Fifteen minutes later, the fully armed Ren Zhong quietly left the house.
His armor had changed color, now a deep blue.
Previously, when some mischievous kids were graffitiing his home’s walls, he happened to return, scaring the kids so much that they dropped their paint buckets and ran off.
Ren Zhong picked up the bucket and brought it home, thinking to return it to the kids when he had time someday.
He actually quite liked that mural of the rising sun.
He planned to tell those kids that if each painting could reach that level, anywhere except the door would be free to paint on.
Unexpectedly, today those few cans of spray paint left by the kids became a disguise tool instead.
With the face of the armor adjusted to one-way transparency mode, Ren Zhong casually walked down the street, showing no signs of being sneaky.
Earlier, his neighbor informed him of this news and quickly left.
The two just exchanged a single sentence.
At that moment, Ren Zhong knew only one thing, that his impersonation of a "Census Officer" had been exposed.
But following this piece of information, he deduced much about things outside this picture.
Only a few people in town knew about the "Census Officer" identity: Zheng Tian’s team, Ma Dafu, and Ju Qingmeng. That’s it.
The warrant against him couldn’t have come from Mayor Ma Dafu.
Otherwise, with the projection of "Sauron’s Magic Eye," nothing in the town could hide.
Furthermore, if the mayor wanted someone, he could use the wristwatch system to send a wanted notice with a photo to everyone’s wrist.
Then someone like himself, who frequently appeared in this alley, would have long been caught.
Since the current wanted notice is circulating among the wilderness folk in the form of rumors, it cannot be from official institutions but from certain personal groups.
Ren Zhong already had an answer in mind but needed to confirm it.
As he walked, he listened intently to the messages on the street.
An hour and a half later, Ren Zhong’s figure melted back into the crowd.
He had found the answer.
During this hour and a half, he first went to the north city gate of the small town.
This was a random choice with no particular meaning.
But there at the city gate, he saw Bei Lihui.
The man was sitting with one leg crossed on a beached motorboat.
His sharp gaze scrutinized every person leaving the town.
When Ren Zhong passed by, Bei Lihui happened to jump down from the motorboat and unmask someone.
Ren Zhong hid the hostility in his eyes, casually glanced around, and continued walking past the crossroads ahead as if nothing had happened.
In Bei Lihui’s constantly twitching left hand, he saw a pocket watch being tossed up and caught.
Under the dim city gate lights, the pocket watch reflected a bronze light, particularly dazzling.
This was Wen Lei’s "token of affection."
Subsequently, Ren Zhong casually strolled to the alley where Zheng Tian’s team’s small courtyard was located.
He didn’t go inside, just passed by the courtyard gate without any particular purpose.
The gate was wide open, and inside was a mess with chairs scattered and the electric drive motorcycle parked inside long gone.
The professional team had already been here looking, drawing a blank.
There was another unfamiliar professional team noisily moving things inside as if planning to move in.
During this whole process, Ren Zhong overheard many things.
These people were lamenting.
It’s a pity, Zheng Tian’s team was clearly on the rise, yet how unfortunate, they encountered a Level Four Ruined Beast while hunting and were completely wiped out.
Upon hearing this news, Ren Zhong’s pace showed no signs of stopping but didn’t accelerate either.
His steps were steady.
The one who leaked the information was Zheng Tian, likely her futile dying words.
Zheng Tian was very smart, an experienced Scavenger Captain, adaptable and pragmatic, with no rigid principles.
By all reason, someone like Zheng Tian should have been able to live well in this world.
But with just one misjudgment, she fell into an irreversible situation.
Backed by the "Census Officer" status, she misjudged reality.
She became overconfident, subconsciously ignoring the ruthlessness of the professional teams.
The lack of a Second Level Professional in Lin Wang’s semi-professional team was not coincidental, it was inevitable.
Surely there had been many similar "accidents" before.
It’s just that Lin Wang and others were very meticulous.
Everyone might suspect but had no evidence, and no one would dare randomly speculate or accuse.
Even in private conversations, they wouldn’t dare.
These days, Zheng Tian must have exposed many things.