[Comprehensive British and American] How agents solve the single problem

02

Merlin took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

Then his first reaction was: there is a conspiracy!

The second reaction was to get up and check to see if a third person had visited his apartment and if surveillance equipment had been placed.

But when he was about to get up, the girl who was still lying in his arms—whether she was or not, let's call her Phoebe first, tugged at Merlin's skirt curiously.

Merlin: "..."

Well, before he could do anything, he had more important things to do: find clothes for Phoebe.

"Stand up first, girl." Merlin said with extreme embarrassment.

Phoebe tilted her head, and then climbed off Merlin crookedly. During the process, the sheet on her body almost slipped off, and Merlin helped her tie a knot in the back in time.

Then Merlin realized that she didn't understand what she meant.

After climbing down, the girl just looked up at him, and watched curiously as Merlin walked to the closet and took out a brand new nightgown from it: "Come here, put this on for now."

Then Phoebe raised her left hand and crawled toward him.

Merlin: "..."

He held his forehead: "Stop!"

Phoebe stopped and stared at Merlin on all fours, confused.

God, what the hell is going on here? !

Merlin put down the bathrobe for the time being, and then quickly checked the room: there was no sign of intrusion, nor any wiretapping equipment he guessed, except that the white cat Phoebe was missing, and there was a blonde girl in the house out of thin air. very normal.

After the inspection, Merlin walked back to the bedroom with heavy steps, and "Phoebe" had already climbed back onto the bed, curled up next to the pillow, resting on his arm.When he heard the door open, he just raised his eyes lazily and whimpered.

Well, first of all, no hostile organization will come up with such an extremely stupid undercover method, and secondly, even if there is, then this little girl is too similar to the usual white cat, sleeping and the girl at this time Much the same.

To be honest, after two days of continuous work, Merlin's body and mind had reached their limits. He let out a tired sigh and decided to wait until he had enough rest before thinking about it.

So he went to the bed: "Girl, you have to put on your clothes."

Phoebe mumbled "Hmmm".

Merlin: "Phoebe."

He emphasized his tone, the girl who was still pretending to be asleep suddenly paused, then secretly raised her eyes to look at Merlin again, seeing that he didn't intend to get angry, so she swaggered over and continued to sleep.

Merlin: "..."

God, he really needs sleep right now.

So Merlin didn't even care about etiquette, and helped Phoebe up from the bed.The girl screamed a little, reached out and hugged Merlin's arm without letting go.

"Phoebe, let go."

Phoebe didn't move.

She tightly grasped Merlin's arm, leaning half of her body on his body, her gray eyes filled with horror.Merlin thought she was having a temper at first, then realized that cats have no waists.

This also means that she probably won't sit upright like a human.

What's the matter.

Merlin had no choice but to reach out and pat Phoebe's waist lightly.

The girl's waist was slender and thin, and his palm covered most of it: "Put your strength here, Phoebe, straighten your body up."

Phoebe's breathing was stagnant, she hesitated for a moment, and sat up according to Merlin's instructions.

"Good girl."

Merlin let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, she can still understand English.

After Phoebe sat upright, Merlin quickly put her bathrobe on, tied the belt, and then tore off the loose sheet under the bathrobe.

Fortunately, there was a spare bathrobe, which avoided a lot of embarrassing situations: such as changing the girl's clothes personally, and the fact that Merlin's house did not have women's underwear.

Lingerie...

From this point, Merlin quickly started thinking: If she can't sit, it means she can't stand and walk, let alone wear clothes, eat, etc., and other basic behaviors that a normal person should have.

Merlin suddenly had a headache.

No, he must rest, and now Merlin feels that he has gradually lost his ability to think.

So he sighed, "I've got to sleep, Phoebe, you just stay here and rest, okay? Just nod."

The girl sitting on the bed nodded obediently.

With her here, Merlin couldn't rest in the bedroom.

So he took his pajamas, took a quick shower in the bathroom, and then moved the quilt to the guest room.

Merlin was exhausted to the extreme, his last action in the twilight was to set the alarm clock to wake up in a few hours, and he fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

But he woke up before the alarm went off.

In his sleep, Merlin wanted to turn over, but felt that there was a heavy weight around him, as if Phoebe was lying on his shoulders.It always likes this, it has a good cat litter to stay awake, it has to be squeezed together with Merlin, and it has to be on his shoulder——

and many more.

Merlin suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes, and the ceiling of the guest room came into view.

Recalling what happened a few hours ago, Merlin suddenly realized something was wrong, he turned his head slowly, and what he saw was not a white cat, but the strange blonde girl.

She was still wearing his bathrobe, resting on his shoulder, breathing steadily, obviously asleep.

Looking down, the strap of the bathrobe was loose for some reason, and the girl's clean legs were bare|exposed, her knees and insteps were red.

Merlin: "..."

She didn't crawl over, did she? !

Merlin fell asleep immediately.

He rubbed his forehead, and moved carefully to the edge of the bed.

Now Merlin's consciousness is much clearer, and his brain has recovered its former wisdom.His thoughts automatically returned to the question just now: Phoebe can't stand, can't walk, and doesn't seem to be able to talk.

This means that Merlin is now facing a blonde girl who is about three years old and under the age of autonomy.

But where did she come from?

Is it really a white cat?How is this possible? Merlin only felt that the scientific theories he had studied had endured severe challenges.

Merlin, who has always been omnipotent, felt for the first time that this matter could not be handled by himself.

He had to find someone to help him think with him.

Merlin picked up the mobile phone beside the bed, thought for a while, and chose to send an email to his long-time colleague and friend, former Galahad, Harry Hart, who had just taken Arthur's place not long ago.

Merlin: [There was an accident and I was in the apartment. ]

Harry: [on the way. ]

I knew he was reliable, and even though Harry was almost the most unruly and ignorant of the rules when he was Galahad, no one would say he was incompetent.

After sending the email, Merlin temporarily put down the phone and turned his head. The blonde girl Phoebe was still curled up beside the pillow, the neckline of her loose bathrobe was slightly open, and her white skin was faintly visible.

Merlin: "..."

He thought about it, and sent another one: [If you can, bring a whole set of women's clothing. ]

Harry in the mail: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Having known each other for so many years, Harry has never discovered that Merlin has a hobby of women's clothing? ?

5 minutes later Harry: [I don't think you're a good fit for this. ]

Merlin: "……………………"