Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

When Xiangqian dialed the phone, the woman on the other side spoke with a thick and imaginative panting sound; this kind of panting sound was once very familiar to Xiangqian.

"Hey, Sylph, are you busy?" Xiangqian teased through the microphone.

"Fake, do you really want to call at this time? Tell me something, I'm very busy now." The woman's voice on the opposite side could hear the thick smoke.

Accompanied by the voices, there were faint dense gunshots, and occasionally one or two explosions.

"There is a business deal, we will talk about it when you are free; you are busy first, I will hang up."

The woman on the opposite side scolded angrily: "Will you only call me when we are discussing business? Last time I was asked to find the vampire castle in Hungary. What are you going to do this time?"

Hearing the increasingly clear gunshots from the microphone, Qianqian asked kindly, "Are you sure it's time to talk now?"

"Say something quickly... Fake!" The yelling from the earpiece suddenly raised a scale, and then there was a deafening explosion; "Fake, you lazy pigs, kill everyone on the other side, We are mercenaries, don't take prisoners! I'm answering a very important call, and I'll get someone to come closer, and I'll hang you on the target when I get back."

He waited until the sound of the guns and guns on the other side of the microphone subsided a little, then smiled and teased forward: "You are still full of vitality, Sylph."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is the first phone call in five years, what are you going to do this time?" The tone on the other side was still aggressive, as if he would put Qiangqian on the target at any time.

"I'm looking for a guy, a boy, in Central Europe—or Eastern Europe. It's close to Sikalia, and it's your place."

"Is it your son?" asked the other side.

Xiangqian laughed: "That boy is 13 years old this year, that is to say, he was born when I was 14-do you think it is possible?"

"With your habit, this kind of thing is not impossible."

"Uh..." After thinking about it forward, there was no good excuse to justify his own style of life, so that he could only explain it from the perspective of objective facts: "That boy lived in Europe, and I was still in China when he was born. "

"Hmph..." The voice in the microphone combined multiple complex meanings such as ridicule, contempt, and provocation.

"Where are you now? Some time, I'll go to Sikalia to find you." Qiang Xiang said.

"Philippines; the local government invited us to wipe out the terrorists in the jungle, but they are actually a group of armed drug dealers." Sylph said, "There is no need to go to Sikalia, the day after tomorrow... no, tomorrow I will finish here."

Xiangqian heard the urgency hidden in the woman's voice, and he responded: "That's great, I'm in Hong Kong now, we're not far away."

"Hmph..." The same cold snort, but this time it sounded more provocative.

Hanging up the phone with the female mercenary, Qianqian took some time to pay attention to a secret studio in the "urban-rural fringe" on the outskirts of New York.

Attacks against S.H.I.E.L.D. servers are proceeding in an orderly manner.

Stealing secrets is different from destructive attacks; this kind of large-scale and targeted network stealing operations actually takes a long time.

The "Rising Tide" group of four is using the exhaustive method to search for the backdoor program of the server—an intelligence agency like S.H.I.E.L.D., the backdoor program of the server almost certainly exists; it's just that it will be better hidden and more carefully defended.

Supercomputers provide computing power support for the exhaustive search work at this stage.

Stealers need to take over the control of the backdoor program without alarming the supervisors, and then use the authority to search for information.

During this period, the stealer may have to make some positive feints to attract the attention of the regulators; use some small-scale attacks that are not harmful to cover up their true intentions, and also make the regulators lower their vigilance after getting used to it.

To put it in a more elegant way, it’s just screaming or cheating; in a more popular way, it’s boiling frogs in warm water.

Whether it is the data sent back from the studio or the usage data of the supercomputer, it all shows that the related work is in order, which also makes Xiangqian feel relieved.

The next day, Sikalia's mercenary queen Sylph arrived as scheduled; when she walked into the forward reception room, she still smelled of gunpowder smoke from the battlefield.

This woman is tall and slender, wearing a retro-style U.S. military flight jacket. Under the jacket is a compact combat T-shirt. The fabric is tight and curves are exposed; thigh.

She has silver hair and no makeup on her plain face except for a dab of dark lipstick.Although she has a pretty face, her cold expression and facial lines tell others that this woman is more suitable for applying camouflage and gun oil to her face, rather than cosmetics.

