The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

By the time a few people came out after washing their hands, about fifteen minutes had passed.

The ointment worked, and the cool feeling combined with the burning pain made McTavish feel less painful.

After recovering, McTavish couldn't help complaining, "Why are you guys so exaggerated? Didn't you use a cotton swab to apply it? Your hands didn't touch my butt directly, and you took so long to wash it?"

"Your mysophobia is really serious! This problem needs to be cured..."

In response, Price and others didn't want to answer him or even talk.

They just feel tired.

"Okay, now that the medicine has been applied, you can go back to your room first." Nikolai said unhappily, "Remember to wear pants. Don't be naked all the time. It's an eyesore!"

McTavish knew that Nikolai was a mysophobe and didn't plan to stay any longer.

He struggled to get up, and suddenly his expression became very strange, neither crying nor laughing, with gritting his teeth and his eyes wide open.

"What's wrong? Did you twist it?" several people asked, "Be careful, is it necessary to be so violent?"

McTavish, however, could not put his finger on the feeling.

His butt had just been blown by the wind, and it felt like cooling oil was poured on a key part of his body.

"Fuck you..." McTavish couldn't help but curse, "What the hell is this!"

Price suddenly realized something. He carefully read the instructions on the back of the ointment, and then it dawned on him.

"This ointment contains a lot of good herbs, including an ingredient that is mainly extracted as a cooling oil." He explained, "Your entire butt is covered with ointment, so..."

Having said that, everyone understands.

That indescribable feeling brought by the cooling oil...it really makes people love and hate it.

Several people stared at McTavish's butt in tacit understanding, marveling at it.

Suddenly, someone asked a question: "Where did you get this ointment? I remember there shouldn't be this kind of ointment here!"

This is indeed a good question.

Price didn't know where the ointment came from.

He had just picked it up from the table, as if there had been a tube of ointment in a convenient and conspicuous place on the table before they came.

"Well... this one!" Price shrugged. "It just happened to be at hand, you know!"

Okay, now the case is solved.

The only one who can predict it in advance and put it there is the person who does it.

This really is a chain of events, what fun!

Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Fortunately, Riley didn't do this to them.

Next, to be on the safe side, it’s better to stay away from Riley.

It’s always better to be cautious!
McTavish also realized who had used the ointment. He said angrily, "Why am I always the one who suffers? Why do they only target me?"

"You bastards, traitors, villains! I will remember you!"

Now, everyone is regarded as a public enemy by McTavish.

"I have an idea." Price suddenly had an idea and took action immediately.

He wrapped layers of sterile gauze around McTavish's buttocks, with the contact surface being a special sponge material.

This avoids direct contact between the buttocks and the pants, effectively reduces friction, and is very useful.

With Price's help, McTavish put on his pants successfully.

Just looking from the back, the originally extremely swollen buttocks had grown from the size of a basketball to the size of half a basketball, which was even more strange!

But fortunately I can walk now.

McTavish walked out of the room. He had been busy all morning and was hungry.

"My pants..." Nikolai wanted to cry but had no tears. His bed and his pants were both defiled.

When McTavish came out, Riley was no longer in the hall, and the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team had also left.

He saw half a sandwich on the table and grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

A second later, he spat out, "Pooh!" "What a smell! It smells like mustard and green onions. It's so spicy..."

He picked up the cup and got some water, then gulped down the glass of water.

"Ahem! Why is the water so spicy?"

Price and the others were a step slower. When they came out, they saw that McTavish had already been hit, and it was too late to stop him.

"That... the sandwich might have been made by him..." Sandman said awkwardly, "He said he would make breakfast for us this morning, but we all refused."

McTavish was speechless and choked. He was angry and sad. He wanted to kill someone, bang his head against the wall, and take revenge.

However, with his intelligence and careless personality, he is no match for Riley.

Plus, I already felt a little guilty, so I could only swallow my tears.

