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

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Nine months later, Mexico.

"It's ready, Merlin."

Eggsy's voice sounded in the communication, and Merlin, who was standing in the corner of the open-air party, looked over along the direction.The current Galahad agent in an orange dress, holding a wine glass in his hand, walked towards the target person with leisurely steps.He looks very laid-back, like a kid from a rich family who is idle.

Although Merlin created a false identity for him as an investor, he never minded the free play of the agents.Therefore, after seeing Eggsy toasting in the air, Merlin just looked away: "Be alert, Galahad."

"I'm on guard."

Eggsy in the distance turned around and stopped looking at him.

Merlin also took down a glass of wine from the passing waiter's tray, and couldn't help frowning after taking a sip.

"The wine here is really bad," Eggsy also complained in the communication. "As a drug lord, shouldn't his wine bank be full of old wines?"

"...It seems that the target person's taste in wine is quite worrying."

Even Merlin couldn't help complaining.The Yankee's whiskey was terrible enough, and he didn't expect worse.

Merlin really missed the wine back home in Scotland now.

"However," Eggsy changed the subject, "I don't quite understand, Merlin. You can sit in your office in London, drink Scotch whiskey and direct everything, why do you have to come to Mexico yourself?"

"Clean up the mess."

"what?"

"It's not yours."

Merlin casually put the wine glass on the table beside him.

"It's an expatriate agent here."

Eggsy, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Of course, the royal agents are not just those field agents who have the title of knight.Behind every successful mission of the Knights of the Round Table, there are often countless field and internal work, especially the short-term missions that Eggsy often performs. Before his arrival, the agents stationed there have already prepared everything.

Merlin was indeed responsible for these things, but he wouldn't have come to Mexico for this, right?

"Is it a big mess?" Eggsy asked.

"No," Merlin replied calmly, "It's too successful. Our agents have directly penetrated into the top management of the drug lord's organization."

"..."

What is this!

Eggsy couldn't keep up with his thoughts at all, just when he wanted to continue to ask about the situation.Merlin was the first to speak: "Here we are, behind you."

"—Gary."

A familiar soft voice sounded from behind Eggsy.

He was startled suddenly, turned around, and what caught his eyes was the golden color that he hadn't seen for nine months.

Phoebe walked forward with a smile. She was still the same as Eggsy remembered: long hair hanging down her shoulders, petite, and her delicate face was full of undisguised joy and surprise.

"I didn't expect you to be included in Mr. Manuel's invitation, ah, wait a moment."

Speaking of which, Phoebe stopped the waiter who was about to enter the room.

"Gin this gentleman a martini, no vodka, ten strokes."

"..."

Even if the current Galahad is an excellent agent who has undergone strict selection and has experienced many battles.After hearing Phoebe's words, Eggsy almost couldn't help turning his head to look for Merlin.

This is the nickname they agreed with the field agents—that is to say, the agent in charge of this task of suppressing drug lords is Phoebe!

Is Merlin really willing? !

Eggsy's mood was extremely complicated.He knew that Phoebe had entered the military academy for training, and he also knew that the training time of the military academy was seven months.Logically speaking, as long as there is no shortage of knights of the round table for royal agents, she should indeed join the ranks of field agents first, but... this is fucking Mexico, at the dinner party of the drug lord group!

No wonder Merlin wanted to come in person, and no wonder he said it was too successful.

Long before receiving military training, Phoebe had already almost designed to deceive Silva, and now she has become the confidant of the big drug lord within two months, Eggsy is not surprised at all.

"Long time no see," Eggsy pretended to be polite, "It's worth looking at, ma'am."

"is it?"

Everyone knew that he was telling the truth, God, Eggsy really wanted to reach out and ruffle Phoebe's smooth and beautiful blond hair—just like treating her own sister at home.

But no, at this moment, the two of them still had to pretend that they were harboring ulterior motives.

"Of course," Eggsy complimented, "You are extraordinarily beautiful tonight."

"what."

Phoebe covered her mouth and laughed.

"Based on your words, I will introduce you to Mr. Manuel later," the girl blinked, "but now, dance with me, Gary."

Hearing this, Eggsy took a half step back, stretched out his hand and bent down, and made an invitation generously: "It's an honor."

Phoebe's slender fingertips rested in his palm.

When her hand touched Eggsy's skin, the tiny electric current was fleeting.Eggsy felt his palm go numb for a moment, and then the position of the target person was updated in his glasses.

