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

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The next day.

Returning to the warehouse area of ​​the gangsters, Eggsy straightened his collar uncomfortably, and then whispered to Phoebe beside him: "Don't talk nonsense, Phoebe, Merlin really has a problem this time. Listen."

Phoebe played with her hair subconsciously when she heard this.

Merlin himself helped her put the wireless earphones on as she left Savile Row.The girl's long hair covered up the headset, and there were hardly any flaws.

But her small movements were so obvious that James Bond couldn't help but reminded: "Don't move your hair, girl."

Phoebe: "Okay."

You agents are really disciplined.

In fact, Phoebe really wants glasses like Merlin and Eggsy, but it is a pity that every piece of equipment for the royal agents is customized, and their glasses need to pass fingerprint or pupil authentication even when they are turned on. There is no extra gift for Phoebe. Compare.

When the appointed time came, Archie and his men arrived as scheduled.

The second-in-command of the gang is still wearing the black suit that outlines a good figure and the meticulously combed back hair. He walked up to Phoebe, and first glanced at Eggsy: "Where's your female friend?"

Phoebe: "She has other things to attend to."

Archie looked at Bond again, who just nodded silently, then took off his sunglasses: "Go in and talk."

This warehouse was bought by Johnny Boss, and the area where flammable products are placed is only a part.

Archie led them through the outer factory building, and Phoebe followed, walking, and suddenly stopped.

She turned her head to look at a stopped truck, and several workers who looked like punks were carefully moving objects similar to wooden boards from the truck.

"What?" Archie asked.

"what is that?"

The man followed her gaze, and then raised his voice: "You guys, bring the things here."

He beckoned, and several workers moved the "goods" over.

No one wanted to be named by Archie for no reason, and the young man who was doing his job was a little nervous: "What, what's wrong, Archie?"

Archie: "Show Miss Phoebe the stuff."

They hurriedly delivered the items to Phoebe.

If you want to say what the gang does to make money, there are too many businesses to count.

From stealing scalpers to collect protection fees, to smuggling and bribery to speculate in real estate, they can be seen everywhere.As long as they don't go out of their way, organizations such as MI6 and the Royal Secret Service will not easily trouble them.

Just like now, even Eggsy, who was halfway through the job, knew very well that what was in front of Phoebe was a famous painting.Unloaded from the warehouse, it was obviously smuggled in by dishonorable means for resale.

But Phoebe didn't know.

She just blinked her eyes, as if she didn't expect gangsters to have such a high level of aesthetics.

It is a portrait, in which a middle-aged woman is holding a white cat in her arms, and another is crawling under her feet.Phoebe stared at the white cat for a while, then suddenly her eyes widened.

"Eggsy!" She turned her head.

Even if Phoebe didn't say it out loud, Eggsy understood that the white cat in the painting looked a lot like Phoebe before she became a human.

Even with the task in hand, Eggsy still raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously: "I think it looks pretty."

The implication is that it does look like you.

Archie raised his eyebrows: "You like it?"

Phoebe: "Yeah."

The man waved his hand, "Wrap it up for Miss Phoebe and send it to Savile Row."

Eggsy: "..."

Who cares about your booty!

However, before the current Galahad spoke, Phoebe smiled and said, "Thank you."

Eggsy: "..."

Forget it, anyway, Merlin on the other end of the communication didn't speak, so it's not Eggsy's turn to worry about it.

Moreover, Eggsy thought about it carefully, and it cannot be said that Archie sent the painting purely to please Phoebe. What he wanted to do more was to get closer to MI6.Although Phoebe still hasn't revealed who she is, the gang members are not short of patience. Aren't they here to discuss this matter.

Instructing his subordinates to wrap up the painting, Archie continued: "Then, little girl, now you have to point out where you got into the warehouse."

This is easy.

Phoebe found that humans like to measure everything from their own perspective, like sneaking into a warehouse.

She took the man to the corner of the warehouse, pointed to the high exhaust fan: "From there."

Archie: "..."

The man looked like you were kidding me.

"The exhaust fan is always on," Archie said. "How could you do that?"

"Just stick it with a rock." Phoebe replied naturally.

