Lyle and Charlie had known each other for a long time; he had collaborated with Charlie many times before.
Therefore, the addition of electronic equipment and a battery to the vehicle this time was also to satisfy his needs.
After Hunter saw the two exchange a few pleasantries, Charlie hurriedly brought Lyle and his motorcycle into the warehouse together.
Only then did he introduce the two to each other.
"Hi, Lyle. This is Hunter, a skilled hand who's in charge of the vehicle's modification."
"Hunter, this is Lyle."
Although Lyle looked a bit dazed, he clearly wasn't lacking in common sense.
He had worked with Charlie before, so he quickly understood what Charlie meant.
He immediately smiled and took the initiative to shake Hunter's hand. "Hi, just call me Lyle."
"I bet you've heard of Napster (a famous music-sharing software)."
"Actually, I'm its true creator, but Fanning stole my nearly completed software and idea while I was asleep."
Charlie looked at Lyle with some helplessness; he didn't expect that even after several years had passed...
Lyle would repeat this to everyone he met.
As for the truth of Lyle's words, Charlie wasn't actually sure.
But he didn't care about that, because the only thing he cared about now was finding the traitor Steve and taking revenge on him.
Hunter had also been a programming student in his previous life, but he was only a half-baked one.
He had forgotten everything he learned in university in his last life shortly after graduation.
He didn't actually know if what Lyle said was true or false either.
But that didn't stop Hunter from responding.
"Hunter, I'm good at the Repair and modification of vehicles."
"By the way, I also ride motorcycles."
Lyle's eyes lit up when he heard this.
He didn't actually like motorcycles that much, but as a computer genius, Lyle was also something of a shut-in.
Even in the US, shut-ins didn't have much of a market.
It was precisely because Lyle heard that girls favored cooler, more manly men...
...that he followed the trend and bought a motorcycle, and a custom version that cost a lot of money at that.
He just hoped to become more popular with women.
"Hi, let's exchange notes when we have the chance!"
Hunter smiled and nodded, but he couldn't help but recall the scene from just now.
This guy riding his newly bought motorcycle and crashing head-on into the warehouse wall.
Seeing that the two had greeted each other, the impatient Charlie began to take over the conversation.
"Lyle, Hunter has already finished most of the modifications on the vehicle."
"I've bought all the equipment you wanted."
"Next, you two discuss how to continue installing this equipment."
Lyle was clearly a night owl; although it was already very late, he didn't care at all.
Hearing this, he immediately nodded. "No problem, leave it to me."
Charlie pulled him aside again, gave him a few cryptic instructions, and then left.
Hunter didn't intentionally cause trouble; he knew that the Steve Charlie planned to take revenge on was very cunning and difficult to deal with.
Therefore, the vehicle currently being modified could only be used as a tool vehicle later.
So, Hunter wasn't worried at all that Charlie and the others would stop contacting him after he seriously completed the job.
While communicating with Lyle, he carefully modified the vehicle according to the requirements.
Along the way, during the modification process, he also fixed all the minor problems on the original second-hand van.
By the time Hunter was certain that this second-hand Dodge Ram 3500 Van...
...had been revitalized in his hands...
...it was already early the next morning.
"Ha!"
Lyle had been yawning repeatedly since more than two hours ago.
But he was a decent guy and actually toughed it out to accompany Hunter through the final touches.
"Finished!"
Seeing Hunter start to pack up his toolbox, Lyle was suddenly jolted awake.
He quickly stood up and asked, "Is it done?"
"Yeah!"
Hunter nodded; he and Charlie had already exchanged contact information yesterday.
The remaining ten thousand us dollars in payment would be settled after Charlie inspected the work.
"Lyle, I'm heading back first."
"Tell Charlie for me that if there's anything he's not satisfied with, he can contact me to keep modifying it."
With Hunter's current physical fitness, staying up all night actually had almost no effect.
However, his work was done.
Charlie wasn't here, and Hunter knew the other man wouldn't easily pull an unfamiliar person into his team.
So, if he wanted to join Charlie's team...
Hunter still needed an opportunity!
Lyle was clearly tired; he couldn't stop yawning as he nodded in agreement. "I got it, I'll tell Charlie."
"Good, here's my email address and contact number."
"When you have time, I'd like to learn some computer skills from you."
Although Lyle wanted to enjoy the favor of girls more, he was still quite pleased by Hunter's compliment.
He nodded with a smile. "No problem, as long as it's related to computers, I know a thing or two."
So, after exchanging contact information...
Hunter soon hopped on his old motorcycle and headed toward his residence.
After returning to his place, he checked carefully.
After confirming that the few small markers he had left previously hadn't been touched...
Hunter simply ate something, took a shower, and fell into a deep sleep.
What he didn't know was that while he was asleep...
In a Locksmith Company in Los Angeles, Charlie Clock was currently talking to a blonde beauty.
"Slater, I know you don't want to see me right now."
"But I had to come see you and tell you one thing: I found him."
Slater Bridger, a classic blonde beauty.
She looked at Charlie, suppressing her anger, her face very cold.
"Who?"
Charlie knew that Slater still hated him for causing her father's death a year ago.
And she was the daughter of his old friend John Bridger, a famous locksmith expert in Los Angeles.
Slater ran a Locksmith Company; she could open almost any ancient or modern lock found on the market.
Even various safes, and even some models of vaults.
Slater could open them all!
Of course, provided it was legal.
Charlie: "I found Steve; he's in Los Angeles right now."
"Hiding right under our noses. No wonder I couldn't find any sign of him in various European countries over the past year or so."
"He's now going by the name Frazelli and living in a remote, luxury mansion."
"According to some intelligence I've gathered, most of the ton of gold he stole from us last year should still be in his hands."
"Slater, I'm going to go to him for revenge."
"So, I need your help."
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