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

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Merlin still didn't understand whether Phoebe had betrayed her long ago or was coerced by Silva.

He quickly got his answer.

When the butt of a gun hit the back of the head, Merlin immediately lost consciousness.When he woke up, the busy streets and the MI6 headquarters building had been replaced by closed rooms, and the handcuffs that bound Merlin firmly to a fixed chair.

And that Silva standing in front of him.

Thiago Rodriguez, in the MI6 file, he is already dead, no one will care about the whereabouts of a dead person, so this former agent who failed to take poison after the mission failed, just returned to the London also openly used the false identity of a bank manager to enter Phoebe's life.

He dyed his blond hair black, thus highlighting the characteristics of Mediterranean blood.Silva hooked his fingers at his subordinates, and the man in a suit behind him moved a stool.

"Jim Green," Silva read out Merlin's pseudonym slowly, "Oh, or Mr. Merlin—a fake identity used to even buy an apartment."

He shook his head exclamationally.

"It's so cautious, I'm starting to wonder what you've been through before, Merlin."

Merlin ignored him.

He lowered his head and quickly checked his situation: his glasses were gone, the chair he was sitting on was welded to the ground, his feet were tightly handcuffed to the legs of the chair, and he couldn't move at all.His hands were better, but not much better, Merlin could move his fingers, but his arms were completely bound to the arm of the chair, not to mention the belt buckle across his chest.

The only consolation is that at least Merlin's clothes are still there.You must know that when interrogating prisoners, in order to increase psychological pressure and shame, it is common to strip them naked.

I don't know what's going on with Percival, Merlin thought secretly in his heart.

"Ah, if you are missing your companion," Silva seemed to understand Merlin's mind, he folded his palms together and made a crisp sound in the closed room, "He is very good, you It's the most important one, Merlin."

"Don't be so polite, Silva."

Merlin said coldly.

"It's the information about the agents in my head that is more important."

Silva nodded approvingly: "I just like smart people."

Merlin: "Where's Phoebe?"

Silva smiled suddenly.

He was very pleased.

Of course, Merlin would not be able to help being proud of having turned against the closest person to the Royal Secret Service Quartermaster.Especially that girl who is clingy and persistent, and can't tolerate anything but him in her eyes.Merlin was more curious than angry, how did Silva do it?

"Honestly, Merlin, I thought you would be furious or distraught," Silva leaned forward, as casually as if chatting with a friend, "I don't like being betrayed, if you let me know that you are sleeping on the pillow I will be so sad that I will faint from crying."

"Where is she?"

"But Phoebe doesn't think so. I have to say that she really understands you. The little girl is sure that you won't be angry, but you really don't."

Merlin closed his eyes.

With Silva's hacker skills, it is impossible to expect the young people in the logistics department to find him and Parcival.But now Merlin didn't have any weapons on him, and was tied up like a lamb about to be put on the grill. No matter how powerful Merlin was, he couldn't turn over by himself.

The only breakthrough left now is...

"I can't figure it out," Merlin said honestly, "How did you convince Phoebe? She is not a girl who easily listens to other people's opinions."

"That depends on the opinion."

Silva made no secret of his complacency.

"Everyone has desires, Merlin, you trained her to be a human, how can you say she won't listen to other people's opinions?"

Saying that, Silva turned his head: "Phoebe, your Merlin is missing you."

Merlin followed his gaze.

The door was beside him, so Merlin didn't notice that Phoebe was already quietly standing by the door.

She changed out of the clothes she wore when she went out during the day, and replaced it with a fiery red dress, her blond hair was coiled up, and the bright color was almost glaring against the sunlight behind her.Phoebe rarely wears such a splash of colour, preferring cool tones and clean cut styles.

But this red dress is not, I also know that it is Silva's handwriting.

"Come on, Phoebe," Silva said softly, "let Merlin take a good look at you."

Phoebe took a step.

Her steps were still light, and there was hardly any sound.The girl just passed in front of Merlin and walked up to Silva. The man of Spanish origin opened his arms to her and even patted his knee.

So Phoebe sat directly on Silva's lap, as obedient as a tamed kitten.

Merlin: "..."

He'd never seen Phoebe do that to another man.

She let Silva hold her waist, and the latter almost laughed and said, "Tell Merlin, how did I convince you?"

Phoebe turned her head.