"........."

It seems that the exhaust fan in this warehouse needs to change the material.

Archie sent someone to find a young man who was about the same size as Phoebe, and ordered the thugs to send the young man in for a look.Then he threw aside the subordinate who was in trouble: "It's time to talk about the business."

It wasn't until this time that James Bond, who had entered the movie-watching mode, took the initiative to answer: "I didn't blow up your car."

Archie: "Can you name who did it?"

Bond: "Of course."

Archie: "Come with me."

After speaking, he turned to look at Eggsy: "You take Miss Phoebe to the office."

Phoebe frowned: "Ah, why didn't you take me?"

One or two suspects are now hanging above the sewer to feed the crayfish, and the scene after Archie determines who is behind the scenes must be quite indescribable.As for Phoebe, she still had a small skirt and clean leather shoes. Archie didn't think such a girl was suitable for such occasions.

Even if his subordinates swear that she is really the murderer who kicked several strong men into the hospital.

"That place isn't very clean, girl," Archie said reluctantly.

"I've seen a lot of unclean places."

Could it be dirtier than the dumpsters at the back of the street? Phoebe never saw anything when she was a white cat, huh.

"with……"

Archie wiped his forehead, and the girl's unrelenting posture was exactly the same as that of Johnny when he was a child.Back then, Archie had nothing to do with his current boss.

"Forget it," he said to his cronies, "you go and deal with them first."

The confidant showed an expression of disbelief.

"Take care of what you said, Archie," the confidant made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Is this, uh, how to deal with it?"

Archie: "..."

I'm afraid this group of mentally retarded people needs to be cleaned up.

If it weren't for outsiders, the second in command of the gang would definitely give him the famous Archie slap.But in front of Phoebe, the man just slapped him on the back of the head: "What I mean is to put them down, get out! And you, Eggsy, what are you laughing at?"

Eggsy, who was named, struggled to restrain the urge to laugh.

He cleared his throat and tried to put on a serious face. Merlin had already spoken on the other end of the communication.

"We've got you covered, Archie," Eggsy said. "You've got to reveal what we need."

"Talk while you walk."

Archie is a reasonable person, they gave him clues, and Archie will naturally return them.

Fortunately, when he took Phoebe to the sewer, his men had already released several suspects.They were all tied to the ground and trembling.

Bond patrolled forward and soon found the culprit who bombed the car that day.

His movements stopped: "This one."

Archie played a trick on his subordinates.

After they dragged him away, the man turned his head: "There is someone above them."

Eggsy: "Don't you also bribe a lot of congressmen."

Archie rolled his eyes curtly.

"It's far more than a congressman," he said. "Armment support, it is said that there are some technological equipment, in short, it is not something that ordinary people like us can touch. It is said that it is a Spaniard, but few people have seen it."

Bond laughs. There's nothing more ridiculous than a gangster calling himself a commoner.

"Is there any evidence or clues, such as a video or something." He asked.

"I'll send it to you."

Phoebe: "Why are you hanging the chair over the sewer?"

Archie: "..."

Eggsy: "..."

Of course it was to tie people to chairs before sending them down.

To be honest, Eggsy really felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and he took back the words that he wanted his dog to become a human.Only Merlin can bear a little girl's curiosity about the world.

"It can only be said that they are not as good at fighting as you, girl," Archie said half-sarcastically, "so we caught them instead of you."

"I won't fight either."

"It turns out that my subordinates beat themselves into the hospital by themselves."

Of course Phoebe understood what Archie meant. She looked serious: "I don't know how to fight. No one taught me. Merlin won't let me learn."

Archie laughed out loud: "Do you want to learn to fight?"

Phoebe: "Yeah."

Archie turned around again and waved his hands: "Bring your guys over to—"

Eggsy: "Let's forget about this!!"

Sending paintings is barely reasonable, seeing a few thugs are about to hand over their guns, is this appropriate?

Eggsy hurriedly stopped Archie's gift, and Phoebe was not in a hurry. The blonde girl just sighed and spread her hands: "Look."

Archie: "..."

"Believe me, girl," he put away his smile and put on a serious expression, "Eggsy and the others are also doing it for your own good."

