The two found a blind spot in the surveillance coverage, entered the Villa District, randomly picked an unoccupied villa, and went inside to settle down.
Places like this might be occupied by the wealthy, but the occupancy rate was actually very low.
Some villas remained unsold for years, left empty the whole time.
There were even villa developments that had been abandoned halfway up mountains, left to rot. That was hardly uncommon.
Wen Sheng understood the situation at a glance.
After entering, the two began to rest.
Wen Sheng took out a pack of instant noodles, a can of luncheon meat, and a large bottle of cola, then tossed them to Rainbow.
Getting food for himself was simple.
After all, he had the Word Spirit skill. As long as he made a wish, simple things like that could be easily accomplished.
Of course, he would not count on it to accomplish anything major.
Then Wen Sheng carefully examined the three diaries in his hands. More accurately, there were four.
Rainbow's diary had fused with the Backstage Black Hand's diary and had even given him a skill.
Next were the Old Man's and Youth's diaries.
After carefully studying the two new diaries he had obtained, he learned their specific functions.
One had a detective perspective.
This diary could accept a person's name as input and conduct a targeted search.
The greater the crime, the more detailed the information it displayed.
For example, Wen Sheng had killed people and broken into homes. If his name were written in it, his location would be displayed in the diary once every ten minutes.
If it were an Ordinary Person, it would only display their location once every ten days.
At this point, Wen Sheng understood that even without the tracker on Rainbow, his opponents