Perhaps letting her hair loose was the only femininity she could do.

Even so, it does not detract from the charm of this woman; even if she is dressed like a soldier, she still has a great attraction to men when she relaxes occasionally - such as the current forward.

When Sylph walked into the reception room and took off her outer jacket naturally, intentionally or unintentionally, she slouched slightly, and the corseted combat T-shirt revealed the vacuum inside; forward, she couldn't look away.

"Hey, long time no see, Sylph." As soon as they met, the playboy took a big move from the opposite side, and it was hard for the playboy to calm down and speak normally.

"It's been a long time." Sylph approached with long legs, "Do you remember how long it was?"

"More than four years, almost five years?" Qian Qiang seemed guilty, but actually cooperated with the other party to retreat.

The expression on Sylph's face was inexplicably dangerous: "Then do you still remember the situation when we parted five years ago? Some bastard left me alone in the vampire count's castle, and he left without saying goodbye."

There was a nostalgic smile on the corner of Xiangqian's mouth: "Of course I remember; more precisely, when I left without saying goodbye. You were not only in the castle of the vampire countess, but also in her bed."

"SHIT!" Sylph became furious, pushed the man onto the sofa, and straddled him aggressively; "That female vampire almost bit off my neck."

"When we first met, we were enemies with her; and didn't she make it up to you later? I remember you were very satisfied with her tongue." Leaning forward on the sofa, his shoulders were tightly held by the other party's hands, but He couldn't stop his hands from making trouble on Sylph.

I don't know if it was the words or the effect of the hands, the female mercenary's cheeks gradually flushed, and her eyes were like silk. Compared with when they first met, she was obviously more like a woman at this time.

The mercenary's usual toughness and fierceness have completely disappeared from Sylph's body, but her wild and unrestrained style has not been damaged in the slightest. At the same time, the charming and sexy of women has fully recovered.

With the sofa as the center, the strong hormonal smell spreads to the whole room.

Seeing that the dude was about to get his hands under the hem of the combat T-shirt, the female mercenary slapped off the mischievous claws; then she lifted the hem with her backhand and took off the T-shirt.

"Huh..." A whistle sounded, and the healthy wheat-colored skin and amazing body curves were close at hand, which attracted the playboy to move.

But the one who moved faster was the female mercenary, her hands with callused guns had already landed on the playboy's belt.

Qiangqian was inexplicably delighted: "Are you so urgent? Don't tell me that you haven't..."

The bold and unrestrained style of this female mercenary is not someone who can eat fast.

"How is that possible?" Sylph's hands kept moving, "But none of the men I met can compare to you."

……

When the rain cleared and the clouds cleared up and everything returned to calm, the sun was already setting.The no longer dazzling sunlight passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows and spreads on the floor and sofa.

The naked female mercenary was reclining lazily on the armrest of the sofa. Under the sunlight, her skin had a soft golden color; she straightened her long legs, and her toes and arches were scraping on her forward chest.

"This is the person you are looking for? Isn't the information too brief?" The female mercenary said dissatisfiedly, "A 13-year-old boy has no biological father, and may only be raised by a single mother... In Eastern Europe, there are [-] adults every year. Thousands of women are pregnant and cannot tell who the father of the child is."

"Also, some countries have extremely imperfect social welfare and population registration systems. Finding a single mother is like looking for a needle in a haystack." Sylph complained, pushing the tablet back forward.

"This boy is not simple." Qianqian played with the naughty feet of the female mercenary while explaining seriously; "He has no biological father at all."

"What do you mean?" Sylph was confused by the slightly academic words.

Xiangqian had no choice but to change the popular saying: "It means that his mother conceived and gave birth to him without the participation of a man."

"Test-tube baby? Or surrogacy?" The female mercenary kept asking.

Qiangqian completely denied the other party's speculation, saying: "Neither. There are no men involved at all—in every sense."

"I thought this kind of story would only happen in the Bible; are you looking for the Virgin Mary and Jesus?" Sylph sat up in surprise.

Xiangqian sneered and said, "A virgin gave birth. In this case, the child born may not necessarily be Jesus Christ, but may also be a devil. In fact, according to historical records, it is basically a devil. After all, Jesus actually had a father. It’s just that the church doesn’t recognize it.”

"Devil, is there really a devil in this world?" Sylph asked in surprise.

