Chess and Goldfish

Sherlock squinted his light gray eyes and searched around, but the little curly hair was gone, and he couldn't find it no matter what.

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"kingsman." The sweet and greasy voice made a bend, and he said the word abruptly, which was extremely ambiguous, but the expression of the person in front of him didn't change at all.

Gentlemanly as always.

"Long time no see, Gent."

Leaving Kingsman's tailor shop, Gent and the man with the black umbrella walked into a tavern, he ordered Cuba Liberty 1, and the man ordered a stout.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Harry." Sighing his name, Gent stroked the curly hair on his head, "You look a little more handsome."

A smile appeared on Harry Hart's face, his hair was combed meticulously, the lenses on his face were slightly shining, and there were some traces of time on his handsome face, but it did not damage his temperament at all, on the contrary, it became more settled. for maturity.

"Since the farewell three years ago, I really didn't expect to see you here." Harry took a sip of beer, "It's even more unexpected that you will stop me."

Gent paused while holding the wine glass, and looked up at him. The other party was watertight and showed no superfluous expressions. He smiled, "Mike asked you to be a lobbyist?"

Hearing this, Harry frowned, "Are you familiar with Mycroft?"

Gent was noncommittal, "The so-called 'British Government'?"

"Holmes, huh." It didn't seem like sarcasm, but with strange admiration and approval, Harry raised his legs and put the black umbrella on the side of his hand, "You called me, saying it was a lobbyist." , isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"Someone will always come to me, whether it's you, him, or Anthea?" Gent smiled and said nothing.

"Anthea?" Harry shook his head. "She likes that name more."

"It seems that you all know each other well, or you only know him."

For a long while, the other party didn't speak.

The air in the tavern seemed to be stagnant, revealing a sense of tension. The owner of the tavern secretly looked here several times. Gent hooked his lower lip helplessly, and waved to the bearded man, "Another order of French fries."

Harry moved his lips and tightened the handle of the black umbrella he was holding, "Gint."

"Ok?"

"I'm very grateful that you saved me." Harry pinched the space between his brows. "If it wasn't for you, I would definitely have failed that mission, and there is no doubt that I would have lost my life."

Gent glanced at his black umbrella, he was not curious about the terrible mystery hidden in it, but he was tired after seeing too much.

The sense of familiarity from the moment he met Mycroft finally had a home now, so that he could completely conclude that it was not an accident that Harry Hart approached him, but because he was the target of the mission.

【kings-man】

mi5, mi6, fbi, cia. 2

Little Curly lowered his head and took a drink from the cup, his long eyelashes covered the dark and resentful eyes.

After a long time, he was the piece of fish, and the one holding the sharp knife was someone else.

"You're welcome."

After a long time, Gent said in a low voice, "Harry, the pendant you gave me is still in my collection, I think it's very good now, if possible, I hope I won't use this pendant in the future. "3

"Oh." Harry raised his eyebrows, "That's good."

The pendant is placed in his "box", a special box, because sometimes some magic props need to be placed, so Jinte's boxes have various attributes.

If he guessed correctly, the fast pendant should be a tracker, and he put it in the box after he came to London.

Damn, that's why he was being targeted as soon as he entered London.

No wonder the little fat man is so well-informed and powerful?snort.

"Are you still in this business?" Gent tilted his head and looked at him. He was dressed as a standard agent and spy. Kingsman is an interesting organization, independent and dependent on the government.

Harry picked up a freshly served French fries, chewed them slowly in his mouth, and said in an unhurried voice, "Before answering your question, please answer my question first."

The little curly hair made a gesture of invitation.

"Who am I talking to? Jim Moriarty, or Gent Ace?"

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They all care about this, and they are still brooding.

As a "consulting criminal" with a lot of criminal records, Gent has never been afraid of others turning over his black history.

It's very simple, he didn't do those things, and he can't feel guilty at all.

Even those stupid profilers were helpless against him.

So, what a great thing it is for him to give up the main battlefield of the United States and come to London.

Little Gente puffed out his chest proudly.

"Need I remind you? You called me Gent from the beginning."

"That's because the person I know is Gent, from the first time I saw you." Harry said slowly, with a very gentle tone, so gentle that Gent could have an illusion.

As if to say: I'm with you, old friend.

Gent shrugged, "I don't have multiple personalities or schizophrenia, and you say that doesn't excite me-boss, have a beer!"

"It's easy to get drunk if you mix it up." Harry frowned disapprovingly, "Boss, don't listen to him, change to Cuba Liberty."

"Oh, are you my dad?" Gent rolled his eyes indecently, "Come on Harry, I won't get drunk."

"At best it's your brother." Harry smiled. "Just think I'm worried about you, huh?"