"Merlin doesn't want me to hang out with you yet." Phoebe complained.

"Then he is indeed a wise man."

As he spoke, Archie couldn't help but pat Phoebe on the head.

"But if there is anything else, I will go to Savile Row to find you in person."

After leaving Boss Johnny's warehouse area, Eggsy finally relaxed.

Even with Merlin sitting in the rear, he still felt extremely tired.He had never had such a headache even facing Valentine's army alone, and he really had to tense up all the time when he took Phoebe out. Who knew what kind of moth this girl would make.

"I'm going to drive."

Eggsy breathed a sigh of relief.

When Eggsy walked away, Bond turned his head and pointed to his ear.

Phoebe stared at him blankly for a while, then took off the earphones knowingly.

"You want combat training?" he asked.

"Well," Phoebe looked up, "would you like to help?"

Bond raised an eyebrow.

"As a matter of fact, Q already mentioned it," he said. "He wanted to see how much better your body functions than humans."

What the quartermaster of the Royal Secret Service can think of, the quartermaster of MI6 can naturally think of.

Although Merlin still felt subtly uncomfortable when James Bond stepped into the Kingsman men's clothing store wearing a tailored suit and dark glasses, but given the fact that a few thugs with guns stuck in the waist moved a few hours ago. Agent 6 of MI007 is at least a decent guy by comparison.

The tailor in the shop next door thought they were being robbed, not to mention that Q had already said hello to him in advance.

Phoebe changed her outfit early, still in the simple yoga clothes, with her long blond hair tied into a ponytail, dangling actively behind her back.

Seeing Phoebe's excited look, Bond hooked his lips.

"I will send her back again," the words were said to Merlin, "you can rest assured."

It's because you're here that you don't worry.

But Merlin didn't say much about it. After all, it was Q's request, and the quartermaster would never let James Bond mess around.

So Merlin nodded: "Be careful, girl."

Phoebe: "I know..."

The following words paused when Merlin raised his hand, Phoebe looked at Merlin in surprise, and quickly understood what the man meant.

Her eyes flashed, and then the girl took a step forward, followed Merlin's gestures into his arms, and kissed him on the cheek as usual.

"Then I'm leaving," she said with a smile, "Merlin has to work hard."

Her smile didn't fade as she followed Bond out of the store.

Agent 007 raised his eyebrows: "It's just a test, so happy?"

Phoebe: "It's not because of the test."

It was because Phoebe had always initiated the parting kiss, and this was the first time Merlin reached out to her.

Her good mood lasted until Bond took her to a fighting ring.

Even Phoebe, after seeing Eggsy's training venue, knows that this kind of fighting venue is open to laymen.

And Q came here one step ahead of them, standing at the table near the fighting ring, without looking up: "MI6 is spent on taxpayers' money." In other words, they don't have the right to let Phoebe freely enter and exit MI6. territory.

Phoebe: "Okay."

Whether it's a fighting venue or not, it's finally a start.

Q seemed to be debugging some program, he held the frame of the mirror, and pressed the Enter key: "Okay, I'll get the equipment, you wait a moment."

Bond: "Need help?"

Q was taken aback, as if surprised by Bond's hospitality.He said coldly: "No need, the equipment is very expensive."

Rejected by the young man in a sarcastic tone, James Bond didn't feel at ease: "Then I'll go change my clothes."

Suddenly, Phoebe was the only one left in the field.

She glanced at Q's notebook first, and found that the content on it was more difficult to understand than Merlin's operating system.So Phoebe turned her attention to the ring.

The girl stepped onto the stage, flipped over and jumped into the fence.She fumbled here and there, and finally chose to sit down.

At this point Bond is back.

James Bond ditched his bespoke suit and expensive watch.He was wearing a white T-shirt that was extremely close-fitting, outlining the outline of his chest. The man walked to the side of the fighting ring and picked up the water bottle on the table. His solid arm muscles stretched with the movement. He raised his head, and his Adam's apple moved slightly when he swallowed clear water , the smooth lines of the neck are like a painting.

As if aware of Phoebe's gaze, Bond paused, turned around, and his jewel-like blue eyes fell on Phoebe: "What?"

