The whole night passed in this meaningless small talk.

Watson didn't know why he had come to talk to the old lame, perhaps because he really had no friends, or maybe it was because he had no scruples about disturbing the old man on those difficult nights, but in short, the old and the young had established some strange intersection through the faint bonfire of that night, and the bottles of expensive or inferior wine.

There is no doubt that the old man was an alcoholic, and he could say almost anything for the sake of drinking.

He had boasted countless times that he had lived an incomparably powerful and brilliant life, but whenever Watson asked for his name, he was either rejected or received some different answer.

He could baselessly boast about Watson's astounding talent and that in the future, the entire empire would know his name. But when asked what kind of talent he meant by that, or why the name 'John Watson' was known throughout the Empire...... But the old lame man couldn't say it at all.

Anyway, this is a poor homeless man with a mouth full of nonsense.

Tonight, he drank too much again.

Then he began to babble nonsense about the day of love.

He said that this year's Day of Divine Love will be the most different ever; He said that this year's Day of Sacred Love will have something very important.

He said...... He wants to go to the Son and change the situation of the whole empire; And he said that the holy woman would weep silently in the light of all the lights.

He said that friendship, love, sadness, disappointment, and other dramas will be staged on that day.

He said that the wine was really good tonight.

Watson did not listen to the old fellow's drunken ramblings, and remained unconvinced of the day of love, and quietly extinguished the bonfire, lest the drunkard be smoked to death in his steam boiler, though it might have been a relief to him.

Then, pushing open the door, I walked into London in the early morning, strolling along the street corner under the cold damp;

Because he had sat all night, his suit was a little wrinkled and his expression was a little haggard, but his eyes always wore a gentle smile, and he walked alone in the fog, forming a hazy and poetic scene.

If a certain girl gets up early in the morning and sees such a person walking in front of her, she may be broken into her heart by that moment of encounter, and even forget the cold around her.

Watson just walked, for three or four hours.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the morning that he walked to the corner of Zoltranstrasse, where the White Thorns Security Company was located.

As usual, he pushed the door open......

found that today's colleagues are exceptionally complete;

Even the three members of the field team who had been running around because of the 'eye-gouging demon' had returned, and they were all gathered in the hall on the first floor, and even Priest Thompson was not praying in his office.

Seeing Watson come in, Miss Mary's gaze turned slightly: "Now everyone should be here, we can start." ”

"Do you want a meeting?" Watson was slightly puzzled.

Immediately afterward, Father Thompson cleared his throat:

"Ahem, there's something I want to inform you, it may be a little sudden, but ...... After 29 years, the Day of Holy Love is scheduled to open in a month, in London! ”

"The Day of Sacred Love?!"

"Oh my God!" Miss Mary covered her mouth in surprise, for a woman, even if she was an old virgin who was nearly forty years old and out of shape, she would definitely be overjoyed by these words.

The rest of the employees were also slightly startled and gave each other similar looks.

Watson, on the other hand, stood there in a daze, not knowing what kind of expression to put on for a moment.

Day of Sacred Love...... It's really here?!!!

"Quiet." Fr. Thompson continued, "Because the location is London, White Thorn Security, as the local security authority, was given a month's notice.

After all, the Son is likely to be in London in the near future...... In terms of duty, we need to help keep the Son safe.

However, I haven't received any phone calls or written instructions so far, and I think it's likely that the Son has his own security team.

Then all personnel continue to maintain the original work plan, but are not allowed to go out in the near future, and always obey the dispatch.

Meeting! ”

Although Priest Thompson can make people want to die when he reads prayers, he is fortunate to convey instructions simply and clearly.

For such an important meeting, it took him less than five minutes to finish.

At the end of the meeting:

"Watson, come with me to the office."

"Okay."

He replied with some confusion.

......

A few minutes later, the office on the second floor.

Priest Thompson waved his fingers slightly, and a chair slid to the table, and he looked at John Watson, who had just walked in, and motioned, "Sit down." ”

When Watson sat down, he waved his finger again, and the office door "clicked" shut and locked.

