"Send the location," Nora Scott accepted the overwhelming information in a second and calmly said, "Tell the details."
The assistant sobbed, "My phone was smashed by them, I don’t know Clent Winter’s phone password."
"..."
Nora Scott raised her gaze, looking towards Marcus Shaw in the crowd.
Sensing sothing, Marcus Shaw turned his head to look back. Upon eting Nora Scott’s gaze, Marcus Shaw realized—sothing 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 Clent 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 Clent 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 Clent Winter, suddenly encountering such an event, it was quite impressive that he could explain the situation clearly to Nora Scott.
"I will find soone 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 ca for money."
This was the assistant’s greatest concern.
If they wanted money, they could raise funds imdiately, no matter how high the ransom. But fearing they weren’t after money, just Clent Winter’s life...
Then Clent Winter’s life would be miserable.
Nora Scott pondered for a mont.
At this mont, Marcus Shaw looked up from the computer and said, "Location confird."
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 Clent 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 "Clent Winter was kidnapped," Nora Scott had put on speaker. They heard the story clearly.
Nora Scott’s gaze made the aning obvious.
Eli Linfield was the first to speak, "I’ll send people to investigate imdiately."
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 aning: What’s it to you?
Pedro Langley curled his lips slightly, "I have a batch of newly developed drones here, they might co 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 excitent.
—The drones Pedro ntioned should not be civilian ones... right.
They were sowhat eager to operate the drones.
Nora Scott paused for a mont, understanding what Pedro Langley referred to. Though she wasn’t well-inford, she rembered 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 re car, a few kidnappers, with nurous 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, extrely 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 "Clent Winter’s safety."
"Counting on you."
Upon receiving the factory drawings, Nora Scott imdiately 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 sowhat unwilling to accept "technology involved in the Martial World." After all, it always felt sowhat incongruous.
But after all, lives were at stake, and the kidnappers’ actions were unpredictable, the most effective rescue thod must be adopted.
...
Going to the neighboring town, less than two hours.
Eli Linfield gathered so manpower.
On this journey, Pedro Langley held the remote control, explaining the usage to Oliver Scott and Marcus Shaw. It seed 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, "Entertainnt company."
Eli Linfield was shocked, "An entertainnt company boss developing drones?"
After thinking for a mont, 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 to establish a good relationship with him now?"
"..."
Eli Linfield continued on his own, "Let 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 ti he sees , he’d rave about Victor Technology."
Benjamin Durant: "..." Your uncle has quite a narrow view.
Eli Linfield beca more and more excited, "First impressions are so important! Now whenever I hear that na, 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 beca 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 seed 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 sothing?"
"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 ti 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 so adjustnts.
Pedro Langley glanced at her, "You just stay here."
"Tch."
Benjamin Durant scoffed disdainfully.
Nora Scott shot him a warning look.
"..."
Benjamin Durant felt extre injustice.
Humphrey!
Co deal with this puppy love blinded fool!
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