With blonde hair and blue eyes, he has a good figure and exudes strong male hormones all the time. No wonder everyone says that Bond is very popular with girls.

Phoebe, who was sitting on the fighting ring, nodded seriously: "You are indeed very suitable for mating."

Agent No. 007 almost choked his mouthful of water into his throat.

He glanced back in the direction of the gate, Q wouldn't be back for a while, but it was rare for Bond to start missing his quartermaster.

"Normally, ma'am," Bond began, "humans don't call that behavior 'mating.'"

"why?"

"Can't get on the stage."

"why?"

He put down the water bottle: "There is no reason, human beings just like to complicate things."

As he said that, he turned over and stepped onto the fighting ring, walked up to Phoebe, and squatted down on one knee: "You think I'm suitable?"

"Well, don't humans look for a mate based on appearance," Phoebe replied honestly, "You are handsome and powerful, and you are a good match."

"Oh?" Bond said with a half-smile.

He leaned down to get closer to Phoebe.The two faces were close at hand, and the man's light-colored eyes were as clear and broad as the sky. Phoebe could even see the faint lines of his pupils and smell his deep breath.

Phoebe blinked.

Silence spread, and after a few seconds, Bond was the first to look away.

"I don't think I'm in your standard." He raised his eyebrows.

"Well," said Phoebe with extra honesty, "I still like Merlin."

"..."

It is unreasonable that James Bond, who fascinated thousands of girls, lost to a logistics officer without hair.

"But Merlin doesn't like me," Phoebe said to herself, "what should I do?"

"........."

Not only did he lose to him, but he was also taken as a confidant by a beautiful blonde girl. Agent 007 had never seen such a big storm, but this was the first time he met a girlfriend-style chat.

"Did you tell him?"

"Of course," Phoebe nodded, "is it because I'm not pretty enough?"

Bond couldn't help but look at Phoebe again: the girl on the fighting ring was short, but with a good figure, her blond hair was tied into a ponytail, and her delicate face was clearly visible.Of course she was beautiful, and even a blind man could hear the word "beautiful" in Phoebe's soft, sweet voice.

But to be honest, even Bond, who has attracted countless attentions, would not have any thoughts about Phoebe.

"You're too young," he said.

Phoebe's eyes widened in surprise: "The books say that girls become sexually mature when they are thirteen or fourteen years old."

Bond: "Not physically, but here." He pointed to the location of the heart.

Phoebe looked unsurprisingly puzzled.

"Merlin is too old-fashioned," Bond said. In fact, he felt that the entire organization of the Royal Secret Service was very old-fashioned. I'll treat you like a lover."

"why?"

"...A piece of advice, ma'am, ask less why, and think and observe more as a human being."

"Merlin never dislikes me asking too much."

Bond couldn't help admiring Merlin, he didn't have an airborne girlfriend, it was like airborne a hundred thousand why, where did this girl have so many problems?

"Yeah," Bond said jokingly, "he was like that when he was young."

"Hey?"

Phoebe didn't expect this: "Have you known Merlin for a long time?"

Bond: "Almost."

"But I've never seen him contact you."

"Does it look like we're in a drinking relationship?" Bond asked rhetorically.

Well, not really.

"He and I were college classmates," Bond said. "After graduation, Merlin joined the army, and then transferred to the Royal Secret Service. By the way, Q worked in the research and development department of the Royal Secret Service, and he was regarded as Merlin's apprentice."

This did not surprise Phoebe.It's obvious that Q and Merlin have a good relationship, and the behavior of MI6's quartermasters is quite similar to that of Merlin.

Phoebe: "Q does feel a lot like Merlin sometimes." Even today's tan cardigan.

Bond: "You mean the control freak side? Exactly."

Phoebe: "Q will also tell you that this is not allowed and that is not allowed?"

Bond twitched the corner of his mouth.

Phoebe, who had the same experience, sighed empathetically: "Sure enough..."

and many more.

Q's cat says he likes a person with blond hair.

Phoebe suddenly came back to her senses, subconsciously looking at Bond's short dark blonde hair.

At that moment, Phoebe suddenly realized.

