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

39

Two months later, Monaco.

Merlin pushed open the study door of the safe house, stepped past the temporarily moved server and mainframe, and sat in front of the study.

The bookshelf, which was originally simple and warm in design, was temporarily moved out of the room, and the equipment was requisitioned from their American cousins, the United Agents.Merlin turned on the monitor and called up all the systems: "Galahad."

Eggsy's glasses came online, and the well-dressed young gentleman stood in front of the mirror. He took a special look at the glasses, and raised his eyebrows at Merlin from the air.

"You are too much, Merlin," Eggsy complained, "You want me to use my real identity to participate in the mission. If I screw up, it will cause international disputes."

"So you have to cheer up, Your Excellency."

Merlin picked up his coffee cup nonchalantly.

When he was dealing with Valentine back then, he had to use his imagination to make up an extremely absurd but seamlessly rich character for Harry.It is much easier to go in and out of these occasions now - Eggsy, who married the Swedish princess, is already a nobleman, which saves Merlin a lot of trouble.

"As early as when you got married, I deleted unnecessary information from all files," Merlin said calmly, "No one will know the address of your apartment, Eggsy."

"Merlin who is omnipotent," Eggsy deliberately elongated his tone with an exclamation, "what would we do without you."

"Then finish the task well."

"of course."

Eggsy straightened his tie, and gave Merlin an extremely confident wink in the mirror: "Now, the Count of Monte Cristo is going to bait Tanglar."

Merlin couldn't help laughing: "You brat."

What is it in this world that attracts bankers?Even Phoebe knew it was money.

Now the son-in-law of the Swedish royal family, the young, promising and wealthy prince, appeared in front of Rachef. Merlin bet a hundred pounds with the young people in the logistics department. Taken for granted.

The Monte-Carlo Casino is extravagant and luxurious, and although it has been a few years since the street kid turned gentleman agent, Eggsy is here for the first time.

He stopped the sports car, handed the keys to the waiter, and inevitably raised his shoulders and sighed: "You really trust me, Merlin, even I am afraid that I can't help but gamble."

Merlin: "Try not to, I don't want to help Sweden deal with the royal scandal."

That is to say, but in fact, Merlin trusts Eggsy very much: he was born in a commoner, experienced ups and downs, and experienced life under the fence with his mother and sister, and he has a heart of gold.Eggsy understands the value of money too well, he won't gamble recklessly.

If they were to be replaced by other field agents, especially the ones with flirtatious personalities who love to mess around, Merlin really couldn't confidently make a promise.

Eggsy walked into the casino and turned on the scanning function of the glasses as soon as he entered the door.With the remote assistance of the logistics department, Merlin quickly located Rachev.

"Upstairs," Merlin said, "don't be too ostentatious, first find a gambling table to lose some money, and soon MI6 agents will come to help you attract Rachev's attention."

"Then what if I win."

"The Royal Agents will thank you for your pro bono income, Agent Galahad."

"..."

Based on this sentence, Eggsy decided to lose money.

But it's harder to keep a low profile than to attract attention when a handsome, well-dressed young man walks casually to the table.Eggsy casually joined in the fun, and got a lot of chatter and winks from pretty girls.While politely refusing to show his favor, he turned his sight to the northeast.

Eggsy, who was standing in front of the bar, was having a friendly conversation with a certain lady, but Merlin, who was sitting in front of the monitor, could clearly see the whole scene.

Rachev was sitting at a gaming table in the distance.His stern face and gray prosthetic eyes looked out of place in the palatial environment. Rachev held the cards and looked at the other gamblers at the table expressionlessly.

The gentleman sitting directly across from Rachev looked like he was on the verge of losing his fortune.

"Galahad," Merlin said, "you can prepare to join the game, just play to your true level."

Eggsy: "..."

If it weren't for the woman standing in front of him, Eggsy really wanted to ask, what is the real level of performance, does he look like the unlucky ghost who will really lose his underwear?

The incumbent Galahad apologized to the lady, kept a perfect smile, and was just about to walk towards the gaming table when he saw a shocking figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Uh, Merlin." He whispered.

"how?"

"You...you...you better look at this."

He looked away from Rachev's card table and turned to the entrance.

It's James Bond.

Agent 6, who is the most troublesome in MI007, comes on the stage. He still has an expensive custom suit, a handsome and indifferent face, and a pair of eyes that seem to contain the entire ocean.However, it was not he who shocked Eggsy, but the female companion he brought.

Merlin almost dropped his coffee cup to the ground again when a familiar face appeared on the screen.

It's Phoebe.

The girl who was supposed to be with Paddington was holding James Bond's left arm at this moment, following him into the hall.

She was wearing a long dress with the same color as Bond's eyes, her long blond hair was coiled up high, revealing her fair skin and fair neck.Phoebe even put on makeup. Merlin had never seen her with makeup on before. The gentle makeup made her ethereal and elegant like an elf described by Tolkien.

Bond turned to her and said something, and Phoebe lifted her glossed lips, making her look even more attractive with a smile.Phoebe looked up at the man beside her, seeming to have something to say, but the height difference between the two forced Bond to bend slightly, closing the distance with her, with a very intimate posture.

Eggsy: "What the hell is going on?!"

Merlin: "..."

Merlin, who was behind the camera, immediately interrupted the communication. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Paddington's number in London.

It was past dinner time, and it didn't take long for Paddington to answer the phone: "Hello, Mr. Merlin, this is Padding—"

"—Where's Phoebe, Paddington?"

