[007]Miss M

Although life and death had just passed, Raciford changed his clothes and returned to the casino.It was still a long time before the end of the break, but there was one person he had to meet—Mr. White.

From the first time he saw Mr. White in the casino, he became flustered.He had to rely on this gamble to put all his eggs in one basket. If he lost, once he was caught by the organization, he would die without a burial.He thought that Mr. White, who would come in a few days, appeared in the gambling game at this time. Does this mean...

The organization is watching him all the time?

When he returned to the casino, Mr. White was still in his previous position, drinking by himself.

"I'll get the money," explained Raciford hastily to Mr. White. "It's a lot of money."

Mr. White glanced at Raciford: "We'll wait until you win."

"I..." Raciford seemed to want to say something, but Mr. White looked into his eyes and dared not speak, "I..."

"Before I get the money, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you really want to please me, let me help you speak well in the organization. It's very simple. Did that woman see it just now? I want to know her room number."

"I'll do it right away."

The information Scarlett registered at the front desk was quickly bought by Raciford and handed over to Mr. White.

Natalie Portman.

Mr. White murmured the name softly, and he was as beautiful as his name.Although the girl has changed, but at the first sight of this woman, he knew that she was the girl in the photo.Also, her beauty is really attractive.

Scarlett helped Bond back to his room.

Bond's shirt has been blood-stained in a large area, and her white skirt is also blood-stained.Bond found a comfortable position and sat casually on Scarlett's bed, allowing her to help him deal with the wound on his body.

The wounds on his body were all on the flesh, but no organs were injured.

"You are very skilled in treating wounds."

"You were injured during training, didn't you handle it yourself?"

Scarlett's ability to deal with wounds was developed at that time.She must have enough ability to protect herself, close combat and escape techniques are all necessary.

Bond poured a glass of whiskey and drank it down: "Women should be loved. I have always been curious, why do you want to go out to work?"

why?Is it for M, or for Bond?The answer is not even clear to herself.Scarlett somehow remembered what Whishaw said that day. He asked her why her life always revolved around M and Bond, and why she didn't do what she wanted to do.

What exactly is she trying to do?

M had asked her, and she had indeed made up her mind and wanted to stay in MI[-].but--

M was right about one thing. She wanted to go out to the field not from her heart, but more for M or Bond.

In her previous life, she died in her teens, came to this world, and came to the UK. As soon as she opened her eyes, she experienced kidnapping and gun battles. She survived the hail of bullets. She still remembers that at that time, M appeared beside her. , hugged her, that was the first hug she received in this world, and also the warmest hug.Her feelings for M are not something that can be expressed in a few words, so even if she does something that is not from her heart, but for M, no matter how hard it is, she will be happy, as long as— —

M could love her a little more.

She worked very hard on physical fitness, received marksmanship training, and passed the psychological test with the most perfect results. In the eyes of MI[-] professionals, she is a person who is extremely suitable for field work. When necessary, she can use her His beauty is the deadliest blow to the enemy.But M resisted all opinions and kept her by her side on the grounds that she hadn't graduated yet, becoming her bodyguard.

The life of a personal bodyguard seems boring to many people, but in Scarlett's heart, that is her happiest day.

Bond noticed that the movement of Scarlett's hands stopped and looked up, only to find that she didn't know what she was thinking again.He is not a curious person, but he still couldn't help being curious: "What are you thinking? This is your second trance today."

"..." Scarlett was recalled by Bond and adjusted her emotions. She continued to administer the medicine for Bond, "I was thinking... Raciford and you would be stronger?"

"Why, don't you believe that I can defeat him now?" Bond didn't know why, but when he heard Scarlett's words, he felt a little uncomfortable. Obviously...she said before that she believed in him.

"I'm just curious. M believes in you, and I believe in you even more. Sorry, I take back what I just said."

Scarlett opened her cosmetic bag, and applied a thin layer of foundation to the medicated wound on Bond's face. Although the wound could still be seen on closer inspection, it was not obvious, and could be hidden from the big players on the gaming table. Some gamblers.As for Raciford...it doesn't matter whether he can hide it from him or not.

After taking the new shirt and new suit that Scarlett handed him, Bond keenly noticed: "Is this suit hand-sewn? When did you order it?"

"Before you come."

Bond seemed satisfied with the suit: "Then I'll have to see if it fits you. Compared to Vespa, you've measured it by hand."

"Vespa?"

Throwing the blood-stained suit casually into Scarlett's hand: "She also prepared one for me."

