“......”

The scenery on both sides is like floating light, but in this car is unusually smooth, there is no bumpy feeling, quiet makes people wonder if the car is moving, and the young woman holding the steering wheel in front of him is tall and beautiful, but the middle-aged man sitting in the back seat of the car, with a scruffy beard, is bored and does not pay attention to these at all.

"What's the mission? It's not going to be easy, a vampire, a werewolf, a wizard, or a ghost?"

In this specially modified car, the middle-aged man did not shy away from anything, and said directly.

The Witcher, or Vampire Hunter, is often mistaken for a vampire's natural predator due to his frequent enemies with vampires, but in fact he is a mercenary-like profession, and as long as someone is willing to pay for it, no matter what the opponent is, he is willing to help them solve their problems.

"It's news from the European headquarters, maybe you'll meet with the elders later?"

Elder?

When he heard the word, Roberts almost thought he had misheard.

"Elder, how could these conservative and mysterious people meet with a worldly person like me?"

Roberts almost laughed, he belonged to an organization called "Brother John", which is said to have been founded by the Knights during the Crusades, but has now become a loose organization of mercenaries in the Middle World, even the name has been changed, but no matter how it changes, there is always a mysterious organization called the "Hermitage Society" on its head.

The specific name of the "hermitage" is hardly known, but it is only used as a pronoun for the "hermitage", and the John brothers have been helped by the hermit in many times, and the reason why it continues to this day is that this loose organization has not been dissolved, and it is completely because the hermit does not allow it to be dissolved.

On a rare occasion, Roberts had also met the "elders" of the monastic.

It was a figure in a black monk's robe, no one could see his face, but there was a special quaint aura on his body, although he did not fight, he could feel the great power in his body, that power was stronger than any vampire Roberts had ever seen, just a glance, Roberts, who had endured cruel challenges since childhood, felt a strong sense of crisis.

Mysterious, conservative, and reluctant to come into contact with the laity, this is Roberts's impression of the "elders" in the monasticism.

"Don't think you've been ordered, some people who have done well in the past have received orders, and it is said that it is not only 'Brother John', 'The Silver Hand', 'Peter's Hand', 'The Grave Keeper'...... I've received the news, and you'll find out when you get on the plane with me and go to the European headquarters. ”

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man in the rearview mirror, the young woman couldn't help but speak.

"Whatever the hell, I just want to finish the task quickly and go for a drink anyway. ”

As he spoke, the man subconsciously touched his pocket, but he didn't touch what he wanted......

Before getting into the car, the young woman had already lost all the cigarettes on his body, but the middle-aged man who was addicted to cigarettes couldn't stand it, and even though he knew that Wendy couldn't have missed it, he still searched in his seat.

"Don't look for it, Roberts, there's no smoke in the car...... There is no hookah...... No smoke at all......"

The young woman sitting in front of her seemed to be very familiar with Roberts, and talked to Roberts without looking back, and after confirming that there was none, the man reluctantly gave up the search, looked at her and said.

"No wonder you can't get married......"

"Thank you, I'm so young that I don't plan to get married, but a 43-year-old bachelor seems to be unmarried. ”

But in the face of Roberts's malicious slander, the woman in the driver's seat sneered indifferently, and then, while the voice in the back seat stopped, the young woman suddenly realized her mistake, she opened her mouth, and then tried to explain with some uneasiness.

"I'm sorry...... I ......"

"It's okay, Wendy. ”

A quiet voice rang out from the back seat, and the car fell into some kind of deathly silence. In the rearview mirror, Wendy could see the middle-aged man leaning silently in his seat, staring out the window, as if looking at some extremely distant place.

After hesitating for a moment, Wendy gently stroked her hair, looked at the person in the rearview mirror, and said tentatively.

