Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 347: 268, True and False_2

“Ice Eye, a little duck, Liu Dezhu,” Li Si summarized, “These three seem to have had issues with Huan Yu.”

Lu Ya sent a cold message, “Without sufficient evidence, speculations are meaningless. Just a reminder to everyone, there’s a sharpshooter lurking in the shadows, don’t get too reckless, or you won’t know how you died. Those who came to the scene tonight should be very clear about one thing, this sharpshooter is very deadly.”

In the small cabin on Xingshu Road, Qing Chen sat on the sofa and said to Nan Gengchen, “Ask He Xiaoxiao who was feeding him information yesterday.”

Nan Gengchen recalled that He Xiaoxiao had issued a warning last night, but the information was incorrect. Things that should have happened tomorrow had already occurred today.

So, either He Xiaoxiao was conveying false information in cooperation with Huan Yu, or someone was deliberately giving He Xiaoxiao false information.

A little duck in the group asked, “Group leader, the information you warned about yesterday mentioned that Los Angeles City would experience violence tomorrow. I want to know who gave you that message. The source of such deliberately misleading information should be exposed to prevent others from being fooled.”

After a moment of silence in the group, He Xiaoxiao said, “Zhang San.”

Zhang San did not refute.

For a moment, everyone in the group felt the group chat was too eerie, with every strange ID hiding unknown secrets behind them.

Qing Chen said to Nan Gengchen, “This Zhang San is very likely to be one of Huan Yu’s people. There are over twenty people in this group, split into several organizations and factions.”

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At the crime scene, Lu Yuan stood on the rooftop and turned off his phone, no longer following the messages in the group.

He asked Xiao Ying next to him, “Did we catch everyone?”

“Yes, all the surviving participants tonight have been apprehended,” Xiao Ying said, “I think they were terrified. When we went to arrest them, they were hiding behind utility poles, afraid to come out, scared there might still be a sharpshooter out to kill them.”

This kind of oppression is something only a sharpshooter can provide.

Lu Yuan asked further, “Did you measure the straight-line distance, how far is this rooftop from his shooting target?”

“A straight-line distance of 1040 meters,” Xiao Ying muttered, “Road Team, this is no ordinary sharpshooter. Look, his shooting range, all were fatal shots, and at this extreme distance of 1040 meters, he even precisely shot between Nan Gengchen’s legs, breaking the criminal’s shin. That’s terrifying.”

Lu Yuan knew what Xiao Ying meant.

The precision of a sharpshooter, up to 800 meters is considered a standard, which is the level for most sharpshooters. A sharpshooter who can hit a target beyond 1000 meters is indeed rare.

Moreover, when hitting moving targets, effective shooting accuracy must be further reduced to 600 meters, 400 meters.

Now, the sharpshooter seen tonight was 100% accurate within 1000 meters, displaying a proficiency that could rightly be called ‘sharpshooter.’

Lu Yuan scratched his head, “Damn, where did such a powerful sharpshooter come from? Is this Liu Dezhu’s boss? And after the sharpshooter was found on the rooftop, he actually killed two people, one was shot in the face, and the other had his neck slashed from behind. Logically, both should have died the same way, why slash the neck from behind when you have a gun?”

“The bodies were tampered with, so it’s hard to determine the cause and effect,” Xiao Ying said, “It seems the sharpshooter deliberately messed up the scene before leaving, not wanting us to know the truth.”

The one shot in the face and killed was Chen Siheng, controlled by the Puppeteer.

The one whose neck was slit from behind was Zhou Yong, who had come here looking for the sharpshooter.

Qing Chen didn’t want anyone to realize that Chen Siheng had been controlled, so he had tampered with the scene before leaving.

Lu Yuan thought for a moment and said, “Let’s go, let’s check the other scenes downstairs.”

As he spoke, he turned and headed towards the stairs behind him, following the footsteps Qing Chen had left earlier.

When they reached the fourth floor, Lu Yuan picked up a shell casing from the ground: “Four shell casings in total, judging from the positions of these casings, the sharpshooter fired from here, hitting the assassin downstairs… How strange, there’s almost a whole floor between them, how could he hit him?”

As Lu Yuan walked down, he suddenly saw a dent on the iron door: “Is this a bullet mark? Damn…”

“What’s wrong, Road Team?” Xiao Ying didn’t understand why Lu Yuan was so shocked.

Lu Yuan looked at the iron door, then at the place where the assassin died, and finally at where the shell casings had scattered: “Did the sharpshooter fire four shots from the floor above, then used ricocheted bullets to hit the assassin?! Xiao Ying, take this door down and bring it back for analysis, I need to know if these dents are from bullets!”

“Road Team, you’re talking a bit too mysteriously,” Xiao Ying exclaimed, “Is there really such a thing as gunfighting techniques in this world? We all use guns; don’t scare me.”

Lu Yuan glanced at him: “Have you ever heard of time travelers, Awakeners, genetic warriors, cultivators before?”

“I guess that’s also true,” Xiao Ying sighed.

“Right,” Lu Yuan remembered something: “You mentioned to the boss when you returned this time that Qing Chen’s shooting skills in the Inner World are very good and his learning ability is also very strong, is that true?”

“Of course it’s true, they say every shot hits the bullseye, and he can recognize the gun just by the sound of it!” Xiao Ying said.

Lu Yuan thoughtfully said, “Then what do you think, could he have mastered this kind of gunfighting technique?”

“That’s possible, but Road Team, he doesn’t use a sniper rifle,” Xiao Ying replied, “Lao Jiu told us that Qing Chen hadn’t even had time to go to the shooting range yet, even if his learning ability is strong, he couldn’t possibly be this good with a sniper rifle without ever having handled one, right?”

Lu Yuan thought for a moment and said, “That’s true, but we’ve overlooked one thing, the sharpshooter might not have come alone. You said tonight Nan Gengchen was kidnapped, and then the sharpshooter appeared. Usually, Nan Gengchen and Qing Chen leave school together, so why was Nan Gengchen allowed to go home alone today?”

Lu Yuan continued to analyze: “So, it’s very likely that Qing Chen had been hiding here with the sharpshooter for a while, you know, having an observer with a sharpshooter is meant to guard against close attacks, Qing Chen could be playing such an ‘observer’ role, and the sharpshooter could be their boss. Previously, someone in the group shared a photo of the sharpshooter being controlled, with a gun pointed at the back of his head, yet Huan Yu said the sharpshooter didn’t die… In that situation, someone close must have saved the sharpshooter.”

This was the most accurate guess of the truth.

Lu Yuan also didn’t believe that Qing Chen, who had never handled a sniper rifle, could produce the suppressing effect seen tonight.

The two of them eventually reached the downstairs location where Qing Chen had shot and killed the C-Class.

Under the big tree where the C-Class expert had hidden, there were eight bullet pits.

“Strange, it’s clear a fight took place here, so why can’t we find any bodies?” Lu Yuan wondered aloud.

The strange thing he mentioned was that the dead C-Class had been sacrificed by Qing Chen, who wanted to find out if sacrificing the body of a higher-ranking Transcendent would speed up the Puppeteer’s branching.