America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Faced with this blunt question, Vivian not only did not react, but instead an elegant smile appeared on her slightly pale face.

"Things were a bit unexpected, but the ending was actually pretty good, wasn't it?"

Vivian had barely finished speaking.

Then, a black figure silently emerged from beside the liquor cabinet behind her.

It was the day Vivian came to visit Rongdingge that the female driver in the Mercedes-Benz was.

At this moment, this capable woman in her early thirties was holding a Glock pistol with a silencer firmly in her hand.

Although the dark muzzle of the gun was pointing towards the ground, Chen Yuan had no doubt that if Miller's gun had been moved even an inch further toward Vivian, this ghostly female bodyguard would have blown Miller's head off much earlier.

This is the source of Vivian's confidence to sit upright in front of the assassin.

"Did you know someone would try to assassinate Vanderbilt?"

Chen Yuan's tone instantly turned cold, instinctively feeling that this accident was inextricably linked to Vivian.

After all, if her bodyguards had acted in time, Miller might not have had the chance to kill Vanderbilt.

"You overestimate my abilities, Chen." Vivian shook her head. "While I do hope you can help me deal with Vanderbilt, I didn't expect something like this to happen."

"Miller is the security chief here, who would have thought he'd suddenly go crazy?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Miller lying on the ground and then laughed:

"However, the club's security officer turned out to be an armed assassin who publicly shot the heir to a pharmaceutical tycoon in the head..."

"It seems my good-for-nothing brother is going to be in big trouble again."

She stood up, slowly approached Chen Yuan, and finally whispered a sigh of praise in his ear:

"You really always manage to bring unexpected surprises, dear Chen."

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The sudden shooting brought the lively new semester party at the USC School of Life Sciences to an abrupt end.

Within minutes, several LAPD police cars surrounded the Trident of Neptune Club, and all guests had to undergo strict screening before they could leave the club.

Fortunately, since the event was a private event, the guests' identities were very clear, which reduced the workload for the officers at the Long Beach Precinct.

Most importantly, the murderer had already been subdued by a customer and easily arrested.

To be precise, Miller's jawbone was broken, and he also suffered a mild concussion. He was carried into the police car while unconscious.

The events unfolded much as Chen Yuan had predicted: Miller's sister's condition worsened after using the immunodeficiency treatment provided by Pioneer Medical, and she was now in critical condition.

Miller borrowed a huge sum of money to save his sister's life.

However, just minutes before the incident, Miller, who was waiting at the meeting room door, received a phone call from his father.

Unable to afford the expensive medical costs in the ICU, the younger sister has been forcibly transferred to a regular ward.

Without the availability of professional medical equipment to prolong her life, this was tantamount to sentencing her to death.

Driven to despair, Miller developed a desire for revenge, especially since Charles Vanderbilt, the heir to Pioneer Medical, was holding a meeting in the conference room right behind him.

That's why he forced his way into the conference room and retaliated with a gun.

In addition to an M1911, Miller also had a Glock pistol on him.

Clearly, his intended targets for revenge were not limited to Vanderbilt alone.

Therefore, Chen Yuan's act of seizing the gun and knocking Miller unconscious can definitely be considered a heroic act of selflessness.

Despite the presence of dozens of witnesses and the presence of surveillance video throughout the entire incident.

He still had to give a statement for several hours before he was allowed to leave.

After all, Miller shot and killed the heir of a well-known company in full view of everyone, so the LAPD definitely needs to find out the whole story.

So when Chen Yuan left the Trident of Poseidon, it was already past midnight.

He glanced back at the several LAPD police cars still parked behind him, and felt a pang of sadness.

It seems like every time I come here, I cause quite a bit of trouble.

Just as he was about to go to the parking lot to drive home, a car horn suddenly sounded from the roadside.

Turning my head, I saw a black Maybach parked not far away.

Chen Yuan's heart stirred, and he slowly walked over.

Sure enough, through the rolled-down car window, I saw an exquisitely beautiful smiling face.

"Why did it take so long? Let's get in the car first!"

Vivian had obviously been waiting here for a long time, and Chen Yuan didn't stand on ceremony, opening the car door and getting in.

The interior space is much larger than I imagined. In the spacious and luxurious rear seats, the sound insulation panels between the front and rear rows have slowly risen, creating an absolutely private space.

As soon as Chen Yuan sat down, Vivian handed him a glass filled with crystal-clear champagne.

"This is to thank you. My bodyguard just told me that in that situation, even if she had acted immediately, she might not have been able to stop the security specialist who was a retired Marine Corps officer."

"If you hadn't drawn his attention, Vanderbilt wouldn't have been the only one collapsing in the conference room."

The security guard at the Sea Cucumber Club was clearly no ordinary security guard; judging from Miller's shooting skills, which resulted in a headshot, he was definitely a professional.

However, Chen Yuan rushed to Miller's side immediately and even dodged two bullets.

An ordinary college student could never possess such skills.

However, Vivian simply looked at Chen Yuan with interest, without saying a word.

Chen Yuan felt uncomfortable under her gaze and finally couldn't help but ask:

"You knew all along that Vanderbilt's free healthcare program had problems?"

Vivian nodded, took a sip of champagne, and continued:

"Although Vanderbilt's words sound noble, as you might guess, they're just looking for free guinea pigs. If a company like that were to have a medical scandal, it would absolutely damage USC's reputation."

At this point, she sighed softly, "I had hoped that your eloquence would deter Vanderbilt from bringing their company's free aid program to the campus. But I never imagined that there would already be victims, and that he himself would lose his life because of it."

Chen Yuan's face darkened. Sure enough, this woman invited him to the meeting to use him as a pawn!

Fortunately, someone had a real gun and blew Vanderbilt's head off.

Vivian continued, "Vanderbilt is dead, and his Life Sciences Foundation's charitable fund will likely be unable to continue operating. So I've decided to allocate the $6 grant that originally belonged to him to you."

"You not only saved me, but also everyone who was there at the time. I believe they won't have any objections."

This sum of money was undoubtedly a huge windfall for Rongdingge, which had just become a pilot partner of USC. However, Chen Yuan remained expressionless throughout.

"A whopping $9? If that's just for giving out boxed meals, the homeless in the South Side could eat like that until the end of the year."

His meaning was clear: even if Vivian donated $9, the money would mostly go to charity and wouldn't benefit him much.

Hearing this seemingly complaining remark, Vivian couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Dear Mr. Chen, the funding that USC allocates for the collaborative pilot program, in addition to food supplies, can of course include 'security upgrade costs,' 'site maintenance depreciation,' and even your 'senior consulting allowance' as the person in charge."

Vivian leaned slightly to the right, and the girl's delicate fragrance instantly enveloped Chen Yuan.

She lowered her voice and whispered in Chen Yuan's ear:

"As long as you find a smart accountant and make the terms look a little better, you can spend this $90,000 however you want, even if you use it to buy a sports car."

"Anyway, the person ultimately responsible for signing off on the audit by the student council... is me."