Chapter 966: A Bit Special

Opposite the building where Peng Deng worked.

Jenna walked to the gray sedan, watched the car door open, and Ludwig got out by himself.

She nodded to Anthony in the driver's seat and took Ludwig toward a nearby cafe.

According to Peng Deng's profession, they had already formulated a contact plan:

If they had money, they could buy a house and then consult at the design company where Peng Deng worked, using abilities like "hypnosis" or "instigation" to "designate" Peng Deng as their designer.

Then, they could discuss the design ideas, thoughts, and styles with Peng Deng and sign a contract, allowing for contact with the target again and again through looking at plans, looking at the site, etc., gradually becoming familiar, and finally figuring out if he had any problems and what the problems were.

But unfortunately, they didn't have that much money.

If they really had the money to buy a house, they would just go rent the Magic Mirror Alrodes and ask it for the detailed situation of Peng Deng. Wouldn't that be simpler and more convenient?

Therefore, Anthony only planned to execute the first half of the plan—faking the fact that he had a house, going to consult under the pretext of renovation, using the "hypnosis" ability to let the boss of Peng Deng's company assign Peng Deng to talk, and finally leaving under the pretext of considering it, without signing a contract.

If Anthony's action failed, or if he ran into Peng Deng not having time or just happening to see a client, and was assigned to another designer, then the second set of plans would be executed by Jenna.

Taking Ludwig into the cafe, choosing a seat by the window, and ordering a cappuccino, a glass of pure fruit juice, a small cake, and a pile of bread, Jenna looked at the little boy opposite and fell into deep thought:

"Every time I need to execute a probe mission, I have to change people to bring him. It feels so troublesome...

"He can indeed play many roles, but his child's appearance, mentality, and cognition make it impossible for him to act alone, and we are not at ease... not at ease with the ordinary people in the dream city...

"Think of a way to stuff him into some elementary school and let him go to school? That way, you don't have to worry about him during the day, and you can just go pick him up when the time comes."

Ludwig suddenly had a bad premonition in Jenna's silence. At this time, the small cake was sent over, and he immediately smiled and picked up the fork and spoon.

Jenna thought for a while but still gave up the idea of letting Ludwig go to elementary school.

That's not like going to a cram school, which only takes an hour and a half, with a break in the middle and parents outside. That would require staying at school all day. Unless the "Traveler's Bag" was given to Ludwig, there was really no way to let him carry enough food.

By then, two classes per classmate?

On the other side, Anthony saw Peng Deng enter the building.

After nine o'clock, confirming that Peng Deng hadn't left, he got out of the car, walked into the building, took the elevator, and arrived at a design company called "Shengwei."

Anthony said to the front desk:

"I called to consult before, and I've already made an appointment."

The front desk flipped through the record book and took Anthony to the conference room.

Not long after, the person in charge of the design company came over and chatted with Anthony for a few words, confirming the style he wanted.

During this process, Anthony deliberately mentioned Peng Deng, saying that he had seen this designer's works and actual effects on the company's official account and felt that they were very consistent with his ideas.

Undoubtedly, when saying these things, Anthony looked into the eyes of the person in charge and simply used "hypnosis." During the phone communication before, he also used psychological methods to guide, but couldn't directly apply "hypnosis."

"You rest first, I'll go find the designer to come over." The person in charge of the company got up and left the conference room, while the employee who was doing odd jobs poured a glass of water for Anthony and put some fruit.

About ten minutes later, Anthony saw Peng Deng appear at the door.

Peng Deng had black hair and brown eyes, looked ordinary, had a hairstyle, and some parts were fluffy. He was wearing a black T-shirt with a trendy brand temperament and holding a laptop in his hand.

Anthony stood up steadily without showing any abnormalities.

After the introduction of the company's person in charge, Anthony and Peng Deng started chatting. Mainly he was talking about his needs, and Peng Deng was listening, occasionally asking a few more in-depth questions to understand the details.

After Anthony finished speaking, Peng Deng operated the laptop and projector:

"I found a few pictures before. You see if it's the feeling you want."

Not long after, Anthony saw a picture:

The modern-style living room was bright and clean, illuminated by the golden sunshine outside the window. A vase was placed in just the right position, with a bouquet of fresh flowers blooming in the vase. On both sides hung an oil painting, one with sparse and beautiful woods, and one with lush green fields...

Anthony suddenly felt that this was the feeling he wanted.

Peng Deng displayed a few more pictures one after another. The style was relatively similar to the one just now, and each one seemed to perfectly fit Anthony's needs.

He just grasped the picture he was truly looking forward to based on the description on the phone before and the face-to-face communication just now? Does this count as a bit special? Anthony didn't express his position immediately, but continued to chat with Peng Deng about how to embody it if those pictures were combined into a whole, and how the designer fee should be charged.

