novelraw Chapter 375 - 203: Born a Genius
Chapter 375 - 203: Born a Genius
Lydia was both amused and exasperated, "Dad, why are you using Christopher as a bet when you’re gambling with others? Since when have you been so ’familiar’ with him?"Ian, cornered by Lydia, could only scratch his nose and ’sell out’ little Arthur.
He chuckled, "You think it’s a good idea too, right? Thanks to our naturally clever little Arthur! He came up with the idea!"
Lydia: "!!!"
"It was Arthur?! Why would he help you come up with a plan to prank his dad?" Lydia was very curious because she knew although her son was only three, he had been ’trained’ by his dad to be very obedient...
"Well... maybe because your husband tricked your son first... so your son learned by example..." Ian laughed it off and emphasized, "I really did make a promise to someone, no one but your husband can cook that kind of seafood fried rice. My friend has a very picky palate, and if it’s not your husband cooking, I doubt anyone can impress her."
Lydia, seeing Ian speaking so emphatically, nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll call Christopher. —When are you hosting?"
Ian became even more bashful, chuckling, "... How about lunch today?"
Lydia looked at her watch, damn! It was already eleven thirty!
At most, there was only half an hour to prepare!
She tugged at her mouth and said, "I can ask for you, but at this point, I really can’t guarantee it’ll work."
Ian quickly said, "Give it a try, give it a try... maybe he’ll just happen to be free?"
Even though he said that, he was beating the drums in his heart.
Seizing the moment when Lydia went to call Christopher, Ian quickly sent a message to little Arthur.
Arthur, being young, wasn’t allowed by his parents to use phones or computers yet, but they also didn’t want to isolate him from modern technology, so Ian added some instant messaging apps to his electronic toys.
Arthur was currently in his playroom taking apart a small phone with circuits.
Suddenly, he saw his little electric car da-da-da-da run up to him.
Then the car’s roof opened, and a small display screen popped up, showing Ian’s avatar, talking to him: "Arthur? It’s Grandpa!"
Arthur quickly tossed aside the disassembled phone, whispering, "Grandpa, what’s up?"
"Arthur, I used your trick. Do you think your dad will be free to make seafood fried rice today?" Ian also lowered his voice.
Arthur lay on the ground, his chubby hands holding up his chubby cheeks, and said with a smile, "Yes! He’s free! I know he’s on vacation today! But he said he’s busy playing his computer in the study!"
"That’s good... that’s good..." Ian wiped the sweat off his forehead, smiling and saying, "Later, Grandpa will bring guests over for lunch at your house. Remember to stay calm and don’t give it away, got it?"
"Got it, Grandpa. Just make sure you don’t give it away yourself..." Arthur lazily extended his little finger, spinning the small display screen on the car.
Ian remembered he had already ’laid it all out’ to Lydia and suddenly felt a bit guilty for betraying little Arthur.
He strained to smile and said, "No need for you to say it! Alright, I’m logging off now!"
He hurriedly closed his instant communication with Arthur.
The person on the small screen disappeared, retracting into the little car.
The car’s roof closed, and it automatically returned to the corner of the room.
It was as if nothing had happened just now.
Little Arthur sat up from the floor, thinking about the delicious seafood fried rice he was about to have, licking his lips.
His dad was very stingy and rarely made this fried rice for him, claiming it was bad for kids.
This time he could enjoy it again thanks to others.
But, did his Grandpa really not give him away?
Arthur’s face turned serious as he fell into thought.
...
On Lydia’s side, when she called Christopher, he was still using his computer to analyze the "double-petaled lotus" video Francis had sent him.
This route was just too precise, even if he drove, he probably could only achieve this level.
It required cooperation with various tracking equipment from above and below, and even then, there was no guarantee to lead people tracking him into the ditch.
If they could really learn this stuff and teach it to their field operatives, it could greatly enhance their self-defense capabilities and significantly reduce their casualty rates.
Lawrence Winters and Kenneth Osborne, two non-professionals, managed to rely on this system to evade professional assassins without causing additional casualties or societal burdens, and even led those two professionals to jump into the lake automatically. What if their professionals learned this system?