The invitation letter was sent directly in the form of a message, and the date on it was next week. Zhong Zixing, who had never been to such a luxurious place as a luxury cruise ship, couldn't help but fantasize, looking forward to the banquet in a week's time.

But the little spider was a little suspicious.

"If you can get in with just an invitation letter," he counted out the plots of various spy movies for Zhong Zixing with his fingers, "it's also possible to get in with a killer. The banquet on a luxury cruise ship is very similar to a movie scene..."

Zhong Zixing pondered: "You are right, I have to be careful, if there are really killers, don't smash them."

Peter: ...wait he didn't mean that?

But the most urgent thing is to buy clothes, this kind of banquet does not dare to go on board without a high-end dress.The two of them stared devoutly at the amount displayed on the text message, and then reluctantly looked away after a while. Zhong Zixing, who was holding the phone, even felt that the phone was a little hot, and felt very heartbroken at the unrealistic thought of buying an expensive dress soon.

"Let's go, let's go." With the salary in her hands, she simply put aside the matter of buying clothes, and waved her hand boldly, "Go eat ice cream!"

The little spider cheered, just about to raise his hand and put it down again, a little hesitant: "You don't want to buy clothes anymore?"

"...Don't bring up this topic now." Just thinking about it makes my heart ache qwq

They first ran to eat the most famous ice cream in New York, waited until the ice was gone, and then went to a famous hot pot restaurant. One person had a clear soup and the other had a clear division of labor. They were very satisfied with each other's taste preferences, and finally made an appointment. Come to eat Chinese food again.

Zhong Zixing shopped leisurely all the way, and experienced the thrill of supporting Spider-Man, which was very refreshing.

It was originally planned that the last stop would be a movie theater, but after seeing the posters, Zhong Zixing gave up his plan to watch a movie—there was nothing he wanted to watch.

Basically, what I want to watch is finished as soon as it is released, and there is no desire to watch any of them for the time being.

All that's left are low-budget movies, romance movies, horror movies, thrillers, and the like.

"..."

The two stood in front of the poster wall, falling into a bewildered silence.

After a while, Zhong Zixing spoke in confusion.

"I don't watch romance movies. I want to watch horror movies alone."

The little spider immediately said that he did too.

So movie fans reached an agreement and happily set foot on the way home.

This is the correct posture of college life!You should spend time with your friends, eat and drink, and press the road in the middle of the night against folk songs!

The heat after eating the hot pot gradually dissipated in the gentle cool breeze at night, and turned into an ironing post to warm the whole body.Zhong Zixing didn't dare to take the little spider for too long. Although they certainly don't have to worry about becoming victims of crimes now, Mei is still waiting for Peter at home. Zhong Zixing thinks that the little spider should go home early so that Mei can feel at ease. Say good and go out.

"Staying up late will not grow taller, stay up late next time." Recently, the headlines in newspapers are simply the stage of Spider-Man, and fans of this New York hero have gradually appeared on the Internet, but behind these are the teenagers around him every night. Hanging around New York fighting crime, then going to class the next day to sleep in... it's a vicious cycle.

"I don't often stay up late." The little spider held the bread in his hand and put one hand in his coat pocket, with a calm face, pretending to be real.

Zhong Zixing said that he knew everything, and it would be strange if he believed you.

They chatted all the way back to the apartment, distributed the bread in front of the little spider's house, and said goodnight to each other.

Before Zhong Zixing went up the stairs, he looked back. The little spider had just opened a piece of bread and took a bite. He raised his head and made a "very good" gesture to her.

She withdrew her gaze, took two steps, and still couldn't help laughing.

A week later.

Zhong Zixing changed into a newly bought battle suit...not a small dress, and got off the sports car refreshed, and was led by the waiter to the luxury cruise ship parked in New York Harbor.

This time, it was Annie No. [-] who picked her up. Zhong Zixing couldn't recognize what kind of car it was. Anyway, it was very expensive at first glance.

She was about to step onto the gangway when suddenly a hand was held on her shoulder.

"You forgot the mask."

Zhong Zixing didn't know why, so he looked back.

The moment she turned her head, her face turned cold, and something was blocked.Zhong Zixing instinctively reached out to grab it, and his fingers immediately touched the cold and hard substance.

In a hurry, someone passed her by.

"see you later."

A man in a suit and leather shoes with a golden mask strode up the gangway.

Zhong Zixing: ...Big, big brother, who are you?

After being reminded by the other party, Zhong Zixing realized an important thing - the anonymous invitation letter itself is to protect the privacy of the guests, and naturally it is impossible for everyone to meet people with their true colors.

Of course, it also means that the banquet may be more chaotic than imagined.

Zhong Zixing doubted how Iris got this invitation letter...but this is not the top priority.

They had never met each other before, but the other party's actions were obviously out of good intentions, and their speech also tended to pretend that they knew each other. Zhong Zixing knew it very well.

But just now she used some strength in her hands, and the friendly big brother gave her a mask, which shattered.

"..." Speechless.

She is only one step away from the banquet... Could it be that she is stuck by a mask like this!

no way!

……

Ten minutes later, a female guest with a newspaper on her face walked up the gangway under the subtle side-eyes of the waiter, with her head held high and her chest held high, fearless.

