Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 832 - 540: Mechanism City [10] Someone, Please Control Nora Scott’s Love-Struck Brain [Second Update]

"Send me the location," Nora Scott accepted the overwhelming information in a second and calmly said, "Tell me the details."

The assistant sobbed, "My phone was smashed by them, I don’t know Clement Winter’s phone password."

"..."

Nora Scott raised her gaze, looking towards Marcus Shaw in the crowd.

Sensing something, Marcus Shaw turned his head to look back. Upon meeting Nora Scott’s gaze, Marcus Shaw realized—something was up.

...

While Marcus Shaw was pinpointing the assistant’s location, the assistant explained everything to Nora Scott.

They were kidnapped shortly after leaving the village.

The driver, assistant, and Clement Winter were all captured.

The three of them had their mouths covered and eyes blindfolded, kept in the car for a while until ten minutes ago when the car stopped and their communication devices were smashed, then they were thrown into the wilderness.

Under the scorching sun, surrounded by a desert, desolate, the thugs had no intention of letting them survive.

Luckily, the assistant had Clement Winter’s phone in the backpack, unnoticed by the thugs who tossed the backpack to them, which gave the assistant the chance to receive Nora Scott’s call.

"... Nora, can you help call the police?"

After explaining the situation, the assistant tearfully asked Nora Scott.

Nora Scott was now their lifeline for him and the driver.

The assistant had just graduated not long ago, younger than Clement Winter, suddenly encountering such an event, it was quite impressive that he could explain the situation clearly to Nora Scott.

"I will find someone to pick you up later," Nora Scott said flatly, "The police may not be helpful and might alert the thugs."

"But—"

Instinctively feeling more secure with the police, the assistant wanted to refute, but after reconsidering, found Nora Scott’s words quite reasonable, thus agreeing first.

He said, "Alright."

Nora Scott asked, "Did they say their purpose?"

"No, not a single word about ransom. It doesn’t seem like they came for money."

This was the assistant’s greatest concern.

If they wanted money, they could raise funds immediately, no matter how high the ransom. But fearing they weren’t after money, just Clement Winter’s life...

Then Clement Winter’s life would be miserable.

Nora Scott pondered for a moment.

At this moment, Marcus Shaw looked up from the computer and said, "Location confirmed."

Nora Scott carried the phone over, glanced at the address, quickly calculating the route, and said to the assistant, "Less than two hours to reach, stay at a noticeable place. I will find a way for Clement Winter."

"Really?!" The assistant sniffled and quickly said, "Thank you, Nora!"

After hanging up, Nora Scott’s gaze swept over everyone present.

The crowd: "..."

Ever since the assistant said "Clement Winter was kidnapped," Nora Scott had put on speaker. They heard the story clearly.

Nora Scott’s gaze made the meaning obvious.

Eli Linfield was the first to speak, "I’ll send people to investigate immediately."

Benjamin Durant: "I’ll call Steward Durant."

Nora Scott raised her eyebrows.

Then Pedro Langley spoke, "I—"

With a slight side stance, Nora Scott glanced over, with a look meaning: What’s it to you?

Pedro Langley curled his lips slightly, "I have a batch of newly developed drones here, they might come in handy."

Benjamin Durant + Eli Linfield: "... Are your drones used to broadcast the kidnapping?!"

Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott exchanged a glance, their expressions slightly easing worry, with a hint of excitement.

—The drones Pedro mentioned should not be civilian ones... right.

They were somewhat eager to operate the drones.

Nora Scott paused for a moment, understanding what Pedro Langley referred to. Though she wasn’t well-informed, she remembered Fátima’s anticipation of Pedro Langley’s latest batch of drones hitting the market, so... she wasn’t worried Pedro Langley was causing trouble.

*

Everyone did their utmost, full action.

Nora Scott also utilized her connections.

A mere car, a few kidnappers, with numerous informants deployed, their escape direction was found easily.

When the assistant and driver returned safely to the city, Nora Scott just obtained the kidnappers’ exact location.

—In a nearby town, they chose an abandoned factory.

The only problem was that the factory had a vast land area, extremely large, and inside was intricate and complex, making it challenging to pinpoint the kidnappers’ exact location. And, acting hastily might alert the kidnappers, if pushed to desperation, they might kill, which would be a lose-lose situation.

Everything must be based on "Clement Winter’s safety."

"Counting on you."

Upon receiving the factory drawings, Nora Scott immediately looked at Pedro Langley, who remained silent.

Pedro Langley responded with an "hmm."

Benjamin Durant and Eli Linfield exchanged a glance.

