Intelligence Bureau

The shadow under the lamp whitewashes the memories.

The man in white walked away from the edge of the deck without a trace, humming a ditty in the sea breeze, and turned a blind eye to the mocking eyes of the man in black.

About a month ago, it was also the same scene, with such a person, such a posture, lying down and standing up, but I don't know whether it is a coincidence or destiny.

Watching the man's black hair blown by the wind, Arnold fell into deep thought, why he was allowed to follow, why he was allowed to hide the information again and again, and delayed again and again.He obviously didn't intend to delve into these details, but he still couldn't help thinking about it. This kind of himself is too abnormal.

Could it be that the previous him would let go of the details like this? The answer is completely negative.

"It's just because Minister Arnold came at the wrong time... I just left, and little Andrea will definitely go crazy." Facing the sea breeze, all the words he said were accompanied by some rumbling dubbing.

Arnold raised his eyebrows slightly, the people who followed him so shamelessly had reason to blame him.

Moreover, the assistant should really go crazy if he blows the sea breeze when his illness is not cured, right?

"Isn't it normal to have such a crazy boss?" Arnold turned his head and said to the blue sky.

"Wrong, it should be crazy, crazy obsession~"

"..."

Arnold suddenly felt that he was cuter when he fell into the water when he was with him last time. Of course, he who fainted not long ago was much better than he is now.In short, this person, only when he is a little bit embarrassed is not so bad.

This trip was far longer than the last one, but it passed peacefully. No one fell into the water... Only one person who had a fever because of too much cold wind lay in bed for three days.

After crossing the waterway, there is still a long land journey. If you omit all kinds of shameless behaviors of someone, Arnold would be satisfied with getting the information he wanted before the end of the journey.

When you set foot on the Bavaria region of South Germany, you can see the prosperity of this country everywhere.The majestic churches that combine Italian Baroque architecture with German national architecture are a major representative.

Inside the carriage, it is a different scenery.

Arnold was sitting upright with his eyes closed, and across from him, someone was lying on his side and paying attention to him.

"God seems to have gathered all the beautiful things on Minister Arnold, which is a bit unfair." The whole person said, never tired of watching.

The soft upbeat sound circled around in the small carriage for a few times, and it was transmitted to Arnold's ears without missing a word. His closed eyes showed signs of eyeballs shaking.

"Lenate Costa, I should have told you not to disturb me." He didn't open his eyes, didn't move, only a cold voice proved that the person opposite was still breathing.

Lennart chuckled lightly, and propped up half of his body. "Really? Maybe the wind is too strong, I didn't hear it."

In the almost closed carriage, where is the wind coming from?

"You should protect your mouth, it's your only weapon."

"Don't worry, I cherish it very much, because Minister Arnold is still waiting for it to love~"

The gray-blue eyes suddenly opened, and they shot straight towards the opposite side, as if a faint blue light burst out from those eyes.And that person was still smiling freely.

It was not the first time he had heard similar words, and he was never moved by them.But when he heard these shameless words being used against him, he still wanted to torture him severely!

It's just that now is not the time for torture.

The head of the British Secret Intelligence Service, Queen Victoria's right-hand man, Peng Lie's strongest cloud guard, and Arnold has enough patience.But Arnold seems to be too arbitrarily attributed to super endurance.

Tolerating the other person to violate one's principles has nothing to do with endurance.For example, people who disturbed him while he was resting were not punished accordingly.

"If you can't control your mouth, I'll manage it for you." If the handcuffs pass through the middle, you won't be able to open your mouth.

"How does Minister Arnold want to manage it for me? Use your..." mouth?Before the conversation was over, the person opposite had already got out of the car.

Lennart smiled to himself and said it didn't matter, he swallowed the words back to his stomach, accumulating that it would be the same when he released it next time.When he got out of the car slowly, Arnold's figure had almost disappeared at the corner of the street.

He shook his head again, and followed at a leisurely pace, walking on Arnold's left hand side, by the side of the road.

This was the first time that the two walked side by side, but Leinart, who was obviously a centimeter taller than Arnold, was half a head lower than him at this moment.Then Lennart squeezed in...

Arnold frowned and turned his head.The road is so big, why does he have to squeeze in with him?Then he noticed the man standing at the foot of the sidewalk steps as a carriage whizzed past his right arm, curling his thick black hair.

Arnold, who was satisfied with looking down from this angle, stretched his brows a little, but in the next second, his body was pushed aside, and the original position was occupied by a smiling man in white.

Obviously there is space for 5 people on the right side... Arnold looked directly at the other party dissatisfied, a little sullen, this man really never gave up provoking his anger.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll be shy, Minister Arnold~"

Forget it, there is no need to worry about this trivial matter.Arnold turned his head and concentrated on walking his own way, ignoring the people around him.

However, there was still a low murmuring sound coming into my ears... [Good intentions are not rewarded ~ I have already used my own life to replace the risk of being hit by a carriage while walking on the side of the road, but I am still treated coldly, it is really heartbreaking Can't speak...]

Arnold raised an eyebrow.If you can't speak, just shut up.

The two of them walked for a long time in a crutch, until Arnold stopped, and then Leinart stopped.Because no matter how much he asked during the period, the arrogant Arnold was unwilling to answer him for half a word, so he had no choice but to follow.

"Minister Arnold, don't you want to stay with Major General Donggu?"

Looking at the simple but upscale hotel in front of him, Lennart tilted his head and smiled at Arnold, who was as stern as ever.

"It's D Spedo." Although he admitted that D Spedo's image does look like a mushroom, but Lennart would feel like he was talking to a psychopath when he took a bite of a mushroom.

No, this cognition has long been limited to mushrooms.

"Minister Arnold cares so much about a title. Could it be that he has something to tell with Mr. Major General?" The words were full of ambiguity, coupled with the inadvertently picked tone, the ambiguity was almost overflowing.

Arnold ignored it directly, and walked towards the hotel. Lennart followed with an ambiguous smile.

After entering the hotel, when Arnold went straight to the room with his luggage, Lennart realized that he had nothing...

There is a box of clothes beside him, no documents and no money... In his mind, Andrea automatically flashed through the bag of documents and wallets, complaining about his appearance, and then he didn't take Andrea with him when he went out. So now one person stands in the foreground.

All the spare money on his body had been spent when buying the boat ticket, and Arnold's figure had long since disappeared from the corner of his eyes. Finally, he leaned forward and gave the front desk clerk what he thought was the most charming smile. Obviously he I know which angle is the most attractive to me.

The blond waitress at the front desk blushed and listened to his overtones.

"Hello, I want to know which room my wife, that is, Arnold, lives in. He seems to have some misunderstandings about me and refuses to go home. I have to explain it to him. Can you help me?" It seems so sincerely.

The waitress immediately froze in place, unable to react.It must have been too windy, she seemed to have heard something extraordinary.

"Beautiful lady? Can't you help me? I'm really worried about my wife..." Lennart approached her, his bony hands waving back and forth in front of her, trying to regain the waitress' will.

"Ah... Let me show you, Mrs. Arnold, I live in 309." As if realizing that her gaffe had neglected the customer, the waitress immediately bowed deeply and told Lenat what she knew.

Then when she looked up, she could no longer see any human beings at the front desk except herself.

She rubbed her eyes, held her chin and meditated for a while...

One minute later, "!!! Mrs. Arnold is a man!" The terrified waitress looked at the stairs, unable to close her mouth for a long time. Fortunately, she supported her chin with her hand so that it would not fall.