Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 518 - 318: The Mysterious Sixth Man

Without any news or assistance from the sixth man, they were like headless flies for a while, failing twice and narrowly escaping capture the last time, so they simply disbanded.

The one caught today took two brothers and headed to Sand Delta, mixed with a group of villains just like them, specializing in banditry.

A few days ago, they alarmed the snake. The two he took to Sand Delta had already sensed it and fled without a trace.

As for him, it was purely by accident that a Virtue Retreat employee bumped into him.

Since all five portraits had been shown to the employees of Virtue Retreat, today one employee was on leave and saw him, found him familiar, and wanted to ask the real reason. Unexpectedly, he mistook the employee for his contact and directly said the password for the meeting.

The employee was bewildered on the spot.

Later, he realized something was wrong and tried to run away. The employee, being a retired soldier, quickly subdued and captured him. Upon confirming his identity, they contacted Virtue Retreat and informed Benjamin Durant and Humphrey Jennings.

"Wasn’t he running to Fenton City to lay low?"

Nora Scott, cupping her chin with one hand, squinted and asked.

"No," Benjamin Durant replied, "he was here to deliver goods."

"What goods?"

"It’s quite a coincidence. Really." Benjamin Durant clicked his tongue in amazement, "It’s actually the golden cup that Robert Durant’s family lost last month."

Nora Scott was stunned, "What?"

"The golden cup that Robert Durant’s family lost last month."

Benjamin Durant repeated, baffled.

"..."

Nora Scott was momentarily speechless.

Could anything be so coincidental?

Originally a double dilemma, always on the verge of a stalemate, and then someone jumps in to connect both matters?

"Tell me in detail," Nora Scott said in a slightly serious tone, "where did the golden cup come from?"

Benjamin Durant asked suspiciously, "Wasn’t it stolen?"

Unaware of the golden cup’s background, he wasn’t concerned at all about it and didn’t inquire further.

Nora Scott didn’t say much and asked directly, "What about Jennings?"

Benjamin Durant focused on the matters of Miguel Smith and Henry Chapman because these were assigned by Nora Scott.

As for the theft of the golden cup...

He just treated it as a joke to listen to.

However, Humphrey Jennings was different from Benjamin Durant. In the inquiry process, Humphrey Jennings certainly asked the guy thoroughly about the golden cup’s origin and what transpired.

—The more reliable, the better.

Benjamin Durant turned his head and called Humphrey Jennings, "Humphrey—"

Before he could finish, Humphrey Jennings snatched the phone from him.

After a moment’s thought, Humphrey Jennings spoke, "This matter is a bit complicated."

Nora Scott made a sound of acknowledgment and then said, "I know the stolen golden cup is fake."

"..."

That simplifies things a lot.

"The thief who issued the challenge took the blame," Humphrey Jennings said, "Upon learning about the thief pre-announcing and issuing the challenge, the sixth man set his sights on the golden cup. He temporarily made a golden cup and arranged it with Robert Durant’s custodian, giving him a foolproof plan."

Humphrey Jennings paused and continued, "He found a chance before transporting it to swap the golden cup."

Indeed, it was so.

Nora Scott’s expression turned cold.

"The sixth man told him that once the golden cup was acquired, it should be delivered to Fenton City. After completing this transaction, he’d receive payment, enough for him to live richly for the rest of his life without having to live dangerously with a knife at his throat."

"Traveling by train or plane requires security checks, which increases the chances of problems, so he chose to drive himself for the past half month, constantly on the road."

"Until today, when he just arrived in Fenton City, scheduled to hand over to the sixth man, one hand giving money, the other giving the goods."

"But it got messed up by a Virtue Retreat employee by accident."

After detailing the situation, Humphrey Jennings finished speaking.

For that man, the matter got messed up, making prison time unavoidable for him. However, for Nora Scott and her team, it was like a golden opportunity falling from the sky.

After a brief pause, Nora Scott asked, "Can he contact the sixth man?"

Whether it was the affair concerning Henry Chapman or that regarding Evelyn Winter, they couldn’t untangle themselves from the "Sixth Man."

There’s a faint feeling that behind this situation, it isn’t that simple...

The "Sixth Man" might be linked to the group that fakes antiques.

