Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 522 - 321: Discussing the Plan and Preparing for Action
"Donate it to the National Museum."
"..."
The group fell silent.
This train of thought, one must admit, takes a unique path, quite innovative...
It’s a new direction.
Benjamin saw Pedro wasn’t at a loss for words and could indeed come up with an idea, and he was somewhat speechless.
But soon enough, Benjamin started to pick on Pedro incessantly—
"Donating it to the National Museum is great. First, it exposes our identities, and second, it lets the National Museum transfer it to Robert." He mocked, "Our request is the process of elimination, right according to your two points?"
"..."
As he said this, the atmosphere in the living room turned peculiar.
That logic does make some sense.
However, Benjamin couldn’t boast for more than a few seconds before getting a sharp look from Nora.
"Do I really need to sew your mouth shut to make you quiet?" Nora threatened coldly.
Provoking her boyfriend again and again in front of her, as if she would tolerate it?
"..."
The boastful Young Master Durant instantly chickened out, promptly shut his mouth, and looked to Humphrey for help.
Humphrey ignored him.
If your IQ is even slightly online, you’d avoid provoking Pedro recklessly.
At this moment, Pedro’s proposal of a solution proves he’s got a complete plan in mind and is somewhat confident.
—It wasn’t even said out loud before Benjamin was eager to deny it. Isn’t that just asking for trouble?
Evelyn asked, "What plan does Mr. Langley have?"
"First, donate it to the National Museum, clear destination. The sixth person would only think Virtue Retreat has an unspeakable connection with the National Museum, they’d avoid it like the plague and naturally wouldn’t dare make a move on Virtue Retreat, eliminating any future concerns."
"Second, as long as the origin of the golden cup isn’t mentioned, once it’s in the hands of the National Museum, they certainly won’t let it out again. Even if Robert knows the cup is his, he wouldn’t dare ask the National Museum for it. Would the state design a scheme for a golden cup? His means aren’t clean; he wouldn’t even dare think about such an idea."
"The problem is!" Benjamin said disapprovingly, "If you hand it over to the National Museum, won’t they question the origin of the golden cup? Then, won’t everything be revealed?"
Pedro glanced at him indifferently.
The force of Benjamin’s disapproval was abruptly suppressed.
There was an implicit sense that... this pretty face might actually come up with a win-win solution.
After a slight pause, Pedro said unhurriedly, "Didn’t say to follow official procedures of handing over."
Benjamin inhaled deeply, couldn’t hold back, and started to provoke again, "What, secretly hand it over, let the golden cup appear in the National Museum’s exhibition hall without anyone noticing?"
"Mm."
"Mm what—"
Benjamin’s words suddenly stopped.
Just as he was about to criticize Pedro, he suddenly got Pedro’s train of thought. Now, even if he wanted to reject, he couldn’t.
What if it really was silently sending the golden cup to the National Museum’s exhibition hall?
The National Museum wouldn’t know its origin, making it impossible to trace.
As long as the National Museum isn’t dull enough to publicly disclose the details of the acquisition, the sixth person would only mistakenly think it was privately handed over by Virtue Retreat to the National Museum, without considering elsewhere.
Just as Pedro mentioned earlier, once the item reaches the hands of the National Museum, as long as they refuse to give it, Robert not only couldn’t get it back; he wouldn’t even dare think about it.
"Then, how to secretly hand it over?" Miguel said, never encountering these things, only finding the situation both dangerous and exciting, "Sneak into the National Museum? Who can accomplish that—"
The voice paused.
Along with Miguel, everyone else’s gaze simultaneously turned to Evelyn.
—They have a Thief in their ranks!
Pedro’s gaze fell onto Evelyn, then confirmed the thoughts of those present—
"If you can steal quietly, you can also deliver quietly."
Understanding dawned on Henry, the outsider, who asked casually, calmly, "What if the National Museum, in righteous indignation, insists on sending it to Robert?"
"There’s no definite evidence proving there’s only one golden cup. The one appearing at the National Museum isn’t necessarily Robert’s." Pedro answered calmly, "As long as there’s no definite evidence showing it’s Robert’s, the National Museum won’t return it."
A museum can’t possibly go to great lengths to help you investigate a case.
Moreover—
Once you have something, why not keep it? 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
"And, one more thing," Nora’s eyes glimmered with a smile as she added, "If you quietly infiltrate the National Museum, deliver the item, and leave without a trace. For the National Museum, it’s a windfall but also a security crisis."
"They won’t publicly reveal this, inviting public doubt on the security measures of a vast museum."
"As long as we’ve delivered it, the matters following can remain unspoken."
With that said, Nora slightly tilted her chin, raised her eyebrows at Pedro, "Not bad."
Her boyfriend is truly impressive.
"Hmph."
Benjamin grumbled in dissatisfaction.
