“You all go first; leave this to me”—such a suggestion, of course, couldn’t convince the girls present.
Lin Wuming had no choice but to explain, “My point is, if too many of us are here, the attacker might be cautious and not dare to show up.”
Indeed, Lin Wuming’s plan was actually very simple—to use himself as bait, wait for the rabbit, and wait for the enemy to show up and attack him again.
Since the enemy’s goal was to kill him, there was a considerable probability that they would strike again.
Under this premise, the enemy was most likely to act when Lin Wuming was alone.
After all, ambushing one Level 5 was certainly easier than ambushing two Level 5s or one Level 5 and one Level 4.
“That’s easy to solve,” Shokuhou Misaki said, “Just continue doing what you were doing before.”
She said to Hu Feng Toumi, Misaka Mikoto, and Shirai Kuroko.
The three members of the tracking group turned their heads away, somewhat afraid to face Lin Wuming.
“Then what about you, what are you going to do?” Misaka Mikoto looked at Shokuhou Misaki, “Shirai’s ability probably can’t carry a fourth person.”
“You don’t need to worry, I know my limits and won’t force myself to come along and cause trouble,” Shokuhou Misaki said, “Junko-jie will arrive soon; I’ll head back today.”
Shokuhou Misaki’s self-positioning and demands were always clear; in terms of direct combat, she didn’t seek to contribute but at least shouldn’t become a weakness or even a burden to Our side.
“Also,” Shokuhou Misaki emphasized loudly, “Today’s date only counts as half a day; the other half is still owed and must be made up later!”
“Only on this point, she truly refuses to take a loss,” Misaka Mikoto grumbled, but she didn’t raise any objections.
—If she put herself in his shoes, if she encountered such an unexpected situation during a date, she would definitely be unwilling, right? The time lost due to this, of course, had to be compensated for afterward.
After the battle plan was confirmed, Lin Wuming and his group each began to act.
Of course, Shokuhou Misaki didn’t actually return to School Garden; instead, she rode in her private car, following behind Misaka and the other two, acting as a temporary mobile base.
Lin Wuming, on the other hand, began to wander aimlessly, moving around the street where the attacker had last disappeared.
While acting as bait, he maintained contact with Misaka and the others following behind him via phone, observing for suspicious individuals around him through their perspective.
But until night fell, there was still no progress.
Actually, Lin Wuming wasn’t entirely sure that the enemy would strike again.
It was just a possibility.
Ultimately, for an “assassin,” failing to hit with one strike and then fleeing a thousand miles was the norm.
Those who were fixated on ensuring the target’s death might be more appropriately called “suicide attackers.”
—Perhaps, it really should be as they said, a city-wide manhunt would be more appropriate.
Lin Wuming also felt some regret in his heart.
His current method of personally fishing was really a waste of time.
The main reason Lin Wuming wanted to take action himself was “curiosity.”
He was very curious about what kind of attack method the enemy used, and why it could bring him “fatal danger” while also being so weak.
This strange, illogical attack pattern easily made one think of “magic.”
Moreover, Lin Wuming had encountered quite a few magic-related incidents recently, so it wasn’t strange for him to subconsciously make such an association.
Lin Wuming didn’t know which magician he had offended this time, so it was very necessary to find a way to catch the attacker and ask them personally. After all, magic-side incidents were mostly dangerous and troublesome, and even with some knowledge of the original plot, one would find that “hearsay” and “personal experience” were completely different things when actually facing those incidents.
After several actual experiences, Lin Wuming was already tired of it. That’s why he was eager to figure out the root cause of the problem, so he could deal with it or avoid risks in advance.
Of course, all these plans were based on the premise that all the above conjectures were true…
Unfortunately, Lin Wuming’s afternoon stroll yielded no results.
Just as Lin Wuming was about to dismiss everyone and go home, he ran into an acquaintance.
“Lin Wuming,” Haiyuan Guanggui walked towards him from the other end of the road.
This noble young master, of extraordinary background, was as amiable as ever, with an impeccable smile that made people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze.
Haiyuan Guanggui and Lin Wuming had a good relationship and still maintained frequent communication.
Lin Wuming looked over with some surprise: “How did you recognize me so quickly?”
Haiyuan Guanggui paused for a moment before reacting: “Ah, you mean that? After all, you just changed from sitting to standing; the person hasn’t changed, so it shouldn’t be hard to recognize, right?”
“No,” Lin Wuming shook his head, a meaningful expression on his face, “What I really mean is—I don’t know you, who are you?”
“You’re really good at joking, Lin Wuming,” Haiyuan Guanggui laughed, “When did we become strangers? Have you lost your memory?”
But noticing that Lin Wuming’s expression was not joking, Haiyuan Guanggui’s expression gradually turned cold.
He put his hands in his pockets and assumed a rather arrogant expression: “I always thought that Our friendship was quite good. Could it be that this was just my wishful thinking?”
“My friendship with Haiyuan Guanggui is indeed very good,” Lin Wuming said, “But first of all, the Haiyuan Guanggui I know is an excellent Telekinetic User… So who exactly are you?”
“What?” The other party showed a look of surprise.
“I can’t see your Telekinetic User,” Lin Wuming said, “And if you really were Haiyuan Guanggui, you would have seen this already.”
The other party’s face still held a puzzled expression, but then, Lin Wuming’s Telekinetic User impact gave him the answer.
“So stop acting, Magician.”
A faint “mist” floated around Lin Wuming—a sparse barrier made of kim kong sand particles.
And a small steel ball.
“Aren’t you going to show the Item in your pocket?” Lin Wuming said, “I can give you one chance to strike.”
The “Haiyuan Guanggui” opposite seemed to freeze, standing motionless on the spot.
Finally, he gave up and said, “Academy City is indeed full of strangeness, incomprehensible.”
Saying that, he pulled out a black short knife from his pocket.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wuming immediately understood.
—As expected, it turned out to be Haiyuan Guanggui after all?
The other party didn’t swing the short knife, nor did he even point the tip of the knife at Lin Wuming.
But at a certain moment, the “fatal attack” still appeared before Lin Wuming without any warning.
