F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Early the next morning.

Chen Yifan opened his eyes and stared at the mold patch on the ceiling that was spreading due to dampness.

Like an ugly scar, it silently marks all the poverty and hardship of this family.

it's time.

We'll use this harvest to cure my sister's eyes and buy her a bigger house.

Let my mother's back straighten completely.

Today marks a turning point for this family.

It's time to choose the next "prey".

It has been a full five days since I last used [Steal Everything].

His rate of improvement was severely slowed down by the dungeon and the turmoil caused by that SSS-level rating.

However, before that...

Chen Yifan recalled the rumors he had overheard on the road yesterday.

Some people have precisely linked him to the disaster that killed more than two hundred people.

If no one is manipulating things behind the scenes, he'll write his name backwards.

We must plan ahead.

Prepare in advance.

He thought of someone.

【prophet】.

The mysterious entity that he once thought was a fraudster, who sent him ten top-secret intelligence reports about the goblin mine.

The accuracy of that intelligence proved that the [Prophet] possessed information channels that ordinary people could not even imagine.

In Jiangcheng, if anyone could help him clear away the fog before his eyes, it could only be him.

Just as he was about to get up and turn on his computer.

boom! boom! boom!

A violent banging came from outside the living room.

Wang Shufen opened the door with a puzzled look, and a sharp, sarcastic female voice pierced through the air.

It's Aunt Zhang from across the street.

"Wang Shufen! Your son's back? He has the nerve to come back?!"

Wang Shufen's smile froze.

"Sister Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?"

Aunt Zhang raised her voice eight octaves, and her spittle almost sprayed onto Wang Shufen's face.

"Go online and see for yourself! Your son killed over two hundred children! The whole city knows now, he's a jinx! A jinx!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Wang Shufen's face instantly turned pale.

She could endure poverty, and she could endure all the criticism after her husband's sacrifice, but she would never allow anyone to slander her son!

That was her fate!

"My son would never harm anyone!"

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Aunt Zhang pushed the door open and pointed at Wang Shufen's nose in an almost arrogant manner.

"The internet is exploding! He's the one who lured the monster out! We're so unlucky to have someone like you living in this building! Get your son out of here right now!"

At that moment, a fire ignited in Wang Shufen's eyes, which had been dulled by years of life's hardships.

At this moment, she was no longer the submissive widow.

She is a mother.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Shufen stood guard at the door, like an enraged mother beast, using all her strength to push Aunt Zhang out.

"If you dare say another word about my son, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Ouch! You dare to lay a hand on me?"

Aunt Zhang stumbled from the push, and enraged, she reached out and grabbed at Wang Shufen's hair!

"You've gone too far! A jinx who killed her husband, and now she's raised a little jinx! Today I'll act on behalf of Heaven to bring justice..."

However, at that moment, a hand with fingers as hard as steel gripped her wrist tightly.

Chen Yifan was already standing at the door without anyone noticing.

He didn't speak.

There wasn't even a trace of expression on his face.

But all the neighbors who were watching the commotion in the hallway felt a chill run down their spine the moment he appeared, as if they were being watched by something.

"You...you little beast, let go!"

Aunt Zhang screamed in terror as her wrist throbbed with pain.

Chen Yifan's eyes were eerily calm as he looked at Aunt Zhang's distorted face and slowly spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the entire hallway.

"My mom's hair!"

He paused, then casually twisted his wrist.

Click!

A crisp, teeth-grinding cracking sound!

"You dare touch it?"

"ah--!"

Aunt Zhang let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Immediately afterwards, he was thrown out and crashed heavily into the opposite wall, then collapsed to the ground, clutching his completely deformed wrist and convulsing uncontrollably.

The entire corridor was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden, unreasonable, and violent act.

Chen Yifan didn't look at Aunt Zhang on the ground again.

His gaze slowly swept over the neighbors who were peeking around.

There was no threat, no anger in those eyes, only pure coldness.

Everyone he saw recoiled as if electrocuted, slamming their doors shut.

The whole world is peaceful now.

Chen Yifan gently pulled his still-dazed mother back into the house.

boom!

The door closed.

That sound, like a heavy hammer blow, struck the hearts of everyone outside.

Inside the house, Wang Shufen and Chen Xue, who had just stumbled out, were still in a state of great shock.

"Xiao Fan, you..."

Wang Shufen's lips trembled.

