Chapter 2: Right Next to the Pursuit Bureau?
"The district selection has been completed. Official personnel will now escort all participants to their designated locations."
"You will participate in the game as [fugitives]. Five minutes after the game begins, the program team will provide your initial locations to the Pursuit Team."
"So when the game starts, escape as quickly as possible."
"During this time, the [Sky Eye System] will livestream your every move. Of course, the livestream content will not be disclosed to the Pursuit Team."
"Finally, good luck."
The Sky Eye System is a unique surveillance network in this world, composed of satellites in the sky and ground-based monitoring networks.
Unlike the surveillance systems of the past, this one is more advanced and comprehensive, covering almost every inhabited place in the world.
Because of this, crime suppression has become extremely efficient. Whether it's a violent robbery or petty theft, authorities can quickly detect it and dispatch professionals to apprehend the culprits.
Meanwhile, Chen Feng and the others were soon taken to their assigned locations.
However, their faces were still covered with black blindfolds.
"The game officially begins. All participants, please remove your blindfolds."
As the voice from the room's speaker announced, the game officially commenced, and ten livestreams—including Chen Feng's—were simultaneously launched.
"Finally! I've been waiting forever. Let me see where Yaoyao is."
"Wait, what's going on? Is the program team playing games? Out of the ten participants, six were sent to the outskirts. Isn't that unfair to those in the city?"
"Hahaha, forget fairness! Guess what I just found? There's one unlucky guy whose starting point is in the resort hotel right across the street from the Pursuit Bureau!"
"Seriously? I gotta check that out!"
"Same here!"
...
At the same time, Chen Feng also realized his awkward position—yes, he was that unlucky guy whose starting location was directly opposite the Pursuit Bureau.
However, he didn’t seem particularly anxious. Instead, he sat leisurely on the sofa, sipping the coffee prepared by the program team.
Inside, he was communicating with his system:
[Ding. Detected that the host has officially entered the game. System mission issued:]
[Mission 1: Escape pursuit under the watchful eyes of the audience.
Reward: Kaito Kid Card fusion progress 1%~5% (distributed based on mission completion).]
[Mission 2: Increase livestream viewership to 100,000. Current popularity: 9,832.
Reward: Skill Upgrade Card ×1.]
"Escape pursuit under everyone's watch? That sounds... a little audacious." Chen Feng smirked, his expression carrying a hint of intrigue.
After glancing at the hotel layout map provided by the program team, he had already made up his mind.
Kaito Kid never did things quietly!
The viewers in his livestream had no idea what Chen Feng was thinking. All they saw was him sitting calmly on the sofa, drinking coffee as if he had already given up.
"Wait, is this guy frozen in fear? The five minutes are almost up—the Pursuit Team is about to get his location, and he's still not running?"
"I think he’s just accepted his fate. Can’t blame him, though. With only five minutes and starting right across from the Pursuit Bureau, who could escape?"
"Ugh, what a shame. Such a handsome guy, but he’s gonna get caught so fast."
...
Just as everyone in the livestream assumed he would surrender, Chen Feng finally moved!
Still unhurried, he set down his coffee cup, stood up from the sofa, and walked out of the room. He entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.
At the same time, the sound of police sirens echoed outside the hotel.
The Pursuit Team had arrived!
"Wait, why is he going to the rooftop? Is he planning to jump? Shouldn’t he be heading to the first floor to escape?"
"Are you dumb? The Pursuit Team is already here. Going to the first floor now would be walking right into their hands!"
"Didn’t you see the hotel layout earlier? The rooftop is an open-air bar! There’s a crowd there—he’s probably planning to blend in and hide among them."
"Doesn’t seem very effective. The Pursuit Team isn’t stupid. If they block the exits, they can just search one by one. At best, he’s just delaying the inevitable."
...
While the discussion continued, Chen Feng had already taken the elevator to the rooftop.
Night had fallen, and the starry sky illuminated the dancing crowd below. The glow of lights intertwined with the starlight, while music and voices merged into a lively atmosphere.
"Hello, beautiful lady. Could you buy me a drink?"
At the bar counter, Zhou Wanning, holding a glass of wine, stared blankly at Chen Feng, momentarily stunned.
After a long pause, she suddenly burst into laughter. "Little brother, I’ve been sitting here for a while now. Plenty of guys have asked me to dance or offered to buy me drinks, but you’re the first one who asked me to buy you one."
Zhou Wanning chuckled as she looked Chen Feng up and down.
Hmm, not bad-looking—just a bit too young. Still a little kid.
Chen Feng smiled faintly. "There’s a first time for everything. Maybe... the drink in your hand is willing?"
As he spoke, he lightly tapped Zhou Wanning’s wine glass.
"Huh?" She didn’t understand at first.
Chen Feng didn’t explain. Instead, he said with a smile, "Ask it yourself, and you’ll know."
"Are you going to perform a magic trick for me?" Zhou Wanning seemed to catch on.
Chen Feng remained silent, still smiling.
"Alright, fine. I’ll humor you this once." Zhou Wanning placed her glass on the counter, suppressing a laugh as she addressed the drink. "Well? Are you willing to let him have a sip?"
After speaking, she turned to Chen Feng with playful curiosity, as if asking, "I’ve asked. Now what?"
But before Chen Feng could respond, gasps erupted around them.
"Whoa! Is this magic?"
"What... what’s happening?"
Zhou Wanning turned in confusion and saw that the straw in her glass was now standing upright in the center.
The pale red wine seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, rising through the straw before spraying out like a fountain, scattering in the air like raindrops before landing on the counter.
Soon, the glass was empty—only the word "Willing" remained, written in wine on the countertop.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Applause broke out around them, with many onlookers staring in amazement.
"So this is how you flirt? Learned something new today," someone nearby remarked.
Given Zhou Wanning’s striking figure and stunning looks, many had tried to hit on her at the bar—all unsuccessfully.
Just when they thought no one would succeed tonight, Chen Feng pulled off this trick.
They couldn’t help but marvel—there’s always someone better, and even flirting requires skill!
"How did you do that?"
Zhou Wanning gazed at Chen Feng with delighted surprise, her beautiful eyes brimming with curiosity.
Once again, Chen Feng didn’t answer her question. Instead, he raised a finger and held it just two centimeters from her lips, as if to stop her from pressing further.
"Lovely Miss Zhou Wanning, remember this—never ask a magician to reveal the secrets behind his magic."
Hearing this, Zhou Wanning had no choice but to relent, though a second question quickly followed: "How did you know my name?"
Chen Feng responded with a mysterious smile, as if silently reminding her of what he’d just said.
"Fine." Though unsatisfied, Zhou Wanning didn’t push further.
Snap!
Chen Feng raised his right hand in front of her, clicking his fingers with a sharp flick of his thumb and middle finger.
In the next instant, a blue rose materialized in his palm.
"May I have the honor of inviting you for a dance?"
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