At the moment when he heard Osfia say that they could only find the mentor through one person now, and was slightly curious about who it was,

When I saw the laptop screen, the young man with a handsome but pale face behind the glasses.

The moment his eyes were incredulously stunned, Fang Ran suddenly remembered that this was the person he met on the deck of the icebreaker before rushing to the North Pole!

Huh...

It's him!???

"You know him?"

Noticing that it was different from Lime, Fang Ran, who was stunned for a moment, asked softly.

"No, it's just happened once before..."

Even if he was in Italy a hundred years ago, almost two months had passed, and he almost forgot that he had met such a figure.

But recalling the dark and distant dense sea of stars in the North Pole, he who had an unexpected chat with him, and 1/2 awakened [Double Card]...

Kerim...

Is that his name?

Inadvertently learned the name that he forgot to ask that time, Fang Ran's eyes were slightly distracted, and then he noticed Lime's curious gaze before he reacted, and looked at Osfiya apologetically and said:

"Ah, it's okay, go on, why can we find a mentor through him?"

Without asking too many questions, Osfia glanced at him with blue eyes, and Osfia continued to explain to the two:

"I only learned about his existence when I acquired White Wing, one of the few students and experimental assistants of my mentor..."

"So as long as we catch him, we'll be able to find a mentor?"

Why this kidnapper logic?

Looking at the excited lime a little speechlessly, he had already switched the action mode to the simple and rude way in the action movie, and Fang Ran asked more practically:

"Where are we going to get him?"

"He won't be willing to help us yet."

Seeing that the two of them directly skipped the step of 'negotiation', Osfia corrected her mouth lightly, and then got up and sat near Fang Ran, while Lime ran to her other side curiously,

Fingers continue to dive letters on the keyboard, opening a website with a beautiful Gothic building in the background.

"This is a celebrity club in Paris that specializes in partying, if what I heard before the war is correct..."

Osfia's face remained unchanged and brought up the cracking interface of the background information of the website, and his voice was calm with lowered eyes:

"He's supposed to be here for a party during this time, and hopefully we haven't missed it yet."

Just looking at the obvious hacking behavior in her hand, and understanding why she said the words 'I will use it later' just now, Fang Ran was stunned and asked:

"What are you doing here?"

"It was a private gathering with scientific research presentations that were biased towards commercial investment, and it would be attended by the directors of consortia with large sums of capital, investors in large corporations, and even international financial oligarchs in the top circles of the country."

"These people's activities are not revealed to the outside world at all, and the organizers send out invitations to each person individually, so we need other means to know when the party is due."

The blue eyes flashed with various cracked prompts on the screen, and Osfia replied flatly, causing the lime who heard her explanation to let out an exclamatory sound.

"It sounds like a gathering of the aristocracy of the West in the past."

"In fact, there have always been aristocratic gatherings in the past, but they have been narrowed down to a small circle that is difficult for ordinary people to access,"

In the background data that has been quietly spared, searching for invitation information related to 'Kerim Clayshaun', Osfia explained to her in a light voice:

"Formal attire, evening dresses, orchestra performances, champagne and wine, there will also be dance sessions and etiquette requirements, in fact, it is just a social scene for some people."

Remembering the real aristocratic gathering he had attended when he rushed into the manor with a Ferrari, Fang Ran looked at Osfia with some strange eyes.

"You seem familiar?"

Then I was glanced at by those blue eyes and heard her calm voice.

"Because I've been there, too."

I don't even know the route from Bath to London, but I know this kind of thing very well...

At this moment when he sighed and thought in his heart, the search results on the screen finally appeared!

"Found it."

Then Fang Ran heard Osphia's words suddenly frowning:

"Wait.... This is..."

"What's wrong?"

Looking at her gaze, she saw that the cursor rested on the screen party invitation list was a name under 'Crim Clayshaun',

Donald.

"This man... Are you a participant? ”

Noticing that the name did not indicate the surname, knowing that since it was a party of this level, it was impossible for the organizer to make such an omission, so he could only think of the only possibility, Fang Ran tried to ask with some frowns.

"The official force in France is the Hermitage Order, and the organization established by His Excellency Herschel in the past, he should be the strongest B-level among them, and he is also the head of the A-class."

The moment she saw this name, Osfiya's eyes immediately sank and she began to rethink her actions, and then looked at Fang Ran and Lime.

