Chapter 267: If you can't catch a fish, it's good to lose someone to make a nest

At the beginning of the 21st century, no one at the Kassel Academy could not beat Fingal for the time being, although his current pedigree rating was only A, but the people in the Executive Board firmly believed that he would inevitably be promoted to an S-class commissioner in the future, so such a trivial thing as skydiving naturally did not bother him.

But!

10,000 meters in the air, jumping directly from the stratosphere, there is one thing to say, this is already an extreme sport, he seriously suspects that it is the bad words of Ange behind his back that have reached the ears of the principal himself, and the old boy took the opportunity to announce his personal vendetta.

When he was training in skydiving at the academy, he walked in the clouds at a maximum of 3,000 meters, and this time he was more than three times taller, that is, his bloodline was strengthened twice, and his body was strong enough, otherwise he might have to call for help when he landed.

With his hands on his head and his head lying flat, he fell rapidly, and Fingal, who was wearing an oxygen mask, said in a loud voice: "Eva, why didn't you tell me in advance, did you want to prepare a big surprise for me?" ”

The senior sister has changed, and it is no longer his warm and comfortable haven, and she actually colluded with the old guy to play tricks on him, a young man in his early twenties.

Eva chuckled twice, and came out of the ring in the mist, her curvy body lying on top of Fingal, and grabbed his hand around Yingying's waist as a sign of comfort.

It should be a very romantic thing for a little couple to hug each other and fall from the sky, but tonight's night is not good, the moon stars are scarce, and the embellishment of bright stars is missing, and the two of them look more like a companion martyrdom.

The romantic moment didn't last long, as Fingal adjusted his stance and swooped down into the open area on the edge of the Izu Peninsula as he approached the best distance, flying 1,200 meters above the ground.

After opening the parachute, the momentum slowed down, and the black landing under the cover of night did not attract anyone's attention, and Eva, who had returned to the ring, had taken over Atami's local network and power system, eliminating any risk that would cause Fingal to be exposed.

Fingal steered his parachute in the direction of Atami Castle, but when he descended to an altitude of 500 meters, a sudden wind suddenly rose, and he tried his best to stabilize the parachute, but he was still carried by the strong wind towards Atami.

Even people with parachutes flew uncontrollably to the sea, and the moonlight fell on the sea level, sparkling and beautiful, but Fingal couldn't bear the slightest sense of appreciation.

Just escaped from the low temperature environment at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and he has to face the dilemma of becoming a soup chicken, it seems that God really doesn't want him to land dry.

Fortunately, the place where he fell was not far from the coast, otherwise he would have to take a sick leave to go to the hot spring hotel for three or four days to recuperate after soaking in the water for half a day.

With a "poof", when Fingal was still twenty meters away from the sea, he took the initiative to dissolve the parachute bag, and his body fell straight down, and the splash was small enough to participate in the high diving competition, at least at the level of a silver medal.

The icy sea surrounded Fingal, and he got goosebumps all over his body, and his muscle memory subconsciously reminded him of the extreme cold that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

The parachute covered the sea above him, shrouding him in shadow, and the movement of his entry into the sea just now seemed to attract some kind of presence, and a huge figure could be faintly seen in the dark sea floor in the distance.

The speed is very fast, and it swims a distance of hundreds of meters between tossing and turning, and it is obviously not a normal sea creature.

Capturing a flash of golden light, Fingal had a bad memory in his mind, his eyes burst out with dazzling golden light, he took off his mask and hung it on his waist, and took out a matte Solingen KCB77 bayonet, which is one of the most representative military bayonets in Germany in the last century, and it is also one of the few cold weapons on Fingal's body, which can be used as a bomb if necessary after being transformed by the Equipment Department.

His long golden hair danced in the sea, and Fingal looked vigilant, treading on the water while holding a knife in vigilance.

According to the information provided by the Executive Directorate, the Japanese side has been relatively peaceful, there is almost no resurgence of dragons, and there are few Deadpools that are common in Europe and the United States, but as far as the current situation is concerned, either the intelligence of the Executive Directorate has gone wrong, or the Japanese branch has not told the truth.

You don't have to think about it, it's both.

Just as Fingal was treading on the water, he suddenly caught the crying voice of a baby: "Boom~"

Is this Deadpool?

The look in Fingal's eyes was even more solemn, he had been on a mission in Indiana before, and he had encountered this kind of soft-voiced Deadpool, who was actually vicious and terrifying.

At that time, the battlefield was on land, and he won easily, but now he was at sea, the enemy's home turf, and the environment was extremely unfriendly to him.

The golden head surfaced to breathe, and Fingal sank into the water again, cutting off a few parachute lines and holding them in his hands for other purposes, freeing up half of his body to paddle towards the shore.

