Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 1044 - 1049: Please Get In the Car

Chapter 1044: Chapter 1049: Please Get In the Car

Petra was smart, knowledgeable, and quite imaginative. Although her tone was uncertain, she had indeed... uncovered the truth.

Stubbornly denying it, rambling randomly, or just getting up and leaving without a word—none of that would have stopped Petra from letting Yang Yi go.

And it certainly wasn’t possible for Petra to check Yang Yi’s ears.

But if he couldn’t alleviate Petra’s doubts, then Yang Yi would be too incompetent.

What to say at this moment? Best to say nothing at all, and let his abilities completely impress Petra.

Without a word, Yang Yi picked up his briefcase again, took out a pen, and then pulled out the files he had just put away, flipping to the back and began to write.

All numbers and letters, no pattern, utterly meaningless. After writing a long string of characters, Yang Yi pushed the paper toward Petra and said, "Look."

Petra looked, while Yang Yi watched his watch. Ten seconds later, he snatched the file from in front of Petra, flipped it over, and smiled, "Recite."

Petra frowned and said, "How could I remember that, it’s 1314520WQNM88..."

She couldn’t continue, shaking her head.

The homophonic numbers in Chinese, how could Petra understand their meaning? So to her, these were just meaningless numbers.

Too bad Petra couldn’t come up with a numeric code that only Huaxia people would understand.

Yang Yi smiled, handing the pen to Petra and said, "Write."

Petra looked blankly at Yang Yi for a moment, then she really began to write feverishly.

Yang Yi turned his head away, and after a short while, Petra said in a deep voice, "Here."

Yang Yi took it from her and started to look at the numbers, silently counting to ten, then he began to recite the numbers Petra had written.

After reciting Petra’s numbers without stopping and without error, Yang Yi spread his hands and said, "Tell me if there’s any mistake."

Petra took a deep breath, her gaze on Yang Yi as though looking at a monster, and said, "Really impressive."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "So we’re different, do you think I need to cheat? No, I don’t."

Yang Yi was still waiting for Anton’s instructions, but he felt it was time to stop showing off and leave; he really didn’t know what else to do at this point.

Petra pondered for a moment and then spoke softly, "It’s amazing, but... what if you had a hidden camera on you? You only need to look once, a camera records everything, and then someone tells you what I wrote. I think that would be the simplest."

Yang Yi didn’t know what to say—Petra was really suspicious.

But Petra made a good point; although Yang Yi really didn’t cheat this time, he had a radio on him, but no camera.

Yang Yi wanted to say you’ve watched too many movies, but Anton said in a stern voice, "Tell me..."

Yang Yi leaned forward, smiling at Petra, "Such a pity, truly such a pity."

Petra said indifferently, "A pity about what?"

Yang Yi sighed, "It’s a pity you won’t get the chance to verify whether I cheated. If we could go to a room and I got undressed, slowly chatting with you, perhaps you’d believe I didn’t cheat."

The more Yang Yi spoke, the more nervous he became, but he had no choice but to act experienced, and after saying that, Yang Yi moved his chair a bit closer to Petra, then continued in a low voice, "Or would you like to check now? I can let you see if there are headphones in my ears, oh, you should look at my eyes."

Yang Yi gazed into Petra’s eyes intently from a close distance, blinked, and smiled, "Or do you want to inspect my eyes for contact lenses? If it’s not convenient here, my hotel room is very suitable."

The conversation became more and more suggestive, and Petra’s breathing quickened, her body leaning back a bit.

What to do next?

At this moment, Yang Yi was perplexed, truly baffled. By his judgment, this was when Petra should either slap him or simply get up and leave, right?

Petra exhaled softly and said, "Yang Yi, this isn’t quite appropriate."

Yang Yi smiled, backed away a little, and said jokingly, "I gave you the opportunity to verify if I’m bluffing, but you can’t take it because you’re engaged, because you can’t decide for yourself what you can do. You suspect I’m here to deceive you like a spy?"

With a laugh, Yang Yi stood up, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly to Petra, "I am very lonely, I enjoy solitude, because no one understands me, no one can keep up with my thoughts. I thought you might be different, but unfortunately... you don’t have the courage or the opportunity to seek the truth. Goodbye."

Yang Yi intended to leave with an air of superiority, feeling that he was finished, completely done after following Anton’s instructions.

He should not have listened to Anton; that guy might know how to handle women, but he wasn’t at the scene now.

Yang Yi put the documents back in his briefcase, and just as he was about to leave, Petra suddenly said, "You think you know me well?"

"No, I don’t understand you, because I lack the opportunity to understand you."

After speaking, Yang Yi suddenly said, "You are very beautiful, but beauty isn’t the main thing. I’ve seen too many beautiful women. You are wise, you have depth and elegance that beautiful women often lack. So I am willing to get to know you better, it’s just that the timing doesn’t seem right."

Yang Yi paused then smiled again, "I suddenly think I should invite you for a drink at my place. I should have a chance to prove myself, to tell you, I’m really impressive..."

Yang Yi truly couldn’t mimic the expression Anton had spoken about; he had no idea what a naughty yet innocent smile looked like.

Naughty yet innocent? What the hell kind of smile was that?

Petra hesitated, but she stood up and said to Yang Yi, "You want to run away? Don’t think about escaping just like that. I don’t believe you’re really as impressive as you seem. Let me go to your place to verify, see if you’re still as impressive after you’ve stripped down."

Yang Yi stiffened up, truly not expecting things to turn out this way.

Really didn’t expect this.

But after a brief pause, Yang Yi exhaled, bowed slightly, and said politely, "I would be honored, please."

Petra took a breath and said, "I’ll go tell my father... oh no, never mind, let’s go. Come with me, we’ll go this way, is it okay to take my car?"

Petra silently led Yang Yi out of the banquet through a side door to the garage, pointing at a bright yellow Lamborghini and said, "Let’s take this one, please get in."