Top Secret Entrustment [Rebirth]

At zero o'clock, the night was starless and moonless, dark gray cumulonimbus clouds pressed heavily to the ground, dense rain fell from the sky, the banks of the Seine River were thick with fog, and the dim light of street lamps was condensed into hazy light balls by water vapor. A gray patch.

In the darkness, the ancient palace seems to be sleeping.

On the second floor of the main building on the south side of the Louvre, the sound of thick-soled military boots falling on the marble surface was slow, but it still seemed very abrupt in the present silent environment. Two light-colored figures were projected on the wall by the dim light of the reminder light, and they flickered like ghosts And pass.

In front of the seventh window, the two stopped. The thief wearing a Venetian mask turned over and jumped onto the window sill, quickly removed the window lock, and then pulled the stupid fake captain up.

"Go down first, be careful not to get hurt. After landing, jump directly into the Seine River. There is a drainage pipe 20 meters east of the water. Don't make mistakes. Go in and wait for me, remember?"

Archimedes nodded with cold sweat, and said with a worried face: "Hurry up too, I'm not at ease by myself..."

The man waved his hand impatiently. Archimedes couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking, and he was worried that his words would be annoying, so he had to withdraw his gaze angrily. He stabilized the window frame and took a deep breath, carefully leaning against the outer wall slipped down.

The boy in the mask quietly crouched on the window sill, like an elusive cat, that gorgeous mask perfectly concealed his expression, and the only thing that could reveal his anxious heart at this moment was the one that was tightly clasped to the window frame. , Right hand with tense veins.

There was a sound of falling into the water in the thick fog not far away, and the young man's accumulated muscles finally relaxed for a moment.

Thieves who lack trust are used to being alone, and this Archimedes himself is very suspicious. Before the background is confirmed, leading him into action is like carrying an indefinite time bomb that detonates at any time. Fortunately, nothing happened to this guy.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up and jump out of the window, when he glanced casually out of the corner of his eye, at the end of the corridor, the bright light of a wolf-eyed flashlight flashed across, footsteps broke in in vain, and then the alarm sounded. The metallic sound of the bolt being pulled apart.

"Stop." The visitor said in a deep voice.

Someone can catch up? !

When he left the exhibition room, he deliberately left traces in all the passages, and he was able to identify the real evacuation route in just a few minutes. I didn't expect that there would be such a top quality among the new FBI agents!

The thief wearing a Venetian mask was startled, and then turned around in surprise——

Across the long and dark corridor of the Louvre, the eyes of the two collided unexpectedly. The young detective with a gun approached cautiously, and the stern face belonging to the youth gradually became clear in the field of vision.

It was an indescribably wonderful feeling. Colt's dangerous muzzle pointed straight at him. As long as the finger on the trigger was lightly squeezed, his own life could be easily ended, but he couldn't. The attention was drawn away from the man's cold eyes, as if locked firmly by some predestined force.

Perhaps, as in the legend, the cunning thief is easily attracted by evenly matched opponents, and then spends his life playing a thrilling game of cat and mouse.

At that moment, the masked boy felt a little anticipation inexplicably, like a solitary feline suddenly became docile and obedient, he even obeyed the phrase 'stop', and really stopped with one knee on the ground On the narrow window lattice.

Why not escape?

The gun-wielding detective frowned slightly, and falcon-like sharp gaze quickly wandered around, and finally landed on the Venetian mask with strange patterns drawn on the white background - judging from the development of the bones, it seems that the age is very young, could it be said that The one who knocked down four detectives, sneaked in through Lions Gate, and completely changed the "Mona Lisa" is this...boy?

How did he do that?Where are the paintings? !

The detective asked, "Are you Shaw?"

The man's low and cold voice drifted in the darkness, and the masked guy remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard the question at all, but the detectives clearly noticed something in the silent gaze - under the mask, the man laughing.

He suddenly felt that he was very passive, as if he had been seen through by the guy in front of him, the smile covered by the mask was like a silent mockery, and it seemed to have some kind of indescribable weird meaning.

Obviously he is the one who takes the lead with the gun, and obviously this thief should be the prey...

At that moment, Mr. Detective, who was immovable, was inexplicably shaken. Rather than pulling the trigger, at this moment, he wanted to catch the thief code-named shaw, take off his mask, and see his appearance with his own eyes.