This pretty face really dares to think...
"The National Museum is not like the Durant household, would the risk factor be a bit high?" Miguel pondered, rubbing his chin. Though eager to try, he was somewhat worried.
He is a law-abiding good citizen.
Looking back over twenty odd years, the only rebellious act he ever committed was going against his father’s wishes to enter the esports industry...
Play games?
In the matters they’re discussing, it wouldn’t help at all!
I’ve been sitting here for a couple of hours, feeling like I’m listening to a story—a bit unreal...
"We’re not asking you to do it yourself," Benjamin raised an eyebrow at Evelyn, "right, sis?"
"The risk factor is quite high."
Evelyn thought for a moment, not overestimating her capabilities.
To silently infiltrate the National Museum without a trace... she couldn’t be sure she could succeed.
"So, a new problem arises," Nora wasn’t worried. Encountering a problem meant solving it, she spoke at an unhurried pace, "Everyone involved gets a share, let’s come up with a specific and feasible plan."
Hearing a hint of excitement in Nora’s tone, Pedro lowered his eyes to look at her, feeling a bit at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He was speechless, "You’re this enthusiastic?"
With a smile tugging at her lips, Nora confessed candidly, "It’s been a long time since I caused any trouble; I’m itching."
Since the incident at Weiel River, she’d been really behaving and hadn’t gotten into any major trouble.
To ordinary people, this kind of thing would be shocking, but to her...
It’s just a minor thing like stretching her limbs.
If Evelyn felt the risk was too high and didn’t want to make a move, she wouldn’t mind taking the action herself.
—Pedro is responsible for coming up with the plan, she could definitely carry it out.
"You don’t do it often enough?" Pedro squinted his eyes.
"Not really, my uncle—"
Before Benjamin could finish his sentence, Humphrey grabbed him by the neck and pressed his head into the pillow.
After struggling a couple of times without breaking free, he quieted down, indicating with his fingers that he’d shut up, and only then did Humphrey let him go.
"We all abide by the law," Nora remained unfazed, her eyes carrying a hint of a smile as she glanced at Humphrey, "right?"
"Mm."
Humphrey, looking like someone who’s definitely not a good person, responded with a blank expression.
Everyone present: "..." Whatever, you guys do whatever you want, as long as you’re happy.
Who would believe their claim of tracking investigations and sneaking into the National Museum with unanimous agreement?
However, everyone knew the truth, no need to expose it.
Evelyn looked at this bunch in the living room with some curiosity.
Young people nowadays...
Unbelievable.
They talk about this plan without even blinking an eye.
No one jumps out to oppose it.
On the contrary, each of them, though not obviously, is actually eager to take action.
—Even a certain film emperor is not an exception.
They really love causing trouble.
"Let me just say," Nora lightly tapped the armrest with her finger bent, her expression languid and casual, "this job needs to be done beautifully. One, leave no trace, only leave the golden cup, with no clues. Two, with so many people, don’t make it too shabby, let’s not put the golden cup in some obscure corner, right?"
"Agreed."
Evelyn was the first to express her approval.
Sneakily throwing the golden cup into a corner to be found is nowhere near as satisfying as putting it in a conspicuous place for everyone to see.
If we’re going to cause a scene, let’s make it a grand one.
Benjamin sat up with the pillow, raising his hand in agreement, "Support!"
"Mm."
Humphrey nodded slightly.
Henry and Luke didn’t object, but they remained silent.
—They were still just observers.
Pedro raised his fingers to pinch the bridge of his nose, unable to respond to their unanimous approval.
He pursued caution, with perfection as the premise, minimizing risks.
Nora pursued excitement, just looking for thrills, as long as it could be completed, regardless of risk factors.
It’s lucky he was here to keep an eye on things, otherwise, with this rowdy group, who knows how big a wave they could stir up.
Seeing no objections from anyone, Evelyn chuckled softly and said directly, "I need the National Museum’s blueprints, security process arrangements, and the specific locations of surveillance."
Pedro said, "I can get the design blueprints of the National Museum."
Henry spoke up, "I can get the security process."
With their connections in Fenton City, getting these wouldn’t be a problem.
Benjamin raised an eyebrow, "We’ll handle the surveillance locations, ensuring complete clarity."
"Actually, it’s mainly about the surveillance," Evelyn paused, frowning slightly, "even if we avoid the blind spots, the risk factor is very high."
With her skills, avoiding human eyes was no problem.
But surveillance—
one careless move, and traces would be left behind.
Returning to the Martial World, she’d put a lot of effort into dealing with Robert Durant’s surveillance. If possible, she hoped to have a tech assist.
Everyone fell silent.
Finding a tech-savvy person wasn’t a problem. But finding one of their own who was also tech-savvy—
At this moment, the study door was opened.
"I can handle the surveillance."
A calm young voice came through.