From the heart, they were somewhat unwilling to accept "technology involved in the Martial World." After all, it always felt somewhat incongruous.

But after all, lives were at stake, and the kidnappers’ actions were unpredictable, the most effective rescue method must be adopted.

...

Going to the neighboring town, less than two hours.

Eli Linfield gathered some manpower.

On this journey, Pedro Langley held the remote control, explaining the usage to Oliver Scott and Marcus Shaw. It seemed like a parent taking children out on a trip. Benjamin Durant and Eli Linfield were thoroughly uncomfortable watching this.

Stomachache.

"I now believe Langley isn’t one of those street guys."

Eli Linfield clutched his stomach, saying to Benjamin Durant with a conflicted expression.

"!!" Benjamin Durant gritted his teeth, "I told you, he’s just a pretty boy, a businessman, nothing to do with us."

Eli Linfield asked, "What kind of company does he run?"

Benjamin Durant scoffed, "Entertainment company."

Eli Linfield was shocked, "An entertainment company boss developing drones?"

After thinking for a moment, Benjamin Durant added disdainfully, "He also started a company called Victor Technology."

Eli Linfield: "..."

After a while.

Benjamin Durant couldn’t take it anymore and asked, "What kind of expression is that?"

Eli Linfield replied seriously, "The expression of wanting to hug a big shot’s leg."

Benjamin Durant: "..." What is your problem!

Leaning in to choke Benjamin Durant, Eli Linfield gritted his teeth, "Boy! Do you know the status of Victor Technology in their circle?! Wake up, Langley is a big shot! Unlike us who rely on family background, he relies on his own brains!"

"Are you nuts?"

Benjamin Durant pushed him away, staring bewilderedly.

Without leaving, Eli Linfield began plotting, "Is it still possible for me to establish a good relationship with him now?"

"..."

Eli Linfield continued on his own, "Let me tell you, my uncle!"

Rubbing his neck, Benjamin Durant audibly cracked it, feeling much better. He tilted his head slightly and asked, "That uncle who has devoted his life to contributing to national research, quietly unrecognized?"

"That’s him!"

"What about him?"

"Starting two years ago, every time he sees me, he’d rave about Victor Technology."

Benjamin Durant: "..." Your uncle has quite a narrow view.

Eli Linfield became more and more excited, "First impressions are so important! Now whenever I hear that name, I feel a deep respect."

Benjamin Durant remained silent, pushing Eli Linfield’s head toward the car window, trying to keep a distance from such a peculiar mind.

——I should have taken Humphrey Jennings along for this trip.

...

Ever since learning that Pedro Langley started Victor Technology, Eli Linfield’s attitude toward Pedro Langley totally flipped.

He became a complete lackey.

Even looking at the drone which had just caused him stomach pain, his eyes sparkled with stars now.

——Even though the guy had never played with drones before, it didn’t affect his blind admiration one bit.

After getting out of the car, Nora Scott noticed this too. It seemed like Eli Linfield suddenly took a fancy to Pedro Langley, triggering a honeyed sense of crisis. She pulled Benjamin Durant over, asking confusedly, "Is Eli Linfield on something?"

"Hmm."

Benjamin Durant felt utterly hopeless.

Nora Scott furrowed her brows and warned, "Keep an eye on him, make sure he stays away from my boyfriend."

Benjamin Durant: "..." Just let him rest in peace.

*

When they were a certain distance from the factory, they parked the car and then dispersed toward the factory.

Since they had previously learned there were at most two vehicles worth of people on the other side, not many people were brought from their side, including Nora Scott’s group, totaling just six or seven people.

Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott stayed in the car.

They were all equipped with wireless communication devices, making contact with Nora Scott and others without needing phones.

"This is the place."

Reaching the vicinity of the factory, Eli Linfield dusted off his hands and introduced the large factory to everyone.

"..."

Not a single person among those present even bothered to respond.

Eli Linfield scratched his head.

Now nearing midnight, they had ample rest time in the car, feeling quite energetic, but the kidnappers, having gone through a day of traveling and hassle, found it hard to stay alert continuously, probably already drowsy at this point.

Stretching her wrist, Nora Scott turned her head and asked Pedro Langley, "How will we do this?"

Used to acting solo and adapting to situations, but now with Pedro Langley’s new weapon aboard, the original plan faced some adjustments.

Pedro Langley glanced at her, "You just stay here."

"Tch."

Benjamin Durant scoffed disdainfully.

Nora Scott shot him a warning look.

"..."

Benjamin Durant felt extreme injustice.

Humphrey!

Come deal with this puppy love blinded fool!