"But, after all these years, you haven't thought about it...... Try to find another person. ”

"Wendy, you're still young, you won't understand, and some people just have one and you won't think about anything else. ”

The voice of the back seat came into her ears, but the rare gentle voice made her feel dissatisfied, biting her lower lip, the slender fingers holding the steering wheel subconsciously used some strength, and the knuckles at the force could be seen to be slightly white.

What does it mean that she is still young, and she seems to be the same little girl back then...... But secretly looking at the silent man in the rearview mirror, she couldn't get angry.

"How's Joan?"

In the end, it was the man who broke the silence, and when the name was spoken, the man's voice was a little more concerned.

"Joan, she's still in school...... You're really, she's in high school in Boston, and you're running away to Texas, it's like you're avoiding her, and she's rarely seen you, and sometimes she complains to me......"

Speaking of Joan, Wendy was also a little more interested, chattering and chattering.

"How dare a person like me have more contact with his daughter. ”

The man's self-deprecating voice sounded, how could a man like him, who was on the line of life and death every day, take care of his daughter openly? It was only in this specially modified car that he dared to talk about Joan fearlessly.

Then he added.

"Over the years, I haven't been able to come forward, thanks to you for helping me take care of Joan,"

There was no response ahead, but he could see the corners of the woman's mouth in the rearview mirror, and he knew that his partner had received his thanks, and that he wasn't a very talkative person, so he didn't say anything more.

Only occasionally when he looked out the window, those couples and couples who were together, his pupils would be a little lost.

"Betty ......"

It seems that you can still see the curious, energetic, and quirky young figure in front of you.

......

After getting off the plane, the two who went straight to the headquarters finally met the person they wanted to see in a remote church according to the code.

"What value can he be hunted down for?"

Looking at the young man in the photo, Roberts frowned. It was a frontal photograph of a young man, with a thin face, thick dark circles under his eyes that could not be removed, and he looked extremely bad, but Roberts could still tell that it was just an ordinary person, probably not yet twenty years old.

Roberts looked up and asked the monk in front of him.

Opposite him was an old monk shrouded in black monastic robes, with an old face and dark pupils, facing Roberts's questioning, his gaze unchanged, cold and dead.

"Kid, that's not something you should ask...... Just find him, and the retreat will take care of the rest. ”

Lowering his eyes, the old, sluggish voice said.

There was something inexplicably strange about his tone, sluggish like an aria, which made Roberts feel faintly uncomfortable.

But he didn't care about this, after all, he was more like a mercenary, don't ask more questions if he shouldn't ask, since he wanted him to find this person, he didn't bother to pay attention to the story behind this matter.

Then he flipped through the information in his hand, which listed his information in detail, height, weight, blood type, school, coffee hobby, etc., but Roberts was keenly aware that some information seemed to have been deliberately erased without mentioning it.

For example, it says that he fled Amsterdam, where he lived and studied a few months ago, but did not write at all why he wanted to flee, as if someone had deliberately erased the information and did not want people to know.

However, such things are not uncommon, and in some places where high secrecy is involved, employers obviously do not disclose them to mercenaries.

"Extremely good at math and programming, a genius hacker......"

In the end, from this extremely ordinary resume, Roberts really can't see anything, and he was born, raised, and studied like ordinary people, whether on campus or in other people's evaluations, he is "withdrawn, wooden, and impressed......

Except for the "hackers" that seem to be deliberately emphasized.

"Uberto Bruni ......"

Looking at the name, Roberts read it unconsciously.

......

At the same time, in a manor somewhere in Europe, a large number of men and women bowed down to one person in front of them, and the man shrouded in darkness sat on the throne, and could vaguely see the ancient royal clothes he was wearing, and his grim face looked at the many men and women in front of him.

One of them was talking respectfully to him, and he could vaguely hear the words "hacker" and "brunie" mentioned in it.

After a long time, he gave many commands in a deep voice, and the many men and women dispersed into bats, and then the ancient king, seated on the throne, held his head with his hands and muttered.

"The password left by Leonardo da Vinci...... Did he really open the world key?"