"Oh, Boss, you're back. ”

In the Paris City Hall, which had been captured and used as a temporary office building, a young man wearing round glasses and looking like a student opened the door, Mercer nodded, and then walked into the room and collapsed into the large and comfortable sofa, his green pupils glanced around lazily, and after seeing the new clothes scattered all over the room, he said with a smile: "In the past few days when I have been away, have you been comfortable? How many things have you gone out to buy?"

"Where, Sister Ying took the little girls in the team to buy it, and I was forced to help them carry their bags. As soon as he said this, Zhuge Ming's face immediately became bitter, obviously tormented enough by the painful memories of the previous few days, "It's rare to come to the fashion capital, all of them are like crazy, if I hadn't stopped a few times, it is estimated that these shopaholics would be able to buy back a few truckloads of clothes." ”

"It's okay, let them go. Mercer smiled and pulled out a bottle of champagne from the ice bucket beside him, "The little ones have suffered so much before, isn't it just to be happy to do what they want to do now, they didn't have that condition before, but now they have the status and salary of an executive, and they happen to be on a mission in this place, so let them have a good time." ”

"You spoil them too much, boss......" Zhuge Ming helped his glasses, and then sighed helplessly and smiled, although he was not a member of the group of young soldiers who were brought up by Mercer, but it was precisely because of Mercer's loyalty to the people around him that he, a lonely hacker genius, would willingly join this special organization and dedicate his strength wholeheartedly to it.

"Relax is relaxed, their daily training can't be left behind, when I'm not there, you and A-Ying should pay more attention to these little ...... Huh?" Mercer liked

An old father chattered like an old father, while twisting the cork of champagne in his hand to pull it out, suddenly, between the golden liquid, it seemed that something attracted his attention, only to see his turquoise pupils tremble suddenly, the wine bottle was gently put back into the ice bucket, Mercer stood up from the sofa silently, and then asked casually, "Zhuge , has anyone entered this room just now?"

"What? No, no one has been in or out these days except our own. The young man looked back at Mercer behind him suspiciously, and seeing the solemn expression on the latter's face, he said keenly and quickly: "What's the matter, boss? Something's wrong? I'll call up all the surveillance in this building right now, you-"

"No, no. I just remembered that I hadn't eaten since I got off the plane and came back. Mercer waved his hand, signaling the former not to make a fuss, and then put the executive trench coat on the coat rack back over his shoulders, and at the same time, he turned his face slightly, and said to Zhuge Ming, who was still sitting in front of the computer and looking at him worriedly: "I'll go see if there is anything good to eat nearby, and tell the little ghosts that when I come back, I'll bring them Papa John's pizza and let them have some stomach." That's it. ”

After all, before Zhuge Ming could answer, Mercer's figure had already disappeared outside the door, looking at his hurried back, he even forgot to close the door casually, which was not common for Mercer, who insisted on teaching his younger siblings etiquette and behavior in his daily life. The young man with round glasses pushed the frame between his nose and tilted his head suspiciously.

I always feel ...... Something is wrong.

............

Place de la Bastille, a certain bar.

The sound of clinking glasses and talking

Words were mixed together, unknown bands skillfully played their instruments on the stage, cheerful tunes constantly stimulated people to talk and laugh, the bartender gently wiped the glass, at this moment, his attention was not disturbed by the noisy environment around him, and all of them were taken away from the man in front of him.

The man sitting at the bar had ordered only the cheapest cold beer in front of him, and had only mechanically taken a few sips in the same motion for the past ten minutes, and no matter how many drinks the drunkards around him poured into him, the level of the man's glass had barely dropped, which made him seem so out of place in such an environment. And what made him feel even more disobedient was his dress-meticulously groomed golden back, elegant silver-white suit, and a pair of black leather gloves on top of the briefcase next to him.

"Well, it was on time. ”

Suddenly, the blonde man spoke coldly and suddenly, as if to solve the confusion of the bartender with a puzzled face, and at the moment when the man finished speaking, the door of the bar was quickly pushed open by a pure white figure, the chair was pulled open, and Mercer sat side by side with the man, only then did the blonde man pick up the beer in front of him and raise his head to drink it, and after a pleasant and happy exclamation, he slowly turned his head and began to look at the pair of green eyes that had been staring at him since he entered the room, and Mercer frowned slightly, and finally opened his mouth to ask the man in front of him——

"Why are you here? Bell Noland?"