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

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The next day, outside Merlin's apartment.

Merlin took out the key and glanced back. Phoebe was waiting eagerly for him to open the door.

It had just finished raining and the weather was a bit cool, so Phoebe put on a beige cloak with fluffy cat ears hanging from the hood.She raised her head, her cat ears turned up, and the clear eyes under the brim of the hat were full of curiosity: "Merlin?"

Merlin stretched out his hand wordlessly.

Reflexively, Phoebe glanced down at the bag in her hand, then at the bag Merlin was carrying, and shook her head: "I can do it, it's not heavy at all, and Merlin is carrying things too."

But Merlin still took Phoebe's luggage.

He opened the door of the apartment, and Phoebe followed in. Just as he stepped on the door and was about to take a step, Merlin reminded him, "Change your shoes, girl."

Phoebe: "Okay."

No wonder she always forgets that when she was a cat, she didn't need to wait for Merlin to open the door or change her shoes, it just had to get in through the pet door and roll around the door.

Phoebe took off her boots and put on her long-lost slippers.She followed Merlin to the master bedroom and watched him arrange his clothes and daily necessities in their proper place, and then Merlin took out some orange jam and baked biscuits from the bag he brought back.

"Ah," Phoebe's eyes widened in surprise, "Does Merlin like it?"

This is made by Phoebe and Paddington. Of course, Phoebe is responsible for the biscuit part. After knowing Paddington for so long, she still can't accept the taste of oranges.

"Do not."

Merlin put the biscuit basket into Phoebe's arms.

"Give these to the neighbors."

"why?"

"Because according to human etiquette," Merlin twitched the corners of his lips slightly, "you have to give some gifts when you meet a local resident for the first time, Phoebe."

……

Ten minutes later, Phoebe followed Merlin out of the apartment.

She was carrying a basket and was wearing a cloak. The cat ears on the hood flicked as she walked, like a heroine who came out of a fairy tale.

"I obviously know each other," she whispered, "Why do you want to give a meeting gift?"

"They don't know you, Phoebe."

Merlin walked to Mrs. Ender's house next door.

"To be precise, I don't know you as a human being, and you can't tell everyone that you are a cat."

"Ok."

Apparently Phoebe didn't want to give the cookie to someone who didn't matter, and she was so close to writing "This is the cookie I baked" on her face.Phoebe's reluctance made Merlin laugh out loud, "Smile, Phoebe."

"I know," she put away her reluctant expression, "I know how to be polite!"

Only then did Merlin confidently knock on Mrs. Ander's door.

Mrs. Ender is in her 50s. Her husband died a few years ago. She has been accompanied by an orange Garfield for a long time. According to what Phoebe said before, she gets along well with that Garfield.

Not long after the door opened, Mrs. Ander showed a surprised expression after seeing Merlin: "Jim! I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you going on a trip?"

Jim is of course a pseudonym.All the surrounding residents thought he was an accountant working for the Royal Secret Service men's clothing store on Savile Row.

"On business trip."

Merlin explained concisely, then he turned and waved to Phoebe: "Phoebe, come here."

The Little Red Riding Hood-like Phoebe moved forward strangely with a basket.

She looks pretty and well-behaved, with a pair of clear gray eyes blinking and blinking. Phoebe smiled when she met Mrs. Ender's gaze: "Good afternoon, ma'am."

No one is indifferent to Phoebe's cuteness offensive, not even James Bond, let alone a kind and generous old lady.Mrs. Ender couldn't help saying "Oh", "What a beautiful girl."

Merlin: "Phoebe is me—"

Mrs. Ender said with great relief: "You finally brought your fiancée home, Jim."

Merlin: "..."

Even the omnipotent Merlin couldn't keep up with Mrs. Ender's train of thought for a while.

He had originally meant to say that Phoebe was his niece who had just come to London from abroad and had not yet rented a house and had to live with him temporarily.But what Mrs. Ender said as a matter of course made Merlin lose his train of thought—forget about a girlfriend, what about his fiancée, and even a girlfriend is not right, it is no exaggeration to say that Phoebe is his daughter!

"The wives around here say you don't like women, and I don't think so," Mrs. Ender said with a smile, "It's nice to name the cat after your lover, but I didn't expect Phoebe to be so young. "

"........."

