Becoming A Tech Tycoon Begins With Regression novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173: The Swap [2]

"Who the hell are you?" Laohu said in Mandarin the moment he regained consciousness, which was just a few minutes after he was placed in the van.

"No one," Tag answered as he walked to the back, scanning for something for a few minutes before saying, "Zero, where the hell is it?"

Zero peeked from the partition window as he was in the driver’s seat, on his head was a high tech VR-looking helmet.

"Where’s what?" He asked, seemingly completely clueless.

Tag’s eyes twitched before he gripped as he muttered, "why did I even bring you?"

{Because he’s part of the team?} Spectra said with a chuckle, {besides, would you rather have the kid on field duty? Maybe dressed as the grandma instead of me?}

"No way," Tag shook his head, before approaching the partition window and stretching his hand, "hand it over."

"Come on, " Zero said, "just a few more minutes?"

"No," Tag responded, leaving no room for negotiation.

Zero groaned dramatically but finally removed the helmet with both hands, holding it out like a kid surrendering his favorite toy.

Which was strange since the helmet had nothing to do with toys...his reaction would’ve been understandable if that was a VR headset, but it wasn’t.

The thing was a creation by Ethan used to mess with the brain, it was the same helmet used on Dmitri and Nathaniel.

Ever since it was used on him, Zero had been stuck wanting to play with it, for a reason know to none but him.

The moment the helmet was handed over, he slumped forward before letting out a whine.

Tag ignored the theatrics and turned the helmet in his hands.

Slowly, he walked towards Laohu, who had been trying, and failing, to free him from the bindings.

"It’s useless," Tag told him, in Mandarin, "I made sure you were tightly bound, so there’s no way to escape."

Irina’s training had involved speaking in multiple languages and this just happened to be one of the few.

If knowing ten languages could be called, ’few’.

"So," Laohu said, "am I right to assume your group was the one that rescued one of yours a night ago?"

"..." Tag said nothing in response, he just continued walking forward with the helmet in hand. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Can I be the one to put it on him," Zero,who somehow had moved from the front to back of the van requested.

"No." Tag held the helmet out of reach.

Zero froze, his hand still extended. "...no?"

"No."

That elicited another look of disappointment on his face as he went back to the front, somehow fitting through the partition window.... though, it was big enough to allow him passage.

"What’s that?" Laohu asked, looking at the helmet in Tag’s hand, "looks like some kind of toy."

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