At this point Q moved back to the equipment without looking up: "Phoebe, I need to put some recording equipment on you."

"it is good."

The girl stood up, jumped over the fence deftly, and landed as silently as a cat.

Her relaxed movements naturally fell in the eyes of Q and Bond.

The quartermaster of MI6 helped the mirror frame, pulled out the strap of the instrument, and tied it to Phoebe's forearm.

Phoebe: "I see."

Q: "What?"

Phoebe: "But I won't tell."

The young man paused, and finally raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him.When he touched Phoebe's earnest eyes, Q lowered his head calmly, not knowing whether he understood or not.

"I heard you made a new friend." He brought up another topic.

"Ah," Phoebe's train of thought was successfully diverted, "You said that you want me to follow Merlin's wishes and try to make some friends of the opposite sex, and Archie is really nice, and he even gave me a painting. "

Q laughed out of nowhere.

He helped Phoebe fasten his equipment, then looked towards the fighting ring: "It's time to start."

Five hours later.

"Is it okay for you to do that?"

"what?"

Bond took the towel thrown by Q and wiped the sweat off his face.He glanced at the girl who had fallen asleep in the rest area: "I think you are targeting Merlin."

Q opens the notebook: "I didn't do anything, it was Merlin who asked Phoebe to get out of the safe zone."

Bond: "And you're going to poach him."

Q paused as he tapped his hands on the keyboard, he raised his head, and corrected James Bond's statement rather disapprovingly: "He doesn't want Phoebe to become an agent, and she does have potential beyond human beings, and she is willing to challenge the limit. Usually There is a more elegant term for my actions, Agent 007, that is called Bole Shima."

Bond snorted, not taking it seriously at all.

He took a shower in the bathroom of the fighting ring, and changed back into his neat suit and leather shoes.Then I walked to the sofa in the rest area, five hours of high-intensity activities, even James Bond felt exhausted, let alone a thin and petite girl.

After taking a shower, Phoebe walked out of the bathroom and fell on the sofa, like a princess whose finger was pierced by a spindle, and entered the dream at the speed of light.

Bond sighed, he was really tired, but he couldn't leave her here, could he?

The man leaned over and hugged Phoebe horizontally. Fortunately, the girl was very light, and he could still bear the weight.

"I'll send her back first," Bond said.

"Well," Q in front of the notebook replied perfunctorily, "ah, by the way, thank you for your cooperation today, Agent 007."

Bond turned his head indifferently: "Anyway, I have no mission."

James Bond kicks open the door and walks out of the rented ring with Phoebe in his arms.Outside is a club, where many fighting enthusiasts are choosing equipment.

He appeared in a suit and leather shoes, holding a sleeping little girl in his arms, making the whole club quiet.

However, Agent 007 had never seen any battle before. The man walked through the crowd calmly and walked to the door.Because he was holding Phoebe with both hands, he had to turn his head and say to the person by the door, "Excuse me."

The customer at the door opened it in surprise, and added out of politeness: "You, uh, your daughter is very beautiful, sir."

Bond: "..."

James Bond, who suddenly became a father, dutifully delivers Phoebe to Merlin's apartment.

And the powerful Royal Secret Service Quartermaster opened the door in time when Bond stopped his extremely high-profile Aston Martin.

He was still wearing the black hunting suit, and it seemed that he had just arrived home not long ago, so he didn't even have time to change his clothes.

Before Bond could speak, Merlin opened the car door: "I'll do it myself, thank you."

Phoebe lay in the back of the car, sleeping soundly.

He bent down to pick up Phoebe, and Bond also got out of the car, putting a USB flash drive into Merlin's pocket: "Test data, Q said that the network in the fighting arena is not very good, and he doesn't want to wait any longer."

Merlin nodded: "I see."

Sending Bond off, Merlin takes Phoebe home.

Sometimes Merlin admired Phoebe a lot. She was a carefree girl who could easily fall asleep whenever she felt sleepy, no matter where she was.You must know that most agents have more or less occupational diseases. For example, it is difficult for Merlin to sleep peacefully when he has a job at hand.

Phoebe woke up when she opened the bedroom door. Her breathing was stagnant, and before she opened her eyes, she put her arms around Merlin's arm: "Merlin..."

