Intelligence Bureau

Sicily is a beautiful place. When you are there, you feel like you are traveling through history.From ancient Greece to Rome, Byzantium, Arabia, Germanic...one step at a time, each civilization complements each other.

Most of the buildings here are classical and Moorish. If it weren't for the hurried and domineering men in black everywhere on the street, this would be a peaceful and beautiful paradise.

Andrea followed Lennart with a calm expression and detoured one after another on the winding paths. The sunlight shot down from the gaps in the leaves, and the printed paths were even more mysterious and colorful.

After 10 minutes, they stopped.

In front of you is a Moorish building that can be seen everywhere in Sicily. Under the setting sun, it glows with a golden soft light. If you look carefully, you can also see small water waves flowing on the lines of the building.

Because opposite this building is a gentle and beautiful bay.

Just when Andrea was shocked by the scenery, Leinart in front suddenly turned his head, his thick black hair was blown gently on the side of his face by the wind, because the corner of his mouth was curved, the tip of his hair was almost along the corner of his mouth Curved into the mouth, smiling like that...

mystery?Like the small path he walked just now, the winding path leads to seclusion, making it elusive for him.

Andrea felt more and more that her calmness as an intelligence officer was being wiped out by this man little by little.

"Little Andrea, you have to keep up, or you may be caught and eaten by the bad guys~" After leaving a sentence, the white figure was already standing in front of the door, and the corner of the windbreaker that was raised was on Andrea's face. There was nothing left in his vision.

Deputy Minister Lenat Costa, please don't treat me like a child!

Lennart just knocked on the door, the sound was so insignificant under this grand Moorish building, it was impossible to be noticed.However, the tall door creaked open after such a sound, and for a moment, Andrea felt that she had come to a time tunnel.

The sun shines brightly inside the door.

Immediately, a middle-aged man in a well-tailored black suit ushered them into the building.Go through the layers of horseshoe arches and come to the innermost building.

There, stood a man, very different from the neat and rigorous suit of the middle-aged man leading the way. He was only wearing a thin white shirt with a wide open neckline, and a black tie hanging loosely around his neck. breath.

However, the most representative is not these, but the red lines on his right cheek.Such a man stood there with his hands in his black trouser pockets and watched them approaching step by step expressionlessly, and Andrea felt a sense of oppression sweeping like a gust of wind.

Different from Lennart's aura, this person's is direct and violent, and his body is full of signs that strangers should not get close to him.

"G, have you followed Giotto for so many years and haven't asked him about the changes in facial expressions? See, my little Andrea is scared." Leinart walked over with a smile, as if he was not intimidated by the man's breath at all. .

Andrea tried his best to maintain a calm facial expression, so he wasn't frightened!Mr. Lennart, you gave too many surprises!

Perhaps the phrase that the passion of life is everywhere fits a man named Lennart Costa.

The man called G was obviously not interested in responding to Lennart's words, but looked at his smiling peach-blossom eyes and facial muscles without moving.

"Giotto is out, come with me." After the man finished speaking briefly, his red eyes flashed sharply over Andrea, and Andrea was startled.

Lennart shrugged his shoulders in his usual lazy posture, turned his head and smiled at Andrea, and said, "Little Andrea, wait for me here for a while, don't be wiped out by uncle." After speaking, he smiled meaningfully I glanced at the middle-aged man.

In a word, one of the two parties didn't know why, and the other had thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past.

Looking at the backs of the two men leaving one after the other, it is obvious that there is a kind of unruliness in common, but the two people interpret this word differently.

会议 室

"Giotto gave it to you, it's best to keep it in your mind." As soon as he entered the meeting room, G took out a document from the office cabinet and handed it to Lennart, then leaned on the sofa, no longer entertaining guests conscious.

Lennart smiled indifferently, took the file and flipped through it quickly.Immediately he sighed: "As expected of a minister~Handsome and capable~."

This sentence obviously made the person on the sofa unhappy, the red eyes quickly stared at the person holding the document, and he clearly said that it was given by Giotto, is it a mistake to praise someone?

"Do the two bosses have any other orders? It's not good for one of them to accidentally step on a landmine." Leinart closed the document, crossed his legs and sat on the opposite sofa, looking at the man with fiery red hair with a leisurely expression .

G glanced at him lightly, with an expression on his face [I don't think you are a person who will obey orders, it was a waste of saliva].

Lennart was lying innocently on the sofa.

Immediately, the door of the conference room was opened, and the servant brought in two steaming cups of coffee. Unfortunately, Lennart didn't smell the familiar smell. On the contrary, the cup of coffee was black and pure.

After the servant delivered the coffee, he whispered something to G, and after seeing G's expression, Lennart turned his attention back to the coffee. It was just as they expected, wasn't it?

He squinted at the time for coffee to meditate, and G was already drinking his own share very leisurely.The transparent hot air hits the face, it is mellow but bitter, it is really hard to eat.

"Then, dear Mr. G, how about we talk about the details of the plan?" Lennart never took the cup of coffee, put his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, before opening his mouth leisurely.

These two people who have no serious appearance are destined to kill time, but the two people who have a good understanding do not raise any objections to this pattern, but continue their lethargy until the sun goes down.

"Ah... I actually forgot that little Andrea was still waiting for me, what a sin." Suddenly, the man who had smoked to the end of the second cigarette slowly got up from the sofa. guilt.

The door of the meeting room was finally opened, and Leinart walked towards the living room a few steps ahead of G. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Andrea sleeping with his head tilted on the sofa, his golden head pointing in the air A little bit cute.

Lennart walked over and put his hands on his head and rubbed it. "As an intelligence officer, it's okay to be vigilant without even a little bit of vigilance, little Andrea~"

Andrea woke up suddenly, and stared blankly at the smiling Lennart with her newly opened blue eyes, a series of emotions flashed in her eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Lennart patted his head again, then straightened up and staggered away from him.

"Well...Mr. Lennart taught me the right lesson." Andrea also stood up quickly, pulling off the shapeless black suit that was sleeping, and lowered her head.

Lennart raised an eyebrow, not commenting on his answer.

"Now that you've had enough sleep, you'll have the energy to take on the task. I'll just say it once, little Andrea, please listen carefully~"

"Klia is a mafia organization, which is different from the general mafia. Its members are all British, and it is not a full-time mafia. Its purpose is to steal high-level British secrets and carry out reactionary actions. Our goal this time is likely to be in the There, your task is to sneak into Klia and report all useful information to me."

After a few words, Andrea's blue eyes could no longer be opened wider, and she was a little dull as if she had heard some Arabian Nights.

Lennart smiled gently: "Don't be afraid, little Andrea, just give full play to your strengths, and your dear deputy minister will take care of the rest." G made a nasal sound with strong disdain, Nat took it heartily.