Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 511 - 296 Chain Reaction2

Fuleiia spoke with a puzzled tone.

Originally, they had all thought it was a supernatural phenonon until, later on, after coming into contact with news related to Mutant Warriors, they realized that the mysterious interference stemd from the [Psychic Crystal].

After they learned of this information, they even went to the site of the incident to check, only to find that unfortunately, the crystal seed to have already been taken by soone, missing out on a billion-dollar opportunity.

So, when Javell ntioned these phenona, their thoughts imdiately turned to the [Psychic Crystal].

And since this was happening within the Special Affairs Bureau, it made sense that the [Psychic Crystal] would be involved.

"Also, hey!"

Javell suddenly said in a secretive tone,

"I heard that people saw the ard police were just chasing a single person, but that person had an exceptional build, with speed and jumping ability far beyond normal, and he vanished in no ti at all."

...

At this point, the situation was fairly clear; obviously, those mbers of the Japanese team who had left were on the hunt for this mysterious individual.

From the looks of it, the mysterious person seed to have escaped, but the team mbers hadn’t returned yet, so their casualties were unknown.

Katerina sat in her spot, and as for those Japanese, she originally didn’t have a favorable impression of them, not to ntion the ambush she’d encountered in the hotel before the competition.

On the contrary, she felt sowhat grateful to that mysterious individual; thanks to him, she had managed to secure the runner-up position.

However, she had a persistent uneasy feeling in her heart, and for so reason, Katerina suddenly thought of Li Ang, who had promised to watch the match but had never shown up.

To be able to storm their headquarters alone and leave unscathed, one would have to be a powerful individual, even among the X-level Mutant Warriors, not to ntion they seed to have deployed an X-level Mutant Warrior to encircle and suppress the target.

Indeed, Li Ang was the most powerful individual she had encountered, and even the X-level Arican that ca this ti, in her view, did not asure up to the standard Li Ang had set.

...

At this mont, the remaining ard police on the scene, including their commander, no longer harbored any desire to chase after Li Ang.

The best opportunity to kill this man was initially in the courtyard, but sohow, despite being locked on by several snipers, he was able to evade them.

After they moved outside, capturing him would only beco more difficult, but as long as he hadn’t left the building, there was still so hope.

However, the subsequent explosion thoroughly shattered their confidence.

At this point, all they wished for was for this robust man to run as far away as possible so he wouldn’t wreak havoc on them anymore.

Everyone had surrounded him and opened fire without success; now that he had fled to the busy city areas, the chance of capturing him was virtually zero.

Logically, such a supercriminal should be pursued by Mutant Warriors of the sa caliber, as they understand each other the best.

But now everyone had seen the situation: three national treasure-level X-level Mutant Warriors had died inside, who would dare to pursue after hearing that news?

The forensic experts on site, after entering the interior of the Special Affairs Bureau and analyzing the scene, discovered even more.

"Commander, you may want to take a look at this bullet."

A professional in a protective suit used tweezers to pick up a deford, specially-made armor-piercing bullet from the ground and spoke to the commander.

After examining it, the commander realized that this bullet was one of the ones just fired.

"What’s the matter? Is there sothing wrong with this bullet?"

"Pay attention to the marks on it; it’s undergone so slight deformation, which is quite normal when a bullet is fired due to impact, but what’s odd is that its tip only left a mark when it passed through the periter wall. And if you look at the deformation in the middle, doesn’t it look a bit like fingerprints?"

"Are you saying, after this bullet was fired, it didn’t hit any target, but was instead caught directly by hand?"

The commander squinted his eyes and asked with doubt.

A professional wearing a protective suit answered:

"This is just my speculation, and although the conclusion seems far-fetched, it’s the most likely truth after ruling out all other possibilities."

"Compared with the other three bullets that were fired at the sa ti, those three are all lodged in the wall at different angles. Only this one remained at the position where he stood, which is quite telling."

"Let alone whether there is a bulletproof vest that could withstand such a bullet, even if there were, the violent collision would have deford it beyond recognition. Therefore, aside from intercepting the bullet from the side, I can’t think of any other possibility, unless the person indeed has superhuman powers..."

The technician’s words made the commander frown deeply.

What he feared most now was that the individual had not left. If his strength was as analyzed, then it only ant that they actually had no power to apprehend him.

"There’s not all bad news, though."

The professional continued:

"Perhaps we can use this bullet, including other traces we have now found, to discover fingerprints the person left behind and then figure out his identity."

The commander nodded.

One reason this mysterious person was troubleso was because they had never been able to determine his identity, not even knowing where to start looking to capture him.

As long as they could ascertain his identity, they would slowly co up with a thod. No matter how strong an individual’s power is, it can never compare with the power of a nation.

As the analysis and search of the scene continued, the professionals were increasingly astonished at just how much could be achieved by individual strength.

"Perhaps after today, we might need to create a new category just for him."

Soone whispered.

...

After paying a substantial fare to the elderly taxi driver, Li Ang also alighted from the vehicle, arriving near the location he had acquired earlier.

He wished he had driven himself, afraid the driver might drop dead in the car.

Rembering how so back ho boasted about Japan having so many elderly drivers due to their relaxed attitudes, free lifestyles, and so on, he found it laughable; these old-tirs were mostly working due to financial pressures, either from ungrateful children or lingering debts.

Who would want to work if they had any economic strength?

Who would believe it was just for the love of the hobby?

Li Ang shook his head, casting aside these distractions. He quickly made his way toward the target location.

To avoid attracting attention and to not leave any clues, he chose to get out of the cab three or four kiloters away in a straight line from the place.

For his current constitution, this distance was no different than a walk.

Arriving outside the factory, Li Ang chose the tallest building nearby and climbed to its summit.

Looking out, the place seed like a normal chemical plant, but after careful observation for a while, he still noticed sothing off.

It was the workers inside, who seed to be genuinely working. However, almost none of them, nor the vehicles, passed through the central area.

Moreover, the central area’s buildings showed no signs of personnel, almost as if they did not belong to the sa complex as the surrounding structures.

Stair details also gave away clues; other places’ tal staircases had lots of wear from frequent traffic, yet the stairs on the central buildings were rusting, showing no signs of use.

If this chemical plant had a secret base, it could only be inside the buildings of the central area.