Someone Like YouMarkXEduardo

Eduardo gets a call from his mother.After two years of indifference, he heard the understatement on the other end of the phone, "Your grandparents miss you very much", even Eduardo himself had an illusion, as if his parents had never cut off contact with him, it was just a cold war for a week.

But it's good enough.

The call meant he was readmitted.

Eduardo's achievements in Singapore in the past two years are enough to make him valued when he returns. He doesn't doubt this, but the real headache is right in front of him.At that time, he changed his nationality in a fit of anger. Due to suspicion of tax avoidance, he was banned from entering the country by the US government, and he could not get a visa. Eduardo became a regular visitor to the embassy for this, but nothing came of it.

Things broke through a week later.

"Mr. Ambassador, I can pay a back tax, or anything, anything, as long as I can go back."

"Anything? Even in personal danger?"

"……what?"

"I can give you a chance, Mr. Savarin, because you just meet the requirements. Don't worry, the FBI will do its best to ensure your safety. As long as you complete this task, we can give you a three-month stay, if you agree."

"……I accept."

"Don't think about it anymore?"

"No need."

"Then, happy cooperation."

Eduardo is in danger of thinking about the mission, but the desire to return is overwhelming.However, after receiving the mission, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "MB? Is your FBI out of funds? Ask me to pretend to be MB?"

A group of FBIs laughed in good faith, and the person in charge was still serious, "It's not an ordinary MB. We have internal support in the target group, and the target group is very cautious. Only one agent broke into the core, but he doesn't understand finance. Accounts, we need a financial professional, who should know where the accounts are, and will fight for you for about an hour. Please try your best to find out the warehouses with problems. If there is no gain, we will arrange for you to retreat. If there is gain , we will arrest them immediately. But whatever the outcome, your safety will be our number one priority."

"...Then why are you pretending to be MB?"

"...the leader of that group likes grown men with brown hair who look like teenagers."

"Fuc... can I bring bodyguards?"

"We'll dress you up without worrying about being found out."

"That means you can't bring it?"

"We will take care of your safety."

Three days later, because he couldn't pay his school loans, a fresh MB came out.

Eduardo tugged uncomfortably at the cheap shirt that exposed his collarbone, trying to keep it from covering his low-slung jeans when he sat down, but the effort was futile.

The mission location is actually in Palo Alto. When Eduardo found this out, he had the urge to fly back to Singapore immediately. Now he can only pray that he will not be seen by acquaintances.

He wiped his face, thankful that the FBI's master of disguise is still reliable, his hair has lost the hairspray and delicate care, and it is scattered on his forehead in a mess, his eyebrows have been thinned a lot, and his eyes have become discolored pupils. Green, with makeup on his face, and his white skin painted into a light wheat color, he looks like a college boy who just entered the school, and he must have skipped a grade.

Now Eduardo is in the bar where the boss of the society often comes to Lieyan. According to the request, he sits here, acting like he just went to sea and doesn’t know how to solicit customers. The internal response will help him attract the attention of the boss. This is him wandering here The next day, no one was waiting yesterday. Eduardo was a little bored, and the agent in the invisible headset asked him to relax a bit, probably the boss would not come tonight.

"Hi~ My name is Chuck", a young man sat down beside him, Eduardo nodded cautiously, he noticed this man yesterday, because he stared at him for a long time, the FBI even checked it out, there is no danger, just A senior recruiter.

The young man came over very familiarly, "Have you noticed that we look alike?"

Eduardo was a little embarrassed, but he took a closer look at the young man. Through the layer of makeup, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to his own. If he didn't pay attention, strangers would mistake him, "...what a coincidence."

Chuck looked at Eduardo's face enviously, "I want to take a sun bath too, but the customer won't let me, and he still thinks I'm dark!"

This kind of "business" talk really made Eduardo uncomfortable all over, and he laughed, "Ah, yeah."

"Actually, no, he just said 'he is not so black' when he saw me. I am a person with professional ethics. Since the customer is not satisfied, I must be satisfied. I have endured it for half a year without going It's the beach," Chuck grumbled.

Eduardo clearly heard the FBI's laughter in the earphones, and he also wanted to laugh a little, not to ridicule, but this young man was quite funny, Eduardo nodded, "It's been hard work."

Seeing Eduardo's response, Chuck started to talk more, "Right! But I was thinking of him so much, and I satisfied him, but he didn't satisfy me! Do you know how strange it is for a rich man? He takes care of me, Just let me lie on the bed and sleep, don’t talk to me, almost don’t look at me! Just bury my head in front of a computer, although the money is a lot, but I don’t do this business for money, I have a sex addiction, the contract It is stipulated that no other business can be accepted, if he continues like this, I will not be able to bear it.”

