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Chapter 118 Langdon must be working very hard every day.
Chapter 119 Langdon must have a very hard day. (Seriously)
However, just as Jaeger came up with this way to take the real trophy, he rejected the idea on his own.
Yes, he could indeed replace the trophy this way, but the problem is—
If Louise doesn't discover the trophy has been replaced, won't the person behind it also be kept in the dark?
The situation might have been worse than it is now, with Louise holding a fake trophy and still being attacked.
"————" Jaeger was caught in a dilemma.
As expected, things weren't that simple; we needed to think of another way.
Just then, Jaeger overheard Louise and Clark talking nearby.
Louise crossed her arms: "Never mind, it's getting late. Let's discuss this again tomorrow. Let's go back first."
"But—" Clark pointed out the problem, "the real culprit who wants to kill you hasn't been caught yet. Isn't it dangerous for you to go back like this?"
"What if the other party takes advantage of your way back, or after you get back?" Clark asked worriedly.
Louise looked thoughtful upon hearing this: "I must say, for a small-town boy, this is quite a clever move."
"That's a lot of progress, Kent."
"?" Raja was initially confused, then nearly dropped her glasses in the instant she realized what she meant. "I'm not that kind of person—"
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore, boy." Louise became serious, patted Clark on the shoulder, "You're right, then please take me home."
Clark breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, I've got it covered."
Upon hearing this, Jaeger narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
A few minutes later, in Louise's car.
Just to clarify beforehand, although Clark drove Louise home, Louise was actually the one driving.
After all, this is Louise's car.
You might ask, doesn't Clark have a car?
What?! ————A bicycle is a vehicle too!
Clark, who rides his bicycle to work every day and sometimes almost breaks the pedals by pedaling at super speed to avoid being late, said this.
But the real problem isn't here, it's—
With a "click," the car door was suddenly pulled open.
A very familiar-looking person walked into the car quite naturally, sat in the back seat, closed the back door, and then looked up—
He and Clark, who was looking in the rearview mirror, made eye contact.
Clark: "————"
No, wait?
Why did Langdon get into the car so smoothly?
Given Langdon's financial status, it's unlikely that a limousine would suddenly appear as soon as the dinner ended, followed by a bald, stern-looking butler stepping out, bowing, and opening the car door to welcome Langdon into his vehicle.
Well, Clark admits that he's been poisoned by so many strange rumors lately while writing a report about a well-known billionaire being investigated by the IRS, that he's started to have some weird associations with rich people.
Getting back to the main point, why did he get in the car?
"On the way back," Langdon said, looking at Louise, unusually speaking in a long sentence, "there might be danger."
"So that's what you were worried about?" Clark suddenly realized, and at the same time felt inexplicably relieved.
Sure enough, time brought Langdon some—well, strange changes.
But at least their heart, which is considerate of others, hasn't changed—I think.
But would Louise agree? Clark looked at Louise.
Louise didn't refuse: "You're so thoughtful, Parrels."
"But just now, your subordinate contacted me through the organizer, saying that the person responsible for picking you up had an accident on the way and asked me to help take you back to the hotel."
"I'm fine, it's just that you've had to go through this."
As Louise said this, she glanced at Clark beside her.
"Stay in the car with Kent, Parrels."
Clark: "————"
"What have you misunderstood, Louise?" Clark said desperately. "I really didn't do anything, and Langdon's current personality has nothing to do with me—"
His so-called social anxiety is just an act!
But he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only look to Langdon for help under Louise's self-satisfying gaze, as if to say, "You're actually shirking your responsibility."
To his surprise, the guy had actually leaned against the car window and started to doze off.
"Don't disturb him." Louise pulled Clark back to his seat, who suspected Langdon was pretending to be asleep to avoid the topic, and whispered, "Although Parrels has a special personality, he is, after all, the chairman of the Parrels Group. Running such a large group must be very tiring every day."
"This is a rare opportunity; let him get some rest."
Upon hearing this, Clark sighed: "—That's true."
What Louise and Clark didn't know was that Langdon, whom they described as "tired every day and currently asleep in the car," was...
At this moment, I am just pretending to be asleep, communicating with the toxic fog in my brain.
"If someone can be killed at a dinner party, something could happen on the way home," Jaeger said. "Louise's car was parked the whole time."
In a parking lot, if someone wanted to tamper with the system, it would be quite easy to kill someone by faking a car accident or similar incident.
"While we can't be certain yet that the trophy is the key," Jaeger pondered, "we can think about it from a different angle."
"If we can't be sure if there's something wrong with the trophy, then we'll try to get the people behind it out and determine that from their reactions."
"So—" Jaeger instructed the poison fog, "you should first disperse some fog and check if this car has been tampered with."
"If there are any problems, that's fine too."
"As long as Clark can protect Louise, I can take advantage of the attention the people behind the scenes are paying to this situation, and leave with the trophy in a suitable way."
"Let them know that the trophy is now in my hands."
"I originally intended to switch the trophies privately, but if I did that, the people behind the scenes might not realize that the real trophy is no longer in Louise's hands."
"But if it's done this way—anyone who's been paying attention here will realize that."
The poisonous fog suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."
"Of course, if everything goes smoothly and nothing goes wrong," Jaeger pondered, "the person behind it all might be planning to make their move elsewhere—"
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time and go check the car, the poisonous fog."
"Received." The poisonous fog immediately dispersed a bit, separating from Jaeger's body and quietly merging into the surrounding air.
Soon, the poisonous fog brought back the news.
"Landon, there's something really wrong!" Poison Mist said. "Someone's installed a strange mechanical device in the back of the car!"
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