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I Have Infinite Skill Points-Chapter 578: The Big Shot Who Dares to Come Out in Daytime
"Very likely!" Wang Lan proposed this guess, and the other three immediately understood the implications.
Immediately, Wang Lan used Ice Snow, which had already taken root in the police system, as a springboard to break into the prison system. Soon, they found the thug who had killed Bill among the more than 10,000 inmates in the prison.
In St. City, having prisons is practically a joke. Those who truly deserve to be locked up are out enjoying their freedom. Nevertheless, prisons do exist, and for criminals, they are hardly a place of punishment. Some capable criminals can stroll the streets during the day and return to the prison to reside at night, making prisons nothing more than apartments.
Therefore, visiting the prison during the day to find someone was unrealistic. Besides, the multitude of people and eyes during the day made it easy to be spotted. As night fell, Wang Lan’s team silently vanished from the room.
Infiltrating a prison was no challenge for any member of Wang Lan’s team, but since they were a team, they needed to act together. Xu Xiangwen was responsible for providing intelligence to avoid surveillance or system detection, while Wang Lan and Jiang Xinyu entered the prison.
The thug’s name was Shi Ang. Despite his distinguished-sounding name, his actions were despicably outrageous. He was a small-time boss in prison, surrounded by five or six lackeys. Thus, he didn’t need to share his space with anyone else, having a private room to himself.
Wang Lan silently stood by Shi Ang’s bed; the man was still snoring thunderously. Wang Lan waved his hand lightly, and a wave of Star Power enveloped Shi Ang. Almost instantly, Wang Lan, Jiang Xinyu, and Shi Ang disappeared together.
Apart from their apartment lair, Wang Lan and his team had prepared several temporary bases in the Black Brilliance Area. Better safe than sorry. Since the apartment absolutely could not be compromised, it would only be used for sleeping and living.
The abandoned car junkyard they used for their first strike against criminals was a good pick; they had even built a temporary office there using scrapped cars. Wang Lan brought Shi Ang to this place and casually threw him on the ground.
"Who? What do you want? Which son of a—!" Shi Ang was just waking up, still dazed, as he was thrown down. Before he could understand the situation, Wang Lan had already slammed his palm down.
His palm pressed against Shi Ang’s forehead, and his spiritual power, like an axe, cleaved into Shi Ang’s mind, rapidly reading his memories.
A few minutes later, Wang Lan released his hand. Shi Ang’s eyes became vacant, drool dribbled from his slack mouth, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.
"Xiangwen, take care of him."
"Got it!"
For a Star Martial Warrior, disposing of a body didn’t even require digging a hole. Xiangwen pressed his hand to the ground, and Shi Ang was swallowed by the soil, buried dozens of meters deep. With a move of an Earth Attribute Star Martial Skill, the intense pressure turned the scumbag into meat paste.
"Did you find any clues?"
"Shi Ang was part of the Fly Car Party. He and his gang specialized in staging car accidents. Their technique was so masterful and traceless that over 90 percent of their accidents were made to look like perfect mishaps. One year ago, the car accident that caused the death of Bill’s wife and child was indeed orchestrated. A loan shark named Qiao paid 20,000 dollars for the hit."
"What about this Qiao’s whereabouts? Any leads?"
"Shi Ang was just a hired thug, not Qiao’s subordinate, so Shi Ang’s memories don’t contain any information on Qiao’s location, but they do show his appearance. I’ll have Xiao Ai use facial recognition to search for him in a bit."
The team cleared all traces, and Wang Lan’s system was credited with 500 experience points and dozens of skill points.
Even if Wang Lan were to kill a Star Cloud Stage Star Martial Warrior, he might not get 500 experience points. So, although Shi Ang was just an ordinary person, the fact he provided so many experience points showed that the system deemed him truly deserving of death.
After returning to the apartment, Wang Lan opened his computer to generate an image of Qiao. After adjusting for half an hour, a photo that was a 90 percent match to Qiao appeared on the computer screen.
"Xiao Ai, search the database for this face’s whereabouts."
"Okay, please hold on."
It took about five minutes for the search results to appear. It wasn’t that Xiao Ai’s search capabilities were weak, but the internet in St. State was atrocious. While Jade Country had already developed 5G, St. State’s internet was still at an archaic two megabits per second—a level from 20 years ago.
"Qiao Shan, owner of Stadler Credit Company, home address..." Xiao Ai reported.
Wang Lan immediately led his team to Qiao Shan’s residence, but unfortunately, Qiao Shan was not at home, and there was no one else inside. Clearly, a person like Qiao Shan would have a very secretive residence; how could they possibly find him through big data?
However, as long as he was still in the Black Brilliance Area, Xiao Ai would have a way to track him down. Back at the apartment, Wang Lan had Xiao Ai continuously search for Qiao Shan’s movements while the four of them went to their rooms to sleep.
「The next day,」
Wang Lan and Jiang Xinyu looked through the police’s case files, hoping to find new leads or suitable cases.
While searching for the case of the missing girls, the team of four didn’t idle. They successfully took down several drug trafficking gangs and underground gambling rings. After all, searching for this deeply hidden trafficking gang was the main course, and Wang Lan and his team had been enjoying the side dishes all along.
