You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 64: City Hunting (Please recommend! Please read!)

With Mang's cooperation, Chi Ping was able to get the truth out of the two prison guards.

The escaped prisoner was named Jiang Fu. He did not attack the prison guards. Instead, the prison guards took the initiative to let him participate in an activity called "Urban Hunting".

This is how the rich and powerful in Star City play games, of course, it is illegal.

First, choose a prey, then select five to ten hunters. The hunters' superpowers are generally one level higher than the prey's.

Rich people place bets on hunters, and if the hunters can complete the hunt in the designated area within 24 hours, the winner of the bet takes all.

Otherwise, all the gambling money will be accumulated and entered into the next hunt.

Of course, both the prey and the hunter are paid.

For the prey, for every hour it survives, 50,000 federal coins will be deposited into its account.

After a hunt, the prey can earn 120 million, provided that the prey can pass the level.

Moreover, this is a prey with a superpower rating of D, and the reward will be proportional to the level of the prey.

Jiang Fu is a D-rated superpower.

Every time Jiang Fu went out under the pretext of seeing a doctor or participating in a city hunt, the accompanying prison guards would receive some bribes.

Jiang Fu, on the other hand, had already successfully completed three city hunts. His ability was invisibility, which, while immobile and short-lived, made him ideal for this type of activity.

Therefore, Jiang Fu and the two prison guards escorting him had evil intentions.

However, Jiang Fu had not returned home for more than 24 hours, and it was almost time for him to return to the prison. The two prison guards had to make up an excuse and happened to run into Mang.

There is no need for investigation now, the case can be solved directly.

"It's been over 24 hours now. Does that mean Jiang Fu has probably been hunted down?"

Chi Ping looked at the two prison guards with a calm tone, making it difficult to discern his emotions. But the two guards were extremely nervous, their bodies shaking constantly, and they didn't dare to look him in the eye.

They didn't say anything, just nodded in a stammering manner.

Chi Ping glanced at the female head of the first department and said, "Let's follow the procedure."

The two prison guards were immediately panicked. If they followed the procedure, not only would their skins be peeled off, but more importantly, they would be accused of dereliction of duty and bribery.

Chi Ping didn't listen to their pleas for mercy. He waved his hand and had them taken out.

"Urban hunting is usually handled by your Super Power Bureau, right?" Chi Ping asked Mang.

The latter nodded, then shook his head.

"If it really involves the powerful and wealthy in Star City, it will be difficult to push it forward, you know."

Ikehira was silent. This was one of the reasons why the executioner existed.

Mang stayed with Chi Ping for a while, and before leaving, she remembered that she was here to see Yuan Bo, so she went to the cell.

Chi Ping's eyes fixed as he flipped through Jiang Fu's file.

He found Huadian.

Jiang Fu was sentenced to death for a heinous incident: home invasion, robbery, murder and rape, in which the victim's family of three all died.

There are now only two months left until execution.

This doesn't make sense. How could someone who is about to be executed go out and make money?
People who are dying have only seen people exchanging money for their lives, but have never seen people exchanging their lives for money.

Because even if you make money, you won’t have the life to spend it.

unless--

He has someone he cares about very much and needs to spend a lot of money!
I have to make money quickly while I still have a few months to live.

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A few hours ago, at a scrap collection station in Xingcheng.

Jiang Fu curled up in a pile of scrap metal. He was already thin, and curled up like a ball, he was stuck right between two piles of rusty scrap metal. His brown clothes actually served as a camouflage.

Dirt and sweat drew black lines in his forehead wrinkles, and crystal beads of sweat could be seen in his short flat hair. On his dirty face, only his two eyes were bright, and they kept looking around.

His heart was beating very fast and his nerves were tense.

The phone he clutched tightly in his hand was distributed during the "Urban Hunting" event. It was used for positioning and timing, and the location information was automatically sent to the hunter's phone every hour.

There are only a few minutes left in the 24-hour countdown.

The sky was already turning pale, the summer sun still barely visible, but the air was already blazing with heat. Willow branches by the river swayed in the breeze, and early risers were walking their dogs.

In a few minutes, the pale sky had turned into a bright morning glow. There was a hole in the door of the scrap yard, and an eye was looking out through it.

The morning sun made it difficult to open my eyes, but the sun was out and these 24 hours had finally passed.

Jiang Fu thought about it and pushed open the door of the scrap collection station.

The rusty door creaked unpleasantly, letting the sunlight shine on him again.

Jiang Fu stretched lazily. The 1.2 million yuan had arrived in his account, and the morning glow in front of him looked very lovely.

The breeze blowing in from the river was refreshing. The middle-aged man walking his dog gave Jiang Fu an apologetic smile, as his Samoyed was marking a piece of sorted waste.

In fact, the scrap collection station has nothing to do with Jiang Fu, he just borrowed it.

The middle-aged man walking his dog gently kicked the Samoyed. After the Samoyed finished peeing, it smiled happily, its entire body white as the cream on a cup of tea. Its fluffy tail kept wagging.

The middle-aged man pulled out a pistol from his pocket and shot Jiang Fu.

The huge impact force made Jiang Fu take a few steps back, and the bullet embedded in his bulletproof vest.

As an old man who has participated in "urban hunting" many times, he naturally made a lot of preparations.

Although the bullet wound was not fatal, there was still a large bruise, and it was not known whether the ribs were broken.

The middle-aged man was about to empty the magazine at Jiang Fu, but Jiang Fu reacted quickly and rolled on the ground, causing the bullets to spray out clouds of dust on the ground.

He picked up the Samoyed and beat the middle-aged man like a dog!
The middle-aged man was in a panic to deal with it. When he reacted, he only heard a "splash" sound of falling into the water, and Jiang Fu disappeared.

He became invisible in the water and floated away down the river.

He lay on his back. The morning sunlight was not as glaring as the noon sunlight, but it was still a little unbearable for his eyes.

He didn't understand why someone would still take action when the hunting time had clearly passed?

Could it be that someone added an extra hour?
I'm not going to die here, am I?

He was lost in thought and sank his location-tracking cell phone into the river.

Originally, during a hunt, cell phones were not allowed to be taken away. Rewards for the hunted animals were paid hourly. If a prey was taken away, the organizers would stop paying.

But Jiang Fu couldn't care less at this moment, as his chest still hurt from the bullet wound.

Since the hunting season was over and the money was in place, he decided to go to the hospital to see his mother and then return to the prison to turn himself in.

Every time he participated in a hunting activity, he still insisted on returning to prison. One of the important reasons was his mother.

He grew up in a happy family with both parents.

After work, I contact my family less and less. After returning home, most of the time, the three of us just lie on the sofa and play with our phones.

Only when they first met or parted did the three of them talk more.

Apart from this, the most talked about thing is urging people to get married.

When he was thirty years old, his father passed away and his mother had aged visibly.

One time, he was playing with his phone on the sofa when he came across an app that could simulate a person's appearance in their seventies based on their current photo.

He simulated his appearance at the age of 70 and sent it to his mother who was also browsing her phone.

My mother only replied with two words: So ugly.

After a while, he added: I definitely won’t be so ugly when I’m old.

Not long after, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. That day, my mother took the initiative to mention this app and asked him to send her a few more photos of himself at the age of 80.

"Didn't you say it was ugly?" Jiang Fu asked.

"Yes, you are ugly, but I can't see you getting old," the mother replied.

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