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 Robert tilted his head back slightly to prevent Natasha's breath from blowing directly on his chin.

However, Robert couldn't control the opponent's limbs. Seeing Natasha's whole body pressing against her, Robert saw all this and was anxious in his heart.

After all, not everyone has the psychological ability to accept an old woman in her eighties. Even though this old woman is still young and beautiful, Robert still can't get over the psychological hurdle.

"Wait, I think we should talk about your purpose first." Robert quickly opened the distance between the two parties.

If Robert could easily solve Natasha's troubles, he wouldn't mind helping her out. But if Natasha's troubles couldn't be easily solved and she kept pestering her, Robert would have no choice but to deal with her.
If a female tourist is missing from a cruise ship, it can still be interpreted as a slip and fall into the water.

Rob's thoughts were racing and he secretly clenched his fists.

Seeing Robert's indifferent expression, Natasha smoothed her long hair: "You should know about the red house..."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything." Robert rubbed his forehead.

The Red Room...isn't this the training organization that trained Natasha...

If you think about it based on the plot, you will know that Natasha probably wants to betray the Red House organization now.

The Red Room...if we follow the parlance of this world, it should be the secret service organization of the Far North Alliance.

In other words, it is not entirely accurate to say that Natasha is now an agent of the one-armed general of the Inmet Federation. She is actually a spy sent to the Inmet Federation by the Far North Alliance.

To put it simply...he is a double agent.

But none of this has anything to do with Robert. Anyway, he will definitely not help Natasha deal with any red house organization.

Natasha frowned: "You only need to help me deal with a few high-level people in the Red House, and I will deal with the rest."

"How many senior executives?" Robert smiled.

God knows if the top management of the Red House has regional-level or even higher strength. Even if they don't, Robert doesn't want to go to the Far North Alliance, which is far away from his destination. He doesn't want to go to the north to endure the cold.<

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Natasha took off her black gloves and glanced at Robert: "Before you reject me, I think we can communicate first. Maybe you can get good information from me, such as the passenger information of this ship..."
Robert took a step forward and shook his head to reject Natasha's proposal: "Miss, you seem to have made a mistake. You don't seem to be the captain of this ship. Instead of asking you for information, I might as well go and greet the captain.

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"Please don't jump to conclusions in such a hurry. Sometimes, passengers can find things that the captain can't." Natasha smiled confidently.

Things that cannot be found...

Is there anything else shameful about this ship?

Robert expressed doubts.

He paused, wanting to hear Natasha's further explanation.

"You should have heard that many cruise ships in Gotham City have some shady businesses, such as smuggling."

Natasha crossed her arms and tapped her elbows with her fingers: "But the smuggled goods on this ship are a bit strange. Normally, there are not too many smuggled goods on cruise ships because of the heavy load on the ship and government inspections.

Wait for these factors."

"However, this ship did not consider the cruise ship's load at all, and even the government greatly relaxed its smuggling limits, so that the smuggled goods on this ship reached twice the normal smuggled goods."

Robert retracted his foot: "What's the problem?"

"Our trip is an international flight. Do you think it is reasonable for this ship to carry so much cargo? The inspections of various countries alone are enough for it to drink. In order to double the profits of this trip, it goes to the trouble of dragging down the countries.

Regarding the bottom line of smuggled goods, do you think the person behind it is so stupid?"

Natasha pointed to her head.

Robert also noticed something was wrong. If what Natasha said was not a lie, then there was indeed a big problem with the ship's cargo.

"So the cargo of this ship may not be the so-called smuggled goods. Is that what you want to express?" Robert touched the stubble on his chin.

He pondered for a moment: "Miss, if what you said is not a lie, then I think it is indeed necessary for us to cooperate briefly because of this matter."

Robert didn't want his plan to leave Gotham City to be aborted because of unknown cargo.

"Lead the way, you should have found out where the goods are stored." Robert gave the order without any politeness.

The sooner the matter is resolved, the better. Who knows what those goods are, maybe they are a bunch of bombs.

Robert made a joke in his mind and followed Natasha to Room 304 on the first floor of the ship.

The early morning air was humid and friendly, which did not make people think of getting up. As a result, Robert and Natasha did not meet a single passenger along the way.

Robert and Natasha opened the door to Room 304 so easily that Robert couldn't believe it was a room containing "items".

"It's strange that there is no guard here." Robert walked into the room quickly.

Looking up, the layers of piles on the ground were covered tightly with tarpaulins, making them airtight. The volume alone could fill the entire room.

Natasha opened a corner of the black tarpaulin with a heavy expression on her face: "Bomb."

"Good job." Robert stood there and breathed out heavily.

With such a pile of bombs on a ship, it would be difficult to move it off.

By the way, who is so free to trade bombs?

Or maybe someone wants this ship to explode?

Robert tried his best not to think about so many miscellaneous things.

The two looked at each other, quickly left the room, and ran straight to the crew room.

"The person who can put so many bombs on the ship must be the staff of this ship. If the bombs have a remote control switch, they must also be in the hands of this staff."

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Lounge.

The crew members who received a sudden visit cast doubtful eyes on the two unexpected passengers.

"Beautiful lady, do you need our help? I am the first mate of this ship." A man with muscles that could be used as rocks for viewing straightened out the slightly small red tie on his chest. He was obviously very talented.

I just changed into my sailor uniform.

The captain was a small old man, who looked less than 1.4 meters tall, but he spoke with great authority and authority, like a bolt from the blue: "Hey, two distinguished passengers,

Welcome aboard our cruise ship Thunder, which has a history of more than ten years..."

Robert grabbed the captain's collar, and like an invigilator checking whether candidates had brought any prohibited items, he touched the bad old man all over his body.

"No."

After checking all the staff on the ship, Robert could only draw this conclusion tiredly.

Natasha also rubbed her waist: "If it's not a crew member of this ship, would it be a passenger of this ship?"

"It must be the crew of this ship. With so much cargo, it will take enough time to move it aboard without anyone noticing." Robert glanced at the captain.

"You...what do you want to do? If it's that kind of service, we won't provide it." Captain Smida's beard kept shaking, as if it would fall off his face in the next second.<

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