The few minutes of stalemate seemed as long as centuries. Just when he thought that the other party would remain silent forever, he saw the weird mask crooked, and then the voice of a young man younger than he imagined sounded.

"Hello, Mr. Detective, I know that the personal information on your badge is all forged. If possible, would you mind telling me your name?"

"What do you want to do?"

The guy joked in a very unscrupulous tone: "Don't be nervous, I just found that you are very like me, so I just want to get to know you~"

The detective narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I order you to come down, put your hands behind your head, turn around and face the wall, and shoot if you don't cooperate."

A certain one smiled maliciously, clicked his tongue, and said, "Do you want another handcuff or something? Is it really good to have such a strong taste for the first time?"

The detective immediately realized that this was a joke with a bit of color, and immediately his face darkened, and he took a step forward almost out of control, but was stopped by the more unscrupulous guy on the window sill.

"Don't be impulsive~ If you accidentally go off fire, "Mona Lisa" will cry~"

As soon as the words came out, the detective didn't dare to move any more. A certain one touched its chin maliciously, thought for a moment, and suddenly said sadly, "Hey! Do you know that there is a handsome guy who sells French pancakes in the Eiffel Square? I thought he was pretty good before I met you~"

Mr. Detective: "..."

"Before I leave, I want to see you again~"

His voice fell silent, and he jumped out of the window without any warning. The light figure of a feline animal disappeared into the thick fog. The detective did not expect that this guy would suddenly run away after talking nonsense, so he reacted Immediately after that, he ran forward and jumped onto the window sill with one hand.

In less than a minute, he didn't even hear the sound of landing at noon. The lawn under the window was empty, and the person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

In that spring rainy season, torrential rain covered the urban area of ​​Paris. The temperature had already warmed up, but the coldness brought by the rain still penetrated into the bones.

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A week later in the evening, Eiffel Square.

The sky was still gloomy, the misty water vapor covered the outline of the iron tower, the thick fog was mixed with rain, and the water-soaked air was cold and humid. It was the off-season for tourism, so there were not many tourists in the square.

Luo Yifan was wearing a dark shirt and trousers, held a black umbrella, and had a morning newspaper he bought when he first arrived under his arm. He stood in an inconspicuous corner of the square, staring at the French newspaper seller. The pancake stall, in the past few days, as long as there is no other work arranged by the superior, he will come here to wait.

When the unscrupulous thief who deliberately left the name of the place appeared, of course he didn't have too much expectation, because it might be a hint, or it might be nonsense just to distract him.

As a formally trained detective, he knows that his behavior is very conspicuous, especially for those with clear goals. He has only one purpose. If Shaw appears in Eiffel Square, he hopes that this guy will pay attention immediately to myself.

Can't say why, but he did it anyway.

In the blind spot not far away, Xiao Yu was sitting on a wet bench with a few cold pancakes beside him. He patiently tore the pancakes into small pieces, collected them in paper bags, and sprinkled them in front of him from time to time. On the next day, hungry pigeons flew over from all directions, cooing and pecking at the pancake crumbs.

Just then, the phone vibrated.

Xiao Yu licked off the chocolate sauce on his fingers, took out the 3gs wrapped in tape from his trouser pocket, and poked it for a long time before the screen faltered and jumped into the WeChat interface. It was a message from Lu Cen, reminding him not to miss the flight. I will go to the airport in advance and wait.

A certain one smacked his lips, and wanted to reply "Don't worry", but the screen of his phone was so aging that he couldn't touch it in many places. He frantically clicked for more than a minute as if venting his anger, and made up a line of garbled characters for Lu Cen. go back.

The two have worked together for a long time and are very aware of each other's habits. This line of garbled characters is meaningless, but it shows that Xiao Yu has seen it, so he will definitely not be late when the time comes. Lu Cen understands this and naturally will not reply again.

Xiao Yu put away his mobile phone and continued to work on the task at hand until all the pancakes were torn into pieces, and there were enough pigeons gathered in front of him. He looked up aimlessly, and finally looked at an umbrella seller for weather business. The local boy beckoned.

The boy's business was not good, and he was bored, but he had been watching this guy who seemed to be autistic while feeding pigeons in the rain. Seeing him waving at him now, he shook his head hesitantly.