Xu Xiangwen said, "Lanzi, look at this: a mafia group specializing in ’fixing’ people’s problems. It seems they’ve felt threatened recently and begun scouting internationally for Star Martial Art killers. They’re challenging us head-on. Shall we take them down tonight?
"And there’s this: a money laundering company that launders money for clients worldwide. However, they have legitimate companies as a cover, so we need to gather enough evidence and send it to the assessment headquarters before we can take action. There’s also a risk, as the money laundering company doesn’t harm the public order of St. State. We don’t know if they’re part of our exam questions."
In the team of four, Xu Xiangwen was currently in charge of gathering potential targets; the targets for their recent side operations had all been identified by him.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Right at that moment, Wang Lan’s computer, which had been on standby, suddenly sounded an alarm. Hastily, Wang Lan approached the computer; Xiao Ai had successfully tracked down Qiao Shan.
Through Xiao Ai’s search, they discovered that Qiao Shan had left his house two hours ago and gone to a Jisu District in St. State. Even though it was daytime, no one ever said Dawn could only operate at night. As long as there are dark places, Dawn will be there.
Wang Lan and his team changed into their gear and, with a WHOOSH, disappeared from the apartment.
The Jisu District, as its name implied, was an area with a highly dense population. And where there was a high population density, there were usually the poor; in most places, the majority of people were poor.
In one of the buildings in the Jisu District, within a dilapidated and crowded home, a woman hugged a child and huddled in a corner, fearfully watching the bald white man sitting on the sofa. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and tears involuntarily rolled down her cheeks. A man with disheveled hair and a face covered in blood knelt before Qiao Shan, his body also trembling nonstop.
Qiao Shan gently set down the ashtray in his hand; it was covered in blood.
He began, "Many people know that I am one of the few generous people in this city. Your closest friend is only willing to lend you a few thousand dollars for an emergency; your blood relatives can at most give you tens of thousands of dollars in support. And yet we are strangers, with no relation whatsoever.
"But I trusted you enough to lend you 100,000 Green Currency to help you through tough times. Unfortunately, you have betrayed my trust. I’ve always wondered, why is it so hard for me to meet someone who keeps their word? Is it because this city is cursed, and you’ve all tossed your integrity to the dogs?
"I lent you the money, and my only requirement was that you pay it back on time. But what about you? Delay after delay after delay..."
"I’m... I’m so sorry..." the man stammered.
"No, no, no, I don’t want to hear apologies. I only want to see the money," Qiao Shan sneered. "I lent you 100,000; with interest, it should be 300,000. But you? You’ve only got 150,000? Good heavens, you can only pay back half? I’m suddenly starting to despair for this world..."
"I’m sorry, just give me some time! I’ll definitely pay you back... I promise..."
Qiao Shan continued, "The market’s not too good lately, you know. Do you realize how much risk I took coming here to collect from you? It’s true that Dawn usually only acts at night, but who knows if he might appear during the day? So... I’m not waiting anymore.
"I know your family’s situation. With only you earning money, even if I give you a year, you won’t make enough. So, how about this: you and your wife can earn money together. Of course, if you’re willing, your child can also earn money. I’ve heard young children are quite valuable these days. Those big bosses have increasingly exotic tastes and want to try something new."
"No, please... spare us... spare us..." the middle-aged man cried, suddenly frantic, grabbing Qiao Shan’s trouser leg with his bloodied hands.
"These pants are worth 10,000..." Qiao Shan said, clicking his tongue. "Sigh... How could you be so careless?" He stood up and suddenly snatched the ashtray from the table. "Forget it, this blow will count as 10,000—"
CRACK!
Just as the ashtray was about to smash down, a hand suddenly appeared and caught it.
Qiao Shan whipped his head around, only to see four mysterious figures in black cloaks adorned with red clouds, wearing pale, moon-white masks. In an instant, Qiao Shan’s heart lurched.
"Who... who are you people?" he stammered.
"Dawn!" Wang Lan uttered the single word calmly. The moment it left his lips, Qiao Shan’s five bodyguards instantly opened fire. Gunshots exploded, and bullets flew.
But all the bullets froze about three feet from Wang Lan, forming an eerie wall of lead in mid-air.
CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!
Only when all their gun chambers were empty did Qiao Shan and his men, drenched in a cold sweat, look on in despair.
Wang Lan waved his hand gently, and all the bullets clattered to the ground with a crisp sound. He smiled, then with another slight wave of his hand, Qiao Shan’s nearby men were instantly sent flying out the window. Their shrill screams were followed by the thuds of heavy objects hitting the ground outside.
"Your intuition is sharp," Wang Lan said. "No one ever said we only appear at night; it’s just that daytime is relatively more civilized. However, it’s clear you’ve started operating during the day. You’re Qiao Shan, aren’t you?"
"Yes... yes... Your Excellency..." Qiao Shan trembled. "How may I be of service?"
"It’s nothing much. I just need to ask you a few things, and this isn’t a convenient place to talk." With that, Wang Lan grabbed Qiao Shan by the collar, and with a WHOOSH, all five of them—the four Dawn members and Qiao Shan—vanished.
Long after everything had ended, the family of three in the dilapidated room remained lost in a stupor, unable to recover for a long time.