Eduardo froze. "To the computer?"

"Be a workaholic," Chuck rolled his eyes, and withdrew his eyes glued to the muscular man in the distance, "probably an occupational disease. Let me tell you, I suspect he can't do it. He kept me just to save face. Really, if he can't do it, go." Hospital treatment, no, maybe it’s a disease that can’t be cured, ah, so pitiful.”

... Poor bastard!

"He... is rich?", Eduardo asked tentatively.

Chuck nodded, showing interest, "How about I introduce you to a single business? Anyway, he doesn't look at me, and he can't do it. You and I look so similar, why don't you go for me, it's very simple, on the bed Sleeping all afternoon, in fact, generally speaking, from the afternoon to the next morning, but he usually sits for two or three hours and then leaves. It is not hard and safe. He is very famous. You must know him, so you should meet a famous person. That's good too."

Eduardo's face stiffened, eyes narrowed, "Did he really, never do anything to you?"

"I can swear, I'm a devout believer! Seriously, do me a favor, I'm starving," Chuck licked the corner of his mouth pitifully.

Eduardo felt his temples twitch, "You tell me who he is."

"No." Chuck shook his head. "I'm a person with professional ethics. Unless you agree, I can't disclose the privacy of customers."

Child, don't you realize how many flaws there are in your words from beginning to end!The FBI in my headset is about to laugh out loud! Eduardo looks at Chuck, speechless.

"08201005520," Eduardo said, one of several disposable phone numbers the FBI gave him. "Call me in three days. Now, tell me, who is he?"

Chuck was literally elated, but like he said, he was a man of professional integrity, and he approached Eduardo mysteriously, dipped his glass, wrote two letters on the table, and whispered in Eduardo's ear , "He's the CEO."

Good job Mark, Eduardo grits his teeth.

The task can be said to be smooth sailing. The FBI thanked Eduardo one after another. This is the smoothest case they have handled in a year. Eduardo successfully found three problem warehouses. The FBI and the local police teamed up to wipe out the entire gang. No miscellaneous fish were left out, they were all masters who spent N lifetimes in prison, which just solved Eduardo's safety hazard.Amidst the reluctant farewell voices of the agents saying "come to play next time", Eduardo arrived at a motel under cover, took off his disguise, and went around a few times before meeting the covering agent again and taking a taxi from the airport to the hotel.

"Send me the time and place."

"XXX Hotel 820, I will leave the room card at the front desk, thank you so much! I will transfer the reward to you!"

... This room is not just upstairs.

As the time approached, Eduardo made up his mind, and still wore the "professional" outfit, put on green pupils, messed up his hair, and learned to apply a layer of makeup to the movements of the female detective. Due to his inexperience, It didn't turn into a wheat-colored effect and it was a little uneven in shades, but remembering what Chuck said, Mark didn't know how to look at himself, so he felt relieved, took the elevator upstairs, and swiped his room card to enter the door.

I'm just curious, and Mark is provoking me, Eduardo tells himself.

Following Chunk's instructions, he took off his shoes and lay down on the bed.

Mark stands in the doorway of the hotel room, hesitating a bit, it would have been crazy stupid to do that at the time, this kind of pretend play is not only pointless, but also disrespectful to Eduardo.But even a wise man cannot quickly get rid of this false comfort.

He programmed for several days in a row, and his tired brain didn't have enough rationality to overcome greed. Anyway, he brought a computer, and Mark was determined to keep programming without looking or thinking, just as if that person didn't exist.

After this time, it's over.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Eduardo squinted and peeked, and it was Mark.

Mark also did what Chuck said, pretending that he didn't exist, pushed the desk to the end of the bed, brought a chair over, sat down, turned on the computer, said "keep quiet", and started programming.

Eduardo gives a middle finger behind him.

He was so bored that he looked left and right, and it seemed that he would always see Mark. This bedroom has a bay window, and with Mark programming at the end of the bed, it is like an enlarged version of Kirkland’s dormitory. Sleeping on Mark's bed, while Mark is concentrating on the computer.

Watching and watching, accompanied by the sound of the keyboard, like every time before, Eduardo fell asleep.

