Watching as Anthony tapped away in front of the computer, the young man seemed skeptical and worried.
No matter how talented, how formidable could such a young child possibly be?
However, he was soon proven wrong. Just as that thought occurred to him, Anthony suddenly lifted his head from the computer and fixed his gaze directly on him.
The look in Anthony's eyes at that moment filled him with an indescribable sense of unease.
He instinctively averted his gaze and looked elsewhere.
Thalia glanced at him before shifting her gaze to Anthony. “Well?”
Anthony nodded at her.
In an instant, Thalia understood his meaning. She retracted her gaze and looked at the young man before her, a sneer splitting her beautiful face.
“Pal, are you confessing willingly, or shall this gun motivate you to confess?” Thalia asked, eyeing him.
The young man was taken aback for a moment. Then, he shook his head at her. “I don't know what you're talking about.”
“Okay, then. Let me jog your memory. What did you do on a particular night a week ago?” Thalia enunciated, her eyes fixed on him.
The young man's brows furrowed. At the same time, a flicker of something complex flashed across his eyes. “I did too many things, but I'm not sure which you're referring to.”
Thalia laughed.
Her smile was utterly captivating.
Naturally, she could tell that the young man was leading her in circles.
However, she had never favored a hasty and commanding attitude, preferring to take things slow.
Looking at him, Thalia nodded slightly. “Do you need me to jog your memory again?”
The young man nodded. “Sure!”
“But if I do so, and your answer is incorrect or fails to satisfy me, I won't hesitate to put a hole in you!” Thalia warned softly.
The young man looked at Thalia, momentarily at a loss for words.
“Have you made up your mind?” Thalia asked.
“I... I really don't know what you're trying to ask me,” the young man muttered.
“Okay.” Thalia nodded, studying him with extreme patience. “That night, you added a person and posed a question.”
At that moment, the young man's expression stiffened.
After saying that, Thalia looked at him. “Well? Do you still need me to keep jogging your memory?”
The young man swallowed, keeping his eyes on her. “I—”
“Think carefully before you answer. Otherwise, my gun doesn't discriminate!” As Thalia spoke, her gun slowly drifted toward an inconsequential part of him.
Despite her gentle voice, the words out of her mouth were ruthless.
At that, the young man felt an indescribable fear within him because he knew she was capable of pulling the trigger.
After all, the part of him where her gun was pointed was a place that wouldn't kill him even if she fired a shot.
“What's the matter? Do you need to think it over?” Thalia asked. Then, she added, “I forgot to mention that I'm not a person with much patience.”
Sweat broke out on the young man's forehead. Yet, he remained silent while looking at Thalia.
“Anthony, turn around,” Thalia suddenly said to Anthony.
At that moment, Anthony stood just two meters away with a black bag on his shoulders. Upon hearing that, he retorted, “What, afraid you'll scare me?”
“I'm afraid I might splatter blood all over you.”
“That's bound to happen sooner or later.”
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