He didn't dare to cause trouble for Riley again, so he could only make up his mind secretly: take a detour when he saw Riley.

I swear, I will never mess with that guy again!

Because McTavish was injured, Price and his team cooked breakfast in person, being very careful and cautious, even washing the ingredients repeatedly to ensure that everything was safe. Their cooking skills were indeed good, but due to limited conditions, McTavish could only stand to enjoy the meal, while the others sat around the table.

At this moment, there was a "bang" and Yang Xia pushed the door open. He was stunned when he saw McTavish's strange standing posture.

"What's going on?" he joked, "Soap, what's that look like? Is there something stuffed in your butt? This is too funny!" Yang Xia went to bed early last night and had no idea what happened afterwards.

He slept well that night until he was awakened by hunger. He followed the smell and saw McTavish's hilarious belly. He thought he was making a fool of himself.

Price and others couldn't help laughing and quickly explained the reason to Yang Xia.

A few minutes later, Yang Xia also laughed out loud, "Haha, Soap, you're so funny! But you asked for it, you deserve it!" He laughed mercilessly, completely ignoring McTavish's depressed, miserable, and resentful face.

McTavish muttered softly: "If you, boss, hadn't asked me to pick up the things, this wouldn't have happened... and you still have the nerve to laugh at me..." Yang Xia pretended not to hear, sat down at the table, picked up a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Boss, that can't be done..." Everyone hurriedly tried to stop him, but it was too late. After Yang Xia chewed a few times, he said, "Pooh! What is this? Why is it so spicy?" His cheeks were red from the spiciness, and he stuck out his tongue and kept exhaling.

"Haha, boss, now you understand my pain, right?" McTavish gloated.

Price quickly handed over a glass of ice water to save Yang Xia's taste buds.

It turned out that they didn't clean up the sandwich in time, and Yang Xia didn't expect to sit down and eat it.

It's all a coincidence.

Price and others quickly recounted the events of the breakfast incident.

As the second victim of the sandwich, Yang Xia no longer felt any gloating.

"Haha, Riley really knows how to have fun. But this won't do. What if he hurts someone by mistake? I'll have to talk to him about it later." He spoke righteously, in stark contrast to his previous attitude.

However, if this situation continues, besides McTavish, the only one who will be fooled is Yang Xia, who is completely unaware of the situation.

This is not okay.

"Don't worry, Riley knows his limits. He won't do anything rash next time." Price explained. He knew Riley very well. He was more interested in technology and equipment and probably didn't have time for these things. Nikolai and Sandman also nodded in agreement.

But McTavish didn't quite believe it. He had been tricked twice, and there might be a third time waiting for him someday.

He simply didn't believe Riley would give up.

"That's not necessarily true. Riley is a calculative person, he will definitely do something excessive!" He asked Yang Xia for help, "Boss, you have to make the decision for me!"

The morning's farce ended quickly with Yang Xia's intervention.

He scolded both Riley and McTavish in front of others, and regardless of their shame-stricken expressions, he simply attributed their minor quarrel to a quarrel between children, and even forced them to hug and kiss each other face to face to make peace.

At first the two were certainly unwilling, but encouraged by Yang Xia's "gentle and kind" eyes, they were forced to reconcile.

Both sides made concessions and the matter ended there.

Afterwards, Task Force 141 and the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team, led by Yang Xia, walked towards the warehouse.

Today is the day to inspect and accept those "goods". Everyone is walking briskly, full of anticipation for the upcoming results.

This is not only because of the competition, but also because they want to prove how much help the things they picked up can provide to the boss.

In a corner of the base's warehouse where miscellaneous items were stored, Yang Xia began to sort out the things in front of him.

"Who should start first? I can't clean up all these things by myself. Let's do this. Whoever's next will count with me." He picked assistants on the spot to ensure fairness. Everyone was responsible for sorting out their own things and did not interfere with each other.

"Me! My things are just on the far left, so let's check from left to right!" Aoi raised her hand high.

