The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 267 - 274 Helen Wilson’s Thoughts

Chapter 267: Chapter 274 Helen Wilson’s Thoughts

When James Brown finished, the admiration and obsession on Helen Wilson’s face had vanished without a trace, and she spoke in a careless tone, "I didn’t see that coming, you really have some skills."

James Brown chuckled lightly and said, "This is just a trivial matter, but it’s about our life and death. If by any chance they discover us, we wouldn’t even know how we’d die, so of course I had to be cautious."

Helen Wilson curled her lips, saying, "Coward."

James Brown did not refute Helen Wilson’s remark. He knew well that she always had to contradict him. Even if what he said made sense, Helen Wilson wouldn’t admit it at this moment; therefore, he thought it better not to respond.

After dinner, James Brown and Helen Wilson waited in their room for the call about the delivery. Helen Wilson paced around the room continuously. The young policewoman was finally losing her patience.

"Could you please stop pacing around? It’s making my eyes dizzy," James Brown couldn’t help but remind Helen Wilson.

Helen Wilson stopped walking and asked, "Are you worried they haven’t called yet? Could they have discovered something is wrong with us?"

"No matter if they found out or not, all we can do now is wait," said James Brown. "Please, just sit quietly for a while."

"Alright," Helen Wilson agreed and sat down on the sofa. However, less than five minutes passed before she was up and pacing again, which made James Brown helpless, knowing the enormous pressure she was under. This was her first time cracking such a big case, and knowing the strength and background of the opposition, there was really not much certainty of solving the case. On top of that, she had deceitfully taken the one million dollars left by her parents. If the case couldn’t be solved, it would mean a total loss, and she would have to explain it to her parents.

Another hour passed, and John Smith finally called, saying that a designated car would pick them up in twenty minutes, and he would not be coming over. Helen Wilson calmed down after hearing the call.

James Brown was actually uncomfortable with this sudden silence because Helen Wilson was continuously staring at him.

"Could you please not look at me like that? I really feel uneasy," James Brown awkwardly chuckled, making Helen Wilson feel a bit uneasy.

Helen Wilson bit her teeth, suddenly walked over to James Brown and knelt in front of him, placing her hands on his legs, her eyes intently fixed on him.

"Can we just talk business? I can’t stand you looking at me like this," James Brown rubbed his nose, feeling even more uncomfortable.

Helen Wilson continued to gaze at him and softly said, "James, promise me one thing."

"Oh? What’s that?"

"This operation might be dangerous. If there really is danger, I will ensure your escape at all costs. Consider that once you escape and return to your normal identity, they won’t find you. But what worries me most are my parents. I cheated them out of their money and if I fail to solve the case, I can’t even take care of them anymore... I feel so ashamed of failing their nurturing. "

Hearing Helen Wilson talking like this made James Brown feel as though she was making arrangements for her afterlife, which was unsettling. He hastily said, "What are you talking about?"

Helen Wilson shook her head firmly and said, "I’m not talking nonsense. I really don’t feel confident about this operation. Whether I can come back or not, I’m uncertain, so I need to make this clear to you. If I really can’t come back, if you have the time, please visit my parents."

"You..." James Brown suddenly recalled what Helen Wilson did that morning, his heart skipping a beat. Was it because of this that she had impulsively been with him? Now that they had been together, she could ask him to look after her parents.

"Yes!" Helen Wilson gave him a definite answer, "This matter doesn’t really concern you. You were dragged into this by me. If we fail, you gain nothing from this. The only way I can repay you is... with my body. Besides, you are my man now, aren’t you? I suppose you wouldn’t completely reject taking care of my parents occasionally. I don’t ask for anything else, just that you visit them once in a while."

James Brown felt a sudden ache in his heart, realizing how far-sighted Helen Wilson was and how much determination she had both to her parents and to solving the case.

"Stop that! Talking about such ominous things at this time is really bad luck," James Brown glared at Helen Wilson.

Helen Wilson smiled faintly, a tragically beautiful expression on her face, placing her face on James Brown’s legs and softly said, "James Brown, I know I forced you into all of this. You are doing this reluctantly. But I also know, you are a man of honor. If you promised me something, you will do it."

