It ended on a sour note.
At least, that was how Reyes saw it. As far as he was concerned, this drinking session had definitely ended badly.
But for Zhou Yi and Gisele, who had posed as his secretary—
"Wineglass, napkin, preliminary letter of intent..." Zhou Yi took the ultraviolet flashlight handed over by his subordinate and shone it over the items. Immediately, palm prints emerged one after another.
All of these items had been specially treated beforehand so that Reyes's palm prints would be left clearly on every surface.
"Several from each hand, left and right. Is this enough?" Zhou Yi shook the flashlight. Among the many prints, several were complete and distinct.
"Of course it's enough." Gisele looked delighted.
The next day.
"I got the palm prints." Gisele did not return to the abandoned factory until noon. She handed Tej several vacuum-sealed bags containing the items with the prints on them.
"So, these are..." Tej took the pile of things and examined them one by one. "Wineglass, napkin... What's this? A preliminary letter of intent? What did you do? Did you go talk business with Reyes?"
"No, I asked Zhou Yi for help. He went to talk business with Reyes," Gisele said, pulling out a UV lamp and shining it over the items. The palm prints appeared. "So the problem's solved... I'm a little tired. I'm going to get some rest."
"I'm guessing it wasn't that simple." Roman narrowed his eyes and walked over to Tej's side. Watching Gisele's departing figure, he whispered, "Did you notice?"
"Duh. I'm not blind. How could I miss how obviously she was having trouble walking?" Tej said irritably. "I didn't expect that guy to be so impressive."
"This impressive thing you mean... which aspect are you talking about?" Roman asked meaningfully, wearing a grin that could only be described as lecherous.
"Obviously," Tej said, raising his brows and wearing a grin much like Roman's, "that aspect..."
Gisele, who was having some difficulty moving around, returned to her room, lay down, and fell straight asleep before long.
"An absolute monster..." she murmured in her sleep.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yi, looking thoroughly refreshed, tossed a full memory card into his safe.
The previous night, someone had overestimated herself. So he had spent half his energy successfully convincing her beyond all doubt, while also obtaining a fully loaded memory card as a souvenir.
It was not that he had any particular fetish. He simply thought that he might encounter the same people in different worlds someday. When that happened, showing them those videos and photos... would definitely be interesting.
For example, he could show Wonder Woman the clip of "herself" personally saying that wearing that kind of armor was strange.
Perhaps after their relationship went a step further, they could watch some other interesting things.
"Now that they have the palm prints, they should be wrapping things up soon, right?" Zhou Yi lay on a beach chair, squinting contentedly as he began to wonder what his next world would be, what his next profession would be, and just how high the bonuses would be once his Auto Mechanic profession reached Advanced.
Time flew by.
Whether it was because of the protagonist's intelligence-lowering aura or some other reason, Toretto's people successfully got into the police station and gave the place a little renovation.
Opening that safe at the police station was naturally impossible. There was a hundred million dollars in cash inside; moving it alone would take ages.
So they planned to haul away the entire safe, pull a switcheroo on the road, transport it somewhere secure, and then split the money at their leisure.
But before carrying this out, they still needed to make a few preparations.
Although the cars Zhou Yi had provided had more than enough horsepower to drag that ten-ton-plus safe all over the place, they could not guarantee they would be able to fully control such a massive thing.
So, to avoid causing too many casualties, Zhou Yi made a suggestion.
"Control every traffic light in the entire city?" Tej shook his head. "That's very difficult. There are two ways. One is to go to the control center, but how do we maintain real-time control and get out safely? That's definitely a problem. The other is to hack the system and control it remotely, but that requires high-level hacking skills... I'm just an electrical engineer, not a hacker. We don't have anyone here who does that."
"Don't worry. If I couldn't do it, I wouldn't have brought it up." Standing on the cruise ship's deck, Zhou Yi watched the sunset on the distant horizon. "Leave it to me. Hacking a traffic control center is easy enough."
With nothing better to do, Zhou Yi recalled the destruction Toretto and the others would cause during their operation and called Toretto to propose the idea.
Although the movie did not show any innocent bystanders getting taken out, Zhou Yi could easily imagine the enormous casualties such an operation might cause.
Plan the route, then control the traffic lights. That would not only make the operation go more smoothly, but also keep innocent civilians from getting dragged into it. What could be better?
"If that's the case, then that share of the money is yours by right," Toretto said. "I know you don't need the money, but there still need to be rules."
"Yeah, I understand that." Zhou Yi smiled. "Is O'Conner there?"
"Me?" O'Conner, standing nearby, froze.
"Yes." Zhou Yi smiled. "I heard Toretto raced you before and lost a million dollars to you?"
"Uh... yeah." O'Conner scratched his head. "I won with my own skills!"
Although O'Conner knew Toretto had probably gone easy on him, that did not stop him from talking tough.
Naturally, everyone present wore knowing smiles.
"Is that so? Then let's call it that." Zhou Yi had no intention of embarrassing O'Conner. "Then, as a gift for the child in Mia's belly, my share goes to you two."
Giving away ten million dollars with a wave of his hand did not make Zhou Yi hesitate or feel the slightest heartache.
To him now, unless it was money that could count toward his experience points and therefore had to be collected, the rest was merely paper.
"What about me? What about me?" Roman hurriedly jumped in. "Brother, you can't do this. Come on, we've met several times already!"
"You..." Zhou Yi laughed. "Let's race. If you can beat me, you'll get ten million dollars too. If you lose, just give me five million. How about it?"
"Deal?"
"Deal!"
"Okay!" Roman leaped up excitedly after the call ended.
In Roman's eyes, those ten million dollars were as good as his!
He had learned that Zhou Yi was a very capable Auto Mechanic... but Zhou Yi was only an Auto Mechanic. What did he know about driving?
"That means I can get twenty million!" Roman muttered to himself.
"Heh heh..." Toretto looked at Roman, chuckled in gloating amusement, then turned and left.
"What?" Roman froze.
"My condolences." O'Conner patted Roman on the shoulder, his face full of sympathy.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Roman was completely stunned.
"I might have forgotten to tell you before." O'Conner still looked deeply sympathetic. "Zhou Yi raced Toretto several times in the past, and the final result was..."
"What was the final result? Don't tell me Zhou Yi can tie with Toretto?"
"Of course not."
"Whew... Then I'm relieved."
"Zhou Yi had the slight edge."
Loser's Diary ↓
Speaking of deals... I have an agreement with someone too. I wonder whether it can be fulfilled... Anyway, if it happens, I'll tell you all.
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