Four Split Personalities

The young man’s performance today wasn’t flawless, yet it was impeccable.

Honestly, even if ’Tan Mo’ were to act out his own role at this very moment, the result wouldn’t be more perfect.

So, despite the time being somewhat tight, he deliberately made a detour to the original route and arrived at No. 9 Avenue des Champs, which is the temporary hideout he prepared for Cole and Liz, and joyfully kicked open the door.

It’s worth mentioning that since Motan had visited Academy City before and had been living here until the ’accidental’ encounter with Diana, he was fairly familiar with this route; even though he took a wrong turn a few times, it didn’t delay him for too long.

"Woohoo! I’m back!"

Breaking through the door, Motan flung his butterfly knife to deflect a blade that silently emerged from the darkness, then effortlessly turned around and grabbed Cole Shuren’s arm, easily dislocating his wrist joint, and smilingly rubbed the lackey in front of him: "Good job, young man! You did quite well just now!"

"Sir..."

Cole promptly replied respectfully, then asked with some frustration: "Didn’t you say you would knock the ’secret code’ when you arrived?"

"Oh, I forgot."

Motan laughed heartily and skillfully reattached the wrist joint of Cole, whose expression remained unchanged, without a drop of cold sweat, then vigorously patted the latter’s shoulder: "Don’t worry, I’ve already contacted that Zombie on the road, and soon he’ll come to take Rona Moonlight away for some tests that I can almost guarantee are risk-free."

Completely distrusting his own master’s ’character’ but blindly believing in him, Colton clenched his fist tightly and bowed his head with his face flushed, giving a standard right angle bow: "Thank you, sir!"

"Heh, what are you thanking for, it’s what you deserve."

Motan generously put his arm around Cole’s shoulder, smiled warmly, and asked: "Speaking of which, where’s Liz? Sleeping?"

"I clearly didn’t do anything..."

Cole shook his head and similarly smiled as he replied: "Miss Liz is in the bedroom on standby."

[?]

In the next instant, the laughter that filled Motan’s eyes suddenly condensed, then forcefully pressed Cole’s shoulder, softly asked: "Hold on a second, buddy, did you just say... you didn’t do anything?"

Cole blinked blankly and then nervously nodded: "Yes, sir, that’s exactly what I said."

"Is that so..."

Motan took a deep breath and said solemnly: "But how could you ’do nothing’? You should know you weren’t supposed to ’do nothing’, or do you think today’s task was so easy it’s not worth a mention? Is that your character, Cole Shuren?"

Cole’s face grew even more bewildered, and he nervously looked at his master’s unusually calm expression, hesitantly asked: "What do you mean by what you just said?"

"What do I mean?"

Motan raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "It’s just the literal meaning. Tell me, buddy, what was your task today?"

Without any hesitation, Cole Shuren immediately began speaking quickly: "Prepare casual clothes in advance, complete the disguise target ’Mor’ with the codename ’Kindhearted Red Scarf’ upon receiving [Hundred Forms], and proceed to Monta Avenue in the outer ring district to find Night Song by six PM, then arrive at [Steam Fish Pot No. 597 branch] by seven-thirty to meet the Dawn Religion’s Saintess ’Morning Forgotten Language’ and the Dawn Religion’s Priest ’Hei Fan’. During the subsequent dinner, perfectly play the role of ’Mor’ and make sure the meeting ends successfully without any hints, then before returning to the Shady Inn, separate from Night Song under the pretense of ’buying some items then going to work at a convenience store’, unload the casual outfit afterward and deliver [Hundred Forms] to a designated person, lastly return here to standby as covertly as possible... Yes, that’s it, right?"

Motan exhaled heavily, rolled his eyes at Cole: "You clearly know, you just enjoy scaring people."

"Huh?"

Cole’s face was full of unclear brilliance.

"Well then, for the sake of safety, buddy."

Motan yawned and casually asked: "Where were you four hours ago? What were you doing?"

"Four hours ago?"

The time-sensitive high-level thief frowned and cautiously confirmed: "Are you referring to approximately eight forty?"

Motan lazily nodded.

"I was on standby here."

Cole candidly, calmly, and honestly gave the correct answer.

Bang——

In a moment, Motan delivered a sweeping kick that broke Cole Shuren’s balance, and as the latter instinctively tried to react, he raised his right leg high like a battle axe and stomped Cole to the ground, bent down and asked his stiff-faced lackey: "Say it again, around eight forty, where were you? What were you doing?"

"I..."

Staring into those maniacal eyes, Cole swallowed nervously under the encroaching chill and seriously answered——

"I was here on standby at No. 9 Avenue des Champs."

"Standby?!"

Motan’s body shook, a sharp blade suddenly popped out from his left sleeve cuff and he stared intently at Cole’s bewildered and confused dark eyes: "What exactly was your task today?"

"Transform ahead of time, receiving [Hundred Forms] then immediately complete..."

"Very good, so now you must give me an explanation, Mister Cole, why didn’t you complete the task."

"Uh... I’ve been striving to complete the task... Oof!"

"Therefore~"

Pressing his knee heavily on Cole’s chest, Motan coldly asked: "Tell me, whose task is it?"

"I... it’s my task."

"Who gave you the task?"

"It was you... Sir..."

"What did I tell you to do?"

"Prepare casual clothes, after receiving [Hundred Forms], complete immediately..."

"Good."

Motan suddenly laughed, then gracefully sprang from Cole, even reached out to pull him up from the cold floor: "Very good~"

Completely disregarding his neck pinched by Motan, Cole anxiously adjusted his breathing, and looked at Motan: "What exactly happened, sir?"

"Some mistakes happened, Cole."

Motan slightly squinted his eyes, raised his right hand to cover his forehead, and murmured dreamily: "Mistakes that are amusing enough yet also deadly enough, yes, very very amusing, very very deadly..."

Having almost never seen his master in this manner, Cole jumped in fright, then quickly grew serious.

Though he didn’t know why, he felt that the ’deadly mistake’ spoken by the sir was very likely related to the conversation just now between the two.

In other words, it might be related to himself.

Thinking of this, Colton suddenly became extremely nervous. Although completely unaware of what happened, and with no knowledge of any wrongdoings, if he inadvertently troubled the sir, then...

"Relax, Cole."

Yet suddenly, Motan pressed Cole’s shoulder, and insisted: "You must relax, clear your thoughts, don’t get confused or suspicious or anxious, only then can we restart the conversation, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

Cole nodded without thinking, then as per Motan’s order, tried to relax his tense nerves, thoughts... to be honest, he felt his thoughts were always clear.

"So, are you ready, Cole."

"Yes, sir, I feel I’m ready."

"Good, in that case, from now on, I’ll ask, you answer."

"Yes!"

Chapter 1156: End

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