Xiao Jin suddenly said, "My adopted son died at your hands."
Han Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "This is a private matter, Chief Xiao. Let's discuss and resolve it privately."
"Okay." Xiao Jin nodded.
Everyone's eyes flickered; the same question elicited completely different responses from Black Phantom...
Delo looked displeased but remained silent.
Han Xiao turned to look at Delo and said, "It's getting late, do you mind if I stay the night?"
"... Xiao Jin, you entertain him. Meeting adjourned." Delo abruptly stood up and strode away.
The crowd walked past Han Xiao, each with a different expression.
A man of Asian descent approached and said with a smile, "My name is Xiao Ming, Chief Xiao's adopted son. I'll take care of your needs. Please follow me."
Han Xiao looked around, but Wumile, who had brought him there, was nowhere to be seen. A sudden realization dawned on him; he thought to himself, "The internal conflicts within Overmela are very serious."
The undercurrents that just occurred in the hall serve as the best evidence.
With his mind preoccupied, Han Xiao walked out of the hall and suddenly found a dozen or so players surrounding him. They were all players from the Bamboo Rain Guild, and their expressions were excited. Bamboo Rain Xuanxuan turned on the recording function.
"We want to learn skills..." said Bamboo Rain Drifting Fragrance.
Han Xiao naturally wouldn't refuse an opportunity to gain experience, so he casually opened his skill bar.
Xiao Ming, who was standing next to him, asked in surprise, "You know them?"
Shaking his head.
"The Black Phantom seems to be quite popular among the Inhuman." An Overmela member passing by noticed this, looking on with suspicion.
The Bamboo Rain Guild originally wanted to try triggering the quest, but Han Xiao didn't interact with them further, paused for a few seconds, and then walked away.
"It's a sudden plot development, but there's no mission." Bamboo Rain Little Fei wondered.
"The footage I recorded doesn't seem to have any explosive moments," said Bamboo Rain Xuanxuan, frustrated.
Xiao Ming arranged a room for him. Although Han Xiao's attitude during the day angered many high-ranking officials, he also explained the origin of the hostility, so the atmosphere was not so tense.
night.
Under the pretext of discussing compensation, Xiao Jin invited Han Xiao to his residence.
Upon arriving at the location, Han Xiao discovered that Xiao Jin's children were all there, including Xiao Hai and several other siblings, but Xiao Jin's adopted son was not among them.
In private, Xiao Jin is just as expressionless and unpredictable as he is during the day.
Han Xiao sized up Xiao Jin and his children, and they were also sizing him up.
"What kind of compensation do you want?" Han Xiao withdrew his gaze, a half-smile on his face.
"His death is his bad luck." Xiao Jin said calmly. To him, his adopted son was nothing more than an assistant and a tool.
"Then why did you invite me?" Han Xiao raised an eyebrow.
"A notorious assassin; it can't hurt to get to know him."
Han Xiao wasn't sure what Xiao Jin meant; perhaps it was simply to make friends, or perhaps there was another purpose. But he was interested in getting to know these original owner's family members better and trying to get some information out of them.
The group chatted casually, covering a wide range of topics. Xiao Hai and his brothers and sisters would occasionally chime in, creating a harmonious atmosphere. As the leader among the siblings, Xiao Hai Xiao Hai received some flattery in the other brothers' words, but he remained indifferent, as if it were only natural.
They had been chatting for over an hour when Han Xiao frowned slightly and suddenly said, "I'm very interested in Xiao Han. Why don't you tell me more about him?"
"..."
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold. Xiao Jin put down his water glass and said slowly, "He's my son. He's always been incompetent. I never imagined he'd become Germinal wanted criminal."
Xiao Hai scoffed, "I thought he was dead for sure. A scourge lives on, always causing us trouble."
Han Xiao pointed to himself, "You mean I'm trouble?"
Xiao Hai sneered, "Isn't that right?"
Xiao Jin coughed, signaling that it was getting late. "It's getting late."
"It's quite late." Han Xiao got up and left.
Xiao Ming led him back to his room, and as they entered, he handed him a document, saying, "This is Xiao Han's information. My father instructed me to give it to you."
Han Xiao nodded.
Upon entering the room, he immediately conducted a thorough search. There were three surveillance cameras before he left, but now there was one more. He shook his head and continued to use the program to bypass them. After doing all this, he began to review the files and gained a deeper understanding of the original owner of the body. He was an insignificant minor character, and he had never even heard of the NPC "Xiao Han" in his previous life.
"Well."
Han Xiao shook his head. His purpose in contacting Overmela was to understand the original owner of this body, and he had already achieved his goal. He didn't care about Overmela's attitude or her perspective because it had nothing to do with him. As for the so-called hostility, it was just a show of toughness.
