Chapter 209 - Mutual Attraction (1/2)

Oliver looked around the laundromat. It was a proper fully functioning one with a row of washing machines and a row of dryers. A short old Chinese man and woman were folding and ironing clothes indifferently as the group of men, Tyson, Trisha, and Oliver walked past.

Oliver glanced at the old woman curiously. Wasn't she phased by this scene? After all, everyone in Chinatown knew who Tyson was.

But, the old woman simply smiled at him and continued what she was doing.

Soon, the group of men stopped in front of a wall. Oliver caught up and tugged Trisha on the sleeve. ”What are we doing in here?” he asked.

At that moment, one of the men placed his palm against the wall and a hidden door suddenly opened.

Oliver looked at Trisha in surprise as she stepped through without even batting an eyelid.

As soon as Oliver followed Trisha through the door, the door sealed shut again and Oliver realized he was standing inside an elevator. The elevator lowered beneath ground level, roughly equivalent to 1-2 floors and stopped. The doors then opened again and everyone stepped out.

Oliver's eyes opened wide in shock as he looked around him.

They were standing in an underground office of some sort. There were screens and computers everywhere and a couple of men seemed to be monitoring some cameras. What was this place and what were these people doing?

The men dragged Tyson to a room, while Trisha led Oliver to another room.

Inside the room, there was a sofa, a water dispenser, and some snacks. ”Do you want some water?” Trisha offered.

Oliver shook his head. ”What is this place?” he asked.

”Interpol monitoring station,” Trisha replied straightforwardly.

Oliver felt his mind almost explode when he heard the woman's response.

”I-I-Interpol?!” he exclaimed.

”I told you to leave. Why did you come back?” Trisha frowned.

”That punk was taking advantage of you! I couldn't abandon a woman and leave on my own,” Oliver replied. ”What if something happened to you?”

As Oliver spoke, he looked around the office and realized how ridiculous he sounded. This woman was never in danger - she had a whole team watching over her. Suddenly, he felt a little guilty. He was trying to be a hero, but did he accidentally compromise her identity?

Trisha glared at the man, but she felt slightly moved by his actions. He was no agent or skilled martial artist; he was just an average man. Yet, he threw himself into danger for her.

”Then why did you continue with your story when I specifically told you not to?” she asked.

”If every reporter stopped reporting on things because they were told not to, then the truth would never be revealed. I believe in truth and justice. I think bad people should be exposed and good people acknowledged,” Oliver replied.

Trisha looked into the man's diamond blue eyes and felt her heart skip a beat. There was something oddly attractive about him.

”By the way, thank you for saving my life. I know I would have been dead meat if Tyson brought me back to your boss,” Oliver said with slight guilt in his voice. ”You're an undercover agent, aren't you? Did I compromise your identity?”

Trisha sighed, ”I'm not sure if Tyson realized I knocked him out, but my colleagues will be detaining him for a while anyway. I am going after the boss tomorrow. If everything goes to plan, my mission will be completed and everyone will be thrown behind bars. They will naturally know my identity then.”

”Tomorrow?” Oliver gasped in surprise. ”You're actually taking down Benjamin Yuan? He is the very definition of evil!”