In less than two minutes, they arrived at the foot of the hill. There was no road leading up the hill, only a few stone steps. The hill was covered in lush greenery, making it easy for the gunman to hide in the woods. The most crucial point was that the two sides were more than three kilometers apart. At such a distance, no one could possibly defend against it.
Those international-level security protections usually only cover a distance of 1,500 to 2,500 meters. 2500 meters is already the limit. Snipers generally cannot exceed this distance. Even with rocket launchers, the distance is far from being reached. And those that can shoot more than 2,000 or 3,000 meters are considered heavy weapons. Needless to say, in places with such strict military control, it is impossible for private individuals to bring heavy weapons into the city.
The bodyguards parked the car at the foot of the mountain, and then the five of them hiked up the mountain. The mountain wasn't high, only about a thousand meters. It only took half an hour to walk up the stone steps from the foot of the mountain.
Zhou Xuan used his supernatural abilities to probe and search for the gunman's aura.
Of course, with only five people, they could only go up the stone steps on this side. There were four paths leading up the hill in several directions, but there was only one path facing the Tuluk Villa.
If we ask the five of them to search the mountain thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned, that would be impossible. Even a week wouldn't be enough. However, Zhou Xuan could examine the parallelism between this side and the villa's direction and the bullet hole. After the bullet passed through the glass window, the hole in the wall was slightly lower than the hole in the glass window. This indicates that the location on the mountain is slightly higher than the height of the villa's window, but not too high. If it were too high, the bullet would be lower after entering the house.
Looking back from this angle, Zhou Xuan estimated the assassin's position on the hill, which was about sixty meters up from the foot of the hill, since the foot of the hill was much lower than the villa and not level with it.
When they reached the sixty-meter mark on the mountain path, Zhou Xuan stopped, and the others naturally stopped as well. Yi Xin was pale, her body trembling slightly, and she was a little scared, so she hid behind Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu.
As Zhou Xuan walked down the stone steps, he looked at the villa. The height was just right. Then he found a spot facing the villa's glass windows.
After walking about a hundred meters to the left through the grove, Zhou Xuan chose a spot and stopped the others from following. It wasn't that he was afraid of any danger; Zhou Xuan was afraid that they would destroy the traces of the crime scene and dilute the atmosphere of the footage.
However, his gesture of blocking the way startled the two bodyguards and Yi Xin, who quickly found hiding places behind tree trunks and looked around.
Zhou Xuan smiled faintly and said, "Alright, you can stay here."
Seeing Zhou Xuan's expression, Wei Xiaoyu knew that there was definitely no danger here. Besides, common sense tells us that after a sniper mission succeeds or fails, they will leave the spot and put in even more effort to prepare for the next sniping mission. Therefore, snipers are one of the most frightening people. After doing a lot of reconnaissance and preparation, they almost always hit the target with one shot, giving you no chance.
Tuluk was indeed lucky. Although Zhou Xuan couldn't detect things several kilometers away, his ability would alert him to danger, giving him a few seconds' warning before the danger arrived. That's why Tuluk was fortunate enough to escape this ordeal.
Zhou Xuan's special ability couldn't detect anything. He could only estimate the approximate location by comparing the position of the gunshot wound on the opposite villa with the horizontal line on this side, and then carefully search that area.
Zhou Xuan stopped in front of a patch of grass, looked at it for a while, and then squatted down and gently parted the grass in front of him.
Two small marks, about twenty centimeters apart, were visible in the grass.
These were marks left by the bipod of a sniper rifle. Zhou Xuan immediately activated his supernatural ability again, channeling the energy to its maximum, and probed this spot. However, the image he received in his mind was just a cloud of white mist. This cloud of mist looked like a human figure, but he couldn't make out the human image.
This person does indeed possess special abilities, but Zhou Xuan cannot be certain what those abilities are. Nine bullets were fired, but not a single casing could be found at the scene. Since the bullet heads had disappeared, Zhou Xuan knew that the assassin would not have left any casings at the scene.
After staying at this location for a few minutes, Zhou Xuan's supernatural abilities could no longer detect anything else. However, although he could not detect any useful images, Zhou Xuan still felt that he had gained something. At least he was certain that this person possessed energy, and that the bullet was made of a special material that would automatically melt and disappear within a few minutes after being fired.
After hesitating for a while, Zhou Xuan finally stood up and said, "Let's go back."
Back in the villa's basement, Tuluk, clearly expectant, eagerly asked, "Mr. Zhou, any leads?"
Volume 1, Chapter 485: Superpowered Bullets
Zhou Xuan hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Tuluk, I have found a tiny clue, but it's not detailed. However, for now, this is the only way to proceed."
The two bodyguards and Yi Xin were a little confused. At the small hill, they were all watching Zhou Xuan, but there was nothing there. Zhou Xuan had just squatted down and rummaged through the grass. What clues could there be?
Zhou Xuan said in a deep voice, "This person should be around 1.87 meters tall. I think that's quite distinctive in Rabat. Although I can't be sure, it's better than having no clues. In Rabat these past few days, I've seen that the vast majority of people are Arabs, and they're generally not that tall. As long as we confirm that he's a foreigner, 1.87 meters tall, and look at his luggage, this assassin's sniper rifle is well-equipped. Even if it's disassembled and in pieces, it should still be in a fairly large box. Based on these characteristics, we can still search for him."