At this time, he was about a nautical mile from the shore, and under normal circumstances he could swim ashore in fifteen minutes with all his might, but now that he was surrounded by strong enemies, he could not rush to drain his strength.

A few minutes passed, and there was silence at the bottom of the sea, except for a few small fish passing by Fingal, but he didn't let his guard down, sure that it was the calm before the storm, and that the mysterious Deadpool would surely attack.

"Knock~"

There was a soft sound behind him, and the water flowed for a moment, and Fingal held the KCB77 bayonet and stabbed it backwards.

Pierced a loneliness.

Then he felt as if he had been caught in the back of his collar, and a tremendous force struck and pulled him out of the sea, and the whole person rose into the air, and the water that the long golden hair flew out of it cut a semicircle in the moonlight.

"Haha, catch a big fish!"

There was a little bit of a shyness in the flirtatious voice, which belonged to the type of Fingal who would worry about a third party at the candlelight dinner when he heard it.

The burly body swayed back and forth in midair, but Fingal's gaze remained fixed on the bow of the small boat in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be full of life and lovelessness written on it by the dried salted fish.

No wonder Eva didn't say a word when he met an enemy in the sea just now, and it turned out that the biggest enemy was floating above him.

"Yo, isn't this Shufen? It's been a long time, why don't you go to Slay the Dragon and come to Atami as a guest mermaid? On the boat, Xia Di, dressed as a fisherman, held a titanium lure rod in his hand, and the rotation of the reel made Fingal's vision wider.

"Not so long, I just met it a few days ago." Fingal said that the boss is really a noble person, and he just turned his head and forgot about the people as soon as he pit his temporary team: "Recently, night running has become popular in Kassel, and I am more shy and introverted, so I switched to night swimming." ”

"It's like three autumns after a day, and we haven't seen each other for a few years, but I didn't expect that your physical strength is enough to swim from Lake Michigan to Atami in one go." Xia Di waved his hand, as if he was weighing how many pounds and taels his number one employee had improved, and Fingal rolled his eyes.

"The boss is good Yaxing, in ancient times, there was a man who fished alone in the cold river and snow, and now there is a boss who fishes the Pacific Ocean at night, if you let people know, it must be a good story that has been sung for thousands of years." For the year-end prize, Fingal held down his aching conscience and praised it, and he was embarrassed to praise Xia Di, and shook his head and humbly said:

"My night, the rod went empty, and the only one who took the bait was ...... Hey, do you think I'll be able to fish tonight? ”

"Sure, the boss must be a big fish when he goes to the next rod." Fingal nodded vigorously, and was wet and hung in the air, the sea breeze was strangely cold, and in case of a cold and fever, he couldn't help the boss.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xia Di's face beaming, and then there was a sound of water splashing under his feet, as if a behemoth had leaped out of the bottom of the sea.

"It's broken, I'm bait!"

Fingal looked down and saw a black and white giant panda killer whale leaping high, biting him with its bloody mouth open, the sharp teeth all over the edge of the giant mouth flashing cold, if nothing else, he would not have to wear shoes for the rest of his life.

Grabbing the slender hair-like fishing line with both hands, Fingal exerted his strength on his shoulders, waist, hips and legs, and forced a standard dragon flag when he had nowhere to borrow his strength, and his body was in a straight shape in the air to avoid the bite of the killer whale.

The killer whale with golden eyes suddenly fell back into the sea, and Xia Di's eyes were full of regret: "Oh, such a big fish, it's a pity." ”

Clever anglers use their bodies to make nests, and he further uses the human body as bait, and sure enough, there is a big fish on the bait, but this bait is disobedient to let the big fish go, and next time he has to knock him out and hook him up.

Fingal, who had escaped the catastrophe, cursed in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest displeasure, and he finally let Xia Di put him down.

Although he couldn't catch the big fish he wanted, he caught a golden retriever, and rounding it off is not considered the Air Force, Xia Di said that the trip was worthwhile, barely meeting expectations, and fed a few dragon jerky to the monster killer whales in the sea and ended the night fishing.

"Boss, dare to ask, is that fish just now your pet?"

"It's not."

"But I see that its eyes are wrong, I'm afraid it's not dragon's blood......"

"Delusion."

"Okay, what about Ming Fei and Zihang, didn't they come fishing together?"

"Lost."

“???”

"Just kidding, they're playing a game of tadpoles looking for their mother."

...... "So you threw them down?!"

The boat landed on the shore of Sagami Bay, and Fingal took off his soaked clothes and wore only a pair of athletic shorts, revealing his muscular body.

Anyway, there are all big men present, and no one envies anyone.

A burst of red light flashed, Eva appeared beside Fingal, saluted Xia Di respectfully, and then took out the dry clothes stored in the ring for her boyfriend to change, and the concerned look made a lonely man sigh Sure enough, a man with a wife is someone who hurts.

