The male supporting character was actually myself.

Of course, there have also been well-made fake human skin masks that can completely change a person's face!

Before they caught the person, they couldn't even be sure if the face in the video taken by Lizhi Street was real.

Mayweather was momentarily stunned.

The Ace of Spades stole the identity information of the Watcher, also known as code 01, in an attempt to shift the blame elsewhere.

But why do the surveillance videos that were taken have so many similarities to the Ace of Spades himself?

Was his disguise inadequate?

Is this the kind of mistake a top assassin would make?

"Sir, according to the big data analysis of the Divine Eye System, a valuable surveillance video has been found near the Megali International Hotel!" Not long after, the technical department brought more good news.

This footage was taken by a security camera installed in a now-closed clothing store.

It was late and the location was secluded, so the other party didn't notice and swaggered past the door, even leaving a clear image of their face.

"Sure enough, he has more than one mask!" The task force members quickly saw the short video on the big screen.

If it weren't for the use of big data analysis of body shape and walking posture, no one would believe that the person in the picture is the Ace of Spades.

He had a shaved head and thick, dark eyebrows that made him instantly memorable.

His narrow, upturned eyes revealed a cunning look;

A long, curved, hooked nose;

His lips were rather thin, which, combined with his relatively wide chin, made him appear somewhat harsh.

"You know what, his appearance does bear a striking resemblance to the one found at the Megaley Hotel," Jody explained, pointing to the less-than-flattering face on the screen. "Look, the build, the way he walks, and the eyes—the three videos are almost identical!"

In Megaley's video, the other person's nose wasn't as exaggerated; the mouth was similar, but the jawline wasn't as wide.

The final results of the professional technical comparison data show that the people in the video of Lychee Street in Country Y have a similarity of up to 92% with the people in the lobby of the Megali Hotel; the similarity of the people in the short videos on the street is 85% and 83% respectively.

"It's almost certain that this is the same person," Jody concluded. "The question now is, how exactly do we catch this guy!"

Mayweather temporarily set aside her doubts and analyzed, "The Ace of Spades is very cautious. We also need to consider whether this room is a covert operation."

"You mean, he might be releasing some real and fake information as a smokescreen to attract our attention, while actually plotting other terrorist assassinations?"

“It’s entirely possible.” Mavis shrugged, her expression grave. “Think about that mysterious encrypted phone call.”

Who knows the Ace of Spades so well?

He's a top-tier assassin!

Despite our extensive efforts and the efforts of various departments in both countries, we have been unable to find his whereabouts through any clues.

How could the person who called me know so much about the whereabouts of the Ace of Spades?

They even told us our room number directly.

Don't you think... this went a little too smoothly?

If my hypothesis is correct, even when the technical department deciphers the encrypted files in that communicator, they might only find some ambiguous and vague so-called evidence.

Jody's chubby face gradually lost its smile. "It really was a feint. The Ace of Spades might be planning something big next! We need to set up a perimeter immediately and try to catch him as quickly as possible!"

“They might also try to escape.” Knowing the other party’s next plan, Mayweather pointed out another possibility in order to conceal herself: “It would be best to have surveillance at airports, customs, and major train stations.”

Chapter Twenty-Three: Little White Discovered It!

"Boom boom boom!"

My computer suddenly beeped with an email notification.

Little White, who was sleeping on his stomach, suddenly jumped up. "Host, is the protagonist here to torment you again?"

The last task of scrutinizing the wording was so dangerous that it left a psychological scar.

"What's there to be nervous about?" Jiang Chen lazily stretched his limbs and laughed, "If the protagonist doesn't mess with us, how are we supposed to clear this mission world?"

As soon as I turned on my computer to receive emails, the main system indeed issued a task.

[Mission: Appear at 23 East Street 1, Punk Industrial District at 3:40 PM and leave your fingerprint. Reward: 1 random limited-time dungeon.]

"Host..." The little white cat's voice trembled with tears, then it stopped abruptly. "Huh? Leaving fingerprints? Host, were you prepared all along?"

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up as he rubbed his fists together and said, "Of course! I've been preparing for this for a long time, and I've finally got the chance to pass the buck."

By the way, what is a random limited-time dungeon?

The little white fluffy ball's excited expression froze instantly. After a few seconds, it stammered, "I'll go ask the experts on the forum!"

As expected, it's a useless system that just freeloads and expects to win without lifting a finger; it's not even proficient in its own tasks.

Not long after, the little white cat looked up with mixed feelings of joy and worry and said, "Host, I've found out."

Limited-time dungeons are temporary quest worlds for capturing minor characters and extras.

You usually only need to complete one sacrificial mission to get a medal, but they all involve taking bullets for the protagonist, so the deaths are usually quite gruesome.

The advantage is that you get a medal as soon as you complete a task, and the rest depends on your own abilities.

To escape and be completely free, to do whatever one wants;

The downside is—if you can't avoid it, you'll either die or be maimed; the consequences will be dire.

