Kodak stretched out his hand and grabbed Hill's slender jade hand, and the gentleman smiled and said softly.

"Thank you, ma'am, but I'll do it myself."

Gently swinging Hill's jade hand, and then carefully looked at the part that was wet with oil stains, there were not many oil stains, but they were quite obvious.

Kodak thought for a moment, looked around, got up and walked to the side shelf, picked up a pair of scissors that were still new, and clicked a few times on the oil-stained parts.

After Kodak stopped the knife, the original position of the oil stains had disappeared, and instead there was a fairly standard Chinese character in the Bian character, and the hollow position happened to be all the places with oil stains.

Although Kodak's handwriting is not too handsome, and the position of the scissor cut is not too clever, it has a strange beauty.

Kodak smiled at Hill and spoke.

"Beautiful lady, you see, that's it."

Hill's face was a little strange, and there were strange flashes in his eyes from time to time.

"Oh, sir, you are as dexterous as Miss Marsha Nina."

Martha Nina, a top handmade clothing customization master in the United States, is quite famous in high society.

Kodak smiled and didn't answer.

The reason why he ruined his clothes so happily was to not give Hill a chance to play.

Under normal circumstances, if one person soils another person's clothes, the next thing is naturally to apologize, apologize, help with laundry, treat guests to dinner, and all kinds of means will pop up one after another.

If this process is followed, Kodak's name, identity, address, etc., will be tricked out one by one by the top agent in front of him.

In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, it is natural to start first and solve all the problems directly.

As for whether this will cause any counterproductive effects, Kodak can't manage too much at night, and he really doesn't want to be involved with that stinky and long-term organization.

If you withdraw from government agencies, you will either be used as a gun, or your every move will be stifled and you will lose your freedom.

Before you have enough confidence to wrestle with the government and reason, it is a wise choice to stay away as much as possible.

A temptation was unsuccessful, Hill became a little more settled, Xu felt Kodak's jealousy and resistance, and did not make any superfluous moves, and Kodak was naturally happy.

Time was slowly passing, the smell of filet mignon from the backstage gradually dissipated, and a sturdy figure walked out of the backstage.

This is an old man who looks about fifty or sixty years old, his hair has turned gray, but his eyes are bright, and the muscles on his body are quite simple, and he can see that he is old at all.

As soon as Daddy Mark appeared, he made a hearty and magnetic voice.

"Look, what did I find, where are these bunch of little couples coming from?"

Being teased, normal people may be ashamed to veto, or they may panic to justify, but Kodak and Hill are not very human, the two just smiled and didn't say anything.

This misunderstood situation is far less effective than silence.

Seeing that the two old fritters didn't have the funny reaction of the young people, Daddy Mark picked his shoulders and put away the teasing look.

"Sir, ma'am, tell me, how can I help you?"

Kodak stood up and waved Hill to speak first, and Hill shook his head and rejected Kodak's kindness.

Kodak didn't have any special feelings, it was just some politeness that a man should have, an agent, obviously wouldn't reveal anything in front of outsiders.

As soon as he turned around, a pair of sword eyes looked directly at Daddy Mark.

"Mr. Mark, I need your help."

Daddy Mark sat down at the front desk and began to brew coffee slowly.

"Tell me, if it's too much trouble, I can't help you."

Kodak smiled heartily.

"It's just a small matter, and with Mr. Mark, it must be quite easy to solve."

"I need Mr. Mark to help me find a family."

"There are only two requirements, one is that there are veterans who have been on the battlefield in the family, and the second is that the family is not so wealthy."

"I've been interested in some things on the battlefield lately, and I want to buy some treasures that I might get through normal trading."

Daddy Mark slowly shook the coffee in his cup, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"This is not difficult, American GIs who participated in World War II are everywhere, there are very few relatively wealthy ones, and it is not difficult for you to buy something, which is really not a difficult thing."

"Well, you leave a deposit of $1,000, and I'll put you in touch with an American GI, and you can trade here then."

Kodak had a little excitement on his face, he didn't expect things to be so easy to solve, as for the deposit of $1,000, it was not a problem at all, the last robbery of the rich and helping the poor was enough to bring Kodak tens of thousands of dollars.

At this time, a thousand dollars is really nothing to Kodak.

Kodak happily took out ten green Franklins, left his contact information for Daddy Mark, and turned to leave.

Kodak is quite interested in why a top agent like Hill came to find Daddy Mark, but he is not stupid, he will not do things because of a little interest, if he stays on the spot now, it will cause Hill some other thoughts, and the final result is definitely not what Kodak wants.

It had been a full ten minutes since Kodak left, and Agent Hill, who had been silent, began to speak.

"Mr. Mark, I need some information about this man."

Between the words, a small boxy piece of paper was pushed in front of Daddy Mark by Hill.

Daddy Mark glanced lazily, and when he saw the words on the paper, his face changed suddenly, his body trembled, and the coffee in the cup spilled directly.

Daddy Mark looked up, staring at Hill's handsome face with a pair of tiger eyes.

"Little girl, do you know who this person is! Investigate this person casually, but ......... It's going to die! ”

"Smack!"

A document was slapped by Hill on the table in front of Daddy Mark, and the well-informed Daddy Mark's face changed again, his brows furrowed high, and he fell into deep thought.

Hill was not in a hurry, reached out again and took out a check in his arms, and placed it in front of Daddy Mark.

Daddy Mark glanced at the check, and the string of zeros on the check made him gasp.

"You come in a week to get the information, and you can't let anyone know that the information is related to me after the matter is over."