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

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Even if he moved back to the apartment, it didn't mean that Merlin could be idle.

He got up on time, and first contacted Eggsy after washing up.

Last night, Roxy had already sent the mission report, and with the video of her glasses, the conflict between the two gangs was quite strange. Since she had been exposed, the follow-up mission was handed over to the current Galahad.

"It's actually not that troublesome," Eggsy said on the other end of the communication. "I can ask my old friends, er, old friends on the street. You know, they often have their own information channels."

"It's with that in mind, Eggsy," Merlin said, "that you have an advantage that other agents don't have."

"what."

Eggsy, who was born as a commoner, laughed smugly. Even if he changed his face and put on a suit, he never felt that his family background was something shameful.

"It turns out that there are things in this world that you can't do with a golden spoon in your mouth."

"Stinky boy."

A smile appeared on Merlin's face.

When Harry recommended Eggsy, the current Arthur was still a contemptuous old aristocratic bastard.Thank goodness he's dead, and Merlin doesn't miss him one bit—especially now, Eggsy's right, that street thugs and lower gang members often have their own channels of information that even he can't reach.

"By the way," Eggsy said suddenly after assigning the task, "Where's Phoebe? Isn't she always by your side."

"I also arranged a task for her to visit the residents who adopted cats."

"You let her go out alone," Eggsy's tone rose, "God, Merlin, don't worry, she has never gone out alone."

"Actually she has."

Merlin raised his eyebrows and picked up his coffee cup.

"She knows the neighborhood streets better than you or I do."

Just kidding, when she was a white cat, Phoebe was the cat king of the neighborhood.Although he doesn't know why a little she-cat can dominate the block, there are wizards on the streets of London who turn talking bears into people. The world is full of wonders.

What's more...

Merlin's eyes moved from Eggsy's communication to another screen, and the red sign lit up on the screen was leaving one house to another at a walking speed.

"And," Merlin added without haste, "all her clothes are from royal agents."

The bulletproof function of the clothing was removed, but Merlin did not remove the positioning function.How could Merlin not think of what Eggsy was worried about? After Phoebe walked out of the house, he called up the positioning system, so that she would not be lost.

Eggsy in another part of the communication sighed: "Aren't you afraid that she will stop paying attention to you?"

Merlin: "Actually, I wish she'd made more friends."

After the stray cats near the manor were sent to be sterilized, the adoption information was posted on the Internet. The girls in the logistics department personally selected the adopters to ensure that everyone had a stable life, a wealthy family and was definitely a cat lover.It was a pretty good entry point for Phoebe, and he hoped she would find new like-minded friends among the adoptees.

And Merlin's plans never go wrong.

It's past lunch time.The girl took off her coat and rushed to the study excitedly: "Meilin Meilin Meilinmei——"

Merlin: "You stop."

If he keeps shouting like this, he won't even recognize his own name!

However, I have never seen a cat stop just as soon as it said it would. Phoebe yelled at Merlin again, then dodged around, deftly walked around behind the desk, and hugged Merlin's neck from behind.

Phoebe: "Where's Q?"

Merlin: "It's two o'clock in the afternoon. It's not time yet. What did you have for lunch?"

He gave Phoebe some change, and the location showed that she had stopped at a fast food restaurant for nearly half an hour.

"Fried fish," Phoebe said, "but it's a lot worse than yours."

"..."

What an unsurprising answer.

He closed the document, and turned to some trivial things: "How is the task done?"

Phoebe cheered up immediately.

"Everyone is fine," she started the chatterbox, "the house is comfortable and the food is good. A few boys complained that I caused them to be sterilized, but I think they are doing well and have gained a lot of weight. "

Male cats after neutering seem to gain weight easily, and it seems that their lives are indeed very nourishing.

Obviously, Phoebe's return visit on this day was very valuable. She followed Merlin and kept thinking about it. From the family situation of each family to the situation of the cat to the owner's personality and communication, she relayed everything to Merlin in detail.Several young people even left their mobile phone numbers, and they were all surprised when they learned that Phoebe only had a landline.