Tuluk frowned. Rabat is the capital of Morocco with a population of 800,000. It would be difficult to find someone there. But what Zhou Xuan said made sense. 800,000 people may seem like a lot, but compared to those major international cities, it is just a drop in the ocean. Besides, there are not many transient people in Rabat. The vast majority are Arabs. If a foreigner who is 1.87 meters tall is indeed very conspicuous.
After thinking for a moment, Tuluk ordered his men: "Contact Chief Hart immediately and write down the description of the murderer given by Mr. Zhou. You will assist the police's special agents in secretly searching major hotels and inns, but do not alert the suspect. Conduct your work under the usual pretext of a normal search."
After arranging everything, Tuluk returned to the Prince's Mansion. Ladi had prepared five vehicles, including a motorhome. Zhou Xuan inspected them and then pointed to the black Mercedes at the front, saying, "Mr. Tuluk, please get in the first vehicle. Lower the curtains in the other vehicles."
Tuluk immediately understood Zhou Xuan's meaning and agreed wholeheartedly. Zhou Xuan had deliberately arranged it this way to create a diversion. Usually, those lying in ambush wouldn't intercept the first vehicle. It's like wildebeest and zebras crossing a river; the first one to enter the water will cross safely, while the rest of the group waits for the first one to cross before setting off. However, the crocodile massacre begins.
Tuluk was very cautious. After seeing Zhou Xuan's strength, he became less concerned about protecting his other subordinates and let Zhou Xuan ride with him in the first car. Wei Xiaoyu naturally wanted to ride with Zhou Xuan as well. The three of them didn't feel cramped in the back seat of the Mercedes.
However, they encountered no danger on the way back to the Prince's Mansion and returned smoothly.
The Prince's Mansion in Tuluk was far superior to the villa that had been attacked; it was practically a castle. It would be impossible to carry out a sniping operation there.
Because the Prince's mansion is surrounded by castle-like buildings and guarded by a large number of bodyguards, while Tuluk's own residence is in the center, like a circle, with one circle after another surrounding it, and the innermost layer is where he lives. Even armor-piercing bullets cannot penetrate that deep.
Many people were astonished to see Prince Tuluk personally lead Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu to the inner courtyard and arrange rooms for them there.
Tuluk had never allowed outsiders to live in the inner quarters of the house. Apart from his family, Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu were the first people to move in.
Zhou Xuan was not interested in the prince's family. Arabs all covered themselves up completely, and the women only showed their eyes. Zhou Xuan did not like this attire at all, but it was Arab custom, so he naturally would not comment on it. Whether he liked it or not, he kept it to himself.
Prince Tuluk arranged an extremely lavish dinner. After dinner, Zhou Xuan bid farewell to Wei Xiaoyu and returned to his room. Before he even entered the room, Wei Xiaoyu's body felt weak and hot. Zhou Xuan couldn't help but pick up her soft and fragrant body and kiss her as he carried her back to the room.
Young people, full of vigor and vitality, only regret that they don't have enough time to spend together. When they are tender with each other, they don't care about Tuluk at all.
However, after the passion subsided, Zhou Xuan suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his mind. He didn't know why, but his heart clenched painfully, and he just didn't know why.
Wei Xiaoyu was sleeping soundly with him in her arms. Her earlier wanton behavior had left her exhausted. Her body was already very strong, but it was still far from being able to compare with Zhou Xuan's ability to recover.
Zhou Xuan was wide awake. The slight heartache he had just experienced seemed to linger in his memory, but even with the pain in his mind, he couldn't recall anything. He didn't know why, but looking at Wei Xiaoyu's stunningly beautiful face, Zhou Xuan was certain that he loved her, so why did his heart still ache?
Unable to understand, Zhou Xuan tried to dismiss the thought. Why bother himself if he couldn't figure it out? He should think about the assassin who tried to kill Prince Tuluk.
This person's energy was far different from his own, but he couldn't figure out what kind of ability it was. The only difference was that the residual molecular energy was different from his own. The image he got was a human-shaped white mist, but he was just a little bit short of actually seeing the white mist form a human face.
Then I thought of the assassin's bullet. That bullet contained energy, and a bullet with that energy would indeed be much sharper and stronger; otherwise, it wouldn't be able to penetrate a reinforced concrete wall.
However, it's not easy to think of something that has energy but can disappear within a few minutes after being released. As Zhou Xuan thought about it, he wondered if his superpower had such an ability.
The energy of the sun's flames can melt everything, but it probably still can't inject energy into an object that has left its own body, right? What kind of energy can be injected into a physical entity and still exist after leaving its own body?
Just like when the assassin's bullet was fired, Zhou Xuan detected the energy contained within it. What about his own energy?
Zhou Xuan suddenly realized that his ice energy ability could condense into a solid form. The extremely high temperature of the sun's flames could not condense it, only melt it, but the extremely low temperature of the ice energy ability could freeze other objects into solid ice. Of course, after the solid ice melts, the solid object inside still exists, but what if it were liquid?
Upon thinking of this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but feel overjoyed and almost jumped up.