"There's nothing wrong with timed dungeons, why are you looking so sad?" Jiang Chen asked directly, hitting the little white cat where it hurt.

It sat down on the table and burst into tears, "Waaah... Host, the system next door has been destroyed!"

The forum's experts are all discussing this, and I'm so scared!

destroy?

"Is that the neighboring system you mentioned that encountered a host who wasn't ambitious? Wasn't it trying to use its connections to transfer to a different host?"

The little white fluffy ball nodded, wiping away tears, its voice mournful, "The main system doesn't approve it because it doesn't have any performance."

The system next door is in such a terrible state!

It diligently and conscientiously assists, but if it encounters an irresponsible host who drags it down, it will be destroyed.

The host was also directly obliterated; the original body in the world was completely dead.

As it spoke, it suddenly pounced on him, its big, round eyes filled with tears, pitifully clinging to his arm and shaking it, "Host, you're the best! You must maintain your condition and work hard to complete the mission!"

I don't want to be destroyed, sob sob sob...

Little White doesn't want such a kind person as the host to lose the chance to be reborn and die!

"Oh dear..." Jiang Chen wanted to tease the little white fluffy ball, but immediately looked embarrassed and smacked his lips, saying, "Although the memories of each mission world have been folded."

But I still have a vague memory of it.

It seems like every world is perfect for living a long life. Actually, thinking about it, I've lived a long and fulfilling life.

Making the protagonist take the blame for your missions is really depressing...

"Master! Great! Great!" The little white fluffy ball wished it could add background music from an erhu to emphasize its miserable state. "Don't be discouraged!"

If we maintain our current state, even if it's tough for a while, we can enjoy wealth and luxury for many years after we kill the protagonist. In the end, it's actually a win!

I'll work hard to improve my skills and help you out, promise me you won't give up, okay?

Jiang Chen suppressed a laugh and looked it over with ill intent. "Then you'll transform into a catgirl, serve me tea and water, and warm my bed for at least four hours!"

The little white cat, biting a white handkerchief, cried out, "I can't do it!"

I can transform into a catgirl and serve tea, water, and warm the bed—no problem! But I can't stay in that position for more than ten minutes; my energy is too low to last long.

ha?

Does transforming into a catgirl require energy?

"That's how it is," Xiaobai explained earnestly. "As an auxiliary system, when the host entered the first mission world, I had just been born."

The host needs to collect medals in the mission world;

Each time a task issued by the main system is successfully completed, the host receives a reward, and I receive a small amount of energy.

Normally, once the host collects 99 medals to exchange for a rebirth opportunity, the auxiliary system will have enough energy to upgrade, and then there will be no need for such a frustrating task to be done by the auxiliary system.

Those who perform well in the support system will have another chance to change jobs.

The better your performance, the more career options you have.

After changing jobs, it becomes bound to its host and usually becomes the protagonist's exclusive system, helping him to show off, slap faces, and reach the peak!

No wonder she was so perfunctory when she transformed into a catgirl last time; it turns out she didn't have enough energy and was reluctant to use it.

"Then let's redeem it when you've accumulated enough energy." Jiang Chen opened the map and carefully studied the route they would take that afternoon.

Since the neighboring system was destroyed, Little White Cat's enthusiasm for work has soared.

Even when Jiang Chen drinks a glass of water, it eagerly takes the initiative to measure the temperature, afraid that it will be too hot or too cold;

It no longer plays games on its phone, but keeps its eyes glued to its host, showing concern at the slightest sign of trouble.

"You should go play your game." Jiang Chen was both amused and exasperated by its jumping around as if it were facing a major crisis. While putting on his coat, he comforted it, "Don't worry, I won't let you get destroyed. Relax."

Little White, scratching his toes, asked cautiously, "Have I caused trouble for the host?"

"No, it's just that seeing you jumping around like that makes me tired." As he spoke, he began to feign innocence.

The fingerprints I copied from the protagonist are finally going to come in handy. I must be extremely careful and do every step perfectly, otherwise I won't be able to shift the blame if something goes wrong.

Punk Industrial Zone.

Although the system provided a specific location, the cautious Jiang Chen still checked out the surrounding area first, and finally went to the unfinished high-rise building on the spot.

Tomorrow morning, President Benjamin Arthur will attend a memorial ceremony across the street.

The surrounding area has already been shut down and under martial law, and a lot of temporary monitoring equipment and patrol personnel have been added nearby.

But for Jiang Chen, it was easy to slip past them and enter the target location without making a sound!

"Host!" The little white cat, who had disappeared as soon as they entered the industrial area, came running over and shouted, "Now I know why the main system issues such precise time missions!"

On the rooftop of the high-rise building where the commemorative activities will begin tomorrow, a very discreet ultra-high-definition thermal infrared imaging surveillance system is being installed and tested. It will be able to capture the situation here clearly.

The main system wants you to be exposed so you can take the bullets for the protagonist!