Chen Yifan smiled. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from his mother's eyes, then gently rubbed his sister's cold little hands.

"Mom, Xiaoxue, don't be afraid."

"I'm here."

"We will absolutely not allow anyone to bully you."

At that moment, his smile was as warm as the sun, and his voice was calm and peaceful.

It was as if the demon king who had just broken someone's bones with one hand outside the door was just an illusion.

It was precisely this stark contrast that brought Wang Shufen and Chen Xue an unprecedented sense of peace.

After reassuring his family, Chen Yifan returned to his room.

Close the door.

All the warmth on his face vanished instantly.

The impact of public opinion was so strong that it has already affected his family.

This matter must be addressed as a priority.

He turned on his computer.

The old machine that used to take two or three minutes to boot up turned on in less than 50 seconds.

Chen Yifan was puzzled.

He then quickly registered and logged into the encrypted forum and found the ID.

【prophet】.

His fingertips hovered over the keyboard, a cold, calculating glint in his eyes.

Ask directly who the mastermind is.

No.

He had a general idea of ​​who it was.

In Jiangcheng!

Crimes committed by professionals are serious offenses.

Since the enemy has used "public opinion" as a weapon, then he will use their own methods against them.

There must be a "sword-wielder" on the other side.

Finding this "sword-wielder" is equivalent to seizing control of the enemy.

By controlling him, we can not only trace the mastermind behind the scenes, but also turn this knife...into the enemy's heart.

then.

"Who is the best 'public opinion writer' in Jiangcheng?"

"'Ghost Pen,' without a doubt."

"I need his detailed information."

"Ghost Pen, real name Wei San. Tonight at 7 PM, he will meet with Li Wei of the Li family in the No. 1 private room of the 'Lanting Club' in the west of the city. Consider it repaying the favor you did last time."

Ok?

Chen Yifan's gaze sharpened upon seeing the message.

Favor?

He instantly remembered that he had previously revealed crucial information about the cause of Shadow Fiend's death to the Prophet, and at that time the Prophet had indeed said that he owed him a favor.

But he clearly deleted the account...

This is a newly registered ID.

How could he!

Could it be...?

Chen Yifan looked at his old, worn-out computer.

Did his IP address expose him?

But then, a chill more piercing than ice water surged up his spine and gripped his heart!

This "prophet"...

Not only did he know precisely that he was being attacked by public opinion.

He also knew that his enemy was Li Wei?

He even knew precisely that what he needed most at that moment was not to clarify, but to find the "dirty hand" who wrote the statement!

He knows himself perfectly!

In an instant, Chen Yifan felt as if he had been stripped naked and placed under a spotlight.

Every secret, every thought, seemed to be seen clearly by an invisible pair of eyes.

This feeling almost suffocated him.

However, it only lasted for three seconds.

Three seconds later, the powerful soul of the transmigrator, along with his mental strength of 500 points, instantly overwhelmed all emotions.

He leaned back in his chair, slowly exhaled, and his mind began to race at an unprecedented pace.

The Prophet knows everything about me.

This is an undeniable fact, and also a threat of the highest level.

but.

The other party did not use this information to target him.

On the contrary, it even earned it a favor.

A set of incredibly accurate intelligence reports that could solve the biggest problem at hand.

"Ghost Pen, Wei San. Tonight at 7 PM, at the Orchid Pavilion Club, meet Li Wei."

well.

Since the other party has provided him with such accurate intelligence, at least for the time being, they are not the enemy.

But he had already classified this mysterious "prophet" as the highest level of threat in his mind.

Right now, the most important thing is to use the "knife" provided by the other party to deal with the enemy who has already brought trouble to our doorstep.

A few seconds later, he picked up his phone and dialed Fatty Wang's number, his voice now completely calm.

"Fatty, do me a favor."

"Fanzi, you speak!"

"Come to my house. Now, immediately, right now! Don't ask anything, don't bring anything."

Chen Yifan's tone became extremely solemn.

"Today, you stay at my house and don't leave my mom and Xiaoxue's side for even a moment. If anything seems amiss, notify me immediately."

"Fanzi, ...has something happened?"

Fatty Wang tensed up instantly.

"I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yifan looked at his family members outside the door, and the last trace of warmth in his eyes disappeared.

Instead of passively defending, it's better to take the initiative.

Li Wei, "Ghost Pen"...

Tonight, it's time to settle accounts.