Overmela had been putting up with this and didn't want to be enemies with Han Xiao. Han Xiao must have been bored to kill someone at their headquarters. It would be pointless for him to have another mortal enemy for no reason.
It's not good to fight and kill all the time; it's better to grow some flowers and plants.
"I wonder what the people of Overmela will think when they find out I'm ' Xiao Han '," he thought with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He put away his documents, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes for a short rest, and planned to leave the next morning.
midnight.
Delo's mansion.
"It's all because of that bastard Xiao Jin that Overmela got dragged into this mess. That bastard is expanding his power without any scruples, clearly trying to seize power. Hmph, the Northern Faction is mine, and Saqi's Red Isle Faction has always been neutral. What can he do against me?" Delo gritted his teeth.
When the Ofmera Family was first established, it was harmonious internally. However, as its power snowballed, conflicts began to emerge. The problem was not the scarcity of resources but the unequal distribution of wealth. The Main Family Faction, as the leader, gained the most benefits and was in the eye of the storm. Although the various factions appeared to be obedient on the surface, they actually harbored their own ulterior motives and wanted to seize power.
Fortunately, after so many years of cooperation, we are interdependent, and any small change would have far-reaching consequences. No one dares to make any major moves, so it is unlikely that there will be any bloodshed. Even if there were, it would be planned in secret.
Xiao Jin posed the greatest threat. The attack on Xiao Hai was orchestrated by Delo in an attempt to eliminate Xiao Jin's successor, but the attempt failed, resulting in the death of only the insignificant Xiao Han.
However, more than a year later, Xiao Han, whom no one took seriously at the time, has become a wanted criminal with an Germinal bounty on his head, and has brought the family a terrifying enemy like Black Phantom.
Delo's attempt to steal a chicken backfired spectacularly, and he now regrets it.
At this moment, Delo's son, Lagos, entered and said, "Father, Black Phantom left the Xiao Jin residence. The meeting lasted one hour and thirty-seven minutes."
"Hmph, Xiao Jin is getting bolder and bolder by meeting with Black Phantom in private, bypassing me." Delo was furious.
"What do we do? Are we just going to let Black Phantom leave so easily?"
"Don't mess with him."
"But he dares to act so arrogantly on our territory..." Lagos said indignantly.
"I said don't touch him!!" Delo slammed his fist on the table, roaring angrily, "Get out!"
Lagos gritted his teeth, closed the door, and walked out. The moment he turned around, his face suddenly darkened.
As dawn broke, a commotion woke Han Xiao, who was a light sleeper.
I jumped out of bed, went to the window and looked out. I saw the members of Overmela shouting and rushing in one direction.
"What happened?" Han Xiao asked, puzzled.
Footsteps approached rapidly, and dozens of soldiers with guns at the ready surrounded the room.
A captain shouted, "Black Phantom, don't move!"
The soldiers' mission was to control him; they looked tense and could fire at any moment. Han Xiao saw more people running in another direction outside.
"Looks like something's happened, but it's not targeting me." Han Xiao narrowed his eyes, observing the situation.
Not long after, the captain seemed to receive an order and shouted, "Come with us!"
Han Xiao also wanted to know what had happened, so he followed the group of tense soldiers and suddenly arrived at Delo's mansion.
By this time, the crowd had completely surrounded him, and high-ranking officials from various factions had arrived, their expressions filled with anxiety and a mixture of shock and anger as they looked at Han Xiao, leaving him puzzled.
Once inside the mansion, Han Xiao finally learned what had happened.
In the office, Delo sat back in his chair, a deep bullet hole in his left eye, blood blurring his vision, and a hollow cavity in the back of his head. Blood had congealed on the wooden floor, and the smell of blood was pungent and acrid. His body was lying with his hands hanging limply, his legs braced against the edge of the desk to keep him from falling. He was already cold.
The head of Overmela has been assassinated!
"Cause of death: gunshot wound. The bullet entered through the eye, passed through the brain, and pierced the back of the head, causing instant death. Judging from the bullet caliber, the killer used a large-caliber handgun. The gang leader showed no signs of resistance, and the clues scattered at the scene did not indicate that the killer had been there..."
Han Xiao suddenly realized why the others were looking at him that way.
Delo died last night, and he, the uninvited killer, is obviously the prime suspect. Moreover, the weapon used by the killer is also a large-caliber pistol, and the method of Assassination that is so stealthy is very similar to that of this "ghost".
Everything was too coincidental.
This was a premeditated frame-up!
Han Xiao blinked, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring towards the tense soldiers around him, muttering, "This is getting interesting..."