[Comprehensive] Platinum Poison Brother Daily

Feeney and Bond's smooth movements allowed them to stand firmly in the subway car, and the passengers applauded when they saw the skills they only had in this movie, one big and one small!

Every lonely and indifferent British people has a funny heart in their hearts, please refer to Mr. Bean for details.

The passengers didn't feel much nervousness. At most, they thought that their train had broken down and needed to be forced to stop manually.A mother with a child next to her asked: "Mr. Agent, have our country's agents been trained since such a young age? This does not comply with the Children's Law, does his parents know?"

Passengers around began to echo: "Yes!" "Yes!"

Feeney waved to the surrounding passengers, "No, no, I'm not an agent, I'm just passing by to help, but from what you've said, this job is quite suitable for me. There are fights and excitement, um, thank you Everyone, I will consider it!"

"..." Bond wiped his face, silence is golden.He pulled up Finny's back collar and ran towards the front cab.

At the door of the cab, Bond handsomely threw Feeney to the side, drew out his gun and aimed at the lock of the cab door to destroy violently, then raised his foot and kicked the door open.

At this time, Mrs. M in Bond's earplugs informed him that there were still 18 minutes!

After entering the door, he found the train driver lying on the ground. Bond felt the pulse near his neck, "he's still alive, he should just be in a coma."

Feeney: "There are 17 minutes left, hurry up and find the box." The driver's cab, the size of dried tofu, is full of joysticks at first glance, and there is no black box at all.

Bond was also looking for the box up and down, and after hearing what he said, he took the time to look back at him magically: "The young man is pretty accurate."

Feeney was already lying on the ground to check under the cab, "Who wants to count this, Neil hacked into your communication channel and told me."

"..." I shouldn't have talked to him! ! !

"Ah, I found it. It should be this one. Wait a minute. I'll ask Neil if it can be removed violently."

Feeney: "Neil, I found the box, it's on the lower right side of the console, can I just take it off? '

Neil: "Wait, let me hack into their subway control center first. If my black box is violently disassembled, a Trojan horse will be generated in the original parasitic system, confusing all their system values, and may cause a certain train Sudden speed up or slow down, I need to control their host and then kill the Trojan horse I wrote.Wait until I say it's ok, you're tearing it down! '

Neil quickly operated several computers in the main control room on Baker Street, and frowned his good-looking eyebrows.The Trojan horse I wrote actually has to be destroyed by myself. After this is over, don't let me know who did it, or you will kill him!

Phoebe: "...OK" You can tell from his tone that he is a little bit worried now, so go back and ask George to order the kitchen to get some Neil likes to coax him.

Bond saw that Finny was just staring at the black box without moving, and asked, "Did you ask? How to dismantle it?"

Feeney glanced at Bond, and felt that it was better not to provoke him any more, "Neil is cracking, wait."

Neil: 'Okay, let's take it apart. '

Feeney raised his hand and was about to throw the flute at the black box, but when his back felt cold, his body instinctively rolled to the side.Then there were several gunshots from the control room.

Bond also rolled on the spot, and shot outside in front of Feeney.

Feeney was a little mad, "Damn, there are still people in the train. Is this considered a suicide attack? Could it be that they are sure to survive after the trains collided?" He put an iron armor on Bond in front of him, and then put another on himself.

Bond was busy shooting at the gunmen outside at this time, and he didn't have time to study this matter with Feeney, so he quickly replied, "I'll cover you, quickly unpack the box!"

Fini paused for three seconds. He thought that as long as he put on a Mysterious Water Gu to reduce the damage, plus the defense value of the equipment he was wearing, the bullets hitting him would only deflect and not hit. It was said that he should cover Bond.But that box was made by Neil, it is considered evidence and must be destroyed.So he just paused for three seconds, then turned around without hesitation, smashed the box to pieces with his flute, and used his internal force to treat the chip inside as snake teeth when Bond had no time to notice him. Generally shot smashed.

Only then did he have time to set himself a mysterious water Gu, stood up and spun the flute, and threw a centipede and toad whistling outside the door in the bgm where Bond yelled "quickly squat down and hide behind me" range attack.

The whole world is clean!

At this time, all the subway trains in the city slowly stopped under Neil's control.Bond maintained the posture of squatting on the ground and raising his gun to the door, watching Finny silently, without speaking.Crash is no longer enough to describe his inner world.

He didn't care whether the two people outside were dead or alive. After all, those two people were carrying out a suicide attack, and even if they were caught, they wouldn't be able to ask anything.The question is, what did he see just now! ! !Cool light and shadow effects, range attack, instant kill! !He also seemed to have seen a bullet slip from Finny's body, and it bounced!open!up!He seemed to feel that Finny had also added a layer to him just now. It turned out that this layer was bulletproof! !