"how?"

"tired."

He put Phoebe on the bed, but the girl refused to let go. She still hugged the man's neck and couldn't stop crawling into his arms: "I'm so exhausted, Q won't let me rest at all."

Merlin couldn't help laughing.

He supported the bunk with one hand and Phoebe's back with the other.It takes a lot of strength to maintain this posture, so Merlin had to say: "Okay, girl, since you are tired, take a good rest and let me go."

"Do not."

The coquettish Phoebe was unreasonable, she tightened her arms around Merlin, and asked sullenly, "Do you think I'm naive, Merlin?"

Merlin was startled: "What did Bond say to you?"

"not him."

Phoebe finally opened her eyes.

She was indeed very tired, and even her usually bright eyes were listless, but Merlin still found obscure emotions in them.

"Would you?" Phoebe asked.

"I wouldn't describe you as childish," Merlin could only reply, "Under certain circumstances, this is not a compliment."

"So Merlin doesn't think I'm naive."

"Perhaps it is more appropriate to use innocence."

However, Phoebe was not satisfied at all, she sighed softly: "That's still childish."

Intuition told Merlin that it was definitely Bond who said something to Phoebe.

But no matter what, she couldn't hug him and talk, Merlin was very helpless: "Phoebe, let me go first, it's not appropriate."

"It's not right again," she complained, "it's not right again, it's always not right.”

"Phoebe."

Merlin warned.

"let me go."

However, he was doomed to fail.

In the past, Phoebe would more or less give in after hearing Merlin's serious tone, but not today.

Merlin's words were only exchanged for Phoebe's unconvinced snort.

She loosened her arms, and just when Merlin was about to prop up her body, the girl suddenly raised her back, her lower body came off the sheet like a snake, and her legs clamped tightly around the man's waist.

Catching her own weight, Phoebe turned over, and the two of them switched positions in an instant.

Everything happened so quickly that Merlin didn't realize what had happened until Merlin's back hit the mattress—a fairly standard fighting technique.

"This," said Phoebe, lying on Merlin's body, the tiredness on her face was gone, "it was Bond who told me."

"..."

Her hands rested on Merlin's chest, and her blond hair fell to the side of her face, brushing against the man's jaw, so close that Merlin could feel Phoebe's breath against his skin.

Those gray eyes were fixed on him like a feline staring at its prey.

"Merlin," she said softly, looking at him, "if I stop being childish, will you accept me?"

"I never thought you—"

"Do you know?"

"Phoebe."

Merlin moved his body uncomfortably.

The girl's legs were straddling his belly in a gesture that was more than intimate.

During the day, Phoebe still ran out full of heart, and she seemed to be a different person when she came back from the fighting ring.Even Merlin couldn't keep up with her cat-like fickleness. Merlin didn't call the surveillance, he didn't know what happened in the fighting arena.

"You come down first," he said slowly, "this is not a posture for talking."

"I don't want to talk."

Merlin already knew what Phoebe was thinking.

She kissed.

Without recklessness or eagerness, Phoebe closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and as she approached, the sweet breath filled Merlin's lungs again.

Gone is the refreshing taste of orange, replaced by a light orchid scent.The fragrance of the flowers neutralized the girl's vitality, and she became lingering and soft. Her small lips fell on Merlin's lips. At first, she was only cautiously probing, and then became extremely bold, and carried out the kiss.

During the period, Merlin could stop her countless times, but he didn't.

Phoebe grabbed Merlin's skirt instinctively, she wanted to get closer, more than snuggling.Soon she was not only satisfied with skin contact, the girl slightly parted her lips, and the tip of her nimble tongue stuck out, she still licked Merlin's lower lip like a small animal.

If the so-called "True Love Kiss" was nothing more than ignorant imitation last time, then this time it is far more than just ignorantly learning the plot in the movie.

She was hesitating, she was asking, and she was waiting for Merlin's response.The warm-colored emotions are rising and brewing, entangled with the heat, the girl's body twists impatiently, trying to get more.

This is no longer something "naive" humans would do.

"Merlin..." Phoebe whispered.