Eduardo hasn't slept this soundly in a long time, so when he wakes up he forgets where he is and is startled, especially when he sees the person at the end of the bed.He shook his head, boredly changed his position and continued to lie on the bed, now Eduardo fully understands Chuck's idea of ​​finding someone to replace him, it is really as boring as Chuck said, the benefactor who can bore MB to such an extent , Mark is also quite powerful in a sense.He noticed that Mark's head was nodding. Did he still need to pray when he came to MB?

Mark wasn't praying, he was really sleepy, but the suite only had a large double bed, and he didn't want to sleep with MB, so he held back his sleepiness and programmed, and almost knocked on his laptop without paying attention. Mark was not clear-headed, just heard Eduardo waking up, he was a little angry for some reason, the room I paid for, that person slept happily, so I can only sit in the chair?

So Mark finished writing a frame bit by bit, and then stood up, he couldn't open his eyes at this time, he waved to the person on the bed, Eduardo understood the meaning, and moved to the other side of the bed , and then the benefactor who gave the wallet to the room, turned his back to Eduardo, lay on the edge of the bed aggrieved, and fell asleep after a while.

He really didn't do anything, Eduardo looked at Mark's back and felt relieved, and couldn't help but sarcasm him in his heart, what's the point of you having an MB, to contribute to saving the unemployment rate in the United States.

Mark is fast asleep.

Eduardo propped up his upper body curiously, twisting his body to look at Mark.

He has hardly changed, his hair has been cut short, he has dark circles under his eyes, and some stubble on his face, and he has probably been programming continuously for a long time.Gray sweater, white T-shirt, and denim trousers, Eduardo poked his head out to look at the ground, and found the pair of flip flops that hadn't been retired yet.

How stingy, Eduardo thought so, before retracting his head, he heard Mark's cold voice, "What do you think you are doing?", Eduardo turned his head, Mark's face was indifferent, he had never seen Mark like this With such an expression, he was a little startled for a moment, and wanted to step back, but he didn't expect to touch Mark's hand. He couldn't support himself for a while, and fell on Mark.

Mark wakes up to a mix of familiar smells and cheap cosmetics, and Eduardo would occasionally use a tropical fruit-scented body wash when he was in college, sometimes when he was in close proximity, or on his bed After laying down, Mark can always smell it, although he doesn't know what fruit it is, orange or something.

He opened his eyes and found that it was the MB, and his mood immediately darkened. When the MB turned around, he found that it was a different person, and this person was more like Eduardo. He couldn't control his anger.

And when he was trying to convince himself that it wasn't the fault of the person in front of him, the MB fell on him. This kind of seductive behavior made Mark unbearable, and he waved the MB aside.

Eduardo is so mad, you curly bastard how dare you push me? !But the moment he raised his head, he remembered his fake identity, curled his lips, sat down on his side of the bed, rolled his eyes, and explained, "My cousin said he needed me to take over, so I came here , He said that it is fine to sleep on the bed, I think this job is very strange, I just want to see who would make such a strange request."

Mark's frowning eyebrows relaxed a little, "Aren't you MB?"

"MB? What's that?", Eduardo made a confused expression, borrowing the identity that the FBI had arranged for him before, "My cousin said that he participated in an experimental project as a paid volunteer, but found the experiment boring, I just came to pay off my school loan.”

Mark's expression softened a little, whether it's true or not, he was relieved to know that someone who looks so similar to Eduardo didn't have such a profession, "It's nothing, that's your cousin's experimental code name... you and your cousin Brother is very close?"

"I'm not familiar with it, am I short of money?" Eduardo made a frank statement, seeing that Mark's mood improved a lot, but he began to feel a little uncomfortable.

After Mark asked, he also felt that he was taking too much control. He wasn't looking at that person. He sat up on the edge of the bed and looked for his shoes with his eyes. He wanted to leave.

Seeing that he was going to leave, Eduardo grabbed his hat reflexively, his hands were still dark, and Mark was directly pulled backwards on the bed by him.

Mark began to feel that this person was a little annoying, and looked impatiently at Eduardo who was a little dazed, "What are you doing?"

"My cousin said that the experiment will last all night! What if I can't get the money if you leave! I'm almost bankrupt because of my school loan!" Eduardo's face was righteous.

"Then I'll give it to you now", Mark tried to get up, but Eduardo pulled his hat down again.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!", Mark said to himself, it's payback for making you do such a stupid thing.

"I", Eduardo couldn't explain his conditioned reflex, thinking of Chuck, he blurted out, "I'm a person with professional ethics! I can't take your money for free, I will do what I say!"

Hearing the familiar "professional ethics" theory, Mark felt that the cousins ​​belonged to the same family, and they were both so brain-dead. The former insisted on fulfilling the rights of the patron, while the latter insisted on carrying out the boring "experiment" to the end.