After chatting for a while, Anthony stood up and said:

"I'll consider it again."

"Okay," Peng Deng didn't try hard to persuade him and sent Anthony to the door of the company.

Anthony went downstairs, crossed the road, and passed by the cafe where Jenna and Ludwig were.

When the two sides met through the glass window, Anthony nodded gently.

Then, he walked straight toward the gray sedan he rented.

Jenna withdrew her gaze and continued to watch Ludwig eat.

According to the agreement beforehand, she easily understood what Anthony's nod just now wanted to express without having to guess:

Already met Peng Deng, had contact. Afterward, I need to self-isolate until tomorrow morning to see if any abnormalities will occur.

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Technology Building, Intis Group, inside the Administration Department.

Luo Shan, who had been busy for a while, started to slack off.

She picked up her phone and sent a message to "True Sleeve Sword":

"Do I need to hint to Zhou Mingrui about his own specialness?"

Franca, who was sitting at the workstation in front of Luo Shan, hesitated for a while before replying:

"Not for now.

"Wait until the day when I and my companions can't act, then you do it."

Franca was worried that Luo Shan's hint being too deep would also encounter abnormalities. She and the others were kicked out of the dream, but dream characters might die suddenly on the spot, or be hit and crushed by a bus on the way off work.

She was more inclined to let Luo Shan only act as her deputy for now, cooperating with her to hint to Zhou Mingrui.

Just as Luo Shan was about to say something else, Vice Director Zhang Qing came out of the office and clapped his hands:

"General Manager Huang will come over later, bringing the VIP from last time to continue visiting the company..."

The sound of rustling suddenly sounded, and many employees took out their makeup bags and picked up their own makeup mirrors.

The VIP from last time? Franca asked Luo Shan through her phone:

"Is it Zarathustra?"

"It should be. He's the only VIP recently, involving the integration and merger of some subsidiaries, and a big business," Luo Shan replied quickly, "What to do later?"

She meant, should she let Zarathustra contact Zhou Mingrui?

Didn't Lu Mian report Zarathustra yesterday? The police department has no evidence and can't restrict the freedom of foreign guests for the time being? Zarathustra just went to the cram school to see Zhou Mingrui yesterday, and came to the company again today. What does he want to do? Hey, Lu Mian was right, passive defense is easy to have problems, it's better to actively eliminate hidden dangers... Franca looked at her phone, her thoughts racing.

After nearly a minute, she replied to Luo Shan:

"Don't be in a hurry. I'll see the specific situation and then decide. You are responsible for cooperating with me.

"Don't worry, with so many people in the company watching, Zarathustra can't do anything."

If it really doesn't work, when the time comes, I'll risk losing my job and splash a cup of water on Zarathustra or General Manager Huang's crotch!

Seeing that Luo Fu didn't take off her glasses, put on makeup, etc., the nearby employees withdrew their gaze at her and felt relieved, focusing on themselves.

Not long after, General Manager Huang's itinerary was reported in the group:

"General Manager Huang has brought the VIP to the 16th floor!"

Technology Building, 16th floor.

Huang Tao, dressed casually, sat with Zarathustra, who was in a formal suit, in a room full of various classical artifacts, and opened a bottle of Ormir red wine.

"You said you bought a very peculiar mirror?" Huang Tao continued the previous topic.

Zarathustra smiled:

"Yes, it possesses a kind of magic. It can let us see the self in our hearts."

While speaking, the old man's dark blue, almost pitch-black eyes moved slightly, and he took out a small mirror with a classical shape, luxurious style, and inlaid with gems from his formal suit pocket.

At this time, his and Huang Tao's entourage were left outside the current room, with only a few security personnel guarding the door, not getting close to them.

"Look, I look like this in the mirror," Zarathustra placed the mirror in front of his face.

Huang Tao leaned over and saw that the reflection in the mirror wasn't Zarathustra, the old man, but a thirty-something man with dark hair and ordinary features.

It wouldn't be an AI tech mirror, would it? Huang Tao muttered according to his own experience and understanding.

"Do you want to try it?" Zarathustra asked him.

"Okay," Huang Tao took the mirror with great interest, secretly checking if this item had hidden switches and what the mirror surface itself was made of.

He didn't find any problems, so he brought the mirror to his face with doubt.

He immediately saw himself in the mirror.

That was completely different from what he imagined.

In the mirror, he was a woman, wearing a gorgeous golden crown, with long chestnut-colored slightly curly hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a charming appearance, with a kind of indescribable charm.

Huang Tao froze, as if he had seen the Anima in his heart.

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Lu Mian, who started the middle shift today, only had to arrive at the company before 4:30.

And from late last night, he used the world within the mirror to sneak into a hospital called "Red Moon," where Li Keji was currently locked up.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 967 =====