Either it's gay, or it's a sudden airborne girlfriend, Merlin doesn't know which misunderstanding is worse.

But Phoebe is different from Merlin, she is happy to see the misunderstanding of Mrs. Ender.The girl's perfunctory smile immediately became extremely bright. She took out a bottle of jam and a small biscuit from the basket and handed them to Mrs. Ender.

Phoebe's tone was much more enthusiastic: "The meeting gifts for you, ma'am, are all handmade. They are not valuable things, but I promise they taste good."

"You are very kind, Phoebe," Mrs. Ender took the small gift from Phoebe and asked curiously, "Where do you work?"

Phoebe: "I've just moved to London from abroad and I'm studying, ma'am."

This was Merlin's arranged speech, which sounded impeccable, but it sounded a bit weird under the premise that Mrs. Ender acquiesced that Phoebe was Merlin's fiancée.

"You are still a student," Mrs. Ander was a little surprised, "what are you studying?"

"Language, etiquette, and social life," Phoebe responded without thinking.

"..."

"........."

Mrs. Ander's expression suddenly became a little strange.

Merlin held his forehead.

In order to prevent the old lady from turning her head back and calling the police, he had to add: "This is to make her better adapt to life in London. Phoebe can't even speak English until she is an adult."

One sentence made it clear that Phoebe is an adult, and the implication is, please don't think too much, he doesn't want to explain this matter to the police.

This made Mrs. Ender look much better.

But her calm didn't last long, and the old lady immediately reacted: "Then you have a marriage contract, is it a family marriage contract? God, I heard that you work in a shop with a long history. I didn't expect you to have a marriage contract." A family with a long history."

Merlin: "..."

Now Merlin couldn't help but reflect on whether it was a wrong choice for him to just maintain a greeting relationship with the neighbors near the apartment in the past. Who knows what kind of rumors about him in the neighborhood!

"Melin and Merlin are not engaged, ma'am," Phoebe explained in a serious manner, "We are a free relationship—"

"—Phoebe," Merlin warned.

Phoebe shut up resentfully.

However, most of the words have been said, and Mrs. Ender can understand the rest without mentioning it.The old lady who lived alone blamed this on the low-key life style of the host next door. After all, he was very busy with work and rarely communicated with other residents.

But obviously, Phoebe was not like him.

Mrs. Ander liked this girl quite a lot. She smiled and said, "If you feel bored when Jim is not around, you can always find me."

Phoebe was also polite, she nodded seriously: "I will, you have a cat at home."

Mrs. Ender: "How do you know I have a cat?"

As if to reflect Phoebe's words, just as the old lady finished speaking, a thin "meow" came from Mrs. Ender's feet.

It turned out that the old lady's Garfield cat had come to the door at some point.

Merlin finally saw the "orange cat" that Phoebe called. Strictly speaking, this is an orange and white American Exotic cat. It is indeed quite fat, with long hair and short nose. The whole cat looks lazy. of.

"what."

Phoebe lowered her head, and she almost blurted out the name of the orange cat, but at a critical moment, Phoebe held back.

Mrs. Ender laughed when she saw the cat.

"So that's how it is," the old lady said, "This is Ms. Catherine."

Phoebe: "Hello."

Ms. Katrin: "Meow."

It seemed to Merlin that Phoebe really wanted to talk to Ms. Katrin, like she used to do when she was White Cat.But definitely not in front of Mrs. Ander, ordinary people cannot communicate with cats.

"Jim's got a cat too," said Mrs. Ender. "You should know?"

"Ok!"

Phoebe raised her head when she heard the words, and the girl's expression was extremely determined, and she replied word by word: "That's the cutest cat in the world!"

Merlin: "..."

She was almost overwhelmed by her self-confidence.

After exchanging pleasantries with Mrs. Ender, Merlin took Phoebe to the next apartment.

Soon her basket ran out, and the jam and biscuits were all gone. Phoebe walked beside Merlin and couldn't help holding the man's hand.The girl hooked Merlin's finger with her index finger, and the soft skin felt warm.

Merlin was taken aback, and he turned his head: "What?"

Phoebe: "Why do you want to move back? I think it's good to be in the manor. Everyone likes me very much."

Of course, Phoebe is cute, has a cheerful personality, and is sticky and coquettish. Who doesn't like this kind of sweet girl.

