Intelligence Bureau

Pengo Lie headquarters, southwest corner.

[It's really remote enough. 】Walking on the Southwest Headquarters, a land where the sun rarely shines, Leinart couldn't help turning up the neckline of his windbreaker, as if he wanted to block some kind of coolness that seemed to be absent.

Even so, he was unwilling to button up the windbreaker, perhaps because he considered it a symbol of confinement in principle.

[So how did Minister Arnold think of creating an atmosphere like the Assassination Department in the Intelligence Department. 】If he will definitely set up the intelligence department in a place that attracts everyone's attention... How should I put it, I personally think that the more dangerous the place, the safer it is.

However, Arnold is a cautious person.

So at this point, the two are destined to have differences of opinion.

"Sorry, sir, you can't go in here." A man in a black suit suddenly appeared from the front corner, and walked towards him quickly, and finally stood five meters away from his leisurely pace, with quite proper etiquette.

The goal is also very clear, to stop his progress and advise him to retreat.

So if you come to the exclusive ground of the mafia, black suits will become more common, but not everyone can wear black to the point that he agrees with that person.

Speaking of being so disliked by black, is it really because of the influence of that woman?Because the woman said that white represents purity and black represents darkness, so she embraced white without hesitation and rejected black, so even he who had an Oedipus plot also accepted the same values.

However, it seems quite difficult to fill the dark abyss with holy white.

What's more, the so-called white is all fabricated by oneself. It is worn on the body and reflected in the eyes, but rarely penetrates into the heart.

Lennart looked at the man five meters away, but the appearance of another person was projected in his mind, with a black windbreaker and an aura that could not be ignored. Surely there was no comparison.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he suddenly caught the loophole in his thinking.

He seemed to be transported to some strange place just by looking at the black suit.

In the past, even though he didn't like black, he could ignore it. After all, this color existed too widely.But now, he seems to have unknowingly converted his indifference into a kind of comparison?

Oh, it really is Minister Arnold's charm is too great.

"Huh? I'm here to find Minister Arnold~" The frivolous voice is heard too much in Sicily, where the mafia is everywhere, and people with a little bit of arrogance have this hobby.But it was the first time I saw someone who could call Minister Arnold's name so eloquently.

Moreover, the rhythm of the syllables does not seem to be contemptuous, and it is not clear what it is, in short, it is not annoying.In addition, the other party's face is so exquisite that it makes people lose their temper.

The man stood five steps away in front of Lennart, momentarily stunned.

Lennart curled his lips, ready to walk around the man.

Beauty tricks or something, it works without knowing it. (Enough, what's up with this shiny daffodil attribute!)

"Sorry, sir. Mr. Arnold is working and it is not convenient to accept a visit. Please come back another day, sir."

Fortunately, he woke up quickly and almost let him pass!

The man didn't have time to feel annoyed, and approached Leinart two steps forward, further expressing his position.

"That's not okay. I have something very important to tell Minister Arnold~ For example, how to hold the wedding, how to arrange the new house, these are issues that are a matter of life. If Minister Arnold, who is a bride-to-be, doesn't give some advice, I will It's very distressing." I don't know if it's because of the fact that Leinart is a little bit distressed that the other party wakes up too quickly, or because of the twitching of the brain, he stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the corner of his forehead, frowning slightly.

In the eyes of the other party, it is the image of a resentful man whose life-long event has been delayed...

"You mean that Minister Arnold is going to get married?!" The man couldn't help exclaiming, this conclusion is not difficult to guess, after all, the man in white's words are very straightforward.But, that is Minister Arnold standing on the top of the single nobles!

What's even more incredible is that the man in front of him really gave him the feeling that he blocked the two lovers from finally getting married...

No, the focus seems to have been misplaced, and some details have been overlooked.

The man in white smiled and said nothing.

"Bring him in." There was a slight sound of opening the door from around the corner, followed by a man's voice that was a little cooler than the air.

"Yes, Mr. Arnold... This gentleman, please follow me." The man received such an order before he could react from the shocking news, but his body and language system almost came into operation by conditioned reflex.

It can be seen that well-trained.

However, such a well-trained person will inevitably have a brain crash.Therefore, he didn't notice the playful smile on the lips of the man in white and the triumphant look of "I'm still in~" when the office door was closed again.

It wasn't until he was alone in the world outside the door for more than 5 minutes that he gradually adjusted his lagging thinking...

Just say there is something wrong, how could Minister Arnold be the bride, bastard!Even if it's a bride, the groom shouldn't be a man!

The man's eyes widened as if he saw a Jurassic dinosaur, staring at the closed door. Is the man in the white trench coat a lunatic? !

Such crazy words, in this era, can never be accepted by the public.

Those who are familiar with him may guess that this may be the man's resistance, unique, extreme, and against the times.

in the office

"It's really not easy to meet Minister Arnold." Lennart put his hands in his belt, and his windbreaker was pulled up behind his waist, looking very... not flat.

Arnold felt that it was a miracle that he could bear it until now, just like just now, he didn't want to hear the man's more shameful speech, he could directly torture him, instead of sitting here and watching He is fooling around.

Maybe it would be boring to torture a person who has no desire to fight.

After finding the reason, Arnold felt much clearer, and even the people in front of him were more pleasing to the eye.

"Ztak has started to move." Arnold glanced at the man who was standing still, and then turned his gaze back to the document in his hand without moving away.

"Well, I know, Mr. Giotto has spent his 'energy' on this matter..." Arnold paused his hand approving the document, and continued.

"However, I'm more interested in this matter now, but you, Minister Arnold~, why did you agree to contact me?" If you are in a good mood and suddenly want to send information like this, it is not allowed.

That face, which is almost the same as the white windbreaker, is full of sickness and interest.Those peach-blossom eyes glowing with microwaves, looked straight at the light and soft pale yellow opposite with a smile.

Minister Arnold, I'm quite curious...