"His presence means that we can't have normal access to Krim Clayshawn, and someone has to be responsible for luring him away."

"Can't we explain it to him?"

Still not knowing much about the details of the situation at the moment, Lime asked a little strangely, and then saw Osfia shake her head gently.

"The official participants will not change their stance because of the words of the wanted officer, and the only one who can pierce Kolosos is His Excellency Herschel, otherwise we would not have bothered to solve the simulation scenario."

"Then I'll lure him away, you guys come and find a chance to contact that person,"

Hearing Osfia's explanation, Lime blinked and agreed:

"It just so happens that you and Fang Ran are more familiar with that 'Krim'."

Nodding his head, admitting that it was indeed the best choice to lure Donald away by a Lime that was also a B-grade Lime, Osfia then turned his head to look at Fang Ran beside him:

"Then I'll sneak into the hall with you and find a way to contact Clay Sean."

There was no objection to this, and the stall hand agreed, and Fang Ran asked the last question:

"And what about the time of the party?"

"Tomorrow night."

Just tomorrow night??

"So if we want to investigate the cult, we'd better deal with it tomorrow during the day."

"Well, I see..."

replied with a long sigh, and then slumped into the soft sofa, thinking that fortunately he hadn't missed the relief at the same time, Fang Ran couldn't help but sigh,

It's really not a time to catch your breath...

"Then it's decided."

Hearing his unsettled agreement, Osfia closed the screen of her notebook, and then slowly got up, her voice sounding clear and calm.

"After the cult's investigation is over tomorrow day, we'll find a way to infiltrate that party at night and find a way to find the mentor through Clay Sean."

Starting from returning to the hotel, sorting out the intertwined intelligence information, and uncovering the truth about the association's usurpation of the royal court, at this moment, Fang Ran and the others finally determined the next plan of action.

"That...."

Then at this moment, in the room in the hotel suite, there was a weak voice from Tang Bing who cautiously poked his head out of the door, looking at them as if they had finished discussing business.

"If you can't go home... Can I go around and buy a change of clothes...? ”

There was a twist in her words, in what was definitely the longest night she had ever experienced yesterday, she was sweating profusely from desperately trying to escape from the first encounter with Ignat, not to mention the series of experiences that followed by Bass returning to London.

Tang Bing, who had long felt slimy on his body, because Fang Ran was in the same room last night, he was embarrassed to say that he wanted to take a bath.

And then just when I calmed down during the day and decided to ask to go home for a while, so it was quite over.

Very unfortunate to be attacked by a wanderer...

Don feels the malice that comes from life

After slapping the bed with grief and incompetence and rage, Tang Bing, who could only honestly accept the reality, turned his head in a slightly red whisper.

"Senior, can you accompany me... I'm scared alone..."

Hearing her words as thin as mosquitoes, looking at Tang Bing's sunny and cheerful side, Fang Ran felt something strange and slightly stunned,

Then, just as he was about to say yes, a brisk voice sounded happily faster than he did.

"I'll go with you, I'll go with you, it just so happens that I have a lot of things to buy!"

As soon as he heard that he was going out shopping, he had been eating instant noodles in the simulated scene, and he suddenly raised his hand and opened his mouth.

opened his mouth silently, realizing that he had missed the opportunity, Fang Ran, who came back to his senses and continued to slump on the sofa and sighed, glanced at Lime and Tang Bing, who were already preparing to go out,

Then he looked at Osfia beside him, and asked in a relaxed tone:

"Doesn't it matter if you let them go out like this?"

Osfia, who didn't care, bypassed the captives tied to the coffee table and slowly walked to a room and calmly replied:

"Escaping from the territory of the United Kingdom is quite temporarily out of the other side's field of vision, except for the kind of coincidence that is today, as long as we do not actively expose ourselves, even the association will not be able to find us so quickly."

Then before pushing the door open and walking into the room, her steps paused slightly,

seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally she said in a cold voice:

"So let's relax tonight, how about you go take a bath, tomorrow is the day of action."

After saying that, Osfia closed the door.

And hearing her concerned proposal, Fang Ran was slightly surprised, and then remembered so many things that had happened whether it was tonight or last night,

One after another, he was a little tired and overwhelmed, maybe he should take a good rest alone.

glanced at the living room where he was alone, Fang Ran slowly stretched his waist hard, as if he wanted to break away from this serious mode, but he still whispered to himself:

"Take a bath, it sounds good...."