Watson's expression was as humble and polite as ever, but he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Excuse me...... Is there anything you want me to do? ”

Priest Thompson's expression was serious, and he didn't speak for a while, probably sorting out his words, and after a while, he finally spoke: "There is indeed something looking for you, and it will sound a little strange. ”

"Weird?"

"Yes....... I'm going to assign you a secret mission alone. ”

Watson frowned slightly.

This is indeed a bit strange, because he is only a doctor, and he usually acts with the field team at most, and it is impossible to assign himself a task alone.

Ignoring Watson's astonishment, Priest Thompson continued, "This mission is classified, and you can't reveal it to anyone, but rest assured, there should be no danger in the mission itself, it's just ..... I hope you won't be too surprised when you hear about the mission. ”

Priest Thompson spoke, looking extremely solemn and cautious, and sat upright for a moment, as if the very act of 'telling the content of the mission' had brought him a lot of pressure:

"I hope ...... You try to find His Highness the Son as much as you can. ”

“......”

There was silence that lasted for more than a dozen seconds.

Or rather, stunned!

In normal times, Watson's eyes were always habitually narrowed, and he often used such expressions to hide the real emotions in his eyes, after all, he didn't want to be seen by others when he committed the post-war emergency syndrome, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

But at this moment, he could no longer control his facial muscles, and opened his eyes slightly, and they opened them wider and wider.

For a moment, he even wondered if he had misheard:

"Uh...... You mean, Your Highness the Son? ”

"Yes."

Peanut lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "Okay, but in order to avoid any words that sound similar, I have to confirm again, you are talking about His Royal Highness the Son who is about to come to London on the day of Divine Love, and may be the next candidate for the Pope?" ”

"Yes." Priest Thompson nodded again in the affirmative.

"Understood...... Watson's tone regained his composure, and this receptivity made Priest Thompson slightly admire, and when he first heard the content of this task, it took him several minutes to reluctantly accept.

"It seems that it is a task issued from above, we are the security management agency in London, and we are relatively free, so it is understandable for us to contact the Holy Son." Watson said thoughtfully: "But the question is, there are so many people in the company, why are you looking for me?" ”

Priest Thompson looked at the young doctor in front of him with some surprise, surprised that he had given such an accurate judgment in such a short period of time;

At the same time, he also had a bitter face......

"Actually, at first, I wanted to ask Rodel to go, after all, he often interacts with people, but when I saw his yellow teeth, I thought he wasn't a good fit.

And the image of Ms. Mary is really ...... Not so Peugeot, as for Mark and Ertoli, two and a half of the three sentences they said were foul language, and Lampard didn't even understand basic etiquette.

Therefore, the whole company, whether it is image, temperament, etiquette, you are the best candidate, if you want, you will definitely be able to leave a good impression on His Royal Highness the Holy Son as soon as you come into contact with him. ”

Watson went through the looks and habits of these colleagues in his mind, and found that he couldn't refute it.

"Okay, but why and how to contact His Highness the Holy Son, I don't even know how old he is, where he lives, when he comes, what he looks like, what his name is......"

"These problems, there will be a lot of people to help you solve, as long as you find a little information, will be the first time to notify you, of course, if you have your own news channels, but also try to use it, and in this task, all your requirements, personnel transfer and spending, will be the highest level of government help.

As for why you are in contact, this is an order from above, we have no right to ask, you just need to find him first, and then wait for further notice. ”

In this passage, Watson keenly captured a little detail, and he squinted at Priest Thompson:

"Please forgive me for being suspicious, but His Highness the Holy Son is not an ordinary person, and the content of this mission is clearly carried out without his knowledge, so ...... Not afraid of causing misunderstanding or dissatisfaction with the Holy See? ”

"Rest assured, it won't ......"

Watson smiled and leaned back in his chair: "Unless you tell me now who gave the order, I have a reason to refuse." ”

His tone was calm and gentle, but his attitude was very tough.

Priest Thompson frowned, lowered his head, and began to ponder as he looked at the polished desk.

He pondered for a long time, even longer than when he had just said his mission......

Finally, when the sunlight outside the window began to slowly shift and hit his table, the middle-aged priest finally raised his head and looked at Watson and said:

"This task is directly ordered by the emperor......"