Bond took a deep breath and stood up. When he went back, he must write a report to tell his superiors and Her Majesty the Queen that Her Majesty's current direction is very correct. A race with explosive combat power like wizards can only evolve peacefully and must not be forced.Absolutely not! !

…………… This is all a misunderstanding!

But it also brought a lot of convenience for wizards to integrate into ordinary people's society.

Neil: 'Phinney how are you, are you all right? '

Feeney: 'It's okay, not a single hair has fallen out, don't worry. '

After the gunfire stopped, some brave passengers came to see what happened. It was not convenient for Feeney to bring Bond to Apparate under the watchful eyes of the public. The two simply waited in the carriage for the subway control center to arrange the arrival of each train. open the door.

Afterwards, Bond personally drove Feeney home, and after the train stopped, Neil de-petrified the staff who was with him in the control room at the time, and Apparated back home.

Finny lay lazily on the sofa, hugged Neil, and stroked his hair.

"It's fine for the next consultation. Don't let the things you do leak out. It will be very troublesome to find evidence."

"Well, the silver jewelry on your body has come to me."

Finny ignored him, then suddenly thought of something and sat up.

"Hey, call Bond back, there are still a few MI[-] people lying in our yard!"

"........."

The next day, Bond came again.

"Let's get straight to the point. Yesterday, several detectives were sent to the hospital and found to have unknown toxins in their bodies."

"Oh."

Bond pressed down the blue veins that popped up on his forehead, reminding himself to calm down, "Where's the antidote?"

"I found out yesterday that I am very interested in your MI[-] work, and you have helped me find my purpose in life." Finny said to Bond seriously, and Neil almost spit out a sip of water next to him.

Bond inhaled and exhaled, "Our department has high requirements for agents, and the most basic thing is to be loyal to the country."

"I am a British nobleman." The subtext is that he will definitely not betray the country.

"At least a college degree." Bond said nonsense in a serious manner. The requirement for college graduation is only for technical personnel.

"Neil had discussed with me that the world of magic is too small. We were only 17 years old after graduating from Hogwarts, so we happened to be admitted to a university to get in touch with the world more."

"..." I'm at a loss for words.

"With me here, Neil won't threaten you to erase all of your data."

Cough cough, this one is very attractive, but if he is allowed to join like this, will Mrs. M kill him?

Neil rolled his eyes. He was not too worried about whether Feeney would be dangerous after becoming an agent, unless the enemy used a large thermal weapon against Feeney. Well, since he managed to find an industry that not only has fighting, but also stimulates and is protected by the government, it's better to support him.

Neil saw that Bond was a little shaken, and joined the ranks of persuasion: "The antidote is 50 pounds, and the six of them have a total of 300 million pounds. My technical support yesterday gave you a 240% discount based on my market price, which is 540 pounds." Thank you for your patronage, a total of [-] million pounds, but..."

As a top secret agent, Bond naturally knew what Neil was going to say next. He wiped his face and thought: 'Mrs. M, accept your fate, I won't be the one you worry about the most in the future. '

"But what?" Bond answered in a face-saving manner.

"If you are one of your own, the money for the antidote is considered a meeting gift. If you don't fight, you don't know each other. As for my appearance fee, it looks like we will cooperate often in the future, so I will send you a call." 150% off, it’s [-] million for you.”

"..." To actually charge money? "You made that box, we can investigate you!"

"Who said I did it, do you have proof?"

"..." They inspected the scene and found that only the black casing was left, and the chip inside had been shattered into powder, which could not be repaired at all.

Both Feeney and Neil looked at him with innocent smiles.

Bond was almost blinded by their smiles, "You have won, give me the antidote quickly, after graduating from university, come to report in six places, Neil must also come, otherwise you will definitely be added to the monitoring list. "

Neil thought for a while, "Do you have a lot of vacation time? Can you take private work?"

My name is Bond, James Bond, I died in Malfoy House, London in 1993.Happy New Years - oh, it's a secret.

No matter how well-mannered Mr. Agent is, the table will be overturned, okay?

He almost yelled: "There is a lot of vacation time!!! As long as it doesn't affect your work, you can do whatever you want!!!!"

"Okay, deal, Feeney will give him the antidote."

After Mr. Agent left, Malfoy Villa returned to a peaceful life.There was also a family meeting at home. Feeney talked about his career plan and gained everyone's support.

Lucius & Narcissa: 'It's amazing my son was picked up by the government before he graduated. '

Draco: "My brother's goal in life is finally not to be a dude." '

All are happy.

Then, Hogwarts started.