The flying king of a certain Pokémon

"Thomas, why don't you introduce us?"

A tall and handsome blond man patted Thomas on the shoulder, raised his head slightly, and looked down at Yan Pengyu with arrogance.

Whether it is "handsome" or "overlooking", they are both very accurate descriptions.

Anyone who sees him marvels at his appearance.And the height close to two meters is enough to disdain most people.

Porcelain skin, golden satin hair.

It is as if the characters in ancient Greek sculptures or oil paintings have come to reality.

"You don't even know this person? Have you been out of touch with society for too long?"

Beside the blond man, a middle-aged woman with wheat-colored skin sneered.

She looks mediocre, perhaps because of her age, her figure has begun to lose shape.But she has a unique temperament, a temperament that can't make people ignore her existence.

A...dangerous temperament.

Linghuang's breathing was slightly stagnant, and she stared at the woman vigilantly.

This woman is eccentric.

Thomas scratched his head helplessly, and said, "This Caucasian man is Zephylan from the Vatican, and this Aztec man is Courtley Qiu."

"Oh...Zephilan, Courtley Qiu...what an interesting name."

Yan Pengyu muttered to himself meaningfully, and looked at the two of them carefully.

"Her name aside, is there anything 'interesting' about my name?"

Ze Feilan walked up to Yan Pengyu and continued to use her height to look down at Yan Pengyu.

"It's nothing, it just doesn't feel very common... Both of your names are. My impression of foreign names is Jack, John, Tom."

Faced with this similar provocative behavior, Yan Pengyu was expressionless and just smiled.

Ze Feilan stared at Yan Pengyu coldly, and after a while, she suddenly showed a gentle smile.

"So that's the case, I misunderstood. But...you will have to get in touch with the outside world more later. Hesperides is an international organization, isn't it? Your Excellency Lambda?"

Slightly bowing and taking two steps back, Zephylan stood in a row with the other two reserve members again.

And Courtley Qiu didn't react at all from the beginning, and just stood by and watched Ze Feilan's provocation against Yan Pengyu and the verbal confrontation between the two.

"Zefiran, you're like this..."

Thomas had an angry face, his thinking was relatively simple, and he only felt that Zephylan was very disrespectful to others.

It's not because they are now reserve members and Yan Pengyu is a full member with a code name, but because of the behavior he doesn't like.In his opinion, since he is a companion now, he shouldn't provoke him with such a gunpowder smell.

"It doesn't matter, Thomas. I was the first to offend in words, and it's normal for Zephyran to be angry."

Yan Pengyu interrupted Thomas and shook his head slightly at him.

Zefeilan also smiled slightly and spread her hands.

Linghuang blinked, and quietly pulled Yan Pengyu's sleeve.

At the same time, her voice was directly transmitted to Yan Pengyu's mind.

"Is this how it's used? It's so convenient...Yuyu, did you confirm it just now? This Zephyran is the so-called 'spy'?"

….Yan Pengyu had a weird face, what kind of strange name is "Yuyu".

Before he could answer, Zephilan and Courtley Qiu looked over with strange eyes.It seems to be thinking about the relationship between the two.

When receiving the task information, King Lin Hui sent an additional message.

That is to observe these three reserve members during the mission. Except for Thomas, the other two are likely to be spies sent by other organizations.

Especially this blond young man named Zefeilan.

But... In Yan Pengyu's view, the woman named Courtley Qiu cannot be ruled out as a suspect.

Zefilan, 29 years old, from the Vatican.His father was a priest in Britain and later moved to the Vatican to become a cardinal.Three years after becoming a cardinal, he adopted a baby, Zephyrán.After inspection, Zephilan was actually the illegitimate son of the cardinal.He grew up with an Yinbo since he was a child, and became the squire of the "Templar Knights". At the age of 21, relying on Taiyang Yinbo to become a senior trainer, at the age of 27, he suddenly had a conflict with the head of the Knights Templar, and defected after killing a guard.

Just looking at this resume, I feel very suspicious.

So suspicious that Yan Pengyu wanted to believe that Ze Feilan was not a spy.

After all, if he wants to send spies to other organizations, it is absolutely impossible to make up such an unconvincing reason.

"I don't quite understand. Since they might be spies, why should they be allowed to come into contact with the organization? Even recruit him as a reserve member."

Linghuang tugged Yan Pengyu's sleeve again, and looked at Ze Feilan warily.

Yan Pengyu was a little speechless. By doing such a small gesture at this time, isn't it exposing what they are investigating?

Linghuang is good at fighting and training, but obviously, she can't understand this kind of twists and turns.

Yan Pengyu simply held Linghuang's hand behind his back, pretending to be a couple in love, and put his lips to her ear:

"Don't have any obvious reaction, just leave it to me."

Ling Huang only felt a gust of hot air blowing into her ears, and a blush flashed across her cheeks.He squeezed Yan Pengyu's hand stiffly, lowered his head and said nothing.

Anyway, she's used to pretending to be cold.

Ask her to say that if you encounter someone who doesn't know if it is an enemy, you should try to beat him up first, and then beat him up after you are sure it is an enemy.

Then this idea was transmitted to Yan Pengyu's mind along the hairpin made of special metal.

"The purpose of setting up an organization is to find like-minded companions, and the investigation of identities is just to ensure safety. This way of keeping people out, there is no way to develop. Even if there is a spy, there is no need to uproot it immediately. Anzi can use it instead."

"use?"

"For example, the simplest thing is to first disclose some irrelevant and correct information to deceive trust and make the opponent believe that their secrets have penetrated into our interior. However, at critical moments, use false information to conceal the really important actions."

"..."

Linghuang felt that his mind was a little blank.

Obviously she is not stupid, why can't she think of this?

"For another example, pretending to let one of your own people defect, and let the other party absorb people in exchange for more information. In this way, you successfully planted a secret in the opposite direction. Or more simply, approaching the spies can make it easier to investigate, along the way The thread behind him is to follow the vine and uproot the opponent. At least it has to be investigated clearly, who is he working for."

…. "Huh? Work for whom? Isn't it the Knights Templar?"

Zephylan is a member of the Knights Templar. If it is a spy, it is installed by the Knights Templar. It is very reasonable-at least Linghuang thinks so.

"It's not that simple. In my opinion, he doesn't look like a member of the Knights Templar."

Yan Pengyu was thinking, but on the surface he had a sunny face, chatting with Ze Feilan without saying a word.

Zephylan is too high-profile, high-profile to deliberate, deliberate to suspicious.

He didn't look like a spy who wanted to hide his true identity and entered the organization, but rather like deliberately trying to convince Yan Pengyu that he was a member of the Knights Templar.

It's almost like the embodiment of the stereotype of the Templars-seemingly humble but with arrogance from the bottom of his heart, demanding everyone to respect and even submit to him.There is an undisguised fanaticism when it comes to the "god" they believe in.

Such a person has almost no possibility of betraying the Knights Templar.

If Yan Pengyu was a member of the Knights Templar, he would never choose this person as a spy.

"Anti-logic? No, this is not a multiple-choice question. Anti-logic cannot gain trust. Can we expose our identities and let us deliberately mislead the Templars? Or are we hiding deeper identities?"

Yan Pengyu smiled brightly, and Ze Feilan responded with a calm smile.

Ze Feilan knew that Yan Pengyu was investigating herself.

Yan Pengyu did the same.

"Things are getting interesting."

In Yan Pengyu's heart, a flame of emulation and curiosity gradually ignited.

"Sure enough, dealing with people is the most tiring thing."

Looking at the two people in front of him, Linghuang reaffirmed this idea.

The flying king of a certain Pokémon.

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