"Didn't you see a vampire five years ago?" Xiang Qiang asked with a smile, "Since vampires are real, why can't there be devils?"

Sylph gasped several times; after a long time, the female mercenary asked hesitantly: "If there really are devils, then does God really exist?"

"You don't plan to be a devout believer from now on, go to church every week, do you?" Xiangqian sneered, "I advise you not to go; pray to the devil and there is still a chance to get an answer in case, but pray to God , I'm afraid there will never be a response."

"Why?" Sylph asked.

"I don't know, but according to historical records, it is true; a more plausible theory is that God disappeared from 1000 years ago-about shortly before the First Crusade." Qianqian deliberately half-spoken Leave half.

"Some people say that the church sells indulgences not out of God's will, but because it has made a deal with the devil."

Sylph was tongue-tied, unable to recover for a long time; "I know you rich people like to dig up some mysterious legends when you have nothing to do, but what you said still makes me unbelievable."

A well-fed rich man who likes to explore mysterious legends—this is exactly the image Xiangqian created in front of Sylph.

"Didn't you also not believe in the existence of vampires when we first met?" Qianqian dismissed Sylve's questioning, "Later, you fell into the bed of a female vampire."

"Bastards, you are the ones who forced me up." The female mercenary immediately recovered from her daze, and angrily beat her forward chest.

"Okay, let's talk about this boy." Facing Sylph's body full of vigor and vitality, Qiangqian felt that he was about to move again, and quickly turned his attention back to the main business.

"This boy was cultivated by hell devils in an extremely evil way; according to rumors, this year's winter solstice, a big devil will use this boy to come to the world."

The forward narration makes Sylve seem to be listening to a fairy tale.

Playboy also saw the female mercenary's hesitation, he didn't insist on emphasizing the truth, but continued to talk.

"If the rumors are true, then there must be some mysterious events around this boy that cannot be explained by science; moreover, there are likely to be other people looking for this boy. No matter what, there will always be people who have contacted him, and there must be There will be some weird rumors coming up."

With further explanation forward, Sylph gradually understood.

"So if I'm looking for a boy, I start with some weird urban legends about a 13-year-old boy raised by a single mother; Useful clues." Sylve concluded in this way; as a successful mercenary leader, her professional quality is indeed trustworthy.

He sighed forward and said: "It is true. In the underground order of Central and Eastern Europe, your Sikalia mercenary group has a wide range of contacts; a little bit of trouble will definitely not be hidden from you."

"So, what am I going to do when I find this boy? Bring him or his mother to you?"

"Absolutely don't do this!" Qianqian's expression was extremely solemn, "I reminded you that this boy may involve a devil; even if it is not a devil, it is very likely to be some kind of powerful existence, which cannot be handled by ordinary mercenaries. "

Seeing Sylph's somewhat disapproving expression, she stepped forward and warned: "Think about the vampire family I met last time; a countess who manages hundreds of vampires, if she goes all out to deal with you as an enemy If so, how many people in your mercenary group can survive?"

Mentioning the adventure in the vampire castle in Hungary, the female mercenary finally calmed down a bit.

"OK, I understand!" Sylph said, "We're only looking for information, and we'll let you know when we have definite results, right?"

"Smart girl." Xiang Qiang smiled and praised.

The female mercenary leaned over charmingly, and asked lazily, "So, how much commission are you going to pay for this employment, Mr. Rich?"

"Didn't I pay just now? It's just to inquire about the news, so it won't be too expensive, right?" Xiang Qiang "turned pale with shock".

Sylph made fists with both hands and hammered forward on the chest: "Asshole!"

"Well, no kidding; what do you want?"

"I don't want money." Sylph leaned down, and the warm and fragrant nephrite suppressed the man's resistance; "The weapons you sold to me before, my subordinates said they were very easy to use."

Qiangqian looked a bit bitter: "That's a weapon. Europe is still imposing an arms embargo on us. The arms trade between the two sides will be severely cracked down. It's not easy to hand over weapons to you."

"So?" The female mercenary exhaled like blue, and began to use her natural weapon of a woman.

"So, the situation is completely reversed from just now, and it's your turn to pay." Qianqian stroked the silver hair on the female mercenary's head, and gestured slightly with her hand, making the other party bow down further.