Who is Councilor Wang?

In the misty drizzle, Li Wei returned to 161 Ziguang Street.

Once the rain began, there were few pedestrians about, save for the constant flow of expensive luxury cars ferrying the city's power players to and from their homes.

From the alley opposite number 161, he watched as a black sedan slowly pulled into the small estate. Beyond the Police Department guards stationed every hundred meters, there were over a dozen security personnel in suits patrolling the various entrances and exits of the manor.

Li Wei circled the small estate, eventually settling on a specific approach.

He braced his hands against the iron fence and vaulted over in a single motion. He then located a security guard stationed at a corner near the servant's entrance, clamped a hand over the man's mouth and nose, and drove his short sword deep into the guard's neck!

After disposing of the guard, Li Wei changed into the man's uniform.

He tidied his hair, wiped away the faint specks of blood from the clothing, and looked toward the illuminated manor. With the short sword hidden in his sleeve, he walked inside.

Councilor Wang was currently entertaining his business partner.

The general manager of Green Bamboo Company, a middle-aged man named Chen Xueming.

He was lean, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and sported a handlebar mustache, giving him the appearance of a shrewd businessman.

Yet, in front of Councilor Wang, he never let that shrewd side show.

A black briefcase, a gift for the quarter, sat upon the coffee table.

Councilor Wang did not move; his butler naturally stepped forward to open the case.

Inside was not money, but gold bars that cast a mesmerizing glow under the lights!

Based on the current world exchange rate for gold, the total value of this case was well over 3 million. Given the purchasing power in Sun City, it was certainly a small fortune.

Councilor Wang merely glanced down at it, then took another drag from his cigarette.

He exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Why is it less than before?"

Chen Xueming shook his head with a bitter expression.

"There's nothing I can do. Yuguang has been turned upside down lately. The police have flooded every street, and the laborers are all terrified. Business is hard to conduct."

Councilor Wang shot him a glance, clearly understanding the true intent behind his words.

"Rest assured, The Council has been putting continuous pressure on Tian. If he cannot produce results in the next two days, that hat on his head won't stay there much longer."

"That bio-human is truly detestable. It wouldn't matter if he just delayed the company's business, but if he affects your preparations for the Upper Council election, he deserves to die a thousand deaths!" Chen Xueming said viciously.

Councilor Wang, however, remained indifferent. He leaned back against the sofa and flicked the ash from his cigarette.

"He actually did me a favor. There were three people competing for that seat, and Bishop Twilight was running on a populist platform just like me. Now that the Bishop has been killed by him, I naturally have one less rival, and my chances of being elected have undoubtedly increased."

"Yes, yes, it's a case of his own cleverness leading to his undoing—he's done you a favor. How do you plan to reward him, sir?" Chen Xueming laughed.

"That bio-human is quite something; he's become a scientist and even caught the attention of those big shots in the central government. Tell you what: when those gentlemen arrive in Sun City, I'll put in a good word for him. Before the central authorities take him away, I'll let him spend a few days at your club. Who knows, he might even leave some seed behind in Sun City."

Hearty laughter echoed through the parlor, the atmosphere light and pleasant.

But just then, the door to this parlor—the most private room in the entire estate, which no one but the Councilor's closest confidants was permitted to enter—was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

Councilor Wang frowned, crushing his cigarette into the ashtray. Just as he was about to signal his butler to see which servant was being so unruly, a tall, slender figure walked in, carrying a round, spherical object in his hand.

Scarlet blood dripped onto the pristine carpet, and mud-caked soles trampled the marble tiles that were polished to a mirror finish.

Li Wei, covered in blood, walked into the now deathly silent parlor, carrying a woman's head.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Councilor Wang?"

He was very polite, smiling as he scanned the four people in the room, and asked softly.

The first to react were the bodyguard behind Chen Xueming and Councilor Wang's personal butler!

Both reached into their jackets at the same time, intent on drawing the pistols hidden within.

Yet, before they could even get their hands inside, Li Wei raised his hand, which was still dripping with blood!

The next second, a near-suffocating gravity descended upon the space!

"Thump!"

The two men preparing to draw their weapons were instantly crushed to the floor, their bodies pinned tight against the ground, unable to move a single inch!

"Alright, I'll ask one more time. Which one of you is Councilor Wang!"

He raised his voice, looking down at the two men still sitting on the sofa.

Chen Xueming felt the threat of death; his palms were sweating uncontrollably, his face had turned deathly pale, and his gaze instinctively darted toward the very Councilor he had been flattering just moments ago!

Councilor Wang was even more nervous than he was!

Because he recognized the head of the woman Li Wei was holding.

It was his formidable wife!

He had cursed her behind her back countless times, wishing for her to die!

And now, she was truly dead, staring straight at him with those fearful, desperate, and lifeless eyes!

At the same time, he saw the security guards outside the gate, who should have been standing watch but now lay in pools of blood. This made Councilor Wang's legs tremble uncontrollably, yet he still feigned composure as he lit a cigarette for himself.

"A scientist on the run, wanted by the Disciplinary Bureau? Speak up, how much research funding do you want from me?"

His opening words finally confirmed the target for Li Wei, and upon hearing this, the smile on his face grew even brighter.

"Sorry, I don't want money."

This caused Councilor Wang's heart to skip a beat, and his hands began to shake.

"Then, then what do you want?"

"I have a friend who asked for a favor, wanting me to come here and check on his niece. If his niece is living well, then there is nothing to worry about, but if his niece is not living well, he asked me to take her away."

Hearing such a concrete request, Councilor Wang finally let out a slight sigh of relief, just as he was about to open his mouth to ask Li Wei who the person he was looking for was.

"But his niece is dead." Li Wei stared into Councilor Wang's eyes. "A girl named Su Ya, Councilor, do you know her?"