Fingal wanted to laugh but didn't, for fear that the unscrupulous boss with a cautious eye would make a mistake and lock Eva in a small dark room.

Xia Di led the two to a black cliff, the pitch-black cliff was like a domineering rock sword, falling from the sky and splitting the sea, straight into Sagami Bay.

Above the black cliff is a black wall that was built in the middle of the Edo shogunate.

The residence has been the highest point of Atami since its construction, and it is almost surrounded by the sea on all sides, and the combination of high walls and knife-like cliffs is intimidating.

Fingal looked up at the mansion perched on a high cliff, wondering what Chardy had brought them here for, could it be that he was planning to spend the night here?

But he is traveling at public expense, so there is no need to stay in a private house.

He followed the mobile encyclopedia Eva by his side, and knew that the official residence above was a cultural relic protected by the Japanese government, and the high annual maintenance cost could scare people to death.

But the stone used to repair the dilapidated house had to come from Mt. Kobe, the wood had to come from distant Hokkaido, and the carvings had to be done by craftsmen who were proficient in traditional Japanese crafts, so that the maintenance cost every ten years was enough to buy another black stone residence.

The staggering maintenance fee scared off interested buyers and real estate companies that represented the sales, and in the end the director had to put it up for sale on eBay with little hope, only to have a dead house with the same stupid money put the deposit into the director's account a quarter of an hour later.

When Fingal heard this, he couldn't help but look at Xia Di in a cat and mouse T-shirt, suspecting that he was the stupid and rich dead house of that man.

"I have a friend who bought the Black Rock Mansion two years ago, but she has not been able to move in because of her busy studies, and she heard that I came to Japan and knelt on the ground and begged me to ventilate the house, but there is no way, you know, I am a kind-hearted person, and I can't see others shed tears." As if worried that the two would misunderstand, Xia Di specially explained.

“……”x2

Are you sure this friend isn't you?

Fingal cast a suspicious look, not to mention the wind and rain in the Blackstone Mansion every day, just his bad habit of buying houses everywhere and having a family in Xia had already exposed him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get a response, Xia Di snapped his fingers, and the three of them instantly appeared in front of the gate of the Blackstone Mansion.

Fingal walked from the bottom of the cliff to the cliff in front of his eyes, marveling at how terrifying the power of the dragon king was, and at the same time, he was a little curious about what level of speech spirit this was, wasn't the unscrupulous boss the king of bronze and fire, how could he teleport such a bug-level spatial ability.

This thigh is too thick, what if I don't want to let go of it in my life.

The interior of the Blackstone Mansion was quiet, and no sound could be heard, as if the housekeepers and servants inside had already slept.

But Xia Di seemed to not know what virtue was, and felt out a loudspeaker:

"Bang Bang Bang ——!!!"

"Watermelon, big and sweet watermelon!"

Three gunshots and shouts broke the silence of the cliff, and there was a rush of footsteps inside the Blackstone Mansion, and Fingal could hear his master's displeasure in the slightly heavy steps.

The door was opened from the inside, and a beautiful uncle in a black kimono walked out, and when he saw Xia Di holding a megaphone and a foreign couple holding hands, his frowning brows relaxed slightly.

The uncle's name is Hiroshi Kimura, and he is the butler of the Kuroishi Residence, and he has served here for more than 30 years, witnessing the rise and fall of the Kuroishi Mansion and Atami.

The year before last, the Blackstone Mansion welcomed a new owner, but only two fat cats came to move in, and since then he has changed from a professional butler to a professional shoveler, or cat slave.

After all, in addition to human rights, in terms of status, those two cats belong to a higher class than him.

Kimura Hiroshi's eyes glanced at Xia Di for a moment, and he was sure that this was the honored guest that the master was talking about.

Yesterday at noon, the host, who had never shown his face and made a phone call, suddenly sent a short message, saying that a distinguished guest would come to the door in the next few days, telling him to be sure to serve people well, and there must not be the slightest neglect, otherwise the consequences will be very serious.

At the age of 32, he received the "Golden Key Certification" issued by the Concierge organization, and Hiroshi Kimura has served all kinds of big people, and even the most difficult customers have a way to satisfy them.

But looking at Shady, who had a megaphone tucked into his trouser pocket and a face full of "Oh Moses Roy (funny)", he felt that perhaps the most treacherous challenge of his career was coming.

In the host's text message, there are only two descriptions about the customer.

One, handsome.

Second, blame.

At first he thought it was just a bad temper, but now it seems that there is another reason.

"Hey, Kimura, tell the chef that I want to eat fish."

Before he could say hello, Xia Di had already stepped forward first:

"Also, I want a mermaid."

(End of chapter)