"This... While I do have a sense of honor, if you think this is really dangerous, maybe we shouldn’t do it at all. Wouldn’t that be safer? Wait until you have greater strength, then go solve the case," James Brown suggested.

Helen Wilson shook her head strongly, "No! I cannot let them engage in wrongdoings. It is my duty as a police officer. Regardless, I must go tonight. Can you promise what I asked of you?"

Facing Helen Wilson’s gaze, James Brown’s heart melted, touched her face filled with makeup, and nodded, "I promise you, although I believe such a scenario won’t frequently occur, and you will definitely return safely."

"You agreed, that’s great. Of course, I hope I can be safe too. I’m only twenty-five, I haven’t lived enough yet."

"Yeah, you tossed me around like that this morning, got me all fired up, and then just left it at that. I haven’t even gotten my revenge yet."

Helen Wilson’s face flushed with a hint of red, but her eyes were smiling as she said, "If we can return safely this time, I’ll make it up to you properly, however you want."

"That’s what you said, no backing out when we get back." James Brown grinned broadly, looking quite cheeky.

Helen Wilson laughed at James Brown’s behavior, and scolded, "Don’t think I don’t understand. I’m a police officer, I’ve even cracked down on prostitution. I know all about those messy things, I’ll make sure you’re satisfied."

James suddenly found Helen Wilson very enchanting and couldn’t help but chuckle. He leaned over, stretched out his hand, and lifted Helen onto his lap, saying, "We still have some time, why not warm up a bit first."

"Get lost, you big pervert. You’re really up to no good." Although Helen Wilson said this, she did not struggle out of James Brown’s arms; instead, she hugged his neck, her gaze tender and face blooming like a peach blossom.

James Brown was just joking initially, but seeing Helen Wilson like this, he couldn’t help feeling tempted, and his hands started to wander involuntarily.

Helen Wilson let James Brown’s hands roam over her body, feeling very stirred, but at this moment, it was impossible for James to take real action. She merely indulged his wandering hands for a while before breathlessly stopping him from going further.

James Brown also knew they were short on time, so they set off together.

The car was parked outside the hotel, still driven by the same driver as during the day, which seemed to suggest that this driver’s position was probably higher than John Smith’s.

The driver nodded at James Brown and Helen Wilson, then started driving in silence.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a small dock by the sea, surrounded by many warehouses.

YODC City is a coastal city, but its tourism is not very developed because it lacks smooth sandy beaches. The seaside mostly consists of silt and reefs, making it unsuitable for tourism. Even the harbors are sparse with only one decent-sized dock, with other scattered small ones.

After the car stopped, Helen Wilson visibly became nervous, her hands subconsciously clutching James Brown’s arm—a typical reaction for any woman in such a chillingly eerie night.

Suddenly, car lights turned on in the darkness ahead, and two people walked towards them following the lights. The driver then said to James Brown, "The goods have arrived."

James Brown quickly got out of the car with Helen Wilson, walking towards the two men. James had met one of them before, who had been standing behind James Collins during a meal. They shook hands and the man said, "The goods are in the truck, go check them."

"Alright!" James Brown was not shy; goods worth one million dollars deserved a thorough check. He hurried towards the light.

It was a large truck, its rear cargo door wide open. Inside, James Brown and Helen Wilson climbed up and saw dozens of boxes.

Electronic products and watches were small items, so they filled about five boxes. The rest of the boxes contained laptops. If they were filled with watches, even ten million dollars would not be enough to cover them.

James Brown pretended to open a few boxes, and he and Helen Wilson pretended to inspect them while secretly recording everything with the hidden equipment that had never been turned off since they arrived.

After dawdling for over ten minutes, James Brown and Helen Wilson jumped down from the truck. James laughed, "The goods are definitely fine."

The bodyguard smiled slightly, "That’s good, Mr. Brown, please clear the remaining payment, and you can take the goods."

"No problem," James Brown said cheerily, handing over the suitcase full of money to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard briefly counted the money, closed the suitcase, handed it to another person, and shook hands with Mr. Brown, "I hope Mr. Brown can successfully sell this batch of goods soon."

"No problem, I can handle this batch in just a few days. I just don’t know when I can get the next batch."

The bodyguard smiled slightly, "As long as Mr. Brown is willing to do business, you can contact Uncle about that. I don’t know much about these matters."