gone far when he heard a wailing scream that tore through the night.

His heart gave a sudden thud, and he silently cursed, "Damn," immediately kicked into a run, bolting out of the shantytown.

He ran all the way home, bumped into a few drunks on the way, but wearing a mask and hat, he wasn't worried about being recognized.

Once in the hallway, he calmed his breathing, and took a glance at the time.

06:24.

An hour before Upper City lights up, illuminating the world.

Feng Mu pressed his ear to the door frame, confirming the house was quiet before removing his mask and quietly heading back to his bedroom. He paused with his hand on the doorknob, pulling out an intact pencil lead.

He exhaled a murky breath, applied slight pressure with his fingertip, and the pencil lead crumbled into dust and fell to the ground.

He took off his black clothes and changed into a clean set, seated himself at the desk, turned on the lamp, and reviewed and reflected on the night's actions on paper.

Inserted a spy (√)

Identity not exposed (√)

Confirmed list (√)

Confirmed Cyan Wolf Gang's suspicion (√)—Believed Zheng Hang died from Evil Sacrifice, the murderer is an internal student

Inquired about the deductive logic of the suspect range (?)—Results expected tomorrow?

Confirmed who made the list (√)—Ma Bin, the second-in-command of the Cyan Wolf Gang

Basic structure of the Cyan Wolf Gang organization (√)

Pretended to sleep at home, never went out (√)—The pencil lead on the doorknob was intact.

Returned safely (√)

In terms of results, the action was considered a great success, with the basic objectives achieved. The only slightly disappointing point was the unclear deductive logic of the suspect range, but tomorrow he can collect Ma Wei's report.

If the results drawn on the paper were scored like a test, he could basically get 90+.

"But the actual process exposed extremely risky issues." Feng Mu was still haunted in retrospect, "Almost got taken down by a combo move."

Ambush (semi-failure, 50 points)

Combat experience (a mess, 0 points)

Technique tricks (unsightly, 0 points)

Courage, ferocity (cowardly at first then mad, but fortunately succeeded with a desperate counterattack, 20 points)

Overall average score: 17.5 points

Feng Mu gave himself a combat score, his expression turned extremely grim.

"I survived this combat thanks to cheat, otherwise I would've been dead." Feng Mu deceived Ma Wei, claiming that he had beaten Zhang Tong head-on.

But he couldn't deceive himself, otherwise next time against a stronger opponent, it would indeed be his own end.

"Combat cannot always rely on luck, on explosive moments of near-death comeback. Cheats aren't a 'pass every exam' immunity card, I need to solidify my foundations."

Feng Mu realized that simply honing Body Forging Exercise was far from enough.

"My weaknesses are too obvious, lacking in attack methods, stiff in improvisation. These weaknesses need to be addressed."

Feng Mu assessed in his heart, he couldn't place all his hopes on [Iron Eater], that would be too one-sided, easily caught and beaten to death as a weakness.

"In life-and-death struggles, the person whose strengths are longer often wins, but the one with fewer weaknesses lives longer!"

Although Feng Mu had [Frenzy Blood] as a divine skill, he sincerely hoped never to stage a thin-blooded comeback again, it was too thrilling, his heart couldn't take it.

Most importantly, people aren't game characters; their health doesn't deplete in segments, it could very well result in sudden death, zeroing the health bar.

Just like today, with a hole in his wrist and a stab in his chest, theoretically, he lost 10% of his blood, but in actual circumstances, he was undoubtedly in a near-death state.

"So, when I finally exchanged wounds for life with Zhang Tong, that frenzy wasn't necessarily the ferocity I unleashed when near death, it might have been the [Frenzy Blood] buffing me with courage?"

Feng Mu also recalled when he coerced Ma Wei, his villainous demeanor almost bursting from the screen, suddenly realizing something was off.

"I even had Ma Wei smiling at the camera?"

"That doesn't seem like something I'd normally do. Though I'm a bit cold, a bit selfish, intrinsically I'm kind, just wanting to protect myself, surely not this pathological insanity."

"That's right, at that moment, it wasn't truly me, but a rationally corrupted version by [Frenzy Blood]."

"Correct, any pathological behavior committed under [Frenzy Blood] isn't my true intention, shouldn't be counted against me."

"I don't need to doubt my nature because of this, nor feel guilty, depressed, anxious, or malevolent, yes, just like that."

Feng Mu subconsciously repeated this a few times, using this method to soothe and purify his frightened heart, mentally inoculating himself in advance.

The people of this world generally ignore mental health, so many harbor resentment in their chests, turning into Calamity Corpses after death~

As a transmigrator, Feng Mu undoubtedly lead this era in mental health prevention.

With the summary and reflection complete, it was finally time to organize his spoils of joy.

Feng Mu pulled out a black bag and spread it on the table.

A stack of cash, totaling 12,400 yuan after counting.

Two gold bars, valuation unclear.

All were Zhang Tong's relics; it's normal for a gang member to stash gold bars and cash at home. Feng Mu killed a man, inheriting the other's wealth. Ma Wei had no room for any reproach.

A bloodstained paperback book—Crane Claw Skill, looted from Zhang Tong's body, commonly known as bursting a secret manual.

A switchblade, voluntarily contributed by Ma Wei, has to be said that this person exhibits talent in adjusting his stance, and the ability to read the room was maxed out.

This switchblade could perfectly replace the damaged folding dagger, noticeably superior in workmanship and feel, marking a weapon upgrade, from street goods to online merchandise.

Finally,

there was...

[Detecting the player first completed housebreaking murder, corpses looted gold coins, coerced others into crime, acts highly compatible with own identity.]

[Game Inheritance Level up, Inheritance Level has risen to 2% this time]

[Current rewards have been issued, rewards have been delivered!]

[Wish player enjoy the game...]

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