Chapter 406: Chapter 400: Being Low-key Is The Way To Go
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Although Jim Lewis didnât come up with Finn Lewis initially, it didnât mean that if Finn got into a fight with the people inside, Jim wouldnât come up. He was just standing by the door to ensure Finn wasnât in danger.
When Charles Mason opened the door, the dark muzzle of a gun was immediately pointed at his head. Finn had known that Jim would catch up, so he hadnât bothered to chase after them. Seeing Charles point a gun at his head and retreat back into the room, Finn shrugged and commented casually, âIâd advise you against running. Theyâre not as gentle as I am. If they attack you, I donât think your arm, for example, will be of much use.â
Charles raised his hands and replied with a bitter smile, âMr. Lewis, since you came knocking, I assume youâve already investigated my real identity. You should know, I mean no harm.â
âI know you mean no harm, but you attacked me as soon as I walked in. You donât quite seem harmlessâŠâ Finn responded with a grin.
âPlease have a seat.â Finn pointed to the couch.
Charlesâs mouth twitched as he reluctantly took a seat on the sofa. He wanted to retort that this was his house, but the sight of the gun in Jimâs hand made him rethink his choices.
Finn gestured, and Jim put away his gun and retreated to the doorway. Finn shrugs, walks over to sit across from Charles, and grins, âI think we need to talk. Did you come here because of Sophia Worthington and Olivia?â
âYes and no.â Charles pondered, then lifted his head to look at Finn, and adjusted his glasses before speaking.
âOh? Do tell.â Finn asked curiously.
âAlthough my mission did involve them, itâs not entirely accurate to say I was here just for them. I could also say, I came for you.â Charles admitted.
âFor me? So youâre helping Bryski Miller to investigate me?â Finn was aware that Olivia and the others had been tasked by Bryski Miller to investigate him. Æreewebηoveâ.com
âOh no, youâve got it wrong, Mr. Lewis. That task was taken up by Olivia and her crew, not through me. And Iâm not the one carrying out the task, Iâm just acting as a middleman.â Charles quickly dismissed.
âReally? Why do I get the feeling youâre the smartest middleman in the business?â Finn squinted at Charles, though this was more of a gut feeling than anything Olivia had told him.
âIn this line of work, a good middleman has to be smart,â Charles replied nonchalantly.
âIs that so?â Finn tilted his head as he inspected Charles.
âOf course, because Mr. Lewis is no ordinary man.â Charles declared, staring hard at Finn.
âWell obviously. After all, I am the worldâs richest man.â Finn shrugged indifferently but filed away Charlesâs comment mentally, his gaze returning to Charles out of the corner of his eye.
âMr. Lewis, surely, you know thatâs not what I meant. AndâŠNaturally gifted or not, going from the bottom of society to the worldâs richest man in just six months is something very few can achieve. Actually, itâs almost impossible, no matter how talented you are.â Charles paused before speaking earnestly.
Finn narrowed his eyes as he digested Charlesâs hidden message.
There were many smart people in the world. In fact, many could see the truth of matters but often had trouble accepting it. So, they deceived themselves until they believed the lie. Charles surprised Finn with his sharp insight. This guy really was smart.
âGo on.â Finn gestured for Charles to continue, keeping his face calm.
Charles exchanged a look with Finn, trying to suppress the astonishment he felt. His eyes, however, couldnât hide his shock. The air in the room seemed to thicken in those few quiet minutes until Charles finally broke the silence. âMr. Lewis, youâre not from Earth, are you?â
Finn, who had been drinking tea, snorted, spitting out the tea in his mouth. Finn looked at Charles with a strange expression, who was also looking back at him. Finnâs reaction was exaggerated, which to Charles seemed as though he had hit the nail on the head.
âWhat do you mean?â Finn was actually surprised. He had no idea how Charles could possibly have guessed that he had extraterrestrial backing. Although Charles was wrongâFinn was definitely an Earthmanâthe fact was that Finn did have an alien backing him up. Whether there was one alien or more was unknown, but Finn knew he definitely had a connection with the alien world.
That being said, Charlesâs outburst startled Finn, but he didnât reveal his surprise. Whatever Charles had been through, it was undoubtedly minor compared to Finnâs experiences.
âItâs nothing,â Charles replied after some thought, then pulled out his phone. He searched for something and handed it to Finn. Puzzled, Finn took the phone. He was taken aback when he saw the screen, which displayed a photograph.
The scene was inside a building, likely a murder site with a corpse on the floor. Standing over the corpse were two creatures that didnât look human at all, their hands holding a strange object jabbed into the body. Their height was between 1.2 to 1.5 meters, their bodies a light blue color covered in scales, and they wore some peculiar devices that looked highly advanced. Large ears and a snout-like a pig, their nostrils clearly visible, but not as lengthy. And from the corners of their mouths, two sharp tusks protruded, giving them a fierce look. Finn took a deep breath. If Charles revealed this photo, then it wasnât just for fun.
âWhat is this? A screenshot from a sci-fi movie?â Finn looked up, attempting to keep the conversation casual. All this while, Charles had been observing Finnâs response. Initially, when Finn saw the photo, he paused for a minute, but it didnât look like he recognized the creatures in the photo.