Vespa also prepared a suit for Bond?And it's hand-stitched?Scarlett looked at the black suit in her hand, and her heart turned a thousand times, but she didn't say a word, but changed the subject: "Is she okay? An accountant like her who sits in the office all day should be Today's scene is scary!"

"Maybe, you reminded me, I have to go back to my room to see her."

"What? Did she melt your cold heart?" Scarlett helped Bond put on his collar clip.

"Why do I feel that there seems to be a little sour taste in your words?"

Bond originally said something casually, but he didn't expect Scarlett's face to change slightly, and he said after a while: "It's almost time for a break, why don't you go downstairs quickly?"

Bond raised the watch in his hand and looked at the time: "It's really time to go down, don't you come together?"

"I think it's best for us to go downstairs separately, not to mention that I have to change clothes."

Raising his eyebrows, Bond walked to Scarlett's side: "Won't you give me a lucky kiss?"

"Huh? Huh—" Before Scarlett could react, he took her breath away.

After getting the kiss as he wished, Bond turned and went downstairs: "Your taste is as good as ever."

Scarlett picked out a dark purple long dress, the color was very close to what Vesper had worn before, with a deep V and an open back. She admitted that she did it on purpose.Putting the gun away in the drawer, she touched up her makeup after Bond went downstairs, and then dragged her long skirt and took the elevator downstairs.

When they arrived at the casino, the gambling game had already started, and Mr. White was still in her previous position, seeing her appearance, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Did you change a piece of clothing?" He praised without hesitation, "It's very beautiful."

No one doesn't like to hear compliments. Even though many people have praised her beauty, Mr. White's words still made Scarlett frowned: "Thank you. How does it compare with that lady just now?"

Mr. White pretended to ponder for a while, as if he was comparing carefully, and he said after a while: "In my heart, you are more beautiful than her, more than a little. I don't know, can I have the honor to buy you a drink?"

Scarlett sat down beside Mr. White: "It's better to obey than to be respectful."

"What would you like to drink?"

"Guest as you wish."

Scarlett's casual attitude was beyond Mr. White's expectation: "Aren't you afraid that I'll take the opportunity to get you drunk?"

"Do you know?"

Meeting Scarlett's eyes, Mr. White suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't say the word "will".Her eyes seemed pure, but there seemed to be many things written in them.The lake-green eyes are like a deep lake, which makes you unconsciously indulge in it.

He suddenly understood the reason why that man could not forget this woman.

"I won't, but others will."

"I just don't think you can. As for the others, they want to buy me a drink, but unfortunately they don't have a chance!"

Scarlett’s words put Mr. White in a good mood, and he called the waiter at the bar: “Three parts of Gordon’s gin, one part of vodka, half part of Lilan’s aperitif, shake well with ice, add a strip of thin lemon zest Seasoning. Two cups."

"this is not……"

Isn't this the wine that Bond just ordered?

"I have tasted it, and it tastes good." Mr. White specially added, "The most important thing is, I think you will like its color."

Definitely a color Scarlett would love.

In the transparent wine glass, there is only the color of thin lemon peel, simple and clean.No one can fault such a color, and Scarlett is no exception.

"How is it?" Watching Scarlett take a sip, Mr. White hurriedly asked.

Nodding, Scarlett said, "Not bad."

A man and a woman, each with their own thoughts.

Scarlett has always been confident in her own charm, but she knows better what kind of people will be attracted to her.Bond can read people, and she can, though not as well-versed as he.At Mr. White's age, he must have seen a lot of women. From his clothes, ties, and watches, it is not difficult to see that he must be a rich man-this means that there is no woman he wants that cannot be obtained .So from the very beginning, Scarlett was sure that Mr. White's approach to her must not be as simple as seeing a beautiful woman and striking up a conversation.

He courteously invited herself to drink, courteously wanted to send herself back to her room, and diligently praised herself. Even though he pretended to be an ordinary man who was interested in her, she still saw something. This Mr. White was definitely not a simple man. character of.

Montenegro, Casino Royale, I'm afraid this game will become more and more exciting.

Customers who left Raciford today, tomorrow, I don’t know who will come again, but so what, you can be ghosts and monsters, but soldiers will come to block you, and you will be covered by water and earth.

The author has something to say: Why didn't you notice that I let Mr. White appear in the last chapter? He is Ruciford's superior!

Since I wrote the No.1 book, I don't think I will write in the third person anymore!

QAQ, thank you Nanqing, I seem to have found a little bit of my problem!

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Toothache is not a disease, it hurts like hell.It's painful enough to have wisdom teeth these days, and it turned out to be two! QAQ, is it all about symmetry?

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