League of Legends

Chapter 56 Barbara who blew herself up (please recommend)

Innocents are not killed.

The Law Enforcement Bureau does not kill.

If you don't want to kill, don't kill.

These are the three principles of Baker's order taking, the most important being the third one. To some extent, Baker often takes orders based on his personal emotions.

only……

Baker looked at Barbara thoughtfully: "If you want to say that you want to quote my third clause, then there is no need to continue this transaction."

Barbara shook her head and said NO, then pointed to a name on the list and said, "This is only an eight-year-old child, you want to send him to see the Lord of Hell?"

Baker was expressionless: "Fortunately, he enjoyed it, and he should also suffer this sin."

Barbara said: "I don't think so. According to your principle of not killing innocent people, is an eight-year-old child innocent?"

Baker didn't bother to defend himself: "So, there's nothing to talk about?"

Barbara took a deep breath and said in silence for a while: "If the people above have really killed or participated in trafficking activities, I will help you kill them, but I will not kill an eight-year-old children."

Done.

Barbara got up from the bed, with an attitude of talking if she can accept it, but if she can't accept it, you just search all over the world by yourself: "It's okay, it's up to you."

Baker narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you threatening me?"

Barbara crossed her arms, shook her head and looked at Baker: "I'm just saying, if you are so unscrupulous, you will be targeted by law enforcement agencies sooner or later, and you are relying on your strength and lack of violent beatings from society. "

Baker sneered again and again: "The kindness of a woman!"

Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, children of mice are born to make holes, and seven-year-old children in the Middle East dare to carry AK47 for faith shooting.

but……

Forget it, if you don't kill, you don't kill, mainly because the location is too far away, and Baker doesn't bother to make a special trip.

The big deal is to place an order with the Intercontinental Hotel.

Barbara frowned when she heard Baker's ridicule.

But when Barbara was about to get angry, Baker said, "Okay, I'll give you three days."

Barbara froze: "What?"

The corner of Baker's mouth curled up: "Why, it's been too long. It's always better to get revenge sooner rather than later. What if you go late and they all hide?"

Barbara frowned: "Okay, I promise you, you can talk now."

"You didn't even ask a question, what should I say?"

"Why are you in Seville and not Madrid."

"Wait someone."

"Wait for someone."

"Knights Templar."

Baker looked at Barbara with a mentally retarded expression and said, "Madrid is one of the strongest bases of the Templars. Do you think I would be so stupid as to run into their lair?"

Barbara ignored Baker's eyes, and only wanted to collect information as soon as possible: "Are you so sure that the Templars will come?"

Baker smiled and said, "I have news from my own channel. As for the channel, don't ask. If you ask, I won't say."

Barbara nodded: "When will the Templars come over?"

Baker once again looked at Barbara with a look that made her want to punch her: "If I knew the exact time, would I have come here so early?"

Barbara: "..."

The conversation lasted until one o'clock in the night, when Barbara squeezed Baker dry before leaving.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that kind of squeezed dry.

Beck watched Barbara's leaving car through the window, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If Barbara was asked to continue asking, frankly speaking, Beck didn't have much news about private goods processing. up.

fortunately.

Baker hastily ended the conversation with one sentence just in time.

What a conversation.

Why would a female assassin care so much about an organization that intends to rule the world?

It's that simple.

Barbara didn't know that when she first met Baker, the pretense she thought was perfect had been torn to pieces.

the next day.

Baker went to Selivia Cathedral again early in the morning as usual, but the result was still the same as yesterday.

empty.

This made Baker a little depressed. What's the matter? How long can a movie last? Even if it's an extended version, six days should be put at the end.

Shouldn't it be preempted by the Templars?

Baker immediately dismissed his thoughts. This is impossible, not to mention that the small mechanism that Baker specially arranged to see if anyone is coming is still the same as usual, and he also placed a scout guard here.

So there is only one possibility.

No wonder they have been busy unifying the world since the Middle Ages, but they have not been able to unify until now. Although the Snake and Shield Bureau has been operating continuously, their execution efficiency is just right.

From this point of view, the Snake and Shield Bureau has a much more future than the Templar Knights. An organization that cannot even guarantee the efficiency of execution has any great future at all.

Baker found a coffee shop near the cathedral, ordered a cup of coffee and took it back to the motel.

When he got back to the motel, Baker saw Barbara at his door with arms folded as if waiting for him to come back.

Go upstairs.

Barbara, who was almost falling asleep leaning against the guardrail, heard the movement and looked at Baker who was coming up from the stairs.

Baker couldn't help being startled when he saw Barbara's expression.

Hey!

Very red eyes.

"come in!"

Baker opened the door with the key, thought for a while, and handed over the iced coffee he had just drank a few sips: "Do you want a drink?"

Barbara looked down at the iced coffee, and took it without saying a word. After a violent operation, the iced coffee was empty in an instant.

Baker's eyebrows twitched.

This is……

The visitor is not good.

After a while.

Barbara sat on the bed and looked at the well-dressed Baker who was sitting on the chair with firm willpower, sneered and said, "When did you doubt me?"

Baker raised his eyebrows: "What?"

really.

But after Barbara left last night, Baker thought about this possibility.

There are many fools in this world, but Baker is not a fool, so few people who can talk to him are fools.

Naturally, Barbara would not be a fool.

Barbara said blankly: "When did you suspect that I am a member of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Baker feigned surprise and got up: "Are you from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Barbara sneered again and again, watching Baker without saying a word, but her expression was undoubtedly saying, make it up, make it up.

Seeing this, Baker sat down again: "From the moment you rescued Wesley."

Barbara said in a deep voice, "The judges have judged that I am not. Where did you doubt me?"

Baker smiled: "With me, there are no coincidences and accidents."

Barbara frowned: "That's all?"

Baker tilted his head: "Yes, but speaking of it, it's just a suspicion. To be sure, I'm 90.00% convinced since you showed that you are so concerned about the Bear Mountain Valley."

"90.00%?"

"The remaining ten percent, just now, you blew yourself up, Barbara."

"..."

　La la la, begging for a recommendation ticket, whoever has it, I'm early, no more, begging for a recommendation ticket, don't talk about other books, you can't be half-hearted.

　　

(End of this chapter)