Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 497 A critical moment

"Director, the representatives of Treasure Storage and Transportation have arrived in Kangben. I have sent someone to arrange a preliminary inspection. They have been asking me when you are free for a face-to-face meeting and negotiation."

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me these days?"

The person on the other end of the line hesitated for a moment, then continued.

"Director, Baozang Storage and Transportation occupies 8.52% of the logistics market share in Yenan. He is very important to the construction of our economic development zone. We must not miss him."

Wallis pinched the wine glass, and the mechanical fingers exerted a little force, and snowflake-shaped cracks appeared on the wall of the glass.

He drank the whole bottle and took a deep breath. "I understand. We'll talk at the development zone at 3 pm tomorrow. Ask someone to make arrangements and don't lose the courtesy of our clan."

"Roger that!"

Wallis hung up the phone, deliberately not letting the enzyme glands in his body work, and let the alcohol gradually creep in. Although he was just promoted three years ago, he was after all a serious second ring [Transcendence], and his physiological functions far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Even if one intentionally relaxes physical restrictions, the alcohol one drinks must be specially made in order to actually feel some intoxication.

There is no feeling of comfort at all.

Wallis held his head, the alcohol flowing down his throat to his limbs, but it did not bring any relief. Instead, it made his irritability even worse, climbing up his back in the heat.

The words of the deputy director of the overseas operations department of [Time Pass] have been lingering in my mind these days, like a man-eating ghost, with no sign of dissipating, but instead becoming more and more intense.

Am I struck by the psychic power of consensus?

No, it's not.

Wallis knew this.

Just as the other party was ready to turn hostile at any time, he also wanted to find the right time to abandon the other party, or even take it as a credit. This is not an unrealistic delusion. Perhaps most people would assume the guilt is innocent, and their resume would be stained with an indelible stain.

But his father was the "Great Guardian" and he had the power to clear his name and even change from "collaborating with hostile forces" to "playing hypocritical and waiting for an opportunity to act". Of course, even so, this move would definitely bring a series of troubles, but compared to the worst outcome, this was already good enough.

For this reason, Wallis made some countermeasures, but now it seems that among these preparations, only the mental protection was successful.

Wallis thought irritably.

After each meeting with the other party, he would go through a whole set of memory comparison, personality anchoring and other processes to ensure that he had not deviated.

The annoyance of the moment.
——Is the assessed exposure risk too high?
——Compared to the border inspection, the more critical core reason is the person who holds this position, is it that Song Shi?
With a crack, Wallis looked down suddenly and found that he had unknowingly used too much force with his knuckles and crushed the wine glass into pieces, with the glass shards soaking his entire hand.

".I can't let myself get distracted."

Wallis's expression changed for a moment, and he pulled off the coffee table cloth, wiping the glass shards off his right hand while muttering to himself.

"We have already cleaned up our mess. If we continue to have people carry out the cleanup, it will only attract attention. We must calm down first." Wallis suppressed his irritation and thought about the situation. "There is no need to worry about the time sequence for the time being. They have no motive to report me. After all, they still need me as a collaborator."

In other words, the key point still lies in the patrol inspector, Song Shi.

——As long as he doesn't notice anything and takes the initiative, he will be safe.

Probably not.

Who could have thought that the offspring of a great guardian would actually be in collusion with a giant corporation? It wasn't a question of whether it was possible, but rather a question of why the idea would not have occurred in the first place.

Moreover, according to the previous experience of this border inspector, he did not stay in each place for a long time, and the longest time was no more than one month. With such a short time, he would not be able to detect any abnormality. As long as he waited for him to leave, with his own power, he would have enough room to advance or retreat.

Ding—the sound of an elevator came from afar.

Possessing the psychic power of the second ring [Transcendence] and high-end prosthesis, Wallis had extremely sharp hearing. He heard the friction of the cable sliding up the elevator and the low breathing. Someone was coming.

This is my private residence, who can come here without notice?

Wallis was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

The one coming is——

"Father?!"

The wooden door of the room was closed, but a soothing air current suddenly rose from the gap, and in the blink of an eye, the air current flowed rapidly, just like a sunny day over the sea that suddenly turned into a rainstorm, and rushed in with the momentum of a tsunami!

Heavy footsteps came from afar.

Wallis stared at the wooden door. There was a majestic power rising up. Even if one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, it made people tremble and find it difficult to breathe.

The footsteps stopped behind the door.

I can't breathe.
There was deathly silence until one moment the door opened.

The raging winds like tsunamis dissipated at this moment, and the clear sky returned to the sea again.

Wallis was breathing heavily, not even bothering to wipe the sweat off his face. His pupils reflected the figure standing at the door.

The middle-aged man was not tall, but just standing there, he was like the eye of a storm, with a solemnity that could not be ignored.

"idiot."

Then the man uttered a word.

".Father?"

Wallis said subconsciously.

"I shouldn't have tolerated you after your mother's death. You ended up making a big mistake." Otoro stepped forward and said, "Idiot! Hopeless! You can deal with those company people and do business. With me here, you can try all these. No problem - but how dare you really do something treasonous!"

"I didn't commit treason!" Wallis raised his voice, then suddenly realized something and said in disbelief, "You, knew it a long time ago?"

Otoro was still moving forward, and Wallis involuntarily began to retreat step by step.

"Can you hide it?" Ottoro said in a voice as cold as iron: "If you hadn't committed treason, why would the border inspectors start investigating you?!"

Wallis felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He said in disbelief: "Wait, I didn't receive any message."

"Kanmoto, this is my jurisdiction!"

Wallis wanted to retreat, but Otoro rushed forward and grabbed his shoulder with a hand like an iron clamp: "I can't hide their actions, but you?"

"No, no." Wallis felt his shoulder cracking and hurting. For the first time, he felt how strong his father's hand was. It was an experience he had never had in his 27 years of life. "Since you knew it a long time ago, it was obviously you who acquiesced to all this-"

"Because I never thought about it." Ottoro's nose was almost touching Wallis's face: "My son, Ottoro Sammon, would be so confused."

(End of this chapter)