Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 995 - 680: Loulanel City [16] Baja: Driven to Death by Nora Scott

Late at night.

The clouds covered the moon, making the night profoundly dark, with no light in sight, everything was enveloped in dense darkness.

April Thomason woke up on the dot after two hours of sleep, hearing the creak of the door opening. She looked up and saw a familiar shadow walk in.

"Found it."

With Nora Scott’s low voice, an item was tossed over.

April reached out to catch it.

It was a pair of night vision goggles.

Since there was no moonlight at night and no lights in the village, turning on a flashlight was like blatantly announcing "I’m here", so they relied on equipment or delayed timing. Luckily, Nora discovered night vision goggles on the list of items Pedro Langley made for her, so with a hopeful heart, she went to check the car, and unexpectedly found them.

"Your husband really prepared thoroughly for you," April remarked.

Nora raised an eyebrow, "He’s meticulous."

April felt a pang of annoyance.

Whenever Pedro Langley was mentioned, Nora invariably praised him.

Jumping off the bed, April was eager to go. "Shall we?"

"Yes."

Nora nodded slightly.

The two checked their equipment, ensuring everything planned was in place. April was particularly fond of Nora’s bamboo flute and packed it without hesitation.

Soon, they both left.

"See you later," April whispered.

"Mm."

Nora softly responded.

The next moment, they each turned and headed in different directions.

After nightfall, April roamed the village, familiarizing herself with the newly shifted terrain from that afternoon, easily locating Annabelle Pinto and the Durant Sisters’ residence.

As for Nora, there was no need to worry—she bizarrely knew all the altered routes. Even without a map in her mind, at each junction, she instinctively knew which way to go.

*

Half an hour later.

Passing multiple empty, abandoned residences, Nora finally reached her destination.

She surveyed around the outside, and as expected, as April described, the housing layout wasn’t much different from their own. The courtyard walls were crumbling, missing pieces east and west, with items left unattended inside. The three houses included bedrooms on the left and right, with a living room and kitchen in the middle.

The layout was clear at a glance.

Following April’s instructions, Nora first circled to the back of the old woman’s bedroom. She peered through the window, observing what was inside. After confirming the old woman was asleep, Nora flicked a silver needle, aiming it at the old woman’s arm, waited a few seconds, then turned and left.

After that, she moved to the other bedroom.

The window was sealed; when she tried to open it, she encountered resistance. She managed to open a small slit and saw a thin thread.

——Without the night vision goggles, she definitely wouldn’t have noticed it.

A keen sense of awareness.

Nora squinted slightly, closed the window, and decided not to sneak around. She went straight to the front door.

...

Inside the house.

When Baja heard the slight noise at the window, he was suddenly wide awake.

Ever since the exploration team and the sisters’ group came to Maze Village, he never slept too deeply, staying partially alert so that even the slightest noise could wake him.

Previously, it was merely the rustling of the wind that startled him.

But this time——

He was sure it was a person.

He abruptly stood up, barefoot on the cold ground, reaching for a knife, and cautiously approached the door.

Indeed, there was a faint sound at the door.

Baja tightly gripped the knife, took a deep breath, and stared unblinkingly at the door lock, ready to attack the moment the other person silently unlocked the door.

However——

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud crash sounded from outside the door.

Baja: "..."

Damn?

Shouting a curse in his mind, Baja was momentarily stunned. But before he could react, another "bang" echoed, and the already flimsy and old door shattered completely, wooden planks flying in all directions.

At that moment, Baja glanced towards the door and saw a tall, slender figure.

Clearly, it was a woman.

He had no time to think further, lunging toward her with the knife, but she was well-prepared. In the darkness, she accurately seized his wrist holding the knife, twisting it sharply, sending a wave of excruciating pain shooting up, causing him to shiver.

Baja was street-smart, with considerable skills, but he didn’t expect to encounter a true expert. Within a few moves, he was pinned down with his arm twisted, subdued completely.

Two minutes later.

Baja was tied to a chair by Nora.

With such a big commotion, Baja could only seek the last resort—hoping the old woman would be startled awake and call for help.

