[007]Miss M

Sometimes, Scarlett can't tell whether Bond's connivance is due to the education he has received all the time or the relationship between the two.

Britain is a country that attaches great importance to gentlemanly manners, and the greatest characteristics of gentlemanly manners are conservation <conservative>, politeness <politeness> and showing respect to females <respect for ladies>. "Showing respect to females" itself is a kind of moral code advocated by the British, and this kind of elegance is carved into the bones of the British.Obviously, Bond is definitely not an exception.

Although M has been telling her that agents cannot have feelings, many things cannot be controlled by orders.Bond and Scarlett have known each other for so long, even if there is no love, they are at least friends and partners - in bed.

"not angry?"

Bond smiled and looked at Scarlett. There were still a few bloodstains on his face, which were left when he fought the terrorists:

"Women are cute when they have a little temper."

Scarlett glanced at Bond, walked to the medicine box, held the alcohol cotton ball with tweezers, and gracefully returned to him. While dealing with the wound on Bond's face, she couldn't help but curl her mouth: "So this Am I cute?"

"呲-"

Bond raised his head slightly, looking at the woman standing in front of him.Her long dark red hair was naturally curly, exuding the style of a mature woman, but in her lake green eyes, there was a cunning that did not match her appearance.She smeared alcohol on his wound vigorously, but she couldn't help but lighten her hand movements when she heard her soft inhalation.

He has always been unable to figure out Scarlett. There are really too many mysteries in this woman, but these mysteries make him more interested in her.Especially her attitude towards M, sometimes Bond will feel that she is devout like a believer.

After briefly treating the wound on Bond's face, Scarlett threw away the blood-stained alcohol cotton ball, but suddenly felt a sinking in her lower abdomen, and a rush of heat rushed down.

Frowning, Scarlett said "bathroom" and left the room.

Sure enough, it is here.

As a female agent, there are always a few days every month that make her particularly irritable, but it happened today at an inappropriate time.Although--

Counting the days, the time is not much different.

Perhaps because of guilt, M never gives her any tasks during these few days of each month. All she needs to do is to rest at home.

After finishing the process and returning to the VIP room arranged for the two at the airport, Scarlett looked at the steaming cup of chocolate on the table and glanced at Bond several times.

"Your Margarita is changed to hot chocolate, you can't drink cold drinks these days." Bond looked indifferent, he sat on a chair, held a glass in one hand, and took a sip of vodka. Tiny, "Why don't you like stirring?"

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. Do you need any reason?"

"You're right, women have this privilege." Bond spread caviar on the crab meat, "Why did you come to Miami? The reason for passing by by chance doesn't convince me."

Scarlett was concise and said only one word: "Mission."

M wanted the assignment to be kept secret so Scarlett wouldn't bring it up to Bond.She looked at the wall clock on the wall: "If everything goes well, I should be on the plane back now."

"pity."

"what?"

"There are no such delicate desserts on the plane."

Scarlett has a preference for desserts. She can skip the staple food, but she absolutely cannot skip desserts.However, no matter how she eats, she still has a slender figure. The places that should be plump are plump, the places that should be curved are very curved, and the places that should not be fleshy have no extra fat.

Scarlett's favorite dessert is Opera Culinary Arts. The strong flavor of chocolate and coffee fascinates her, a chocolate and coffee lover.She also loves macarons, a French dessert made with meringue, almond flour, icing sugar and icing sugar, with fruit jam or cream between two biscuits.

Putting the fork in her mouth, the taste of chocolate between her lips and teeth made Scarlett curl her mouth in satisfaction.

"It's delicious?" Although Bond was speaking to her, he didn't wait for Scarlett's answer. He called the flight attendant waiting outside the door, "Please give me another tiramisu."

Strange to say, Scarlett's favorite desserts are Opella and macaron, but her best is tiramisu.

"It's not as delicious as what you made." Bond only took a bite and didn't continue.

"The tiramisu I made is not something ordinary people can taste."