Merlin hesitated for a moment, but held Phoebe's hand instead.

The wide palm wraps the back of her hand in it—it's not that Merlin wants to do this, but that Mrs. Ender has misunderstood, and the misunderstanding will soon spread throughout the block. This is better than doubting his sexual orientation or abducting underage girls. good.

"You have to reach out to people in society."

"Aren't Eggsy and the others members of society?"

"Yes, but you've got to have your own social circle, Phoebe."

And all the members of the Royal Secret Service accepted Phoebe because of Merlin.Although he believed that everyone was genuinely good to her, they were not Phoebe's own friends, but gifts from Merlin.

Fortunately, Phoebe understood what Merlin meant.

She thought for a while and said, "Merlin hopes that I can have my own friends."

Merlin: "People in the community are a great place to start because you get to know them."

Of course Phoebe knew them, she'd lived here for months.Many friendly residents often feed the white cat food and fresh water, and even run to other people's backyards, and everyone just pets the white cat's head affectionately.

only……

A rare hesitation appeared on her face.

It wasn't long before Phoebe had learned to hide her emotions, but Merlin still caught on to a flash of negativity.

He stopped, leaned over and looked into Phoebe's eyes: "If you have any concerns, girl, just say it."

"It won't be, it won't be..."

Phoebe looked up cautiously.

"It's not because of me, I made Merlin angry, you, you want to alienate me?"

At this moment, Merlin couldn't help thinking, where did her confidence go?

Being abandoned by the upper family left a shadow in Phoebe's heart.Merlin sighed, he closed his eyes, and then his expression became serious.

"Phoebe," he said, "you are a free human being now, and the door to my apartment is always open for you. It is up to you to decide whether to go or stay. But I will not abandon you. If you are worried, I will still I'll be with you just like before."

"Never mind."

the girl muttered.

"Merlin is so busy, don't waste working time for me."

She could say that, and Merlin was quite moved.

But work is work, and taking care of Phoebe is also a part of the responsibility. I can't just let her go completely just because she has changed from a cat to a human.So Merlin smiled, and he patted Phoebe on the shoulder: "As long as you need it, I will be there."

"we have a deal?"

"It's a word."

Phoebe was relieved.

The smile returned to her face, the girl stretched her arms around the man's arm, rubbed her cheek against Merlin's shoulder affectionately, and said as if she suddenly remembered something: "Ah, then I can bring Paddington over to introduce him to Mrs. Ender?"

Merlin: "...for now."

With everyone's ability to spread gossip, maybe the whole block will know that he has an extra "fiancée" out of thin air without waiting until the evening. The next day, Phoebe will bring a young man to show off in the market. He really can't explain it clearly with ten mouths.

"Then what should I do?" Phoebe was a little distressed. "Being a human is really boring, and there is nothing to do."

Didn't you do the same thing when you were a cat? You ate, slept, and ran around all day long, and you didn't seem to do anything.Merlin couldn't help but shook his head, he had an idea.

"Remember the cats around the manor, Phoebe," he said, "you can go back and visit them instead of the royal agents."

"What about Merlin?"

"I've got to talk to Q about—"

"Let Q come!"

"It's business, Phoebe."

"Come on," Phoebe hugged Merlin coquettishly, "you talk about your business, ask Q to bring his cat over, I know he has a cat, and his sweater is stained with black cat fur!"

If he wanted to refuse, Merlin could give ten different reasons in one breath.But when the words came to his lips, seeing Phoebe's shining eyes and pitiful expression, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

...Forget it, anyway, the things that should be formally handed over have already been handed over, and the remaining things that need to be supplemented are not important, and it's okay to invite Q to be a guest on the way.

"That's good," Merlin finally conceded, "but you have to be obedient."

Phoebe burst into a smile, and she said excitedly, wrapping her arms around the man's neck, "I will!"

The author has something to say: Today's update has 0 words, I'm awesome 0v[-]!

I didn't mean to mention something yesterday, but I didn't expect the response to be so enthusiastic... You little girls really want to see Teacher Meilin become black, and still imprison Mr. Meilin, is that the kind of person!I support Phoebe's blackening and imprisoning play Mr. Merlin (.

And the one who asked me to find another teacher Ma Qiang's Shaking S character to start the article, wait a minute, let me make a list [Calm down!

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