Gent: "..."

"You are an unsuccessful seduction." He smacked his mouth, "But I like it, the atmosphere is much more relaxed."

Harry was unmoved, "Even if you say so, I won't let you drink alcohol. Also, you are an Englishman, don't keep learning the American way, it looks awkward."

Jin Te is angry, he is an American at heart, why does he look awkward!

But he just said that he is neither a schizophrenic nor a multiple personality, there is no way to deny it!

Looking at the little curly hair holding his breath, Mr. Agent laughed, "Talk about the business? What are you calling me for?"

"Don't you know?" In a fit of anger, Little Curly's tone became heavier.

Harry looked at him like an older brother tolerating a mischievous younger brother, which made Gent feel uncomfortable, "What should I know? Holmes?"

"The big ones and the small ones are annoying!" Jin said with a particularly open face.

Harry smiled, "You know, you look a lot like one of my recent students."

Jin Te rolled his eyes, a little interested, "Is it the so-called Kingsman Secret Service Academy?"

"If you want to see it, I will take you to meet that person some other day." Harry's expression softened a lot, and Gent muttered inwardly, "Are you more interested in the little ones?"

"I'm pursuing him." Gent said without hesitation.

Harry smiled inclusively, "Don't make Mycroft angry, he will take revenge on you."

Jin Te curled his lips, "You don't believe me, and you still ask me what to do." He was a little shabby, obviously he really thought the little detective was very interesting, and he liked it very much.

"Whatever you say, it has nothing to do with me."

Hearing what Harry said, Gent smiled viciously, rolled his eyes, and leaned forward slightly, "What about the 'Sun Project'?"

Sure enough, the man on the opposite side twitched his eyebrows, opened his mouth into a straight line, and said stiffly, "Is this the exchange between you and Mycroft?"

He paid his brother, you gave information?

Gent laughed mockingly in his heart. It seems that Harry still doesn't know the "British Government" well enough, so Kingsman is really an independent organization. On the other hand, they know even less.

The weakness of the British government is his younger brother, how could he exchange this, he thought it was a white wolf with empty hands?

Mycroft clearly knew how difficult Moriarty was to be with a man, which Kingsman didn't know. After all, at that time, Professor Moriarty had always been in confrontation with the government.

An anti-terrorist espionage organization will not have such a clear political stance, so the government will not allow them to get involved.

But, there's no need to let him know that clearly, is there?

So Gent just shrugged his shoulders and smiled innocently, "Probably, you are also checking this?"

Harry finally frowned, he stared at Gent closely, not letting go of his expression, Gent really wanted to sigh and say don't bother, big brother, you're not Sherlock, how could you find anything Clues [Show hands.

"Will you tell me?"

Gent rolled his eyes, "Honey, how about making a deal?"

"trade?"

"Maybe you don't like this term, so, would you like to play a game with me?"

Noticing the ring on Harry's hand, Gent stretched out his finger and shook it, "Don't make such a fuss, I'm so harmless, a good British citizen, with no bad records in the last three generations, it's just a small game, baby."

Finally, he seemed to have the upper hand, though there was nothing to be proud of.

"Tell me." Harry tilted his neck.

"You can follow me unconditionally, I will not resist, and then give the first-hand news to your leader—if your leader is the leader I think." Gent smiled maliciously, "And what I want is Less, how about showing me your elementary school students?"

"It's not fair." Harry pushed his glasses calmly, "It's a loss for you."

Gent was a little surprised, "I can't see that you are quite righteous, yes, no one is worse than the Holmes family. Well, let me say it again, except for your elementary school students, I hope you will treat me sincerely."

"what--?!"

Looking at the stunned expression of the man opposite, Gent smiled maliciously, "I am a good citizen of the UK, you have to protect me, and I saved one of you, since there is no way to return it to me, why don't you promise it with your body, Mister Agent?"

Harry: "..."

After a long time, the man said dryly, "Are you forcing me to do it?"

"You're thinking wrong. I just want to have an older brother. I really envy Holmes..."

Unable to guess what Gent wanted to do, Harry stiffly turned his eyes away. He found that the person in front of him didn't like playing tricks at all, but was good at conspiracy!

He just showed his hole cards brightly. You know that he is uneasy and kind, but you will still jump into the trap.

Wishing to stick the black umbrella into Curly's nostrils and stun him, Harry gritted his teeth ferociously, and had to continue to maintain an elegant demeanor on his face.

"make a deal."

The little curly laughed softly, stood up from his seat, waltzed his feet, and bent down towards Harry, "game is starting, dear."

Into my game, want to get out?

——Then you must end with the elimination of one person.

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—Look, honey, I found a new playmate.

—Oh, that's none of my business.