Of course, Bond is not what Scarlett called "ordinary people".

An MI[-] helicopter takes Bond and Scarlett to the Bahamas.

The wife of the businessman Dimitri was killed outside her family's villa. The body had been soaked for a long time, and it was already swollen and had a stench. Even Tanna couldn't help feeling sick when he saw it.

The seaside has been cordoned off by MI[-]. Many agents are either searching for evidence at the scene, or disposing of the corpse, and the forensic doctor is examining the corpse.Led by Tanner, Scarlett and Bond meet M.

"How are you?"

"Life is safe."

M looked up and down, and saw that Scarlett looked fine except for some flesh wounds on her arm, so she turned her head and asked Bond: "Why is the body swollen? I think she must have been tortured first. You have killed her husband, and we have no one to interrogate now. Does she know anything about you?"

Bond looked at the corpse for a long time, and finally looked away at this moment: "I don't know."

"What about your real name and intention?" M was not at ease.

"she does not know."

After confirming that the other party will not know the situation of the agents sent by MI[-], M briefly explained to Bond the next mission while walking into the house. Scarlett followed the two and walked into Dimitri villa.

"This middleman named Dimitri can always get weapons and find buyers. He can do it with anyone who has money. For many years, he has a close relationship with Raciford. You have read Raciford's information last time. , he is the banker behind terrorist organizations around the world, laundering money for terrorist investments, and they can withdraw them at will.” M said while walking, “This man is an Albanian, a chess master, a mathematical genius, and he likes to prove it by playing cards .”

M, Bond, and Scarlett walked to a long corridor, and a middle-aged man with a toolbox walked towards him. Scarlett knew him. This was her colleague from the Military Supply Department, in charge of medical technology. related technologies. M signaled something to the man, he opened the box, and punched a small metal gadget into Bond's wrist. After scanning, it was confirmed that all aspects of Bond's body data clearly appeared on the computer built into the toolbox. .

According to M's deduction from the known information, the terrorist in Miami is the same as the one that Bond shot dead in Madagascar before.When experts analyzed the stock market after 911/9, the CIA discovered that someone was shorting airline stocks. On September 12, when the stock market fell to the bottom, someone made a fortune. Originally, the same thing would happen to the skyship today. In stock, if the prototype is destroyed, the company will go bankrupt.Then, because Bond and Scarlett stopped the explosion last night, someone lost hundreds of millions because of a wrong bet. M believes that this man named Raciford is the one who lost hundreds of millions of dollars, and these also coincide with Raciford's behavior of making a huge bet in the Casino Royale in Montenegro.

This is a gamble of hundreds of millions of dollars. 10 players, each bet 1000 million, can buy another 500 million, and the winner takes all. The maximum bet in this game can reach 5000 million.

Although the bet was as high as [-] million, Raciford did not have [-] million to lose.He is using the client's money to play stocks. Once the client finds out, he will die-you know, Raciford's clients are all the leaders of those militants in Africa. Once they know that their money is gone, Raciford will be very Will die soon.So M wants Bond to win the bet, and then MI[-] will provide a sanctuary in exchange for everything Raciford knows.

"I decided to let you gamble," M flipped through the information in his hand, "replacing the criminal syndicate, I heard that you are the best in the team. But Bond, I have a question for you, can you Emotionless? Doesn't look like a problem for you, does it, Bond?"

The words were addressed to Bond, but M's eyes focused on Scarlett who had been following her and Bond as the background board.

"Correct."

Bond's answer, confident and firm, without emotion, is like a magic spell, reminding all agents at all times.

Nodding in satisfaction, M called Scarlett, turned around and walked back, took two steps but then turned back: "Don't worry about contacting the headquarters, we know where you are."

It was only then that Scarlett realized that the thing that had been punched into Bond's wrist just now had a GPS chip inside, which could locate Bond's location.

The author has something to say: update the next chapter at 08:30~

Written in a hurry, forgive me if there are bugs.