After buying the watch, William sat in the Patek Philippe store and drank a cup of coffee. He called the Aston Martin store and asked them to tow the damaged car back and sell it as a second-hand car. He also asked them to send a new DB7 car of the same model over.
In less than 20 minutes, the manager of the Patek Philippe store brought a middle-aged man to William's side. After a moment of politeness, he swiped his card on the POSS machine brought by the manager of the Aston Martin store.
William said a few polite words. The managers of the two stores escorted William to the new car with a flattering smile. William said a few polite words, opened the door, and drove away.
William drove into the Four Seasons Hotel. As soon as he got out of the car, the butler and two maids were waiting for him. After entering the presidential suite, William waved the butler and the others away. He lay on the sofa and thought about the blueprint of the Mark 2 model in the system. Then he asked Sunday to record the parts he described one by one.
He started talking from 4 pm to 10 pm. After six hours of talking, his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. He had only described less than 300 parts.
God, William was a little discouraged when he thought that he had only described less than one-tenth of the parts. Forget it, he should take a break to avoid losing his voice. He drank a mouthful of black tea, ordered a midnight snack, and slept until dawn.
After getting up and eating breakfast, Sunday reported to William, "Sir, Mr. Craig's plane just landed at Los Leones Airport. Do you want to start paying attention to him now?"
"No, tell me when Patrick appears. By the way, ask Garris to come to the hotel, lest that guy be too anxious to sleep. Has Silva's mistress, Seveline, gone to Los Leones?"
"Understood, sir. The mission has been recorded. Ms. Seveline is already in Los Leones, but her bodyguards have been following her. The suicide squad hasn't found a chance to contact her yet."
Holding a cup of coffee, he walked to the balcony of the suite and drank a few mouthfuls. He looked at Hyde Park in the distance and thought about the thousands of parts that still needed to be described. He bitterly said, "Have the parts from yesterday been sent to the processing plants?"
"Yes, sir. 300 parts were sent to 71 processing plants in six countries. According to your request, only ordinary aviation materials were used, so it will only take seven days to transport them all back to the castle."
"Alright, let's continue then."
Just like that, the morning passed. After lunch, William was woken up by Sunday before he woke up from his nap. "Sir, it's 8: 46 in the evening in Los Angeles. Mr. Craig has just set his sights on Mr. Patrick. Christmas and Gunnar from the suicide squad are following Craig and Mr. Patrick from afar with the Black Blade drone.
As per your instructions, I've already called Garris Mallory. Mr. Mallory has just gotten into the car and will arrive at the hotel in 17 minutes. "
"Got it," William replied in a daze as he laid on the big bed and went back to sleep.
Twenty minutes later, William was woken up by a knock on the door. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard Sunday's voice. "Sir, Mr. Mallory is outside the bedroom door."
Hearing this, William helplessly got up and put on his pajamas. He opened the bedroom door and pushed Gary away. "Sunday. Send the image to the TV."
He laid down on the sofa and said to the housekeeper, "Pour me and that black-faced guy two glasses of whiskey."
"Yes, Mr. Devonshire."
He took the glass and waved the housekeeper out. He looked at the angry Gary and pointed to the sofa next to him. "Sit down. You'll be able to see the first-hand image soon. I called you here to let you see it with your own eyes so that you won't call me when you can't sleep at night."
Before Gary could say anything, Sunday's mechanical voice came from the LCD TV in the living room. "Sir, the image is being processed. It will be connected in 10 seconds."
Gary looked at the LCD TV in surprise. He turned to look at William who was lying on the sofa and asked, "This is your AI system? It can even hack into the TV? "
"Idiot." William looked at Gary strangely. "Is there something wrong with your eyes? Didn't you see the satellite broadcast system on the TV cabinet?"
"You haven't told me if it can hack into the network." Gary didn't care that William had scolded him. Instead, he continued to talk about this.
"Of course not, but what do you want to do? Let me tell you, it's illegal to hack into the network. "William sat up and took a sip from his glass.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Sunday's main server's computing power is still very low. If you can provide me with a few supercomputers, I might be able to develop a more advanced AI."
"Forget it then." Jarris smiled. "If you want to use something from the government for free, you should at least let us see the benefits. How am I supposed to report to the higher-ups with empty promises? Unless you can get our people to participate in the research of artificial intelligence."
"Ah." William yawned. "If you want to research, you have to buy it for ten billion pounds."
"Hehe, ten billion for a second-rate product? Based on my understanding of you, it's definitely not the best if you sell it. Wouldn't it be better if we have the money to research it ourselves? "
"Shut up if you can't afford it." William cursed in his heart. It seemed that it wasn't easy to cheat money.
Since he couldn't cheat money, William wasn't interested in accompanying Gary. "Take your time, I'm going to sleep."
After taking a few steps, William said, "Oh right, if you want to keep watching, stay quiet. If you dare to disturb my sleep, I'll kick you out."
He went back to his bedroom and slept until three in the afternoon. The moment he woke up, Sunday said to William, "Sir, half an hour ago, Christmas and Gunnar secretly contacted Miss Seveline. However, she asked to see you to confirm if what Barney said was true. Only then will she tell us where Silva is."
"Hehe, she sold her man for ten million dollars and a new identity. Should I say that she's smart or heartless?"
William actually wanted to contact Seveline long ago, but he was afraid of alerting her and letting Silva notice something, so he didn't make a move and waited for the right time.
Previously, he had asked Sunday to keep an eye on Seveline and monitor her for a few days. Sunday had reported that Seveline actually wanted to kill Silva in her sleep.
This made William certain that Seveline already had the intention to betray him. He decided to take advantage of this opportunity when Seveline left the Golden Dragon Hotel to go to Lion City to secretly contact Seveline.
If Seveline didn't know what was good for her, it wasn't that William couldn't make her speak. However, that would be risky for William and cruel for Seveline.
William was only an intermediate mage right now, so using some black magic was still a bit risky. Now that Christmas offered 1000 dollars, Seveline actually agreed without raising the price.
"Has Garris left yet?"
"Not yet, sir."
"Then I'll talk to him and see if I can reimburse him for this ten million dollars. Tell Christmas to tell Seveline to tell me an account number and transfer five million dollars to her as a deposit. I don't need her to tell me where Silva is, but she has to take Craig to Silva."
If he only wanted to capture Silva, William might have gone to see Seveline for the sake of the hundreds of millions of dollars. However, William's goal was not only to capture Silva, he had to let Silva continue his plan.
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