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[Realism] [High-IQ Crime]
[Peak Mental Duel]
[No Female Lead] [Logic Enthusiast]
 
The police received a call. A person who claimed to be the Ghost said that he was going to kill someone in three days. What's more, the other party hoped that the police could immediately dispatch officers to protect this person, and he intended to complete the hunt under the police's tight protection.
 
In response to this, the police attached great importance to it and made thorough arrangements. When the three-day period arrived, the result was beyond everyone's belief. The target was dead!
 
However, this was just the beginning.
 
The Ghost's goal was to complete 99 perfect crimes and kill 99 enemies.
 
Thus, one perfect crime after another occurred, and the biggest serial murder case in history came into being!

The Ghost in the Dark Night: The Ultimate Revenge Strategy

That night, Felix Michael retrieved the payment from Victoria Park without a hitch. The cash was unmarked, and he couldn't help but admire the professionalism of his client. *This one's a keeper,* he thought.

When it came to surveillance, Felix considered himself unmatched in London. He was meticulous, blending into the background like a ghost. Over the next few days, he adopted a variety of disguises and switched vehicles daily, compiling a detailed dossier on Scott Ryder's movements. Photos, schedules, and even snippets of conversations filled his files.

By the tenth day, Felix was satisfied. He dialed the client's number.

"Listen, mate, you can ask around. Felix Michael doesn't make mistakes."

"Good. Midnight tonight. Leave the files in the first bin near the fitness area at Victoria Park."

The next morning, the client called again.

"You've done well. I've got another job for you. Name your price."

"There's an event at Golden District's Wutong Street Community in eight days. I need the schedule."

Felix chuckled. "That's easy enough. No need to talk money. In this line of work, it's all about connections. If you think I'm worth keeping around, consider me a friend. And if you know anyone else who needs help, send them my way."

"Fair enough. I'll be in touch."

Felix hung up, pleased. Not only had he secured a steady client, but he'd also expanded his network.

He then dialed another number. "Lucas, got a job for you. Get over here."

Felix wasn't one to micromanage. For smaller tasks, he relied on his protégé, Lucas Ackerman. Lucas was sharp, loyal, and eager to prove himself.

An hour later, Lucas arrived at Felix's basement office.

"What's the job, boss?" Lucas asked, rubbing his hands together.

Felix tossed him a stack of cash. "Golden District, Wutong Street Community. There's an event in eight days. Get me the schedule."

Lucas pocketed the money without counting it. "Any special instructions?"

"Got it. I'll have it for you tomorrow."

**Later That Evening | Lucas's Apartment**

Lucas sat across from his childhood friend, Alva Anderson, who looked dejected.

"What's eating you, Alva?" Lucas asked, cracking open a beer.

Alva sighed. "I don't know, man. This city… it's not what I thought it'd be. I've been out of work for weeks. Everything's either too dangerous or pays peanuts."

Lucas grinned. "You're overthinking it. You've got to adapt. Look at me—I'm making a decent living, and I'm not exactly a brainiac."

"But you're smart, Lucas. I'm just… not cut out for this."

"Nonsense. You just need the right opportunity."

Chapter 43: Lucas and Alva