Eggsy: "..."

It seems that this is Merlin's new invention.

In fact, he really wanted to ask what the reason was, but now was not the time.

Eggsy led Phoebe onto the dance floor, his other hand politely rested on Phoebe's shoulder as music played.

"Have you been in touch with Uncle Jim lately," Eggsy asked. "He never told me about you."

"He's got his job," Phoebe pointed out, "and I've got mine to do."

The implication is that there is no contact.

But Eggsy believed that Merlin would not completely ignore it.Even if he doesn't contact, he will sit in front of the computer and get all the movements through surveillance or other intelligence methods - he always does this.

Eggsy: "I'm sure he'll be happy to see you."

Phoebe: "Really?"

The girl's ending sound was slightly elongated, raising an obvious questioning arc.It wasn't surprising for a delicate-looking girl to talk like that, but Phoebe was never that kind of girl.She deliberately changed the tone of her speech, but she seemed a little yin and yang.

But there was nothing negativity in the teasing twinkle in her eyes, which put Eggsy at ease.

A dance is soon over.

They stopped, and Phoebe took half a step forward, seemingly intimately, before the music stopped. She weighed her toes, and said vaguely: "Start with his lover."

Eggsy was taken aback, but before she could respond, Phoebe had already turned and left.

She retreated to a corner and watched Eggsy turn to a beautiful woman on the dance floor.

The handsome young agent walked forward. He first whispered a few words to the lady, and then they both laughed at the same time.Just when Phoebe was looking for a place to observe the situation on the dance floor further, a tall figure blocked her view.

"Miss," the tall man spoke in standard English, "do you want to show me your face?"

She raised the corner of her mouth: "Why not?"

Merlin held out his hand to Phoebe.

Even though his body blocked everyone's eyes, she still maintained a naive and polite smile, as if Merlin was really just a strange man invited to dance to her.

He brought her back to the dance floor and took her hand.

Like Eggsy, Merlin hasn't seen Phoebe in nine months.

In the headquarters of the Royal Secret Service, sitting in front of the computer screen in the office, he can easily find Phoebe's images: the training video at the military academy, the surveillance in front of the Bank of Mexico, and even the collected evidence of the drug cartel. shadow.But it was the first time in nine months that they met face to face, and it was also the first time to hear her voice.

Military training and the South American sun had tanned her skin, and the girl was no longer as fair as a window doll before she left London.Her complexion was half a shade darker, with a healthy flush.Paired with a well-tailored ivory outfit, it made Phoebe look more grown-up than ever, rather than childish.

"What are you looking at," said Phoebe, "sir?"

Ask knowingly.

Merlin smiled. He didn't see through Phoebe's implied flirting, but said frankly, "Look at you, miss, I've never seen a girl as beautiful as you."

"Even if you compliment me so much," Phoebe tilted her head, "I have nothing to give you."

"You have given me a great gift."

"Hey?"

"You gave me your beauty."

"..."

A trace of blankness appeared on Phoebe's face.

Who would have thought that Merlin, who was always calm and calm, could say such words.

Even though that disappeared quickly, Merlin still keenly grasped her true colors under the mask of reserve.The girl raised her eyes to find his gaze, and silently spit out a line of words: [Slick tongue. ]

That's what she said, but the joy hidden in her eyes revealed her true thoughts.

"You don't fit here, miss," Merlin said.

"Well, what do you think I am suitable for, sir?"

Their dance continued, and Merlin's palm moved slightly downwards, holding the girl's slender waist.

"Come back to London with me," he said close to her ear, "live in a clean and harmonious community apartment, walk into the church with me with the blessings of relatives and friends, stand in front of the pastor, hold flowers and answer 'I Willing', what do you think?"

"Are you proposing to me?"

"I'm asking you to marry me."

Merlin lowered his head, his brown eyes were full of tenderness and lingering, Phoebe subconsciously leaned towards him, the skin of her forehead rubbed against Merlin's cheek, the skin contact after nine months made the girl nostalgic Breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm serious, Miss," Merlin said, "I couldn't move my eyes from the moment I saw you."

"I believe you."

Of course what he said was true.

"I also……"

Phoebe's voice grew softer.

"I am willing to promise you too." She replied.

The author has something to say: the text is over! !

Tomorrow, I will start writing a side story, and I will be the first one to write about Uncle Archie!

Thanks to the eternal little aunt, the overlord ticket that owes light years, I love you!