Xiao Yu had no choice but to draw a 100 Euro note from his wallet. The boy's eyes lit up when he saw the money, and he trotted over without saying a word. Seeing this, Xiao Yu immediately returned the 100 Euro note he took out and replaced it with a A 20 denomination.

French boy: "..."

Too shameless!

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, he put the unsold umbrellas into his backpack, and reluctantly accepted the stingy commission.

Xiao Yu doesn't know French, so he googled a few words that might be used temporarily the day before, and added various gestures. After a few minutes, the French boy probably understood the needs of autistic patients, and he nodded for the sake of money. Then, in his heart, he automatically upgraded his positioning of the other party to a stingy insanity.

Xiao Yu took out another handful of candy from his pocket, and pointed to a few children not far away.

The coaxing sweets under the French boy picked up a few bags of pancake crumbs, rolled their eyes at him and walked away.

A few minutes later, the sound of children playing came from far to near, and hundreds of pigeons fluttered their wings like a churning gray-white torrent, chasing a few little ghosts throwing pancake crumbs, and flocked to a certain place in the square.

The children were playing like crazy, laughing and almost forgot to run to the man with the black umbrella.

Hearing the movement, Luo Yifan turned around hesitantly, a handful of pancake crumbs sprinkled on his head, he reacted quickly and directly blocked it with an umbrella, but before he could see the situation in front of him clearly, the pigeons rushed forward , frantically pecking and eating pancakes.

At that moment, the world seemed to be shrouded in gray and white, the world was spinning, feathers were falling, and the children were running happily around him. His intuition told Yifan that all of this must not be a coincidence, but in this chaos, he did not know what to do. Unable to capture the shadow that silently approached him.

At nine o'clock in the evening, at Paris-Charles de Gaulle Airport, a direct flight to Miami, USA skidded over the runway and took off in the drizzle.

In the first class cabin of the plane, Xiao Yu was sitting by the window, fiddling with an FBI certificate in his hand.

"So it's Luo Yifan, the name of Huaguo, it looks like he's of mixed blood~" A certain dog finished talking self-consciously, and poked its elbow at Lu Cen, who was sitting next to him and pretended to be asleep, "It looks young, but it's pretending to be very old-fashioned. , he should be a newcomer, it shows that he is only 24 this year, hey, Lulu, he is a little younger than you~"

Lu Cen opened his eyes, tilted his head to look at Xiao Yu, and asked with a half-smile, "Why, have you taken a fancy to him?"

Xiao Yu approached fawningly, "Help me look up his information when you get home?"

"It's not good to be too active." Lu Cen took the ID and glanced at the man in the photo, "Apart from this face, what else do you like about him?"

A certain one swallowed her saliva, remembering in her mind that she stole something by groping her abdominal muscles twice, and said in her heart that the hand feels so good, and said: "The figure is also good~"

Lu Cen raised his eyebrows slightly, and curled the corners of his mouth meaningfully, "Do you still want the year-end bonus?"

Xiao Yu: "..."

Xiao Yu rolled her eyes, covered her head with a blanket, shrank into the seat like a doormat, and got sulking.

Lu Cen didn't speak, and looked at the detective certificate absently. After a while, seeing that a certain one still didn't move, he stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Yu's head through the blanket.

Lu Cen gave the steps, and Xiao Yu would definitely walk down obediently—as expected, not long after Lu Cen finished shunning, the edge of the blanket lifted up, revealing a furry head.

Xiao Yu looked at the increasingly blurred silhouette of the city through the porthole, and after a while, he said in a very serious voice: "That night, he was the one who blocked me in the corridor of the south building, Lulu, I made the plan I know in my heart that this person will be troublesome in the future, so I need to pay close attention to it."

"Well, I will deal with this matter." Lu Cen said: "Go to sleep for a while, this month has been too hard."

Xiao Yu nodded and stopped talking. After she calmed down, she felt tired.

This night, the plane encountered turbulence from time to time, and the fuselage was violently turbulent. Xiao Yu was very sleepy, but because of the shaking, he could not reach a deep sleep. When he was half asleep and half awake, he felt that someone was tucking the blanket tightly for him. Rubbing towards him in a warm direction, the other party didn't care, he opened his arms naturally and hugged him into his arms.