Chapter 164 - Lupin

"Who has bailed me out?" asked Oliver as the police officer, Jack, escorted him out of the cell.

"Some Mr. Euler," replied the officer. "He is waiting for you in his car,"

Oliver frowned; he didn't know anyone with this name. He opened his mouth to ask more about his patron, but thought better of it. In his line of work, the less you bothered the cobs, the better. 

Anyway, he was out again, that was all that mattered. 

He would see what this Euler wanted later. Oliver might have failed his high-school exam, but he was not a fool to believe somebody would spend one grand on him for nothing.

He signed the papers without checking what was written on them, and walked out of the damn station with his empty purse. The scumbags hadn't spared even his hard earned bucks. 

Sure enough, a black SUV was parked nearby. A man in black beckoned him over. 

Just in a glance, Oliver knew he was in deep shit. No good ever came from interacting with these black ravens. He cursed under his breath and walked to the car.

"Get in!" said the man in black, before Oliver could ask anything. "Mr. Euler want to see you."

The door opened and Oliver hopped in. He had to. He had no money for a taxi. Cops had confiscated his mobile, so he couldn't call his buddies.  And his den was too far away to walk. Worst of all, he was starving. 

After almost an hour-long ride, Oliver found himself at the headquarter of Uvisoft, a famous video game company.

Why the hell was Uvisoft interested in a petty thief like him? Oliver wondered as he waited in a room that reminded him of the interrogation room, where he had been tortured for days.

The memories rattled him. He wanted to leave the damn place as soon as possible. But his rationality told him not to. Whoever this Mr. Euler was, he couldn't afford to offend. 

Oliver drank the water from the bottle placed on the table before him to calm himself down.  Just then, a middle aged man with dark blue eyes stepped in. He was holding two files. What caught Oliver's eyes was his golden watch.  O mother of gun! It was the Patek Philippe White Gold Calibre. $ 6.9 million watch! 

Oliver calmed himself down. He couldn't lose his cool. 

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Oliver Brown." the man said with an affable smile. Oliver noticed the Cartier Panthere Glasses. 

The man threw the two files on the table and sat down in the chair placed across from him.

"I'm Sigmund Euler, CEO of Uvisoft," the man said, looking straight into Oliver's widened eyes.

"Thank you for your kind help, Mr. Euler." Oliver hurridely put on his sweetest smile that had deceived many. 

" I don't know how to repay this kindness,"

"You don't have to. We admire talents at Uvisoft. And you're a gifted man, Mr. Brown." said Euler, his sharp eyes appraising him. For some reason Oliver felt the man could see through him. 

Oliver blushed. After all, who didn't like praises and compliments, even if they were just pleasantries? 

"You are embarrassing me, Mr. Euler." Oliver said. He didn't know where the man was going by buttering him up.

"No! I have looked at your file. Each of your thefts was nothing but the testimony of your godly skills," 

Euler's words rendered Oliver speechless. None had praised him like this before.  But again, not many knew about his talent. For the first time when he got captured due to the foolishness of Lupin. 

"What do you want me to do?" Oliver asked, gulping down the remaining water in the glass.

"Haahaa! " Mr. Euler chuckled lightly.

"As one can expect from an artist; straight to the business. Okay, then I won't waste your time anymore," Euler's face turned serious.

"Have you ever played a VR game, Mr. Brown?" he asked.

"Yes, " Oliver replied, more puzzled than he was.  He did play a few VR games in his free time. But he was not a gamer or anything.

"Good! It makes our tasks easier," said Euler. "The thing is, we have developed a VR game, not like the one you see in the market nowadays. Our game is so realistic that the player will feel he has been teleported into another world, and is living a second life. "

Oliver gave the CEO an astonished look. Was it even possible?

Of course, he had read novels where Mc got teleported into a video game and all that nonsense. But that was in fantasies and fictions.

Science had a long way to go to reach there.

Euler ignored his expressions, and went on.

"We want you to play it for us, and assess its difficulty level,"

"Isn't it the job of a game tester?" Oliver was puzzled.  He might be a good thief, but it had nothing to do with his gaming skills. Had he really bailed him out to test his game?

"Normally it is. But in our case, only a gifted person who had breached even the advance security systems can help us,"

"Why? "

"Let me tell you about our game a little." Euler folded his hands as he explained.

"Our game is called Grand Theft. In this game, the player is teleported into a new world where he has to steal various treasures to accomplish the missions, and to level up."

"You want me to play this game and evaluate the difficulty level of each mission," Oliver cut him off.

"Yes! What do you say?" Euler looked at him excitedly.

"Of course, we will pay you for the job," he added.

Oliver didn't reply immediately. He pondered over the unexpected proposal. He couldn't see anything wrong.

"How much will I get?" he asked.

"Everything is written in this contract," Euler opened one of the files he had brought with him.

"Here, " he pointed to one of the statements.

Oliver's eyes widened as he looked at the figure.

"$100000"

"What do you say?" Euler asked, pleased at his reaction.

"When can I start?"

There was nothing to say. He agreed then and there. Oliver read the contract carefully. It said he would be paid level wise.

After clearing each level, he could choose to leave or move ahead. It was all up to him. Of course, if he wanted $ 100000, he had to clear all the stages.

Even after reading the contract three times, Oliver couldn't find any suspicious statements. So he signed the papers with a bor

"Yes! What do you say?" Euler looked at him excitedly.

"Of course, we will pay you for the job," he added.

Oliver didn't reply immediately. He pondered over the unexpected proposal. He couldn't see anything wrong.

"How much will I get?" he asked.

"Everything is written in this contract," Euler opened one of the files he had brought with him.

"Here, " he pointed to one of the statements.

Oliver's eyes widened as he looked at the figure.

"$100000"

"What do you say?" Euler asked, pleased at his reaction.

"When can I start?"

"Yes! What do you say?" Euler looked at him excitedly.

"Of course, we will pay you for the job," he added.

Oliver didn't reply immediately. He pondered over the unexpected proposal. He couldn't see anything wrong.

"How much will I get?" he asked.

"Everything is written in this contract," Euler opened one of the files he had brought with him.

"Here, " he pointed to one of the statements.

Oliver's eyes widened as he looked at the figure.

"$100000"

"What do you say?" Euler asked, pleased at his reaction.

"When can Is.

Even after reading the contract three times, Oliver couldn't find any suspicious statements. So he signed the papers with a borrowed pen.

There was nothing to say. He agreed then and there. Oliver read the contract carefully. It said he would be paid level wise.

After clearing each level, he could choose to leave or move ahead. It was all up to him. Of course, if he wanted $ 100000, he had to clear all the stages.

Even after reading the contract three times, Oliver couldn't find any suspicious statements. So he signed the papers with a borrowed pen.

rowed pen.

"Yes! What do you say?" Euler looked at him excitedly.

"Of course, we will pay you for the job," he added.

Oliver didn't reply immediately. He pondered over the unexpected proposal. He couldn't see anything wrong.

"How much will I get?" he asked.

"Everything is written in this contract," Euler opened one of the files he had brought with him.

"Here, " he pointed to one of the statements.

Oliver's eyes widened as he looked at the figure.

"$100000"

"What do you say?" Euler asked, pleased at his reaction.

"When can I start?"

There was nothing to say. He agreed then and there. Oliver read the contract carefully. It said he would be paid level wise.

After clearing each level, he could choose to leave or move ahead. It was all up to him. Of course, if he wanted $ 100000, he had to clear all the stages.

Even after reading the contract three times, Oliver couldn't find any suspicious statements.. So he signed the papers with a borrowed pen.