Merlin took a deep breath and pushed her away.

With Phoebe's petite body, it's not difficult to get rid of her shackles, let alone the girl didn't expect Merlin to push her away.As the heat left, Phoebe let out an "ah" in disbelief.

When the sweet breath left, Merlin's chest felt as if it was blocked, but he still rolled over and got off the bed. The man stretched out his hands and pressed Phoebe's shoulders.

"Phoebe," his voice was deeper than usual, "what did Bond tell you?"

"Why did Bond have to say something," Phoebe's eyes widened, "why didn't I want to do it?"

"because of this--"

It's not appropriate, damn it.

Merlin couldn't help swearing from the bottom of his heart, even he realized that "inappropriate" appeared too many times, and this word seemed so untenable at this moment.

Before that, Merlin knew very well that Phoebe's attachment to him came from the instinct of small animals.Cats cannot live in groups, so their trust is very precious. Phoebe, who became a human, just continued the habit of the white cat. She regarded Merlin as a companion, and treated him with feline cognition as a matter of course.

But not now, not this kiss.

"take a good rest."

In the end, Merlin could only say this, and he shook his head: "You are too tired, girl, wait until you wake up, okay? I'll deal with the data left by Q."

Phoebe said nothing.

She just looked at Merlin quietly, and Phoebe's eyes made Merlin dare not think about it.

Just when he was trying to say something, the girl gave up.

She relaxed, turned over, and easily avoided Merlin's palm on her shoulder: "Good night."

Merlin almost fled from her room in a panic.

As the door closed, the man's emotions were mixed.Damn it, Merlin rubbed his forehead, he acted like a stunned young man in his twenties.

Phoebe's breath still lingered in his lungs, and recalling the kiss just now, Merlin realized that this was definitely not a change in a day, it was just too close, he didn't realize it at all.

Maybe Phoebe didn't realize it herself.

In that case, he should push her away.

Not because of hesitation, but because assuming Phoebe's feelings change, what they should do is to figure out the relationship between each other instead of letting it develop randomly.Although Phoebe would complain about thinking too much about it, Merlin had to think about it. His character background and job content required him to think carefully about everything.

Think about it tomorrow.

After Merlin made his decision, he strode out of Phoebe's bedroom.He came to the study and took out the USB drive that Bond put in from his pocket.

Q's testing focused on Furby's combat prowess, specifically her reflexes and balance.Merlin quickly browsed through the overview report, and then clicked on the video in the USB flash drive.

The space of the USB flash drive is limited, and the video has been suppressed, but it is still clear.In the shot, Phoebe is standing on the fighting ring, her petite body is in stark contrast to the tall James Bond.

Between the seasoned and seasoned 007 agent and a girl who couldn't walk until not long ago, it should have been an overwhelming competition.Merlin could tell that Bond didn't even think about it at first, he just made a few symbolic attempts with feints, and then Phoebe made the move.

Strictly speaking, she really can't fight.

There is no method, no skill, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is barbaric.The blond girl lowered her center of gravity and landed on all fours, with her hands almost on her toes.The moment James Bond dropped his swing, Phoebe kicked her legs out and jumped to her feet.

Her target is Bond's neck.

Anyone who has seen the animal world knows that this is the behavior of cats when they attack their prey.They will pounce on their prey, and then bite the target's throat until the prey dies.

It's a pity that Phoebe has no fangs, and Bond is not an antelope who can only run away.

007 dodged the attack with a dodge, he stabilized his figure, and when he met Phoebe's gaze, his momentum suddenly changed.Bond no longer perfunctory temptations, he had to show his ability to face such a young girl.

The picture paused for a moment here, and then there was a round of slow playback just now. Q turned Phoebe's movements into numerical values ​​one after another, which was simple, clear and clear.

Merlin just watched the whole contest like this.

No wonder Phoebe is tired, Q is less human than Merlin when he is serious, and if he can't get the right value, the two of them have to do it all over again.Phoebe, who was always lazy in front of Merlin, didn't lose her temper. She completed all the tests according to Q's request.

Merlin finally calmed down after reading all the materials.

At first Merlin thought that Q's interest in Phoebe was purely academic.