Fang, you're going to die! (Extra chapter for Alliance Leader Honghuang Weiming)

Name: Fang

Gender: Male

Age: Between 18 and 40.

Ethnicity: African descent.

Abilities: Orc Transformation, successfully transforms into a powerful beast.

Ability: Berserker Blood (?), likely converts injuries into combat strength—the more severe the wound, the greater the boost to speed and power. Speed exceeds normal humans by 2.35 times (? estimated), strength by 3.1 times (? estimated).

Ability: Flashbang use. His flashbang deployment is masterful, completely unpredictable, suggesting he is equally skilled with grenades and similar devices.

Ability: Bone Claws. After transformation, he possesses sharp bone claws that can easily tear through car doors and human bodies.

Ability: Finger Sacrifice Technique (?). He rips off one of his own fingers, then uses some kind of mysterious curse to send the severed finger flying like a throwing knife to kill enemies, nearly impossible to counter. However, this move is treated as a last resort, likely at great cost.

Judging by the fact that his left hand only had four fingers at the time, the cost is at least that the severed finger cannot be regenerated.

The information presented here was all witnessed firsthand by Fang Linyan, so he listed them one by one on paper. Then, he closed his eyes and began to ponder. Gradually, Fang Linyan's brow relaxed. He suddenly opened his eyes, slammed his fist on the table, and a cold smirk curled at the corner of his mouth:

"I've got it! But there are still a few things I need to verify."

Immediately after, Fang Linyan booted up a secondhand, beat-up laptop—the kind where the fan rattles and screeches after starting, taking a full three minutes just to turn on. He pulled out his phone, uploaded several videos and some photos he'd taken to the computer, then used the built-in software to zoom in and examine them.

Before long, Fang Linyan found what he was looking for in the videos and images. He selected one photo and began studying it closely.

Although his phone's resolution wasn't great, the photo was clearly taken at the battle scene that day. Corpses littered the ground, a warehouse burned, and an overturned black Lincoln Navigator told the story of the fierce fight.

Among them, one photo was a close-up of a corpse. The death was brutal—likely from a single claw swipe by Fang after transforming, which tore open his chest. The suit jacket and bulletproof vest underneath were ripped apart, leaving a wound over ten centimeters long with internal organs exposed.

However, Fang Linyan's focus wasn't on that. He zoomed in further, and his final point of interest settled on a tattoo above the heart area of the corpse! The tattoo looked quite distinctive, vaguely resembling a blurry triangle.

He nodded in satisfaction and marked it with a red circle.

Next, Fang Linyan started taking screenshots from the videos. He found a similar pattern on a leather bag and marked that too.

After studying the two marks for a while, he pondered briefly, then went back to review earlier footage. He paused the video on a Lincoln Navigator. The car's door had been clawed open by Fang, and the glass was shattered, revealing several documents scattered on the seats. He zoomed in on the documents and, amid the blurry quality, spotted another clue, which he also marked.

All three marks were similar—black-red triangular shapes—and shared a common trait: they looked like some kind of emblem. Fang Linyan began typing rapidly, searching online for something. Soon, he found his answer. He closed his eyes, lightly tapping his fingers on the desk. After a few minutes, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured softly:

"Excellent. So this is where the most important piece of the puzzle was hiding."

Then, Fang Linyan stood up excitedly and paced around the room. After a long while, he sat back down at the desk, picked up paper and pen, and began writing and drawing again.

This time, he wrote six words:—

Character Habit Deduction!

A: Fang's flashbang usage is excellent, so his profession is likely a current soldier, mercenary, or baseball/basketball player.

B: Before I arrived, Fang had already transformed once and massacred everyone present. When he transforms, his body size increases by over 50%, so his original clothes and shoes would burst. At the scene, I found one burst leather shoe and one shirt.

The shoe was from Berluti, a luxury brand founded in 1895 in Paris, France, run by four generations of the family. Its price exceeds 110,000, and it requires a custom order in Paris.

The shirt was made of high-count poplin, from Charvet, a brand founded in 1838 in Paris.

This shows that Fang likely has a close connection to France. He leans toward comfortable, understated, luxury handmade brands—a hard-to-hide lifestyle habit. For someone with such expensive tastes in a foreign country, his options for food, clothing, housing, and travel won't be many.

C: Two minutes and fourteen seconds after transforming, Fang used that self-mutilating last-resort skill, pulling off his finger to kill the man named Thornton.

Judging by the condition of Fang's left hand, after using this move, the severed finger likely cannot regrow—a significant cost.

However, at that time, Fang had already figured out Thornton's trump card. If he had stayed calm and continued to fight, his chances of winning were high. So why rush to end the battle? Most likely, his transformation time was about to expire! In other words, his transformation probably lasts around three minutes.

Having written this far, Fang Linyan frowned, covered his mouth, and coughed. But he quickly took some medicine to ease the symptoms.

Then, Fang Linyan sat back down at the computer. This time, he logged into several foreign news websites. He quickly scrolled through the constantly updating information until his eyes stopped on one piece of news:

"On the 17th, Randall, the president of the famous high-tech corporation, traveled while ill to Tai City, the financial hub of the Asia-Pacific region, seemingly in connection with the Asian debut of his flagship product, Airsong. Randall will attend the press conference and showcase the latest Airsong flagship product, reportedly a groundbreaking handheld audio-visual device that utilizes a revolutionary augmented reality technology."

"Randall was diagnosed with pancreatic neuroendocrine malignant tumor three years ago but has been actively undergoing treatment."

After reading this news, Fang Linyan muttered to himself:

"Good, very good! This is the last piece of the puzzle."

He double-checked several times, finally let out a long breath, stood up, and walked to the window. Staring at the pitch-black sky and the twinkling stars above, he whispered after a long silence:

"I'm sorry, Fang. You're going to die."