21, Not In the Record

John felt a surge of danger in his mind, and his Fetal Breath enhanced his intuition. He was breathing with every cell in his body, and he had a strong hunch: "This guy is not right, something is off about him."

"Hi there." The wealthy lady in sunglasses had a keen eye, and she noticed that this young man was exceptional. She didn't mind his approach and smiled back: "Are you here to admire the art?"

"What's your name, beautiful?" The young man flashed a charming smile that could melt any girl's heart. John had never seen such a handsome man before.

"He's so good-looking." Mona whispered to herself, then realized that John looked uneasy: "What's wrong, John?"

"Nothing! Let's just look around." John said casually, pretending to be interested in the luxury items. He dragged Mona along and kept his senses alert to the conversation between the young man and the wealthy lady.

"I'm Nancy." Nancy offered her hand and shook hands with the handsome man: "And you are?"

"You can call me Marvin." The handsome man said, "How about we go for some tea, Nancy?"

"Sure." Nancy gestured to the bodyguards beside her: "You can go ahead, I'll drive home later."

"Miss…" The two bodyguards looked uncertain. But then the handsome young man gave them a brief glance, and they nodded quickly: "Take care, Miss."

Whoosh!

John felt a chill run down his spine.

He sensed a fierce and predatory aura from the handsome young man's glance, which made him feel extremely threatened and his heart skipped a beat.

He wouldn't have felt this way if it was someone else, but he had been training for a long time, and his mental alertness was stronger and more acute than those who had reached "1" in vitality.

Nancy agreed to the stranger's invitation so easily, and even dismissed her bodyguards, which was also odd.

"Could it be…" A thought flashed in John's mind: "Is this guy the criminal? I heard that the criminal is a hypnotist, and he hypnotized the two bodyguards. And Nancy too? But this guy doesn't look like a criminal at all. Did the criminal change his face or use makeup?"

It was not rare for a person with high cultivation to alter their facial muscles temporarily, along with some makeup, and transform into someone else in a matter of seconds.

Especially the fear that almost choked John's breath, this guy was definitely evil.

He had a strong suspicion that this guy was the elusive criminal who had disguised himself flawlessly, which explained why he hadn't been caught yet.

"Mona, let's get out of here."

John whispered urgently and dragged Mona out of the boutique.

"What did you see?" Mona Lynn was confused, but she followed him. She had learned in the past three days that John was very composed and had a high level of spiritual cultivation. He was better than many students in the university.

The average vitality of ordinary college students was 0.7-0.8, which was the peak of modern people.

But John's vitality was almost 0.9, surpassing many college students.

"I think I spotted the criminal, it's that guy." John said: "Don't look at him! His spiritual cultivation is very powerful, he can sense any gaze. I'm no match for him. Just stay calm and call the headquarters. I think he's planning to do something to that wealthy woman."

"Really?" Mona looked doubtful. She had a crush on that handsome young man.

"Trust me! My spiritual cultivation has allowed me to enter Deep Sleep at will." John made up an excuse.

"What? You are amazing!" Mona exclaimed and stared at John in awe: "There are very few college students who can reach the second stage of Deep Sleep."

"Come on, Mona! You call the headquarters and report the situation. I'll keep an eye on that guy. I can hide my mind and spirit so he doesn't notice me. This guy is extremely dangerous. We'll be in trouble if he attacks us." John started to make a plan.

"Okay!"

Mona followed John's instructions.

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Dingding…

A sound came from the optical brain of the serious crime team of the police department, and a policeman jumped up: "We have a target."

"Really?" The middle-aged police officer walked over skeptically, "These students found him? Don't make a fool of yourself by mistaking someone. Connect to the surveillance video over there, and let me talk to them."

"Yes sir!"

A three-dimensional video was displayed, showing everything in the boutique, and the handsome young man's hologram appeared in the center of the large office of the crime team.

The police department could access the surveillance devices anywhere in the city at any time.

"John, Mona, are you sure this guy is the criminal?" A voice came from John's earpiece: "He doesn't look like him at all."

"Trust me. The lady named Nancy is a rich woman. She met the guy for the first time and dismissed her bodyguards. The bodyguards didn't want to leave, but the guy looked at them and they left right away." John explained quickly: "My spiritual cultivation tells me that this guy is very dangerous."

"Really?" The middle-aged police officer commanded: "Check the database."

"Yes sir!"

With the speed of optical brain computation, all the information could be retrieved within five seconds: "Sir, the wealthy woman is Nancy Field, and she is the heiress of the Field family! The Field family runs real estate, supermarkets, clothing, and other businesses. They are billionaires! The young man's appearance is not in the record, so we can't identify him."

"Not in the record?" The middle-aged police officer slammed his fist on the desk with excitement on his face: "That's a strong clue."