In the end, it was Leffy who gave her a name, Martina, the name of the princess of the Great. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Why did he give this name, it was just a code name, and Martina was the exile of the Nala people back then, and later married the Emperor.

It can be regarded as a response to Martina's current experience.

Finding an excuse to pull Martina apart, Leffie pulled Barrett aside.

"How are you going to solve it? Can you rest assured that Bass will send you something? Leyphy reminded that if the woman had some kind of information-stealing device installed on her, Barrett would be in trouble.

"Uh, what do you mean by that...... Why can't we just leave her here? Or let her live in the south before she leaves here. Barrett was a little depressed, because Martina's identity meant she couldn't enter Cellon's territory.

In other words, to return to Theloon, she must be allowed to leave first. But as a slave, they have no experience in how to solve the problem of her identity.

"Okay, so when are we leaving?" Lyphy was unaware of the secret order given to him by Kirson, and she thought that the mission was complete.

"Well, if nothing else, Bass will soon invite us to his mansion. We'll go when we're done. Barrett still didn't say what he was going to do, after all, keeping it a secret for Corson was part of the work ethic.

Hearing his decision, Lei Fei could only agree, after all, she was only here to help him, although she didn't like it here.

The next morning, Matthew came in and asked Barrett to take a trip to Haynes, saying that there were some trivial formalities that he needed to deal with.

And Lai Fei took Mimi to the doctor, Mimi had been away from Ensa for almost a week, and a medical professional needed to check the extent of her recovery.

Since neither of them was worried about Martina's stay at the hotel, they sent her to the market to do some shopping, after all, housework and other work were supposed to be done by slaves.

Originally, Barrett was worried that she would have no available account if she didn't have identification, but she was surprised to find that all the identity procedures of this girl had been completed.

It didn't take him personally, and Bass did everything right, which is really admirable for his means.

Matthew waited for him in his office for a while.

As soon as Barrett arrived, he handed Barrett a thick stack of papers.

"Didn't you already sign the contract that day?" Barrett looked at the documents with some puzzlement, which were full of various awkward permission agreements.

"That day was something on the official face, and to put it bluntly, it was for others to see. Today these are real profit sharing. Matthew explained that Corson had told him to send a favor to Barrett. It's just that he didn't expect the boss to be so big.

"Isn't that supposed to be between Corson and Buzz, it has nothing to do with me!" Barrett understood what he meant, but all the money was paid by Corson, and it stands to reason that there is nothing to do with himself after the contract is signed.

Matthew shrugged, whether the boss wanted to buy him or whatever, it was not up to him to manage.

"It's good to sign them all, and you won't suffer a loss."

Since everyone said so, there was no reason for him to refuse, and Barrett signed his name on all the papers, even if the formalities were all completed.

Barrett handed the bag containing the metal cage to Matthew, this kind of thing, it is better for Kirson to find someone to study it.

"I'll be going to inform Her Highness Luna in a moment, so I'll give you something first. This is evidence of Bass and the attack, and I hope you will keep it safe. "Barrett certainly knows what to do to do a good job as a double agent.

Ke Sen knew that after he informed Luna, he naturally wouldn't think about hiding the results anymore, and he also had an explanation with the intelligence department here.

Leaving Haines, it was not yet noon.

Barrett didn't go back to the hotel first, he had another place to go.

Cautiously confirming that no one was following him, Barrett walked into a small alley near the workers' quarters.

This alley is the back alley of the workers' club, and the narrow alley is full of wine bottles, scraps of paper, and even two unconscious absentees thrown in the garbage heap.

They wore white-worn cargo pants and only a vest on their upper body. Lying in the garbage heap like a dead dog, if it weren't for the low moaning, it would be no different from two corpses.

It looks like he was thrown out by the bartender for getting drunk in the club last night, and Barrett laughed.

Looking back, when I was in high school, I secretly went to work in a coal mine, and when I got my first month's salary, it seems that I got drunk at a bar, and was just thrown next to the garbage heap by the bar owner.

It's just that what's even worse is that it was early winter, and I slept all night and almost died there, which really makes me feel stupid when I think about it......

Pulling open the back door of the club, a scantily clad woman was smoking against a wall, her cheeks, neck, and shoulders were covered with a large tattoo of an angel being dragged into the fire by a demon.

Seeing him come in, the woman didn't have a surprised expression, but directly opened the door behind her.

"Yo! It is reasonable to be closed at this time, but ...... Look at the little brother, you are very strong, sister, I will make an exception! As she spoke, her hand ran through Barrett's armpit and stroked his back.

With the bartender's strange smile, she dragged Barrett into the room.

Reaching out and turning the sign on the door over, the woman locked the door from the inside.

Soon, staccato moans rang out in the room.

Of course, it was all seen from the outside of the room, and inside the room, Barrett didn't even undo his coat.

The strong smell of alcohol and pungent perfume smell is not so good.

"Do you drink so much every day?" Sitting casually on the couch, Barrett asked.

Alcohol and stimulants were arguably the most demoralizing things, and he thought it was a little strange, after all, this woman was quite a powerful intelligence agent in Luna's profile.

"Not only drinking, but also a lot of other things, such as fighting three hundred rounds on the couch where you are sitting~" The woman said teasingly, her hands propped up on the couch, her face almost against Barrett's face.

A device in the bedroom is playing the sound of men and women entangled, and the sound makes people sweat.

Without the embarrassed look the woman expected, Barrett reached for a cigar and lit it, he had a hundred ways to divert his attention.

Seeing her somewhat disappointed expression, he laughed and took out one again and handed it to her.

"My name is Barrett, and I'm from Theloon." Barrett knew that she already knew what she was doing, but politely introduced herself.

"Good thing, it looks like you're really rich, brother, it's really more popular than people. My code name is Rose. It is said to be a beautiful flower with thorns. Is your real name...... I'll tell you when I have a chance. ”

Reaching out and pointing to the tattoo on his right collarbone, it was a bright red rose wrapped around thorny wattles.

"Gifts from others, I'm just a novice, and I've been doing your job for less than a month."

Barrett pulled out a memory from his cigarette case, the size of a fingernail, which he had prepared for Luna, including the general situation on this side, Buzz's movements, and some information on the Western Side.

Seeing the memory, Rose put away that bohemian expression, cautiously took it, and inserted it into the heel of her high heels, where there was a small cassette, and no one who knew could find anything even if they killed her.

Within twenty-four hours, she would send the information back to the Intelligence Department through a secure channel.

"Okay, I believe you, five hundred dollars!" Rose reached out to Barrett, and she pressed a button on her phone on her chest, and the voices in the bedroom quickly shifted to a certain end.

Pulling out a few hundred dollars and handing them to her, Barrett stood up, straightened his clothes, and unbuttoned his chest.

He knew she was going to send her off.