Those gray eyes were still crystal-clear, her mind was clear, her breathing was normal, and there was no trace of drugs being applied.Looking at each other, Phoebe stared at Merlin in silence for a moment, and then replied generously: "Thiago said that if I help him fulfill his wish, he will be able to fulfill mine."

Silva: "So what's your wish, Phoebe?"

Phoebe: "I want Merlin to be completely mine."

Merlin looked Phoebe up and down, and after confirming that she had not suffered any physical or mental harm, he said, "You know his name is not Thiago, right?"

Phoebe tilted her head: "Is that important? Merlin isn't called Merlin either."

He was immediately speechless.

It seems that I have caused a bad influence on Phoebe.Merlin never cared about the issue of names. He is confident and will not have a crisis in self-cognition, so the name is just a title for Merlin.

Besides, he holds too many secrets of royal agents, and the deeper his real identity is hidden, the better, so Merlin has not used his real name for many years.

Unexpectedly, his habit led to Phoebe's indifference to other people's identities.

"Phoebe," Merlin sighed, "I have already promised you, girl, you will get what you want, why bother?"

"Then Merlin just gave me a part of himself."

Phoebe looked dissatisfied.

She kicked the chair subconsciously, which earned Silva a warning look.The girl had to stop and snorted coldly.

"Merlin is always busy, busy with tasks, busy with work, and cheating me because of work," said the word cheating, with uncontrollable sadness flooding her eyes, "I don't want Merlin to cheat me, and I don't want Merlin to cheat me because Ignore me for everything. I want Merlin to have only me in his eyes, always."

"..."

In the final analysis, it is still a question of crisis of confidence.

I didn't expect that a failed trap would bring so much trouble.

"And," Phoebe's voice dropped suddenly, "Merlin never said, never said..."

"What?" Silva asked.

But Phoebe didn't answer.

She stood up from Silva's lap, turned to look at him: "You promised me!!"

Silva raised his hand as a sign of surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, Phoebe."

He pulled out the chair: "Leave a space for the two of you to be alone."

With a loud bang on the door, the room was locked, leaving only Phoebe and Merlin.

The girl didn't turn her head back immediately, she gave Merlin a back view, her blond hair coiled up exposed Phoebe's smooth neck.It must be admitted that Silva's aesthetic taste is not bad. Although this dress does not belong to Phoebe's style, the slim fit and complicated design emphasize her slender waist and white arms, making Phoebe look It looked like a bird bathed in flames.

"Phoebe." Merlin whispered.

Only then did Phoebe turn around.

Her eyes were burning, as if the gorgeous fire on her body had burned into Phoebe's eyes.The girl walked up to him step by step, without rushing.

"Merlin."

Phoebe bent down, her soft hands touched the man's knees, and then slowly moved up the line of the trousers until she reached the edge of the dangerous position before barely stopping.

She leaned forward to kiss him, but when Phoebe's lips were about to touch Merlin, the man tilted his head and avoided it.

The girl's movements stopped abruptly.

Merlin didn't look at her, but he knew they were very close, her breath against his ear.

"I should have Silva tie your neck up too," Phoebe said.

"Phoebe," Merlin gasped, "no matter what Silva told you, it's not true."

Phoebe, standing in front of Merlin, laughed out loud.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a harmless herbivore.But not Phoebe, Merlin had been bitten countless times by her before that, no matter how sweet the cat was, the wildness of the cat was also engraved in the genes.

Phoebe leaned forward slightly, and whispered in his ear: "But Merlin, Silva didn't say anything to me."

As she spoke, she stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the tip of Merlin's ear, and after feeling the man's body stretched, she bit his earlobe with an inch.

"Merlin likes that."

"Silva is using you."

"Silva Silva Silva," Phoebe complained unhappily, "why doesn't Merlin even look at me at a time like this?"

"Phoebe—"

"I have a way to make Merlin look at me and make you notice me," Phoebe said, climbing down from his lap, her weight slowly shifting down until she knelt on the ground, "This is Xier Wat taught me."

It wasn't until her hand reached for Merlin's belt that he realized what Phoebe was trying to do.

The author has something to say: The car is in the next chapter!I haven't finished writing yet, don't worry, girls [you.

The little girl who is possessive to the point of blackening is really cute, so beautiful, she wipes away her tears.But there are already girls in the comments who have contacted 2333333!Don't worry, I won't abuse you, I swear to the lamp!

Thanks to Luoshu Tsubaki for the landmines, let’s work hard for the college entrance examination! !