Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 874

Chapter 874 Smarter Than A Genius

Soon after, Anthony took out a silver handgun from the drawer and played with it. Just then, the door was pushed open, and Benjamin walked in from outside.

"Tony, did Thalia and Miguel go out?" Benjamin asked.

Anthony turned around in his swivel chair while spinning the handgun with his fingers. He gave a slight nod and said, “Yes.”

Benjamin casually walked inside and inquired, "What are you doing?" Before he could finish speaking, his gaze suddenly fell on the silver handgun in Anthony's hand. His eyes lit up instantly, and he whispered "Don't move!"

Startled, Anthony abruptly stopped twirling the handgun and looked at his younger brother. "What's wrong?"

Benjamin walked toward him, his gaze fixed on the object in his hand. When he got closer, he reached out and carefully took the handgun from Anthony, saying, "Let me have a look!"

Anthony's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he watched his handgun being taken away, but he seemed indifferent. "Go ahead and look. There's no need to make a fuss about it!"

After receiving the handgun, Benjamin carefully examined it in his hands. Upon discovering something, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. He couldn't resist asking the person beside him, "Tony, where did you get this?"

"I found it while I was looking through the drawer," Anthony said casually, glancing at the bottom drawer that had not yet been closed.

"Did you just replace it randomly?" Benjamin's eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you sure you're not joking?"

"Is there a problem?" Anthony asked back in response. Benjamin's reaction seemed a bit over the top.

Seeing Anthony's confused expression, Benjamin couldn't help but explain, "This handgun was designed by a Granatanolan. Despite its delicate and compact appearance, it has high accuracy and a long range. It's also very comfortable to hold. It is uncommon to come across a design that maintains such precision in this form factor, and this is one of them. However, after all these years, this model has long since been discontinued. Although there have been many imitations, their accuracy is far inferior!" With his eyes wide with surprise, Benjamin could not help but admire the handgun in his hand as he spoke. "I never expected to see one after all these years!"

Anthony, not quite understanding the situation, glanced briefly and remarked, "Isn't it just a handgun? Why make such a fuss about it?"

"You don't understand, do you? If a handgun has high accuracy, it can save someone's life in a critical moment!" Benjamin replied without exaggeration.

When Anthony heard that, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "But it also depends on whose hands it is in. If it's in Daddy's hands, what you said should be possible!"

"You're right, that's one of the issues, but now we're talking about this design, this model!" Benjamin emphasized. Seeing that Anthony was about to say something, Benjamin suddenly added, "Forget it. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you!"

Anthony was rendered speechless.

However, as Benjamin admired the object in his hand, he didn't seem to be looking at something dangerous. Instead, it was more like he was appreciating an outstanding piece of art.

Watching him like that, Anthony felt the same way he once did when he saw a computer.

Indeed, that was how people often behaved when they encountered something they were passionate about.

Thinking of that, Anthony looked at him and said, "By the way-"

"Wait a moment!" Benjamin suddenly stretched out his hand to interrupt Anthony, his eyes fixed on the object in his hand. He casually said, “Let's talk about it later!"

Carefully setting the handgun aside, Benjamin studied its design and construction with great interest and enthusiasm.

Anthony raised his eyebrows slightly but didn't say anything. His gaze shifted back to the computer, and he continued typing away, seemingly busy with something.

It was hard to say how much time had passed, but eventually Benjamin figured it out. A smile spread across his face, and he looked up at Anthony. "Tony, I really think the person who designed this handgun must be a genius!"

"Really?" Anthony raised his eyebrows, looking unconvinced.

"It must be!" Benjamin was very confident. After understanding the design, his mind became clear and enlightened.

Anthony looked at him and said, "Then you must be smarter than a genius!"

Upon hearing that, Benjamin chuckled and responded, "I hope it's as you said!" As he was laughing, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Anthony. "By the way, what was it that you wanted to tell me earlier?"

Anthony suddenly remembered and said indifferently, "When Thalia left, she mentioned that there's a weapon in the bottom drawer of every room. You can take a look at them!"

Benjamin suddenly paused. "Are you serious?"

"Yep, this gun is what I took out of this drawer here!"

Upon hearing that, Benjamin immediately headed toward the door, grumbling as he walked, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Anthony remained silent.

When he wanted to say something, Benjamin's figure had already disappeared.

Anthony glanced in the direction of the door and shook his head helplessly.

Just then, Denise passed by his door, holding a cup of water in her hand. She peeked in and asked, "What's wrong with Ben?"

"He seems to have discovered something he is interested in," Anthony teased.

Denise furrowed her brows, not knowing what Anthony was talking about. She found the world of boys to be quite boring.

"I'm going back to my room to sleep!"

"Good night!"

"Night!"

Watching Denise leave, Anthony once again focused on the computer. Even though he appeared calm, in reality, he had been waiting for something for quite some time.

He glanced at the wristwatch, and a frown formed on his forehead.

They should have arrived by now, but I have yet to hear from them.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, the phone on the table suddenly rang. Hearing that, Anthony immediately picked it up and answered.

"Hey, how's it going?" he asked directly.

"I couldn't replace it!" Thalia said directly.

"Couldn't replace it? Why? Did the person leave?"

"The location you tracked is on the main street. If I am not mistaken, he must have made the call while in a car, which is why the location is set here!" Thalia stated, looking around and confirming once more that it was a road.

When Anthony heard that, his eyebrows furrowed. "I don't know whether to say this person is highly vigilant or just lucky!"

"I actually think he came here with ulterior motives!" said Thalia.

"Ulterior motives? Why do you say that?"

"The exhibition location for that painting is right here!" Thalia enunciated.

Upon hearing that, Anthony was slightly taken aback for a moment. "You mean the exhibition location is on that street?"

"Exactly!"

All of a sudden, Anthony thought of something and uttered, "All right, I got it. I'll check the surveillance cameras in that area to see if I can replace him, and then I'll track him down!"

"What about us?" Thalia inquired.

"Come back!"

"Understood!"

Anthony then hung up the phone and immediately began a new search.

It was not a challenge for him. It was, at best, one of many things he had done. It was not difficult. All he needed was some time.

Soon after, he discovered the street and noticed that there were numerous surveillance cameras in the area. He checked the time Lindon appeared and began using the system to filter through the surveillance footage.