This reminded Merlin that it was time to buy Phoebe a mobile phone.

Merlin listened to Phoebe's report while arranging follow-up matters until the doorbell rang.

The chattering girl finally stopped: "I'll go and open the door!"

Merlin at the desk glanced at the clock on the wall, it was exactly two o'clock, not a minute off.

Phoebe opened the door and saw her, Q nodded slightly: "Miss Phoebe."

Today's Q is wearing a brown turtleneck sweater and a plain gray coat. With his thin figure and curly glasses, Phoebe couldn't help sighing from the bottom of her heart, except for the coldness on the young man's face. Apart from his expression, he looks almost exactly like Paddington.

"Q."

The young man was holding a kitten out-of-the-box in each hand, with a bag between his elbows. Phoebe hurriedly took the bag, but her eyes fell on the out-of-the-box in Q's hand.

"You really brought them here!" Phoebe was overjoyed.

"They should be vaccinated," Q said, "just in the way."

He put the go-out boxes on the hall floor, and Phoebe opened one of them, and out came a white cat.

It was quite bold, it just popped up, looked suspiciously at Q and then at Phoebe.

White cat: "Meow."

Q: "It's called—"

Phoebe: "—oh, hello, Mr. White."

Q: "..."

This was the scene Merlin saw when he walked down the stairs. One person and one cat were muttering together, while Q showed an unbelievable expression.

"What?" he asked.

"Merlin," Q supported the mirror frame, "Phoebe can still understand the language of cats after becoming a human?"

It turned out to be this surprise.

"She could understand English when she was a cat," replied Merlin. "I don't think that's the most novel thing."

The girl squatting on the ground turned her attention to another box.

The box door has been opened, but the cat inside has not come out.Phoebe leaned forward, only seeing a dark shadow from inside.

"It's a black cat." She widened her eyes.

"Meow." Mr. White walked to the box with graceful steps.

"Don't be afraid."

Phoebe spread her palms towards the exit of the outgoing box, and said enthusiastically, "I won't hurt you."

Q: "Miss Black is a bit timid."

Phoebe: "It's also called Black, and I know a wizard named Black too!"

However, this Miss Cat was much more cautious than Sirius Black, and the unfamiliar environment made her vigilant.

Q couldn't help being a little worried, and he also knelt down: "It's okay, Miss Black, it's safe here."

Perhaps hearing Q's voice, the black cat in the box hesitated for a long time, and finally walked out cautiously.

Miss Black is still a kitten compared to Mr. White.

When Phoebe moved, it froze in place, as if it was about to turn around and hide in the box.

But Phoebe's reflexes were no slower than a cat's.She picked up the little black cat on the ground, and Miss Black immediately struggled crazily. Seeing this, Q next to her wanted to stop her until the black cat met Phoebe's eyes.

The little black cat seemed to have sensed something, it stopped struggling, and gave a tentative "meow" between Phoebe's arms.

Phoebe: "Yes."

The black cat's front paw rested on her shoulder: "Meow."

Phoebe: "Exactly!"

Black Cat: "Meow!"

Q. Merlin: "..."

The young man was still extremely shocked: "It's unbelievable."

Yes, Merlin thinks so too.And Phoebe seems to be able to communicate not only with cats, but also with other small animals.He should really consider creating a small animal language translator, which is guaranteed to make more money than being a tailor.

"This is too Disney," Q raised his eyebrows, "What happened to that witch who plotted against Miss Phoebe?"

"You said Millie Saint."

Merlin recovered.He has been busy with cooperative missions recently, and he doesn't care much about the wizard's affairs: "It is said that the witch is for collection and research."

"collect?"

"She's a taxidermist."—Research is for Phoebe, collection is for Paddington.In fact, Merlin didn't quite understand the witch's logic. She felt that the talking bear was very meaningful. Shouldn't it be protected? A dead bear couldn't speak.

Speaking of which, Paddington's transformation into a human didn't come to fruition either.The news from the Auror was just about meeting Merlin the day after tomorrow, without revealing any specific clues.

