American comics: Old Wolverine, do whatever he wants.

Chapter 52 Auction Banquet
Outside a magnificently decorated building, there is a car parked, its cheap feel is out of place in this building.

"Are you sure it's a wise choice to take Laura in?"

Caliban turned back from the driver's seat and glanced at Laura and Logan in the back seat. "She might make things worse. I mean, she's still young and inexperienced."

"Should I take you with me?"

Logan rolled his eyes at him. A white man with albinism would become the focus wherever he appeared. Compared with him, although Laura was small, at least she would not receive as much attention.

"Laura won't cause trouble. If it weren't for the invitation letter, I would rather go alone."

Logan took out a black invitation from his pocket. There was a silver cross printed on the cover, and the workmanship looked very exquisite.

"Cross Auction Invitation Letter" This is the invitation letter taken out from Notland's office yesterday. In addition to the invitation letter, the requirements for participation also specifically state that two people must travel together and the capital verification must be more than 200,000 US dollars.

For this purpose, he had to dress up Laura carefully and let her participate in the auction with him.

As for the minimum capital verification of 200,000, it was relatively easier to solve. The money saved from the Lawrence family, plus the remuneration paid by Gabriela before he left, could barely make up the 200,000.

"Maybe Victor doesn't want us to save him. Taking huge risks would bring disaster to all of us, which would make him live in guilt forever."

Caliban looked at Logan and was very opposed to this risky action.

"Shut up!"

Logan interrupted Caliban coldly, his voice unquestionable, "For him, it's worth it."

"Hey, don't get excited."

Caliban spoke quickly, pressing his hands down to signal Logan not to get angry, "I was just saying it casually, and Victor may not be in there. He is a saber-toothed tiger. Who can catch him?"

Logan ignored Caliban and turned to straighten Laura's collar. The girl was wearing a brand new black suit and pink sunglasses. Her delicate and pretty face looked very lovely.

In order to attend the auction, Logan bought new suits for himself and Laura. Although they were not as expensive as the custom-made ones, they were much better than the cheap suits they had worn before.

He whispered to Laura: “Don’t be nervous later, you just need to follow me.”

Laura nodded obediently, with a hint of anticipation between her brows.

"Let's go."

Logan pushed the door and got out of the car, and the two walked towards the magnificent building together.

Caliban in the car looked helplessly at the two figures, one big and one small, and at the building hundreds of meters high, feeling a little worried.

It would be difficult to escape if there was a conflict like this.

At the same time, Logan took Laura into the building and took the elevator to the Cross Auction on the 14th floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Logan was amazed by the high-end banquet hall.

The entire banquet hall is decorated in a very high-end style, with soft colored lights shining in the banquet hall. It is not dazzling, but it makes the entire banquet hall full of a relaxing visual feeling.

A skilled pianist is playing soft notes on the stage, and the gentle music seems to cleanse the soul.

The self-service pastries on the table are so exquisite that ordinary people cannot even dream of them just from the presentation alone.

There were many people standing in the hall, holding wine glasses and talking in low voices. They were elegant, polite, the men were very gentlemanly, and the women were like princesses from the royal court. Among those present, except for Logan and Laura, I am afraid that the rest were either wealthy or noble businessmen who could directly influence the economy of the entire state of Nevada.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

The waiter in a tuxedo walked over slowly, nodded politely to Logan, and asked softly.

"Brandy and juice."

Logan glanced at Laura beside him.

The waiter was not surprised at all by Laura's age. After nodding respectfully, he served two drinks to the two of them.

Logan held the wine glass and took Laura to find a seat. It was obvious that the banquet was just a formality, and the main event was the auction, so naturally no one was interested in the exquisite food on the table.

However, Laura Kinnik couldn't care less. There were few things to eat in the laboratory. After escaping, she lived a simple life with Gabriela. How could she have seen so many delicacies?
She tasted all the sweets and snacks on the table without any hesitation, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised in satisfaction.

"Mr. Notland, why are you so late?"

A voice caught Logan's attention. He looked towards the door and saw Notland walking out of the elevator.

He smiled and said to his old friend who was asking, "I was delayed by something."

At the same time he glanced around the banquet hall, but fortunately he did not recognize Logan.

This is normal. After all, Logan did not have any direct contact with him at the beginning. He just appeared at the door of his office with Victor.

Logan sat in a chair, paying close attention to Notland's movements.

"What good stuff are you going to buy this time?"

Notland took a glass of red wine from the waiter with a smile and talked in a low voice to his old friend.

"It's hard to say. There are too many items for auction this time, and they are all very attractive." The old friend replied softly.

After a pause, he looked at Notland with a smile, "What about you? I guess you must have something good that you've set your eyes on."

"No no no."

Notland narrowed his eyes, smiled and shook his head at his old friend, "I have prepared a big surprise this time."

"Oh?" The old friend was a little curious.

Notland pretended to be mysterious, and said softly while drinking red wine: "You will know it later. It will definitely open your eyes."

The old friend's curiosity was completely aroused, "You've made me look forward to this auction even more."

Logan listened to the conversation between the two and frowned slightly.

At this time, the waiter came out. At the same time, the piano music stopped, the colored lights were turned off, and the waiter held up the microphone to announce that the auction was about to begin. He asked those who participated in the auction to go to the hall to get their numbers and take their seats according to their numbers.

Everyone in the field began to move and walked towards the hall.

Logan led Laura to seats 17 and 18, which were relatively close to the front. He chose a seat and sat down with Laura.

Just as he sat down, Notland also held up the number 16 and sat to Logan's left.

Logan just took a glance and then looked away, not intending to pay any attention.

However, Notlande took the initiative to greet him enthusiastically, "Lance Notlande, may I know your name, sir?"

"James Logan."

Logan had no choice but to force a smile in response.

"James..." Notland murmured a few words in a low voice, and asked again with some curiosity: "What business does Mr. James do?"

Even if he didn't know all the wealthy businessmen in Las Vegas, he had heard of their names more or less, but the name Logan was a little unfamiliar to him.

“The logistics industry rarely shows up.”

Logan made up a random statement, trying not to look at him directly.

"Logistics business? I've never heard of a family with the last name Logan in the logistics industry?"

Notland stared at Logan's face and suddenly said, "But you look familiar. Have we met before?"

(End of this chapter)