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Chapter 800

Qin Fei did not expect that the famous MI6 leader Ms. M, the legendary mysterious figure, would actually work in such an office.

At least it is quite different from what I saw in those 007 series movies.

In those movies, M always sits behind a large desk, and the interior decoration is simple but very luxurious.

However, M's office in front of him looks like a messy little study.

The area is only twenty square meters. An old wooden desk is filled with various documents. An unmarked computer is placed in the center. Fortunately, the light is not too dim, making the whole space

It doesn't look too cramped.

"Ah! Qin, are you here?" Ms. M raised her head from behind the pile of documents, took off her glasses, and said to Federer: "Go and give the two guests a cup of tea."

Then his eyes turned to Qin Fei: "The black tea we have here is pretty good."

After that, he stood up from the black leather chair, walked around the desk and walked to Qin Fei.

"Go sit on the sofa and let's talk slowly."

She first came to sit on a separate sofa chair, and then asked Qin Fei and Charlotte to sit on the long old sofa opposite her.

Putting her glasses on the table, Ms. M rubbed her glasses and straightened her snow-white hair.

"Qin, before meeting with the French, I must emphasize a few points."

Qin Fei nodded and said, "Madam, please speak."

Ms. M opened her mouth, leaned on the sofa, raised her head and took a long breath, as if she was preparing for the next conversation.

After a moment, she lowered her head and looked back at Qin Fei's face.

"The Gauls are, in a strict sense, friends of our Empire on which the sun never sets. You should know this very well. This has been the case since World War I. The relationship between us is very stable."

Ms. M said slowly: "So tonight, my role is just a middleman who does not hold any position. I owe you a favor, so this is what I return to you. But as the head of an intelligence organization,

I cannot express any opinion on the conversation or even negotiation between you, I hope you understand this."

"You have done enough, ma'am." Of course Qin Fei understood, as Lao Yu said, it is impossible for people in the Empire to offend the French Gaul chickens because of an insignificant or even worthless princess.

What's more, the Comoros Islands have always had a subordinate relationship with France in a certain sense. That is the Gauls' own affairs. The Sun Never Sets Empire has no reason to interfere, and it is not worth doing.

The world is always very realistic.

"I think you must understand a principle." Ms. M said: "In international affairs, as long as there is no legitimate reason, one party will never point fingers at the other party. Even if it is a fictitious excuse, there must be an excuse. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Qin Fei nodded.

"That's good." Ms. M took out an old-fashioned pocket watch from her pocket, held it up to the light and looked at it, "We still have half an hour."

"Where can we talk?" Qin Fei asked, "Here?"

"Oh! No, no, no, my young man." Ms. M laughed, like the aunt next door.

Qin Fei suddenly discovered that people like M looked absolutely inconspicuous. The so-called inconspicuous means that at a glance, there is nothing particularly outstanding about this person. His eyes are introverted and can even be said to be a bit muddy and old.

Just like a waning old lady, her appearance does not have a certain temperament that makes it difficult to take your eyes away from her as she walks by.

All in all, she is an old aunt you can't find even if she is lost in the crowd.

Spy, this is the real spy.

Qin Fei had seen M's performance in Stockholm: calm, determined, cold-blooded, and ruthless.

When something unexpected happens, M is like a female tiger suddenly resurrected. No one can doubt the ability, execution and power of this famous intelligence agency leader.

Federer knocked on the door, brought black tea to the three of them, and then left respectfully.

M held up the black tea and took a sip. He raised his eyes from behind the cup and looked at Qin Fei.

"Qin, do you want to attack Comoro?"

Qin Fei was shocked. He came to M first. Logically speaking, M would think that he wanted to solve the problem through diplomatic means. He should not have thought that he was actually formulating an attack plan.

This old aunt really knows her own temperament well and has guessed the way people like her do things.

However, he was not willing to admit it easily, because firstly, he was not convinced, and secondly, it was definitely not a good thing to have someone see through his mind. No one knew whose side M was on, in case her relationship with the Gauls was more overriding.

If you put yourself above yourself, wouldn't it give away the opportunity?

"Not yet." Qin Fei said calmly: "I think it's better to contact the Gauls from you first and see what their attitude is."

"Well -" Ms. M made a strange expression, "You should be able to tell their position by looking at their news statements at this time."

"But, everything will change, right?" Qin Fei said while drinking tea, thinking that after meeting the Gauls, he would tell the Gauls about the information that the ghost had leaked to him.

The Black Sun organization is an underground criminal organization, and the drug trade is not a good thing that can be seen in the light.

What's more, Black Sun intends to use Comoro as a springboard to penetrate Africa and expand its power, and the drug processing center is located on the island, which is also the main transit point for transportation to Europe. Logically speaking, the Gauls should not like it.

Support this kind of person.

Qin Fei guessed that they didn't know that Gary had already cooperated with the Black Sun organization, and was already collaborating and even poisoning the people of Europe.

This is where Qin Fei feels there is still hope.

After hearing Qin Fei's words, M did not answer, but smiled slightly, showing that strange expression again.

"Qin, have you ever thought about cooperating with our organization?" M said: "I really admire you as a young man. You have to know that elite mercenaries like you are really rare. Top killers, special forces

Retired military officers... Oh! This is a perfect combination for a covert operations team!"

Qin Fei put down the tea cup, looked at M and said: "Madam, I would like to know what are the benefits if I cooperate with you? Also, what tasks will you ask me to do?"

"Ah..." M was stunned for a moment. She originally thought that Qin Fei would play Tai Chi with him again, but she didn't expect that this young man was quite advanced and went straight to the topic without any hesitation.

"Every country has potential external threats, and there will be traitors in every country. These are the sores on our body and will affect the health of our entire body. Sometimes, we must do something to remove those who can

The fire that lit the whole house was put out in the bud, so we needed some strong execution teams."

M said: "In the final analysis, given the nature of your corps, it is best suited for cleanup work."

Qin Fei's eyes were burning, and he said with a half-smile: "Madam, I finally understand. You want me to be a shadow organization and then do your dirty work for you."

M smiled: "It's good. We will provide generous remuneration, funding, and the resources of our powerful empire that the sun never sets, including technical support, etc., and even, at certain times, we can provide certain

Asylum. There are some things I cannot say openly, but I at least want you to believe that there are many benefits."

In fact, Qin Fei doesn't seem to be too entangled with MI6 at all. Gravedigger is an example.

Speaking of asylum, if something really happened, M would not hesitate to cut up the X mercenary group in order to save himself.

"Madam, thank you very much for your invitation and appreciation." Qin Fei said: "I think it is better for us to maintain the current limited exchanges. For example, you have a task to do, or you are really urgent and can't find anyone.

If you find the right person, I can do it for you. The problem is, I have the right to refuse the task. I don’t want to be your subordinate. Maybe then, you won’t be as kind as you are today. I still like you when you owed me a favor.

Look."

M was stunned again, and finally burst into laughter.


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