All the previous events were just deductions.
In reality, Arthur hadn't yet decided how to collect the bounty of over $200,000. He hadn't even filled in whether to receive the money via express mail or through a direct bank transfer.
He took out a pen and a blank piece of paper.
First, he needed to clarify his thoughts and summarize the current situation.
"First, I'm the key player at the center."
Arthur wrote the word [Me] in the middle of the paper, positioning it at the center to conveniently connect the other forces around him.
"And above me is the boss hiding in the shadows, who has put up tens of millions to have me killed."
"Below the boss is a team of ruthless assassins on the 'Dark Net'. So far, they've found me two or three times and tortured me to death in the deductions."
"I'll temporarily label this group as—['Dark Net' Assassin Team]."
He drew the following line:
[Boss] → ['Dark Net' Assassin Team] → [Dark Net Information] → [Logistics/Express] → [Me]
A smirk played across Arthur's lips. "Yes, this is a complete chain. If they want to find me, they'll have to rely on this sequence of intelligence."
"And as for me, there are quite a few ways I can break this chain!"
"For example, if I take out the [Boss] before they collect the bounty, the entire line will collapse!"
"But if the [Boss] dies, the bounty on the 'Dark Net' probably won't be canceled, and I don't know the boss's true identity, appearance, or where he lives."
"This plan is scrapped."
Arthur relished the deduction process, knowing the outcome was inevitable.
He was absolutely confident that this group of assassins wouldn't get away unscathed.
The real question was how he would take advantage of the situation.
"If I want to deal with these assassins, it looks like I can only prepare traps at two points—between [Dark Net Information] and [Logistics/Express]."
"If I pick up the package myself, I'll be targeted directly."
"If I send someone else to retrieve it, that person will end up in danger too."
Suddenly, a thrilling idea flashed in his mind, filling him with excitement.
"Why not have the delivery sent to the doctor's own community and get his wife to pick it up for me?"
This stroke of inspiration felt like the opening to a whole new world.
With a gleam in his eyes, Arthur whispered, "The assassins might not know the woman's identity or who the boss really is."
"If they mishandle this..."
"It'll be very interesting!"
"I can hardly wait to see how this plays out."
He didn't bother planning his next steps further—he was too eager to satisfy his curiosity.
[Restart the deduction!]
[The playback speed is being adjusted automatically for you!]
[Hint: There are multiple ways to approach this. Do you want to save your progress?]
[Save!]
[3]
[2]
[1]
[Save complete—"New Chapter of the Hunting Game: 1"]
Arthur chuckled. "Alright, let's see how these assassins deal with this."
[During the deduction...]
[Text commentary: You disguised yourself as a grieving family member and expressed sadness over Dr. Flint's death in the car accident. You requested the contact information of Dr. Flint's relatives, saying you wished to personally offer your condolences.]
[Text commentary: After two days of persistence, you finally encountered a sympathetic nurse who gave you the phone number of your target, 'Ms. Flint'.]
[The game is paused.]
Arthur quickly jotted down the phone number from the deduction, knowing that if the deduction was restarted or reversed, this step would disappear.
In the real world, this meant he had obtained the contact information without leaving any trace.
[The deduction continues...]
[Text commentary: You submitted the address of 305 No. 201 Beacon Hill Street to the 'Dark Net'. This was the home of the doctor who died in the car accident. You chose 'Ms. Flint' as the recipient.]
[Text commentary: You received the express tracking number from the 'Dark Net' and confirmed it was an international shipment.]
[Text explanation: Two days later, the package was delivered.]
[Text commentary: Although Ms. Flint was suspicious of the package, she went to the security office to collect it. Upon returning home and opening it, she was stunned to find a large sum of cash inside.]
[Text commentary: Terrified, Ms. Flint called her father and prepared to leave with the box containing over $200,000. However, before she could leave, someone knocked on her door.]
[Text commentary: An assassin from the 'Dark Net' had disguised himself as a utility worker. After entering the house, he drugged Ms. Flint, knocking her unconscious. The assassin stayed hidden until nightfall, when he kidnapped her under the cover of darkness.]
[Text commentary: You, watching from a distance with binoculars, noticed the assassin's actions and followed them quietly.]
[Text commentary: Ms. Flint was tortured for information about the money, but the kidnappers found no useful answers...]
[The deduction slows down...]
A sly grin spread across Arthur's face as he watched the scene unfold. This was getting interesting.
The assassins had made a fatal mistake.
Eventually, one of the kidnappers blurted out in shock, "Wait a minute, we got the wrong person! This woman is the wife of the doctor who died in the car accident!"
Panic ensued.
The burly assassin widened his eyes, "We were tricked?"
Meanwhile, a twisted, deranged assassin chimed in excitedly, "Could this be the real truth? Maybe she staged the car accident to kill her husband!"
Arthur burst out laughing.
Unbelievable.
These idiots had jumped to the wildest conclusions.
The others began to look serious. After a quick discussion, they realized the grim truth.
The large, burly assassin cursed, "We've been played! That guy must have known we'd show up here!"
"He sent the money straight to us!"
The cold-voiced man across from him growled, "This is an insult. He's treating us like fools!"
The burly assassin clenched his jaw, "When I get my hands on him, I'm gonna cut off his fingers one by one!"
[The deduction is suspended!]
Arthur took a slow sip of hot tea, gazing at the scene on the screen. He murmured, "No, you won't get the chance."
"Because I'll make sure you experience the fear of suffocation first."
This time, the deduction was completely different from when he had been captured.
In the previous deductions, he had been blindfolded several times and had no idea where he was being taken or who his captors were.
But now, in this new deduction, he was watching everything from the shadows.
He knew the identities of the assassins, where they were hiding, and how they were torturing Ms. Yan.
This meant one thing: the game of hide and seek was over!