Chapter 331: Levi: Great! Herta Wearing Fu Xuan's Clothes!
The most dangerous place is the safest place.
Conversely, the safest place is also the most dangerous place.
Whenever people guessed where dangerous items were stored, the first place they would think of was the Divination Commission.
This showed that the Divination Commission's security was indeed good, but it also gave anyone with ulterior motives a clear target.
Although stealing something from there was extremely difficult, it was not completely impossible.
But...
"Who would think that something this dangerous would be kept in an ordinary drawer in an ordinary room?"
Levi said with a smile, "Miss Herta, why don't you imagine this? When you saw this USB drive, would you think that it contained an extremely dangerous virus?"
Hearing this, Herta slowly shook her head.
Just as he had said, when she saw him take out this USB drive, she had thought it contained information about Silver Wolf's invasion of the Divination Commission.
She had not connected this completely unremarkable USB drive, something nobody would even bother picking up if it fell on the ground, with the virus that had invaded the space station at all.
"Goodbye!"
Levi stood beside the door and waved at Herta, who was heading back to verify the virus. He kept waving until she disappeared around the corner before slowly lowering his arm.
The upward curve of his lips was much wider than before.
"That's a wrap!"
'Mr. Cold Feet' had wrapped!
With a 'bang,' he closed the door, sat down on the sofa, took out a bottle of chilled Fatty Happy Water, and started drinking it.
His mood could not have been better.
Even the mask's comical smile looked much more pleasing to him now.
He took out another bottle of Fatty Happy Water, twisted off the cap, and stuck it into the mask's mouth.
One person and one mask faced each other and happily drank away.
Thinking back to what had just happened, Levi felt a lingering sense of fear.
He had almost been exposed just now.
"Good thing I was one step ahead!"
His mind worked a little faster, and he had immediately thought of throwing the blame onto little Silver Wolf.
Levi took small sips of his Happy Water.
If he remembered correctly, Silver Wolf and Herta had quite a bit of conflict.
As long as he directed the identity of 'Mr. Cold Feet' toward Silver Wolf and added some clues as evidence, he did not need anything too conclusive.
Herta would naturally become convinced.
'Mr. Cold Feet' was Silver Wolf, and Silver Wolf was 'Mr. Cold Feet.'
This also fit what that Masked Fool had said.
She was on the Luofu and possessed powerful hacking skills.
Lawless, treating rules as nothing.
Saying that she would invade the space station would not seem strange at all, whether to someone who understood her or someone who did not.
Even Kafka would sometimes wonder whether the 'Mr. Cold Feet' who had caused such a huge uproar and was being hunted across the galaxy by Herta was an alias Silver Wolf had made up.
However, Kafka had only mentioned this matter once at the dinner table. Seeing that Silver Wolf showed no reaction, she had no intention of pressing the matter further.
Just as Kafka withdrew her gaze, Silver Wolf, who was eating while playing a game, suddenly trembled uncontrollably.
The spoon in her hand fell into the bowl, and the game console also landed on the dining table.
Silver Wolf glanced at the fallen game console, and her two pretty eyebrows slowly drew together.
"What happened?", Kafka asked Silver Wolf what was wrong.
Blade slightly raised his head and gave Silver Wolf a brief look.
"Nothing."
She said it was nothing, but her brows remained tightly knitted together, showing no sign of relaxing.
After putting away the game console, Silver Wolf stared straight at the plate in front of her and unconsciously began biting her nails.
'Why do I have the feeling... that some pervert is watching me?'
It was like walking down the street and suddenly realizing that some sleazy man weighing at least two hundred pounds and wearing glasses was following you.
But she was eating with Kafka and Blade, and she had not noticed any so-called sleazy man nearby.
So why would she have this feel...
Whoosh!
Bang!
"Ah!"
Silver Wolf suddenly screamed. Kafka looked at the black pot that had suddenly appeared in midair and landed directly on Silver Wolf's forehead.
She first warily looked around, but did not find anything unusual.
Nor did she sense any other presence.
When she looked at Silver Wolf, aside from the spot on her forehead being red from the impact, there were no obvious external injuries.
Blade took out his Shard Sword and, like Kafka had just done, looked around. He likewise found nothing wrong.
He then began searching the surrounding area.
Kafka stood where she was and looked at Silver Wolf, suddenly thinking of something.
She spoke, "A black pot landing right on her forehead?"
She simply described the scene she had just witnessed. She did not know whether it was an illusion, but Kafka felt that this was what the other party was trying to express.
Silver Wolf rubbed her aching head. Hearing Kafka's words, she immediately froze.
She looked at the black pot in her hand, then at her companions.
"Do you have any idea?"
"..."
'Shouldn't you be asking yourself that?'
Kafka shook her head. If even Silver Wolf, the person involved, had no idea, how could she possibly know?
At this moment, Blade returned.
"There was no one around."
They were still on the Luofu, looking for a way to leave. Without Elio's assistance, they had no way of leaving as easily as they had come.
Kafka gently shook her head and looked at the black pot Silver Wolf had dropped on the ground.
Recalling the traces of the Aeon of Elation that had been discovered on the Luofu some time ago, Kafka came up with some guesses.
This kind of inexplicable behavior was indeed something Elation would do.
"Silver Wolf, think carefully. Among the people you know, who would throw the blame onto you?"
An Aeon would not do something pointless.
Hearing this, Silver Wolf lowered her head and began thinking. Slowly, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and her eyes widened.
She gritted her teeth and spat out a name.
"Levi!"
That guy who loved causing trouble definitely had a whole pile of black pots on his back.
And given that guy's personality, he definitely would not mind throwing one or two of his black pots onto someone else.
Hearing this name, Kafka's eyes flickered.
Seeing that Silver Wolf already had someone she suspected, she had no intention of saying anything further.
———
Inside the room, Levi inexplicably trembled twice. He put down the bottle in his hand and looked at the mask in front of him, which was still gulping down its drink.
Suspicion showed in his eyes.
"You couldn't have done something again, could you?"
Otherwise, why would he suddenly tremble twice?
It wasn't as if he were in bed.
Mm, he meant that when his brain was checking whether he was dead or not, his body would uncontrollably tremble twice.
The mask still wore that comical smile. It neither spoke nor answered.
Looking at it, Levi had originally planned to give it to Herta and ask her to seal it inside her museum.
But when he thought that the other party was very likely to know his identity, giving it to Herta could very well lead to him being exposed.
So he gave up on the idea of handing the mask over to Herta for safekeeping.
After all, giving it to Herta was equivalent to leaving himself a time bomb.
He had no idea when it would explode.
Levi did not want to be sleeping soundly one day, only for justice to descend from the heavens and reduce his house to rubble.
It would not even be easy to argue against it, since he had been the one who started causing trouble in the first place.
Suddenly, the Herta doll Levi had hidden away appeared in the room. Levi knew that Elation was messing around again.
However, he did not put the doll away right away. Instead, he leaned back against the sofa and took great interest in admiring Herta dressed in Fu Xuan's clothes.
'Those white stockings! Those ice creams! There are even two of them!'
"So tempting."
Levi felt that his nose was about to start bleeding.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"**!"
"..."
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