Both possibilities were highly likely.
It could be said that each had nearly a 50% chance of happening.
Now it depended on whether he himself was careful enough.
Wenren Sheng shook his head.
Clearly, his neighbor had chosen to act with great caution.
Yet what made him pound his chest in frustration was that someone had beaten him to reporting the person he knew.
The company quickly issued an announcement:
"The Poker Killer Organization has been completely apprehended."
"They used Playing Cards as their symbol when committing crimes."
"They are a group of villains."
Seeing this, Wenren Sheng only wanted to laugh.
It was like a crow landing on a pig.
"These villains do not care what kind of person you are. Even if you are truly kind, once they encounter you, they will kill you without hesitation."
"Now that they have been swept away, it is truly cause for universal celebration."
After seeing this, Wenren Sheng shook his head.
That very night, he saw his neighbor burst into his psychological counseling office, red-faced and clutching a knife.
The neighbor angrily said, "You must have sold the information I told you to someone else!"
"Otherwise, how could someone have reported it before I did?"
Wenren Sheng immediately laughed when he saw this.
"Really, no wonder some emperors liked to travel incognito."
But even when they disguised themselves, there were still risks.
Some had even gotten their toes smashed and died of infection.
Unlike himself, who did not need to worry about such things and could disguise himself however he pleased.
Wenren Sheng merely explained patiently, "I did not do that."
"Besides, you said it yourself. You never told me who the problematic person actually was."
Wenren Sheng did not slap this provocative neighbor into thin air.
Nor did he vent