When they got carried away, even emptying out every last bit of wealth they could scrape together happened in the blink of an eye.
But once they had time to calm down and look back afterward, they often noticed things and regretted them.
Albert was clearly one such person.
After Neo saved him, once he realized there had been something wrong with the last few interceptions, he began carefully sorting everything out.
And the more he sorted through it, the more horrified he became.
Wait, now that I think carefully about our spending history, why does it feel more and more wrong the more I think about it...
That powerful Mysterious Guardian at the base had stopped us several times, and there had been so many coincidences in the earlier missions as well.
If Xu Yue had not shown his greed so openly that last time, Albert would not have considered this possibility.
But once a relatively obvious flaw had appeared, some questions could no longer withstand scrutiny.
Then, for no apparent reason, cold sweat began pouring down Albert's back.
"Are you all right?"
After descending upon them and defeating Merovingian's subordinates with a few punches and kicks, then driving back several Agents, Neo turned around and saw Albert's deathly pale face.
Thinking Albert had been injured or something, he could not help asking with concern.
"N-No, I'm fine..."
Albert forced out an ugly smile.
I can't panic. I can't let anything show!
And I have to face the questions I instinctively avoided...
If someone really had been deliberately plotting against us for so long, then that person had to be someone close to us!
Were they trying to squeeze us dry and sell us to the Space for a cut?
Was it Howard?
Albert discreetly cast a scrutinizing glance