Super Spender

Chapter 407: 401: Being Low-key Is The Way To Go – Part 2

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“This is not a screenshot. In fact, I don’t even know how it ended up on my phone. I looked at the timestamp and it seems like I took it myself, but I have absolutely no recollection of doing so. One day, I suddenly found this photo on my phone, and it was taken the day before I discovered it. However, I remember specifically that I didn’t take any photos that day. I’ve conducted every technical test possible on this photo. It has no signs of tampering, nor was it photoshopped or transmitted over. Its format, size, and resolution, among other measures, bear no difference to the other photos I took with my phone,” Charles Mason explained hastily.

“Hmm, I see.” Finn Lewis nodded, then thought for a moment and did something on his own phone, giving Olivia Thatcher a command to download all the data of this phone and the photo onto her device.

Charles Mason didn’t protest, and after a few minutes, Finn Lewis handed the phone back to him. He thought for a moment before speaking. “Mr. Mason, Miss Thatcher and Sophia Worthington are perfectly safe under my care. So you don’t need to worry about them. But I think the issue you ought to worry about is yourself. What do you suppose I should do with you now?”

Finn Lewis’ words left Charles Mason silent. After a while, he managed to steel himself and respond. “Mr. Lewis, what are your demands?”

To be honest, Finn Lewis didn’t quite know how to deal with him yet. He sensed that something was off about Charles Mason, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Olivia Thatcher’s analysis results might provide an answer.

“Nevermind, I have no demands. You can leave,” he said after a moment’s thought and waved his hand dismissively. “Or you can wait here. In a few days, I’ll arrange to move Sophia and the others out of the Flame Nation.”

Finn Lewis’ words surprised Charles Mason. It took him some time to reply, biting his lip before finally asking, “Mr. Lewis, might I have the honor of working for you?”

“Work for me?” Finn Lewis looked at Charles Mason, bewildered.

“Yes,” Charles Mason confirmed, nodding decisively.

Finn Lewis was perplexed. Why would Charles Mason suddenly want to work for him? Sensing Finn’s confusion, Charles went on, “Mr. Lewis, I speak four national languages and hold a degree from a renowned university in the Great Alliance Nation. I’m also quite adept in self-defense. Plus, I studied finance and have obtained a bachelor’s degree in the field.”

Finn Lewis was convinced Charles Mason was a bright man. “I’m not curious about that. I’m curious to know why you suddenly want to work for me,” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“I believe that working for the richest man in the world is much more reassuring than my current job,” Charles answered quickly.

“Alright, I don’t mind offering you a job. Go see this person,” Finn replied after a moment, dictating a string of numbers. It was Henry Lewis’s phone number. The specific job duties would be communicated by Olivia Thatcher to Henry Lewis, who would in turn pass them on to Charles.

“Yes,” Charles Mason nodded in compliance.

Finn Lewis didn’t plan to do anything to Charles Mason. There were no secrets of his in Charles’ hands anyway, so he didn’t care what he did. Moreover, his status was quite sensitive, so he surely wouldn’t dare mingle with the police or others of the sort.

“Also, you’d better settle your identity issue yourself. I don’t want my company to be associated with any notorious international corporate spies,” he added after a moment’s thought.

“I understand,” Charles nodded.

Only then did Finn Lewis leave Charles Mason, getting down the stairs before casually asking, “Olivia, how’s the analysis coming along?”

“According to my analysis, there is a 97% chance that the photo was taken on this phone. Considering the lens, imaging technology, and the storage location of the phone’s memory, the chance that the photo data was moved or altered is less than 0.1%,” Olivia answered.

Olivia’s response left Finn Lewis silent. If the photo was taken by this phone and it exhibited no signs of tampering or editing, then the question was: where was the scene in the photo taken? Was it a model or a real person? Olivia surely had the ability to distinguish.

“Do you have any analysis results concerning the contents of the photo?” Finn asked after pondering for a moment.

“My database isn’t sufficient to offer a reliable analysis, providing less than a 3% certainty. However, the one thing I can state with confidence is that it isn’t an Earth organism,” Olivia replied, taking Finn by surprise.

“Are you suggesting these are extraterrestrials?” he asked in shock. Are there extraterrestrials on Earth?

“Is there anything strange about that? Sir, do you consider Henry and his colleagues to be Earthlings?” Olivia replied, seeming puzzled. This response left Finn speechless. He had sort of categorized Zero as a homegrown… being? Zero may be inscrutable, but in Finn’s mind, he had subtly accepted its reality. However, the thing that had popped up just now wasn’t related to Zero!

“Zero, what the hell is that thing in the photo?” Finn asked straightforwardly.

Zero didn’t respond at all, as if it didn’t exist.

Damn it! Finn rolled his eyes. He suddenly felt Zero was a stubborn beast. If Zero didn’t wish to say anything, it could tell him directly, and that would be that! Dear God, what was going on here? Finn was familiar with Zero’s ways by now. Alright, if it won’t speak, then let it be. Zero was untouchable, anyway.

Moreover, Finn still didn’t know what kind of being Zero was! He hoped the cunning Zero didn’t have a small penis. Oops, Zero did claim it wasn’t a biological entity, though.

Damn it! May his CPU fail, his computational power suffer, and his energy supply be insufficient. Finn silently cursed Zero in his mind.