Intelligence Bureau

Whether it is rain or tears, when the next dawn comes, they all turn into the most beautiful rainbow in the sky, quietly gazing at the land, recovering after the heavy rain.

If one can only overlook the entire land from the perspective of the sky, then from the perspective of a man, he has seen the entire world.

The black-haired man was leaning against the window rail, holding a half-lit cigarette between his slender index and middle fingers, and every time the light smoke was blown by the morning breeze into the darkness, just blurring the hidden Half face in daylight.

Xing is the reason for the headache, and the long-forgotten cigarettes are picked up again, trying to relieve the mild convulsions of the cerebral cortex.

"Knock knock knock."

"The door is unlocked, come in~"

The moment the door was opened, the smoke filled in front of the black-haired man was scattered by the unintentional convection.But compared to the brightness of the other half of the face, the side exposed by the smog is still shrouded in mystery by the light.

"Mr. Lennart! Patients cannot blow cold air, and you are wearing such thin clothes, you will catch cold again!" Andrea immediately expressed dissatisfaction with someone's behavior when she saw such a scene when she entered the door .

He first put the hot water in his hand on the bedside, and then walked over to help him close the window resignedly.As if if he didn't break the balance first, the man would stand there like an ice sculpture.

"Mr. Lennart! Cigarettes are not allowed!" After getting closer, Andrea found his left hand hidden in the dark, the light of the cigarettes, and the strong smell of smoke blowing towards his face.

Really, do you have any self-consciousness as a patient?

"Yeah, little Andrea is really strict. She was crying like a kid last night, and she couldn't stop no matter how much she persuaded her. I'm very kind to the deputy minister. My family feels like a child growing up. ~" Looking at the other party's serious face, Leinart could only chuckle and stifled the cigarette in his hand.

"Mr. Lennart, please go back to the bed and cover the quilt before talking." Andrea resisted the urge to complain, took the extinguished cigarette butt in his hand, and turned sideways to make way for him to the bed.

If you don't feel guilty, you don't care about his life, bastard deputy minister!

However, if everything was done according to what the assistant said, it would not be the Leinart who drove the two assistants of Andrea and Qilaso crazy.

He directly bypassed the huge but simple double bed, walked to the hanger on the other side, took down the iconic white trench coat, and put it directly on the thin shirt, still unbuttoned as usual.

"Mr. Lennart... Those who are sick, please calm down..." I don't know who got a little rain, and the body collapsed under the weight.As a result, I still blow cold wind, smoke, and dress casually. I am completely tossing myself.

Andrea's voice was full of powerlessness, there must be a limit to self-willedness.

"No, Deputy Minister, I still have important things to do. For example, I haven't seen Minister Arnold for a long time. I miss it."

Mr. Lennart, when did you learn to call yourself [Deputy Minister I]...

"Ah... because if you say that, your prestige will be greatly increased~" What exactly caused your serious misunderstanding, sir.And if you miss Minister Arnold, you must be joking about Minister Arnold again.

"If you insist on going out, please drink the hot water and fasten your windbreaker." Now is not the time to be handsome, and can a windbreaker with the door open still be called a windbreaker?It's the rhythm of welcoming all the cold air into your arms!

"I take back my harsh evaluation. Little Andrea is just like her mother." Even though the person who said so obediently drank the hot water to the last drop, probably because he felt that if there was less smoke, maybe the hot water would not be enough. It will have the effect of paralyzing headaches.

But it seems that the windbreaker is no longer going to be worn.

"Mr. Lennart!" Andrea complained like a man who hated iron but not steel.

"Don't worry, little Andrea, deputy minister, I won't die like this~" Who said you will die, idiot deputy minister, it's not like you have an incurable disease!

In short, the man with only the eye-catching black hair went out of the room in his own way, and Andrea hurriedly closed the door to follow.

He walked forward a few steps and then stopped, as if something strange suddenly emerged from the ground and grabbed his ankle, unable to move.

"Mr. Lennart, I... don't want to know so much about you and the minister, whether it's Vengley or Simon, so please don't hide from me as usual... I don't want to betray you anymore... "

Because he was trapped in the larger organization of Vengley and behind a more powerful man like Lennart, on the surface it seemed that he had no relationship with Zitak anymore.

But one day, he will step out of these wings and face his own identity, his past alone.Those hatreds strengthened by the organization have never really subsided. One day, his sanity will collapse again and he will once again declare war on British society.

If there is such a day, he does not want Lennart and Arnold to become victims.He didn't want to use their trust to betray him.

"How could little Andrea think that I would give you a chance to betray?" His people and those he trusted had always been in an equal relationship.There cannot be someone who is him and knows nothing about him.

He said that there is only one betrayal, so he absolutely has this kind of confidence.

Andrea stood there in a daze, her green eyes reflected the figure of the man walking farther and farther away, his gently raised windbreaker and black hair.

Mr. Lennart, can I send you a good card.

On the sofa in the meeting room, I found G lying on his back with his eyes closed, his fiery red hair was scattered on his head, and the man didn't bother to comb it.Coupled with the originally open collar of the shirt, and the unrestricted lying posture, it looks like a picture of a decadent and handsome man.

Lennart felt that it was a pity that little Andrea could not follow to see.

"You surprised me, g, this situation is indeed beyond my expectation." After all, little Andrea was simply entrusted here at the beginning, and the most unexpected result was that little Andrea ran away.

"I don't know what you're talking about." G propped up half of his body, put his hands on his raised knees, and looked over the back of the sofa to Lennart standing there.

Lennart's peachy eyes flickered.

"Don't worry~, I'm just here to inquire about Master Yunshou's whereabouts. As for your affairs, I won't interfere~." Although he was very surprised about what happened in the month or so since he left unexpectedly, other people's personal emotional problems should not be ignored. Good to meddle.

"Giotto is cleaning up your mess." The red-haired man's eyes sharpened suddenly when he said this, as if accusing him, full of unfriendliness.

However, Lennart's response of shrugging his shoulders made him frown even more. It wasn't the first time he worked with this man, but this time was definitely the one he was most dissatisfied with.Not only did he cause so much trouble for Giotto, but he also caused him a little trouble?

G fell into deep thought here.

"Okay, I will try my best to help with Zitak's side, it's just that I accidentally gave the dowry too much. Kozat will worry about this matter for you, please don't think about it too much, Mr. G. "The last sentence is undoubtedly full of warning.

Don't try to put your hopes up for giotto, that person already has someone by his side.Named Simon Cozart, not g.

"Arnold's words, at the southwest headquarters." The red-haired man closed his eyes, as if he wanted to suppress the sharpness in his eyes and return to calm.He was very annoyed at the man who seemed to know everything, and the people who had anything to do with him.

Whether it's Simon Cozart, or that kid named Andrea.

"It's been a great help, dear Mr. G~ By the way, I would like to remind you that my little Andrea will not stay in Pengo Lie forever like Mr. Giotto..." If you don't make a good decision, you will squeak I can't see you~