A Scientific Urban Detective

Lin Wuming never imagined that he would be targeted by a sniper one day.

He considered using his "armor stack" technique again to neutralize the sniper bullet, but then Lin Wuming realized that the sniper was too far away, and he lacked effective means of retaliation.

If he didn't deal with the sniper, everything he did next would be hindered.

So, Lin Wuming changed his strategy, enduring the immense strain that felt like tearing his body apart. In "bullet time," he used his Nen ability to forcibly move his body, minimizing the chance of being hit by the bullet.

Immediately afterward, he used Nen to grab a tomato from the paper bag in his arms, moving the mass of tomato sauce, now ruined from the high speed, into the bullet's path.

Finally, he used Nen to push the wheelchair over, throwing himself backward…

In normal time, a burst of red liquid could be seen erupting from where Lin Wuming had been, and then the entire wheelchair was overturned by a tremendous force.

Because the wheelchair fell over suddenly while moving at high speed, the immense inertia caused Lin Wuming to be thrown from the wheelchair, rolling a long distance on the ground, looking quite disheveled.

However, from the sniper's position on the distant building, it would appear that Lin Wuming had finally rolled under a flower bed, perfectly blocking the sniper's line of sight and firing trajectory.

Lin Wuming couldn't pinpoint the sniper's exact location in that building, but he could guarantee that no matter where the sniper was, they couldn't see him hidden beneath the flower bed.

He was temporarily safe. The proof was that "bullet time" had ended, and the flow of time around him had returned to normal.

Lin Wuming took out his phone and checked, but there was still no signal.

Helpless, he lay on the ground, observing his surroundings.

Looking at the overturned wheelchair and the scattered ingredients, Lin Wuming couldn't help but feel a pang of regret—his first shopping trip had ended like this. It was such a waste of those ingredients and seasonings.

"What should I do next?" Lin Wuming wondered, pressing himself tightly against the corner of the flower bed wall, as he began to consider his next move.

Perhaps it was because he had repeatedly verified the reliability of "bullet time," or perhaps he had become numb from the continuous attacks today, but at this moment, Lin Wuming felt no fear or apprehension.

—If even a sniper can't kill me, what is there to be afraid of?

As long as that guy dares to get any closer…

Just then, hurried footsteps came from nearby.

Lin Wuming instantly became alert.

Then he saw a man in blue work clothes rushing over. Judging by the logo on his clothes, he was likely a cable line maintenance worker.

Of course, this identity was also a disguise.

The man in blue work clothes arrived at the scene, showing no surprise at the mess, and immediately locked onto Lin Wuming in the corner.

Just as Lin Wuming turned his head, their eyes met in mid-air.

"Not dead…" Without hesitation, the man drew a taser and pulled the trigger, aiming at his target.

The capture-specific stun bullet hit an invisible barrier in mid-air and bounced back, hitting the man's own hand.

Before he could even scream, the man convulsed and fell.

Bang!

A slight vibration came from the flower bed behind him.

The sniper in the distance also realized that Lin Wuming was still alive and continued the attack.

Lin Wuming glanced at the bullet hole, which was still some distance away from him—the sniper clearly didn't know his exact location. This shot was too far off, and it didn't even trigger "bullet time."

But it was precisely because of this that Lin Wuming truly felt the fear of being shot at.

Despite having "bullet time" as a safety net, Lin Wuming was still hesitant to completely trust this somewhat inexplicable passive ability—because it was beyond his control, like a jump scare, and nobody knew when it would be triggered…

But then again, if "bullet time" were to become an active ability controlled by him, Lin Wuming would probably be the first to object.

After all, he didn't have precognitive abilities, and who knew when he would encounter danger…

So, this matter couldn't be thought about too deeply, because it was a dilemma, and there would never be a perfect option that completely satisfied him.

"No, rather than dwelling on these things…" Lin Wuming muttered to himself, "In the end, if I didn't encounter these messy situations, I wouldn't need to care whether 'bullet time' is an active or passive ability, right?"

If he had the choice, Lin Wuming would rather this powerful ability never be used.

Instead of like now, being triggered twice in one day!

How long has it been since I transmigrated? I've already encountered four life-threatening crises!

"Damn it, I just wanted to lie down and relax!" Lin Wuming clicked his tongue.

Noticing that the man who had been stunned by the taser was showing signs of waking up, Lin Wuming simply grabbed him, slapping him awake with a few blows.

"Don't turn around," Lin Wuming said, controlling the enemy and making him sit on the ground with his back to him. "How many of you are there? Who sent you to kill me?"

The man showed no intention of speaking.

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Lin Wuming sighed inwardly, a look of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Crack!

"Ahhh!!!" The man finally couldn't help but cry out in agony.

His left hand was broken, but the rest of his body was firmly fixed by Nen, unable to move, so he could only twitch slightly.

"You have four more chances," Lin Wuming said, his face tense. "Say something."

"I… we didn't mean to kill you!" the man finally said. "Our mission was to capture you, alive."

"The sniper is one of you?" Lin Wuming asked. Judging from the trajectory of the bullet, it was intended to kill him.

"He…" the man quickly explained, "Because you showed too much of a threat, we compromised a little. The employer should be able to understand…"

"Who is the employer?" Lin Wuming pressed.

"You…" The man showed a surprised tone. "Don't you know? It's the research institute you used to be in."

—How would I know… even the security forces haven't found out yet.

Lin Wuming's heart stirred. Perhaps this was the most important information.

"Wait!" Lin Wuming used Nen to drag him under the flower bed as well. "Tell me, what exactly is the content of your mission?"

"You… wait, the information said you have amnesia?" Seemingly just realizing it, the man recognized his mistake.

The man revealed important information—he knew information about the employer research institute.

For Lin Wuming, who had lost his memory, this was very important.