He looked outside a few times.

He thought Nora wouldn’t notice in the darkness, but to his surprise, she saw clearly. Nora smirked, "Don’t count on it, she won’t wake up."

"What did you do to her?!" Baja shouted angrily.

Nora replied nonchalantly, "Killed her."

"..."

Baja was so shocked he was speechless.

It was just shock; there wasn’t any grief.

"Tsk."

Nora Scott frowned slightly at his attitude.

What a dutiful son in mourning.

"What did Alexander Vaughn tell you to come and do?!" Nora cut to the chase without wasting words.

"Hmph."

Baja’s response was a disdainful grunt.

"Does it give you a sense of accomplishment to follow Alexander Vaughn?"

"..."

Baja remained silent.

Standing in front of him, Nora toyed with a knife and spoke unhurriedly, "What if I told you that time you were facing jail time, it was Alexander Vaughn who set you up?"

"..."

Baja’s expression cracked for an instant but quickly returned to calmness.

He said, "Kill me then."

"Ha."

Nora scoffed without paying him any mind. She stepped past Baja, walked behind him, caught sight of his unruly hand, and hissed. Then she tossed the knife in her hand, and it flew straight, directly piercing Baja’s hand.

Baja froze for a second, then let out a scream, "Ah——"

Before he could finish his scream, Nora casually picked up a cloth and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"If you won’t talk, then stay silent."

In the local language, Nora murmured, then under Baja’s startled and fearful gaze, turned and walked toward the desk in Baja’s room.

She saw it as soon as she came in.

The desk was covered in documents.

Nora glanced casually, roughly flipped through the thick stack of documents, then took the latest and most important ones—yes, she took them all, a thick stack in her hand, yielding quite a harvest.

"Mmm-hmm-mmm——"

Seeing her actions, Baja struggled intensely.

Nora ignored him.

She gathered up the remaining documents she wasn’t interested in, found a washbasin in Baja’s room, took a lighter, ignited a flame, and tossed those documents directly into the basin.

"Mmm-hmm-mmm——"

"Bang!"

Baja continued to struggle, his efforts so intense that he toppled over with the chair.

Her movements paused, and Nora glanced at him, suspiciously asking, "You want to say something?"

Baja eagerly nodded.

"You should have said so earlier!"

Nora raised her eyebrows, wearing an expression of "I’m easy to talk to," walked over slowly, squatted down, and instead of helping him and the chair up, reached out to pull the cloth out of his mouth.

She asked, "What do you want to say?"

Baja, in desperation, was in tears, his dark face showing a few traces of pity, "D-don’t burn it."

"Give me a reason." Nora chuckled.

"Whatever you ask, I’ll answer," Baja hurriedly said.

"I see."

Nora nodded as if suddenly realizing.

She didn’t agree directly, but under Baja’s gaze, she considered for a moment, then, as if making a decision, clapped her hands and reluctantly said, "Alright then."

"..."

Baja was scared to tears by her poor acting skills.

"Such a grown man, not afraid of blood, why cry?" Nora said with some confusion, raising her hand to grasp the back of the chair, and with a force, pulled both the man and the chair upright.

"..."

Baja sniffled, glaring at her with red eyes.

"Did I burn too little?" Nora asked arrogantly, unimpressed by his expression.

"..."

Baja immediately stopped glaring at her.

He now regretted it deeply.

Since no one from Maze Village ever came over, he lived with his grandmother, far from the crowd, and she didn’t dare enter his room. So he never imagined anyone would target the blueprints and documents.

There was no electricity here, using a computer was troublesome, he only used blueprints for recording.

Which meant there were no backups.

If Nora burned them or took them, all his years of hard work would be wasted.

He didn’t even want to live anymore.

Living in Maze Village, he had always wanted to know the secret of Maze Village, and was curious about Mechanism City. Later, when he met Alexander Vaughn, he agreed without a second thought when Vaughn asked him to do things. He had one goal—to know the secrets of Mechanism City and Maze Village.

Having come this far, he absolutely couldn’t let these documents be destroyed.

Even if it meant betraying Alexander Vaughn.