When you actually start taking inventory, time actually passes very quickly.

All plates and weapons were calculated directly by weight, while crystals, control panels, black boxes, etc. were calculated according to market prices. In the end, Aoi's stuff was worth 20 million US dollars.

"Wow, so many? I thought these things were worthless. I didn't expect them to be quite valuable, especially the crystals from Riley. I made a lot of money!" She was secretly delighted in her heart, but did not dare to show too much pride on her face.

As the first number calculated, the value of 20 million was neither high nor low, and was roughly within her expectations.

Therefore, she felt relieved and relaxed.

Next was Price. "Eighty million dollars!" Yang Xia reported a number three times higher than Kui's.

Aoi's expression instantly turned gloomy. She didn't quite believe it and moved closer to get to the bottom of it.

"Boss, how can the captain's stuff be so valuable? It's impossible! He has even less stuff than I do! And the stuff in the sea area I searched... How could it be possible!"

In response, Yang Xia showed her the list and value table. The comparison between the two seemed a bit bleak.

Although Price didn't get as many things as she did, they were all relatively rare items with a low depreciation rate and could be put into reproduction without much processing.

"Thank you!" Price said with a smile.

Kui felt a little nervous, "No way, no way! At this rate, I won't be the last one, right? No, McTavish should be at the bottom. Don't panic..." She cheered herself up in her heart and followed Yang Xia with full concentration.

Next are Lan and Ying, with 70 million US dollars; Nikolai, with 60 million US dollars; Wild Rose, with 50 million US dollars; Fox Spirit and Sandman, with 40 million US dollars; and even Riley has a full 40 million US dollars.

There was only one person left on the field.

Aoi's expression changed from nervous to panicked, and now pale.

She actually became the last one at the moment.

"I was the one who was punished last time, it won't be the same this time..." She prayed silently in her heart, "I shouldn't be so unlucky!" Aoi didn't want to say anything anymore, she placed her only remaining hope on what would happen next.

Not only she, but others were also curious about McTavish's things. His pile of things was more than twice as high as others, and the amount was amazing.

"Hahaha, I just want to win by quantity. Don't underestimate me. I calculated it at the beginning. This saves trouble and effort, and it can also ensure that I won't be the last one!" McTavish was very proud. Others also praised him for his good mentality. Yang Xia also thought that he had a good mentality, "That's good, sometimes you just need a good mentality! Maybe you can win!"

After a while, "These things are worth five million dollars." Yang Xia reported a ruthless figure. Before McTavish could react, Kui's heart finally settled down. She looked at McTavish with grateful eyes. Fortunately, McTavish did not let her down.

Suddenly, Yang Xia muttered to himself, and he picked up a strange thing that looked like a long wooden board and put it in the test instrument. Others were puzzled, "Boss, what's wrong? Is there anything special about this?" "Isn't this just ordinary deck material..." "What? The result won't be reversed!" "Maybe, haha!" Everyone was talking and making all kinds of guesses. They were all waiting for the test results.

About five minutes later, "Ding!!" The instrument stopped running and the test results came out. Yang Xia's expression was a little solemn. The members of Task Force 141 and the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team were confused and had no idea what was going on. Especially McTavish, who was a little uneasy. Considering that he had caused a lot of trouble recently, he was afraid that there would be more trouble! Then he would probably have to be retrained.

After a moment's silence, Yang Xia weighed the same type of materials again.

Soon after, the news was announced.

"McTavish, total price: 90 million US dollars!"

"McTavish takes first place in this competition!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene instantly boiled over, as if boiling water was suddenly poured into hot oil, and discussions broke out everywhere.

"No way, these things are worth 85 million US dollars?"

"Boss, are you mistaken? How is this possible?"

"Is there really such a precious thing in the world? It is more expensive than diamonds!"

“Did you write an extra zero…?”

"Boss, you..."

McTavish himself was incredulous. He knew nothing about the items he brought back. (End of this chapter)