"Ah, so Your Majesty, you stayed at the base all night?"
In the neat and simple bedroom, a pair of white feet are swaying in the air.
On the bed, Miyano Akemi hugged a feather pillow and laughed happily: "You are really awesome. Sometimes I envy you. A group of like-minded people stay together and work hard for the same goal. And I seem to
I am always out of tune with the people around me, no matter the organization or the school..."
Speaking later, Miyano Akemi’s voice became lower and lower.
On the other side of the phone, Zhu Xingda, of course, had to fulfill his responsibilities as a boyfriend, and comforted him nicely: "Didn't you say that the teachers and classmates in the school are very good people? If you get in touch with them more, you will slowly integrate into the group.
. At first you can bring something to your classmates and teachers, it doesn’t have to be too expensive, just have local characteristics.”
Miyano Akemi chuckled and said: "I didn't expect the king to understand this. I thought you never had to think about interpersonal relationships."
Zhu Xingda himself was a little surprised when he heard this.
Yes, he was not someone who would worry about such trivial matters before, but now for Mingmei...
But Zhu Xingda soon felt relieved: "In short, as long as you treat others sincerely, there will always be people who are sincere in return."
"Are you just like the king?" Miyano Akemi suddenly asked.
Zhuxing paused for a moment before confirming: "Yes, just like us."
The corners of Miyano Akemi's mouth, which had not been lowered since the call was connected, rose again: "Okay, it won't affect your work anymore. You should still have tasks, right?"
"Well, the task is not urgent." Zhu Xingda was silent for a while and then asked his girlfriend a question, "Mingmei, do you think our life is good now?"
"Huh?"
"Or are you satisfied?"
Miyano Akemi was stunned. She didn't know why Zhu Xingda suddenly asked such a question, but she still answered truthfully: "I am already very satisfied when I meet the king. I am often glad that I didn't step on the brakes... Ah, that's not what I meant.
I mean..."
Zhuoboshi, who rarely made expressions, was mostly amused by Miyano Akemi: "I know, just keep talking."
"Well, just..." Miyano Akemi hesitated, "Although I'm fine now, I'm always worried in my heart. Your Majesty and my sister Shiho are both. On the surface, they seem to live a carefree and carefree life, but as long as they are physically
In the organization, no matter which department it is, it is very dangerous. I can't participate in your work, and I don't even know if the organization will allow us to be together."
Over the years, she has been suppressing the fear in her heart, trying not to think about what to do in the future. Today's problem with Morohoshi Dai made Miyano Akemi face her own heart for the first time, and she became even more uneasy.
Morohoshi on the other side of the phone fell silent because of Miyano Akemi's answer.
He got a satisfactory answer, but at the same time he discovered his own problem - he failed to give Mingmei a sufficient sense of security.
Mingmei is different from the rest of the organization. Perhaps he should speed up the task and destroy the organization as soon as possible. Only then will they be qualified to consider the future.
……
【July 6】
Who is it?!
Come out quickly!!
……
Recently, there has been constant friction between the organization and MI6 in the UK.
I don’t know what the top management of the organization is thinking. After coexisting peacefully with MI6 for so many years, they suddenly want to provoke a little dispute.
The problem is that these are just small fights and no big moves.
After all, the UK is the base camp of MI6. No matter how powerful the organization is, it is just an unofficial terrorist organization with limited power. It mainly relies on the natural advantages of the enemy's covertness and our covertness.
If you really want to compete with the former empire on which the sun never sets - it will be your own destruction as a moth flies into the flame.
So even if it was just a small fight, the atmosphere in the entire organization was extremely solemn. The gentleman even seconded Yu Jiang, who was far away in Japan, to the British action team.
Yu Jiang was unwilling to go, but he couldn't bear the fact that Belmod, who was usually aloof and evil, begged him personally.
"What, you have a problem with me?" Belmod was sitting in the preparation room putting on makeup, and asked lazily after feeling Yu Jiang's unfriendly gaze.
Now that the eye knife was noticed, Yu Jiang simply looked at it openly: "Why MI6?"
The organization has enmity with almost all countries in the world, and Interpol regards them as a thorn in the flesh. Yu Jiang can't figure out the reason why the organization deliberately chose MI6.
Unless... it has something to do with him.
Belmod laughed: "How do I know? Maybe MI6 has been making too many small moves recently. They have disconnected several of our contact points recently."
Naturally, Yu Jiang would not easily believe Belmod's lies. He asked instead: "Hasn't MI6 done this kind of thing rarely before?"
"So it's time to give them some color."
Belmode stood up and looked at the brunette in the mirror with satisfaction, who was completely different from himself.
"Sister is going out to work, and my brother will stay here to look after the house." She reached out to touch the hair on Yu Jiang's head, pretending to be affectionate, but Yu Jiang, who had long since grown up, sidestepped away.
Yu Jiang's eyes were solemn and he warned her with a cold face: "Don't touch me."
"Ah, my brother will no longer be cute when he grows up." Belmode retracted his hand indifferently, picked up the handbag on the table, and walked towards the door.
Yu Jiang stayed where he was, his eyes falling on Belmod until her figure disappeared into the corridor outside the door of the preparation room.
He walked to the place where Belmod had disguised himself, stretched out his fingers and lightly scratched the table, picking up a little bit of less conspicuous "dirt".
To be precise, this is not dirt.
Yujiang put the dirt under his nose and sniffed it, confirming that it was a disguise material that was usually used to deepen skin color.
The material has not dried yet, so it was obviously just used in the morning.
But the person Belmode chose to disguise herself as today is Caucasian just like her, so there is no need to adjust the color of her skin.
So why did she use this material?
Yu Jiang's eyes gradually darkened, while the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.
Sure enough, he knew that this trip to the UK would not be so boring.
Yujiang quickly wiped away the remaining disguise materials on the table, as if they had never splashed out from the storage box.
According to the original arrangement, Yu Jiang should stay at the base today to sort out the latest intelligence, but now he has changed his mind. He is going to see what Belmode is planning.
When Yu Jiang left the base, Belmod had already gone far.
But it doesn’t matter, there is a downtown area to the east, and there are relatively many surveillance cameras. Even if Belmode disguises herself, she will try to minimize the chances of being photographed by surveillance cameras, so she will only walk westward.
There is an area to the west where homeless people and all kinds of idle people gather. With the way Belmode is dressed today, he will inevitably be talked to when he gets there, which will most likely affect his work efficiency.