"I hope this is over," Merlin said.

He didn't want to have too many entanglements with the wizard, and neither did Phoebe.

Thinking of this, Merlin looked at the girl who was still squatting in the corridor. While they were talking, Phoebe was already familiar with the two cats. The little black cat was lying in her arms, and finally let go of her vigilance. It kept rubbing against Phoebe's chin; while the bigger white cat sat gentlemanly beside Phoebe, as if it was a guardian.

Q is right, this is indeed very Disney.

Phoebe's bright smile made Merlin unconsciously relax.

"Why didn't such a good thing happen to me," Q said coolly, "I think I have more experience in raising cats than you."

"What good thing?"

"Meow?"

One person and two cats turned their heads to look at Q after hearing the words. The little black cat and Phoebe widened their eyes at the same time, even the confusion in the clear eyes was exactly the same.

"I mean the thing about you becoming a human being."

She touched the black cat's head, and the kitten purred comfortably: "Woo."

Phoebe: "Hey, is that so?"

The girl blinked blankly, looked up at Q: "Miss Black said that you obviously have someone you like, and you don't need to—"

"—Phoebe." Merlin interrupted her.

"Ah," Phoebe realized Q was embarrassed, "I'm sorry."

This is Q's private matter, and it would be impolite to say it directly.

Merlin changed the topic: "I'll give the follow-up clues to our agent Galahad. He knows a lot of friends on the street."

Q cleared his throat in embarrassment: "I also sent an informant."

Merlin: "Need specific information?"

Q: "It's the best."

He nodded and glanced at Phoebe: "Then wait a moment."

Merlin turned and left the porch, Q stood there and waited for a while, then his eyes fell on Phoebe.

The girl didn't participate in the conversation behind them, but chatted with the two cats. Q can't understand what his cat is saying, but he's sure that Phoebe is a listener in this conversation—just by hearing her ummm ah, so that's it.

"Phoebe," Q asked, "what are they talking about?"

Phoebe hesitated for a moment.

Mr. White, the white cat, whimpered softly, then put his head on Phoebe's hand, as if encouraging her to talk to Q.

After getting approval, Phoebe raised her eyes and glanced at the direction of the stairs. She lowered her voice, as if she was afraid that Merlin would hear: "They said, the person you like has blond hair like me."

Q: "..."

Phoebe: "Mr. White hopes you can take the initiative, and he won't know if you keep it in your heart."

Q sighs.

The always calm young man showed a complex expression. He reached out and touched the head of the black cat, Miss Black, and the cat rubbed its cheek against Q's palm affectionately.

"Is there anyone you like, Phoebe?" he asked.

"Yes," Phoebe responded generously, "I like Merlin."

"..."

"Merlin also knows that I like him." Of course she knew what Q meant, and the cats had told Phoebe about him. "What's wrong?"

Q is very calm: "Did Merlin accept you?"

Phoebe: "...Woo."

Phoebe, who was stabbed in pain, was extremely hurt, and her aggrieved expression made Q laugh out loud.The young man shook his head: "Emotional matters are not that simple, I have my own measure."

The latter words were of course addressed to his two cats, one black and one white cats barked dissatisfiedly when they heard Q's perfunctory words.

Q: "Well, obviously Phoebe is the one who needs more help."

The quartermaster of MI6 didn't use the three cats to point out his love life. He easily changed the subject and looked at Phoebe: "I think Merlin likes you too, Phoebe, he didn't even realize it."

"Really?" Phoebe suddenly stopped being sad, and looked at Q expectantly.

"Really." Q nodded.

At least he has known Merlin for so long, he has never seen Merlin look at any lady with such gentle eyes.

"But, but," Phoebe said eagerly, hugging the black cat, "but he always said it was inappropriate and wanted to push me away."

"It's easy."

Q thought for a while, and a somewhat nasty smile appeared on his indifferent face.

He drew closer to Phoebe, lowering his voice like her.

"Since he wants to push you away, then you should stay away from him."

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