Showing the invitation letter to the waiter, Zhong Zixing imitated the feeling of the Malfoy family, raised his chin high, and passed the security inspection door.

In the main hall, the music is soft, and the lamps wrapped in gold threads cast a flood of warm light, and the beauties in fragrant clothes and shadows embellish the night, or the complicated or graceful skirts flow like a meandering river.

The big brother who gave her the mask before doesn't seem to be in the home court.Zhong Zixing took the champagne glass from the waiter, lifted the newspaper and took a sip, his eyes wandered around, curiously observing the crowd around him.

She picked two holes in the newspaper, and it happened that one of the heads of Iron Man and Captain America was removed from the headlines. Anyway, it was embarrassing and she couldn't recognize who it was, Zhong Zixing was very calm.

She searched around, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

The long table next to the champagne tower is lined with Australian lobsters, and the shells are opened to reveal the crystal white meat...it looks delicious.

Iris was right!

Zhong Zixing immediately put aside his reservedness, flew past the guests with a champagne glass, happily tore off half of the newspaper, his eyes curved into arcs.

This is obviously not a dinner that mainly focuses on food, except for her, the other guests seem to have their own purposes.Zhong Zixing knew it in her heart, but she just came here to eat, and she didn't intend to attract attention because of being an idiot.After taking the lobster, she quickly squeezed out of the gap, and only when she successfully landed in the corner did she lament that her flash skills had improved.

Life is to eat delicious food all over the world!Zhong Zixing, who was feasting on the lobster, was very happy.

As she struggled to eat, the strings of the violin flowed into the wine-scented air.

The slightly trembling sound of the piano seemed to be walking on the silk, the scattered conversations gradually fell silent, and the melody of dance music flowed in the golden shadow cast by the lights.The gentlemen hold the ladies' hands after the invitation is accepted, and the ball is about to begin.

Zhong Zixing raised his head from the lobster and saw the dancing men and women, he couldn't help but lamented that he was really smart, he huddled in the corner early, there was no one around him, naturally it was impossible to get invited by mistake.

But everyone was dancing, and she was too embarrassed to spoil the atmosphere and continued to eat lobster, so she stopped the knife and fork and picked up the wine glass to pretend.

Good wine, beauties, dazzling lights and shadows, the so-called luxury is probably like this. If you don't pay attention, the people in it will suddenly think that they have crossed time and strayed into the palace ball of the imperial emperor.

No wonder money is attractive to the eyes, who doesn't like beautiful things.Zhong Zixing wasn't pretentious at all, he felt that he really liked this kind of atmosphere.

If she brings her own blow-up doll she wants to dance too, although she won't be hehehe.Zhong Zixing held the wine glass, thinking secretly.

next moment--

A deafening explosion sounded at her feet!

The champagne tower was shattered in an instant, the light gold liquor was flowing freely, and the sound of glass breaking and screams mingled together.

Zhong Zixing ignored the panic and hurriedly got up from the ground.The explosion appeared to have occurred in the cabin below her deck, and the ballroom only shook and did not blow up.

Most of the guests present were well-informed. After the initial panic passed, they all calmed down and rushed towards the escape channel guided by the waiter.

Zhong Zixing did not keep up with the large army.Through the porthole, she glanced at the pitch-black deck, and saw many black figures running across the deck, and the guns on their backs were obviously not as simple as pistols.

The black shadows rushed towards the passageway into the cabin, probably to deal with the explosion.Zhong Zixing groaned as he watched them disappear on the deck.

It had been three or four hours since she left the port. Before she came, she knew that the destination of the cruise ship was the high seas, and she should have almost entered the high seas by now.The owner of the cruise ship is unknown, but it doesn't look like a serious person to have such a team.

She made a decision without hesitation for a long time. Taking advantage of the chaos in the ballroom, she quickly rushed to the long table, lifted the tablecloth, bent down and got in, squatted under the table, lowered the pixel, and punched the ground.

With a soft sound, a square hole appeared in front of her.

Zhong Zixing jumped down from the hole carefully, but he didn't control his balance when he landed, and rolled twice on the ground with an ouch.

"……Miss?"

A pair of leather shoes appeared in the field of vision.

"..." Zhong Zixing touched his face.

The newspaper is gone.

Covering her face, she quickly got up, stamped her feet pretending to be annoyed, and said in a sharp voice, "Why is there a hole here! The quality of this ship is really bad!"

"..." The other party was silent.

After a while, the man's tone was serious: "The Avengers already know?"

Zhong Zixing: "..." Wait?My friend, your thinking is a little fast, I didn't keep up?

She thought for a while, then put down the hand covering her face: "Who... are you?"

The man froze for a moment, shook his head and took off his mask.

Zhong Zixing said he didn't know him.

Then the man reached behind his ear and tore off a layer of skin from his face, revealing his real face.

Zhong Zixing: ...

Zhong Zixing:? ? ?

"I know you, thank you for saving me that day." The man said.

Zhong Zixing's face was stiff, and he could only nod indiscriminately.

She also knew this friend...he had slept in her bed.

And she also remembered who he was.

Ethan Hunt, IMF agent.

Phantom Thief Kid's old-timer :)

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