Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 117: Seriously Lacking in Masterly Demeanor

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Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Seriously Lacking in Masterly Demeanor

A knife-wielding hostage situation at the high-speed rail station is no trivial matter.

It’s a transportation hub, interconnected, with huge crowds, and such an incident would definitely cause panic.

The circumstances are notably severe.

In the end, the police briefly revealed some information.

This criminal not only took hostages with a knife but is also a human trafficker and has killed before.

He had been on the run since a human trafficking case was broken, constantly pursued.

He entered the high-speed rail station intending to use a fake ID to escape to the border, but was first discovered by the trailing police, and out of desperation, he entered a fast-food restaurant to take hostages.

Anyway, he definitely couldn’t escape, and his thinking at the time should have been to take down as many people as possible before dying.

Ironically, instead of taking anyone down, he met a girl who could fight, who wasn’t even afraid of his knife.

Thea Shaw felt a sense of familiarity when she first saw his knife scar, and immediately knew who he was when the police mentioned the human trafficking case.

Whoa, could it be that incident with the little celebrity Dylan Graham?

This thing is a bit frightening, and as the person involved, Thea Shaw asked the police not to call her family to prevent them from worrying.

After completing the records, she waited with the agent she knew until he finished psychological counseling, and they left the police station together.

Marcus Lynch is just an ordinary resident, having braved the elements, never faced such a thing directly, his mood like a roller coaster, finally soothing under the comfort of a psychological expert.

As they went out, Thea Shaw remarked, "Now, do you believe me?"

Marcus Lynch, feeling somewhat collapsed: "Nonsense, I don’t believe you, you were just a cat that met a dead rat back there."

How can you just talk about it and meet a knife-wielding threat?

If the criminal hadn’t been locked up, Marcus Lynch would suspect he and Thea Shaw were in cahoots.

"Tsk," Thea Shaw sighed, "You’re the type who doesn’t cry until you see the coffin; you should be grateful you met me today, otherwise that person could have gone berserk and started hacking people inside the store, and you could have been among them, who would you cry to then?"

Marcus Lynch didn’t believe it: "If it weren’t for seeing you at the time, I wouldn’t have entered that fast-food restaurant, I wouldn’t have encountered this!"

Thea Shaw: "That’s the price you pay for being lured by beauty!"

Marcus Lynch: "..."

Marcus Lynch’s idolized view of Thea Shaw is now completely shattered.

Seriously, from outward appearances, you couldn’t tell Thea Shaw also had a rogue’s aura of being a part-time charlatan.

Marcus Lynch waved his hand: "Who pursues someone to engage in feudal superstition, give me a break."

Thea Shaw momentarily wanted to pointlessly light a cigarette: "If it weren’t for business, would I be like this? Do you know Dylan Graham?"

"Dylan Graham?" Marcus Lynch wondered why Thea Shaw brought up this name: "Isn’t he one of the little idols recently on a talent show?"

His artists are all actors, having little in common with talent show participants, and though he rarely pays attention to this area, he follows trending topics on Weibo and wouldn’t be surprised to sometimes see Dylan Graham.

"Exactly!"

Thea Shaw continued, "If you don’t believe me, you can ask him, see if he recently escaped a disaster thanks to a master’s guidance—and it’s related to today’s criminal. But don’t tell him you met me when you ask; I plan to keep my online and offline businesses separate."

Marcus Lynch: "..."

This behavior of insisting people believe you really lacks the demeanor of a master.

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