Eduardo saw that Mark didn't mean to let go, and continued to increase the price, "If I don't pay off the loan, I'm going to sell myself! I have read so many books to create social value! It's not to please the benefactor!"

Mark looked at him speechlessly, what he said was right, first, you don't know what MB means but you know how to sell yourself?Second, you are so stupid that you know how to curry favor with the benefactor?But the person in front of him has the posture that if you don't agree, you are forcing him into prostitution, his voice is weirdly high-pitched, and he looks so much like Eduardo, Mark rubbed his temples, out of sight and out of mind, and lay back with his eyes closed.

Seeing him lying down on the edge of the bed again, Eduardo breathed a sigh of relief, but also got a little angry, and gave Mark another middle finger.

Eduardo lies on one side, there's a moment of silence, and then Eduardo asks, "What's your experiment about?"

Since you can't bear to tell the truth to "me", let's see how you make it up.

Mark got a headache from the pointed tone, and mumbled, "The difference between people who look similar."

Eduardo tried to bring the topic to himself, wanting to see if Mark would speak ill of himself, "So, there are people who look similar to us? I mean, the observation object?" After thinking about it, he added, "Do you know any other observation objects?"

It was so long that Eduardo thought that Mark would not answer, and then he heard the voice of the tablet, "...I know you."

"Yes? What happened to him?"

"...he quit the team."

Eduardo was so angry that he quit the team?I was kicked out!

"Why quit? What kind of person is he?"

"...he likes other experiments."

what.

Eduardo continued, "Then what kind of person is he?"

another silence

"Heisintelligent, beautiful, warm, heisthebestpersonieverha... met", Mark's voice seemed a little sad, but also nostalgic.

Eduardo didn't admit that he had the slightest touch, but this person would rather tell this sentence to an MB than to himself, and deliberately said, "...I don't believe there is such a person."

"I didn't believe it until I met him, can you shut up, you're annoying", Mark answered quickly this time.

Eduardo was in a better mood, but still gave a middle finger and waved at Mark from the air.

"Okay, the last question, your description is too nasty, it doesn't sound like something that men would say, do you like that person?" Eduardo didn't know why he asked this sentence, and he regretted it when he asked it , he hoped that Mark would not answer, or just leave.

Mark felt that this person was really annoying, and he couldn't hold on to the pity he had finally moved, "This has nothing to do with you."

"I just think that since you can pay such a high employment fee, you must be a rich man. Since you like him, even if he likes other experiments, you can get him back." Eduardo felt that he must be a demon Instigated, he didn't care why Mark didn't do anything.

"He doesn't like this experiment, why should I force him to come back? If he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, don't you know how to respect people?" Mark's tone was already very impatient, but Eduardo felt that he was the one who should be angry, I don't know how to respect people?Do you know how to spell respect you bastard!

Mark didn't know that he had fallen into a situation where no matter how he answered, he unilaterally decided to treat this conversation as a punishment for finding MB. After today, he will never do this kind of thing again!

Wanting to scare Mark, Eduardo squeezed his throat and said in a more strange and disgusted tone, "I look so much like him, you won't like me."

Mark felt like he was going to have a myocardial infarction, why is this person so annoying and still feel so good about himself, "Who do you think you are?"

Eduardo accused with reason, "Then why do you find someone similar to him?"

This point hit the bull's-eye and hit Mark, "I...", Mark felt that something was wrong, but his overworked brain was not working well, and he became angry, "Anyway, I like no one will like you! "

Eduardo completely forgot that he was pretending to be someone else, and threw the temptation to the sky. He angrily tore off the quilt that covered his "professional attire". At the door, looking back at the notebook on the table, he raised his eyebrows at Mark who stood up angrily, raised the notebook, and slapped the table hard.

Mark finally figured out what was wrong, "…Wardo"

Eduardo froze, he didn't think about what to do if he was caught, especially after asking so many obvious questions.He saw Mark get out of bed excitedly and wanted to come over, so he reflexively... ran away.

Mark unplugged the laptop, and chased after him with the badly injured laptop in his arms.

Generally speaking, Eduardo must run faster than Mark, after all, he has long legs.

However, as a front row figure on the rich list, Mark is a man with bodyguards.

Seeing the bodyguards blocking the elevator, Eduardo turned a corner and rushed to the stairs, and quickly swiped the door card before the footsteps behind him caught up. When he closed the door, he found that the door was jammed.

It was a cracked notebook stuck in the door.

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