"Can’t contact him," Humphrey Jennings said, "After learning the situation, I asked him to contact immediately, but the phone was already off. When the employee acted, the contact should’ve been nearby, so upon seeing him caught, they promptly severed ties, erasing all traces of contact with him."

Nora Scott furrowed her brow, "They’ve been in contact for five years; surely, he knows his name, appearance features?"

"The sixth man only met him twice, and both were five years ago, and at night, wearing sunglasses, keeping himself well hidden. Even if the sixth man stood right in front of him now, he wouldn’t recognize him."

After a pause, Humphrey Jennings said in a somewhat nuanced tone, "Also, he said the sixth man is named Marcelo Vaughn."

"...And he believed that?"

"He did."

"..."

Nora Scott nearly choked.

Humphrey Jennings said dryly, "I asked, and he dropped out of elementary school, half illiterate."

"...Okay."

Grinding her teeth, Nora Scott raised a hand to her forehead.

Originally, Henry Chapman had been listening quite calmly, but towards the end, his expression became slightly nuanced, as if he wanted to laugh, yet seemed speechless.

"Are you investigating the golden cup matter?" Humphrey Jennings asked.

Last month, when the golden cup was stolen, Nora Scott wasn’t very concerned about it and showed no interest. This time, she’s actively inquiring, possibly paying attention for unknown reasons.

"Yes." Nora Scott asked, "Is the golden cup with you now?"

"Yes."

After furrowing her brow thoughtfully, Nora Scott said, "Don’t send the guy to the police station yet; bring the golden cup over tonight."

"Okay."

Humphrey Jennings agreed immediately.

The phone call ended.

"Handle a few things first, then send to the police station." Playing with the phone with her fingers, Nora Scott leaned back, turned her head to look at Henry Chapman, and smiled, "Your pending robbery case is nearing resolution."

Henry Chapman thought for a moment and said, "There is still the sixth man."

Even if those five men were caught, Henry Chapman wouldn’t be happy.

After all—

Whose leaked the information, and who guided the event, there’s no clue.

Moreover, if his stolen antique’s whereabouts can’t be traced without catching this "Sixth Man," there likely won’t be answers.

Nora Scott said, "I’ll have someone keep an eye on it from my side unless the trail goes cold."

Five years later, having progress in this matter now is already a blessing from above.

Peering at her for a few seconds, Henry Chapman picked up the lesson plan and an onion from the coffee table and said, "Let’s continue."

"..." Her gaze swept over the pungent onion. Nora Scott’s lips twitched slightly, "Your case just had a breakthrough; you’re not appreciative and yet you’re troubling me?"

Poking the onion, Henry Chapman said slightly suspiciously, in a serious manner, "This is the best gratitude."

Teaching her to act can’t be considered "trouble," right?

Had a normal teacher faced such a "dumb" student, they’d have resigned long ago.

"..."

Nora Scott was silent for two seconds, exhaled, and then stood up.

She said, "I’ll make a call."

Her puffy eyes haven’t subsided. By evening, it might still have some traces... If she stimulates the eyes with onions one more time, how will she meet people?

Watching her fast-paced silhouette walking towards the balcony, Henry Chapman scowled lightly, annoyed at her behavior of self-abandonment.

After quite a while, unintentionally, he touched his eye with the hand that had been handling the onion, and his eye sockets turned red immediately, his pupils covered with a layer of water.

Meanwhile—

The door clicked open.

Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott entered.

"Chapman."

"Actor Chapman."

At the first sight of Henry Chapman, Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott greeted him one after the other.

But when they finished calling out, they both glimpsed Henry Chapman’s misty, suspicious eyes, and were taken aback, instinctively looking towards the balcony where Nora Scott was making a call.

Marcus Shaw: His sister, with extremely complex relationships, interfering ambiguously with many men.

Oliver Scott: His sister, lovable to everyone, captured most men’s hearts.

This is...

Bullied by his sister, or trapped by love?

The two exchanged a look, and then agreed to pretend they hadn’t seen anything, bowing their heads to quietly change shoes at the entrance.

Henry Chapman, with a wooden expression, went to the washroom to rinse his eyes.

Unaware—

Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott, both secretly sympathized with him for three seconds in their hearts.