Fortunately, Du Fuwei was a former soldier and skilled in close combat. Wielding a large knife and leading hundreds of guards, he managed to kill most of the masked men.
According to post-incident statistics, more than fifty masked men died, eight or nine left using teleportation talismans, and ten others were detained, with one person held in solitary confinement in each room.
More than a dozen people were injured or killed on the guards' side as well.
Xia Tianqiong listened to Du Fuwei's account on the phone while running towards the detention center.
After Du Fuwei finished speaking, he arrived at his destination.
The first thing he said upon meeting was, "Immediately issue a city-wide announcement, telling all ghost hunters not to use trickery or contract tricks."
"When I called you, I had already arranged for someone to do it."
Du Fuwei's expression was solemn. He continued, "We just interrogated several masked men, and they all said that the masks whispered something in their ears, and it was this whisper that led to their riot."
He told Xia Tianqiong what he had said, and Xia Tianqiong's expression was equally solemn.
"The purple sun in the sky is only the first stage, which means there are second and third stages to come. The huge benefits of killing people will probably drive everyone crazy, even those who are not wearing masks will be attracted."
Xia Tianqiong suddenly understood what the chess king meant when he said that even if you know the rules to break the game, you still can't break them.
These game-like rules exploit human greed, inducing people to kill each other, so the chess king doesn't even need to lift a finger.
Du Fuwei gazed into the distance, at this bustling world-class metropolis, his worries growing ever stronger.
He had a vague sense that an even greater crisis was about to erupt.
"What should we do next? Continue the citywide manhunt for the masked man?"
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