Chapter 11, Fugitive_1

The body was stripped bare, and the loot was laid out one by one.

Leather armor, leather boots, two short blades, two hand grenades, two bottles of healing potions, a paper bearing a ferocious snake head, and a purse filled with silver and copper coins.

Upon seeing the hand grenades, Wu Heng's eyelids involuntarily twitched.

Wu Heng's gaze first landed on the hand grenades.

[Poison Smoke Thunder]

(Description: Upon release, it can produce a large amount of poisonous smoke.)

Damn, smoke bombs.

Luckily, I fired decisively, otherwise he would have used this thing.

Even if it's not explosive damage, the consequences would still be troublesome.

Carefully setting the grenade aside, he looked again at the leather armor and boots.

The leather armor was brown, with exquisite patterns of vines and scroll leaves on the surface, and the chest and waist areas were double-thickened.

Both the style and the workmanship were excellent, much higher in quality than the one Wu Heng had bought.

The only drawback was the few holes punched by bullets.

Even the leather armor of the magical world couldn't stop bullets.

Wu Heng picked it up, measured it against his own size, and found it quite fitting, just right for him.

Having bullet holes isn't a big deal.

I can go to the leather shop to fix it.

Even if I don't fix it, I mainly deal with zombies. As long as it can resist scratching and biting, a few bullet holes won't affect anything.

He set aside the leather armor and picked up the two short blades.

The sheath was black leather, the blade was silvery, and the handle was wrapped with strips of leather.

"Nice craftsmanship." Wu Heng played with it in his hand.

These two weapons are very good. If they were in a weapon shop, they'd be considered above-average quality and could easily be priced at dozens of silver coins.

Are robbers this rich now?

Well, it seems like ordinary people are the only poor ones.

Besides the potions and the coins, there was still that slip of paper with a snake's head on it.

It was referred to as a slip because it had a number and something like an anti-counterfeit pattern on it.

I guess it was either robbed or stolen from somewhere.

After putting away all the loot, he was quite satisfied.

At least he didn't suffer a loss.

After inspecting the loot, he planned to release the 'Bone Manipulation Skill' to turn the corpse into a skeleton.

Just as he was about to do so, he noticed something upon looking at the corpse's face.

Under the man's wet beard, there was a bulging scar as if from a centipede.

This man seemed familiar.

Especially this scar.

"Why does he look so familiar!"

He hadn't met many people in Black Stone Town, and even fewer left an impression.

The neighbors around, the shopkeepers he often visited.

Where had he seen him before?

Unable to figure it out, he decided to command the skeletons to pack up all the loot first.

After checking the surroundings, he headed downstairs.

...

Profession Hall.

Looking at the bounty on the bulletin board, Wu Heng's eyes widened a bit.

[Wanted criminal-Basen, bounty 120 silver coins, one lower-tier item]

The portrait resembled the man he had killed.

Especially that centipede-like scar on his lower lip, the location and style were basically the same.

Without the full beard, one could easily tell that he was the wanted criminal on the board.

He just couldn't understand.

Why would a wanted criminal set his sights on an honest Necromancer like him?

If he hadn't had a handgun, he might have been the one lying on the ground.

What's worse, one of them had run away.

He scanned the list of wanted criminals again, but didn't find anyone who resembled his escaped target.

Either they weren't in there, or they too were disguised.

"They aren't after me, are they?"

Today, I killed this man. The escaped criminal might think of taking revenge on me.

If it were in the Zombie World, I wouldn't have feared these fugitives . With so many Skeleton Warriors of my own, I could have scared them to death.

But in this world, it's hard to say.

I should report this incident and have Black Stone Town search the crowded areas.

At first, I thought of hiding the body right away because I was afraid of being misunderstood.

Being a Necromancer, it's hard for me to prove that it was either they who robbed me, or I who wanted to harm them without any valid evidence.

Now that the other party is a wanted fugitive, anyone can kill him without taking any responsibility.

Handing over the body and completing the task is the best choice.

...

Having made up my mind, Wu Heng directly went to the counter.

"Sir, how may I help you?" the staff asked with a smile.

Wu Heng took out the freshly obtained bounty and said, "I killed this criminal yesterday, what should I do next?"

"Sir, are you saying that you killed this fugitive, not just providing clues?" The young female counter clerk asked back skeptically.

Fugitives who make it on the Professionals Association's bounty list aren't easy for ordinary people to deal with.

When cities receive news or information, they organize patrols for arrests. It's rare for an individual to kill, especially a young man like Wu Heng, who looks sparkling clean.

Wu Heng nodded, "Yes, what's the next step?"

"Please wait a moment, we need to arrange for someone to verify the corpse. After confirming the identity, you will be given the bounty reward," said the counter clerk instantaneously.

"That's fine, I'll take you over."

Soon, a five-man team with the association's emblem arrived. They didn't exchange any words, but just followed him to his residence.

Wu Heng had moved the corpse over to this world in advance. He had dressed it in a linen cloak, slightly better than being naked.

Members of the Professionals Association confirmed the identity of the corpse.

After they confirmed the identity, they wrapped up the corpse and left.

They then returned straight to the Professionals Association.

...

Returning to the Professional's Hall, Wu Heng, under the guidance of the staff, filled in the record of the event.

This included whether he initiated the investigation of the target, or countered passively.

The process wasn't complicated, and it was optional to fill in.

If he wanted to write something down, he could. If he didn't want to write or didn't have the details, he could leave it blank.

There weren't too many complicated steps.

"Sir, the bounty reward includes a lower-level item reward, what do you need?" the staff continued to ask.

"What does it include?"

"Weapon equipment, or rarely seen materials, notebooks, depending on what you need?"

Uh...

Items were just a general term. Apart from the monetary reward, all other prizes were classified as items.

They were only divided into levels, and the lower level obviously was not a high-level reward.

"Do you have a Skill Book? For a Mage."

"Let me check for you."

The staff took out a record book and started flipping through it.

Soon they said, "Yes, sir, there are two types of Skill Books corresponding to the lower-level reward, 'Dancing Light Skill' and 'Acid Splash'."

"Can I see them before making a choice?"

"Just a moment, I'll go fetch them for you." With that, the clerk headed for the corridor.

Wu Heng still sat there, waiting in silence.

About five or six minutes elapsed.

It was not the staff member who returned, but a patrol from Black Stone Town heading towards him.

Seeing their stormy expressions, a feeling of dread suddenly welled up in his heart.

The heavy boots tread on the floor, marching directly towards Wu Heng.

After a brisk scan with serious eyes, they said, "Wu Heng, Necromancer, you killed a bounty fugitive last night."

"Yes," Wu Heng responded.

"Then come with us."

With that, two guards stepped forward from behind, ready to grab his arm and forcefully take him away.