"Ah," Paddington's tone was still gentle, "Phoebe said she had something to do with Mr. Bond today, and she left early in the morning. That's right, she hasn't come back yet, I have to pick her up."

"no need."

Merlin stared at the screen and took a deep breath.

"Go to rest as soon as possible, Paddington, and leave this to me."

Damn.

MI6 be damned, and so is James Bond, of course his promising young quartermaster.Merlin tried his best to resist the urge to swear, and reopened the communication.

"Galahad." He said in a calm tone.

"What's going on, Merlin," Eggsy couldn't calm down, "You didn't tell me Phoebe was there, how could she be here?!"

"I don't know about it," Merlin replied, "This is an arrangement of MI6."

"What the hell, I..."

"—Ah, Gary!!"

A scream of surprise from Phoebe interrupted them.

To be honest, Merlin had never heard Phoebe speak in such a loud voice.Her voice is soft and lingering, and the white cat's cry was extraordinarily whiny before she became a human. Phoebe, who inherited this, always speaks softly, and only raises half a decibel when she is emotional. .

And now, not only did Phoebe open her voice, she dutifully played the spoiled rich lady with flamboyant surprise on her pretty face.

She successfully attracted the attention of everyone in the casino, and walked up to Eggsy in front of everyone's eyes. Merlin noticed that she even put on high heels.

God, high heels.

The man in front of the screen could hardly describe his mood.For Phoebe, who can stand on a wall on a hook, a pair of high heels certainly has no difficulty.Under the long skirt, the young girl stepped on a pair of very thin light-colored high heels with her feet appearing and disappearing, and her slender ankles were even more fragile.

She hugged Eggsy enthusiastically, her eyes bent: "Gary, why are you here? Is your Nordic princess willing to let you leave Sweden?"

Gary is Eggsy's real name.Her words undoubtedly named Eggsy as the Prince of Sweden to everyone present.

Bond also came over, and he extended his right hand to Eggsy: "Gary."

Eggsy was in a complicated mood.

He let Phoebe take his arm affectionately, and shook hands with Bond: "Sir, what a coincidence."

Bond gave him a cold smile, and then Agent 007 looked sideways at Phoebe: "I'll leave her to you for now."

Phoebe: "James can go and play, and I'll just stay with Gary."

However, Phoebe's well-behaved speech did not bring about a special reaction from Bond. He just paused for a moment, then nodded and left the bar, and sat opposite Rachev instead of Eggsy.

Eggsy: "..."

What's the matter with the protagonist's halo being robbed?

Of course, Eggsy didn't miss Bond's indifferent attitude. He glanced at the man at the poker table and then at Phoebe: "Why do I think 007 is a little unhappy."

Merlin: Oh, of course.

James Bond, who has never been short of romantic encounters on missions, not only wants to bring a female companion this time, but this female companion also makes him look like a single father who takes his daughter out to play—reasonably, Phoebe has the same blonde hair as him With light-colored eyes, it's no wonder that the members of the club in the fighting field will admit their mistakes.

Without the opportunity to hunt for beauty, and still carrying a bottle of oil, any agent would not be happy.

"It's okay," Phoebe still smiled, obviously she didn't care what Bond thought at all, the girl leaned into Eggsy's ear, "The man next to Rachev has left after hearing your identity, wait for him to come back , if Bond loses money, he will come to us."

Speaking of which, Phoebe was the first to laugh out loud, with a look of innocence on her little face.

"Why, just you, Gary, where's Uncle Jim?"

Eggsy: "Who?"

Merlin: "..."

"Uncle Jim."

Phoebe reached out and touched Eggsy's ear.

On the surface, the girl pinched Eggsy's ear ambiguously, but her hand did not touch Eggsy's skin, but landed on the mirror frame.

She rubbed Eggsy's frame repeatedly: "I always don't like to go out, if I get knee problems, it will be bad."

Eggsy: "What the hell are you talking about—"

Merlin: "Tell her that Uncle Jim is in Monaco and cannot come to the casino because of something."

What kind of signal is this? Eggsy didn't understand for a moment, and replied according to Merlin's words: "Uncle Jim is temporarily busy in Monaco."

Phoebe: "What's up?"

Merlin: "His cat ran out disobediently, and when Uncle Jim finds her, he will definitely punish her well."

Eggsy: "..."

He finally realized who "Uncle Jim" was.

[You really want me to say that? ! ]

Eggsy communicated through his glasses.

Merlin: "Please."

Eggsy: "......"

Eggsy, who was standing in front of Phoebe, almost collapsed. He tried to keep a calm face: "Uncle Jim is looking for the cat, and he wants to punish her."

As soon as his words fell, Phoebe froze in place.Even through the delicate makeup, Eggsy could see a faint blush leaking from the tip of Phoebe's nose and cheekbones.

"He," Phoebe lowered her voice instinctively, raised her eyes timidly to stare at Eggsy, and to be precise, looked at her Merlin through Eggsy's glasses, "he really said that?"

Desperate Eggsy: [I hate you, Merlin. ]

Merlin, who was sitting in front of the computer, couldn't help laughing out loud. He breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that his mood suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny.

The author has something to say: Dandan caught between Phoebe and Teacher Mei: What did I do wrong to treat me like this!

Ah, the Jim used by Merlin's pseudonym is also a stalk, which comes from Mr. Ma Qiang's character in "Tinker".

Thanks to Spiritual Song, Forever Little Aunt, Yun Ruo_Datson Idiot, Mr. A’s overlord ticket, I love you all, hold each one up high~

After writing [-] words for five consecutive days, I feel like I haven't written for three days... It's really amazing.