Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1677

He had, after all, boarded the ship under the guise of the world's premier arms dealer, granting him unrestricted access to the backstage.

His official cover story was that he needed to conduct a preliminary inspection of a new, highly classified batch of weapon components before they hit the auction block.

With the level of clearance the Joker alias commanded...

Slipping an extra piece of special cargo onto the manifest and rushing it to the stage would be a hassle, but it was far from impossible.

Julian reached for his comms to relay the orders to his men.

"There's no need for that," Serena laughed.

Julian looked up, meeting her gaze.

Serena leaned lazily against the control console, crossing her arms. Her clear, calculating eyes swept over him as she offered a half-smile. "Mr. Joker, aren't you planning to cause a massive scene during the night auction?"

"If you tie your name to Specimen Fourteen right now, how exactly is the rest of your little performance going to play out?"

Her smile deepened into something far more cunning. "It'll ruin the show."

Julian paused, a flicker of realization crossing his eyes.

He wasn't trying to steal the spotlight.

He just saw overriding the system as the fastest tactical solution to get Specimen Fourteen from the logistics corridor to the elevator.

But The Panacea was looking ten moves ahead.

She didn't want the Joker alias tethered to Specimen Fourteen prematurely.

If he registered the pod under his name, the moment it hit the stage and he started causing chaos, every eye in the room would instantly connect him to the anomaly.

The ship's administration would immediately throw their defenses up against him, and the other buyers would smell a setup.

Everyone would suspect that this so-called 'priceless special item' was nothing more than a convoluted scheme orchestrated by Joker from the start.

If that happened, the ensuing chaos wouldn't be nearly as devastating.

Julian looked at her, genuinely impressed. His little sister had brought an incredibly sharp operative into their fold.

She hadn't just calculated every single move Obsidian Sun would make.

She had mapped out the entire psychological battlefield of the auction house before the curtain even went up.

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