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By now, Tobias Perkins had stopped considering the meaning of Pierce Lennon's words.
In his subconscious mind, as long as Pierce Lennon needed to speak to him alone, it must not be a trap.
Pierce Lennon had his own principles, and he would not fish with a hook.
That was not his style.
The CT scan was done, and because it was processed urgently, the films could be printed out quickly and the electronic versions were sent back to the headquarters of Rising Sun.
Only after the CT scan was completed did the people Pierce Lennon sent away return, with a look of confusion on their faces.
"Chief Assistant Lennon, we couldn't find the number you mentioned, did we get it wrong?"
Pierce Lennon responded coldly: "If you can't handle this task, why are you asking me?"
"We have finished long ago, and you just came back. You've wasted the Chairman's time. I wonder who among you has the ability to make up for that?"
Pierce Lennon skillfully used Luke Perkins as an excuse.