Thirty-two years ago, London.

Affected by the warm North Atlantic current and the westerly wind belt, the weather in the city of London has not been good, which is one of the important reasons for its title "fog capital".

It was the same day, the sky was foggy, and Mary sat in a corner with a few of her colleagues, who were also MI6 agents, in a somewhat remote heavy metal bar in London's East End, waiting quietly for the target of the mission to come to the door.

At this time, Mary had just joined MI6, was only twenty-one years old, her full name was Mary Sera, and she was of mixed British and Japanese descent.

Of course, it won't be long before she gets that name, because after a while, she'll be replaced with the one that would be more familiar to her colleagues and rivals decades later.

"Major, it's past time." In front of her was a cup of black coffee brought by the waiter, Mary looked down at the time on her watch, frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little impatient.

"Hmm." Sitting beside her, the middle-aged man known as the Major heard the sound and just nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man with a well-groomed mustache on his face, a trench coat, a polite head, and a resolute face is the image of a very standard British gentleman.

He was Mary's superior in MI6, and "Major" was Mary's pronoun for him.

The day before, MI6 received undercover information that a French mafia would enter London today and make secret contact with another group of unidentified people in this bar.

The purpose of Mary's party was to find out by all means the purpose of the Frenchman's visit to London, and to dismantle their evil plans against the British Empire, and to use appropriate violence if necessary.

"Do we have to wait any longer?" Glancing at the time again, Mary asked again, a little anxious in her tone.

As she spoke, she gestured with her eyes to the men and women in suits and leather shoes sitting in the other corner of the bar.

These people are also one of their targets, and in the information obtained by MI6, they will contact the mysterious people of the French mafia.

Mary's meaning is obvious, now the time has passed since these people meet, but the expected French mafia has not appeared, in this case, there is no need for them to wait any longer, first arrest this group of people and torture them.

"Calm down, wait a little longer." The Major's tone was steady, and he even had the leisure to take a sip of the coffee in front of him.

Since the major had said so, Mary naturally had no more to say.

She also followed the Major's movements, picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip.

Of course, compared with the major's stability, the coffee in her hand rippled layer by layer, reflecting the impatience in her heart at the moment.

"Mary, you are very good, but sometimes you are too impatient, which is the fatal weakness of our spy officers." The Major spoke suddenly, in a low tone.

"I don't want you to be in danger later because of that."

"Yes......" Understanding what the major meant, Mary took a deep breath and lowered her head slightly.

This is the first real mission she has been on since joining MI6, and Mary is eager to prove herself with her outstanding abilities in order to get rid of her "rookie rookie" status.

"Jingle Bell~"

Just then, the doorbell rang at the bar, and a figure walked in, and Mary hurriedly looked up, but was disappointed.

Because the person who came in was not the French mafia she hoped for, but an Asian man who was relatively rare in London.

The Asian was also dressed in a trench coat, gloves on his hands, and carrying a box in his left hand, as if he were a foreigner visiting London.

The male is not very old, roughly estimated to be about the same age as Mary, with outstanding appearance, and the lines on his face are very soft, presumably of East Asian ancestry.

[It's really rare......]

At that time, East Asians were not common in London, let alone East Asians with special physical characteristics......

Mary noticed that the East Asian male's pupils were pure purple, which is extremely rare among East Asians whose eyes are generally grayish, black, and brown.

Perhaps Mary had been staring at him for a long time, and the East Asian man seemed to be aware of her gaze, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mary who was sitting in the corner through the crowd in the bar.

[Good keen perception.] 】

The whole person was stunned for a moment, and Mary subconsciously showed an apologetic smile and nodded at him, indicating that she had no malicious intent.

Of course, the East Asian men didn't seem to like her, and at Mary's initiative, he still used his gaze to sweep Mary and the colleagues sitting around her before finally retracting his gaze.

"He's aware of who we are." The major next to Mary suddenly spoke, and he also noticed the sudden appearance of the East Asian male.

"What?" Mary couldn't help but be stunned.

"The fact that his gaze just now only swept over a few of us and did not touch the others around us was already a very obvious hint...... This person is not simple. The Major explained.

"Major, should we ...... then?" Mary gestured down with her fingertips, the pistol she had hidden in her clothes.

"No, the task takes precedence, not to mention that he is also not malicious." The Major rejected her offer.

"I see......," Mary saw this, and said no more.

By the time the two were talking, the East Asian man had already scanned all the people in the bar, as if he was looking for someone, and was about to turn away when he didn't find it.

"Major, do you need someone to keep up with him?" This time it wasn't Mary who spoke, it was another agent.

The East Asian man in front of him was obviously a little special at a glance, and in line with the principle of "suspicion must be found", MI6 agents thought that they might need to make some necessary inquiries about this East Asian man.

The Major's gaze fell on the East Asian man, but he did not answer immediately, apparently hesitating as well.

In just a few seconds, amid the hesitation of the crowd, the East Asian man had reached the door of the bar.

"Boom!"

However, just as he was about to raise his hand to open the door, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open from the outside in an extremely violent way.

With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall, attracting the attention of everyone in the bar.

The East Asian male, on the other hand, took a step back in time to avoid the fate of being slapped against the wall by the door panel.

"Get out of the way!"

Outside the door, a group of people in the same suit and leather shoes walked in, looking at this group, Mary, who had been waiting here for a long time, couldn't help but be happy.

[It's finally here.] 】

In Bai Heqing's criminal police file, his only time abroad is recorded

(End of chapter)