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Sequence Throne Seven

"Are you sure that fool will really be fooled?"

In a pizzeria that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, Pete and his group were eating lunch. While they were chewing pizza covered with cheese and ham, they were looking at the local travel guide of Binhai City, flip-flops, black

Wearing sunglasses, floral shirts, and sunhats, they were dressed like a group of out-of-town beachgoers.

Every summer, there are indeed many tourists coming to Binhai City, and foreigners dressed like Peter can be seen everywhere. They all come to enjoy Binhai City’s sunshine and beaches, and of course, there are also Munich beer greenhouses that party all night long.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter at all. As long as he shows up in person, we'll get the money and run away." Pete's eyes under his sunglasses were cold and fierce: "Call Shawar and ask him to prepare a fake to replace it. It will save you money."

Exposed."

The rest of the people either nodded inconspicuously, or ate their French fries pizza in silence. They had done this many times - cutting off the goods midway and then raising the price. The price of each ticket was enough to make people jealous.

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Even if it is rejected, it doesn't matter. Taking the holy relic back and selling it on the black market will still be a huge fortune.

However, there was an accident in this operation. An enemy with unknown origin intercepted the holy relics first, and the opponent was extremely powerful. In order to avoid future troubles, Peter ordered the entire ship to be blown up and the enemy buried. However,

This also caused their goal to be completely lost.

The plan of the White Wolf with Empty Gloves was also an impromptu idea of ​​his, but doing this business is nothing more than trying to gain wealth by taking risks. What's more, many traders don't know the value of the holy relic itself at all. They just think it is something unique.

Collection.

"How's the contact going?"

"Although the other party was reluctant, they still agreed to our offer. The location was set at Baolong Shopping Center, and the time was seven o'clock the day after tomorrow."

"Very good." Peter nodded: "Tell Lewis and Alfred to get ready. We need sniper, an evacuation plan, and alternatives."

"yes."

One person nodded and stood up to leave first. After another ten minutes, Peter and the others slowly left the pizza shop.

Professional and cautious, but what they didn't notice was that the camera on the wall slowly moved at an angle, and the cold infrared rays were pointed in the direction they left.

Song Qian is wearing a light blue dress today, which is blowing by the breeze, just enough to reveal her straight white legs. She wears flat sandals and is lightly painted with powder. At first glance, she doesn't think she is very stunning, but she looks very nice and gentle.

type.

Young girls don’t need to dress up too much, because youth is their beauty.

Today is her class reunion, which means that the classmates who have been together day and night for three years have parted ways, and a new journey has begun. Everyone is heading towards different paths in life. As the saying goes, "Reminiscing about the glorious past, we are just classmates when we were young and in our prime."

Are you angry about book business? I scolded Fang Qiu..." After saying goodbye this time, will we all get married and start a business a few decades later? Looking back, I must be filled with emotion.

Excitement, joy, emotion, sadness? These emotions should have filled Song Qian's heart? Because this may be the most important moment in her youth? Crazy and noisy, with both tears and laughter. Maybe she will tell her classmates

Drinking till the sky is dark? Staying drunk, or pouring out the gossip that her best friends told her in front of a certain boy, making him so embarrassed that he can't even walk down the stairs... Song Qian probably doesn't know how to do this, she

Not that boring? Not that brave either.

But when fate knocked on the door of her home? Everything seemed not so important anymore?

The secret service academy called "Mysterious Investigation Bureau" extended an invitation to her, and it was actually preparing to train her to become a super agent like "007". Her father, who had been "missing" for five years, seemed to be from this academy.

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It was like a meteorite smashing into Song Qian's peaceful life, and her life underwent major changes.

The only thing she knows about the academy now is probably the cold and handsome guy named Han Ye. He looks good when he is wearing clothes, and of course he looks good when he is not wearing clothes...

Ahem, anyway, the other party left her a WeChat message so that she could contact her at any time, but Song Qian thought a lot that day and didn’t know where to start. After thinking about it, she finally had to send one word dryly,

"exist?"

A little humble, but okay.

What she didn't know was that Han Ye was watching the fireworks show that his father was preparing for him on the bridge at that time, so he waited hard all night for no reply, and finally fell asleep holding his cell phone.

Fortunately, Han Ye replied to her early the next morning, and the anger from last night was gone. She chatted with the other party for a whole day. Han Ye seemed to be busy all day, although he had to wait an hour or two for each reply.

, but the answers were all very detailed, so she roughly constructed the appearance of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau in her mind.

First of all, the external name of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau is "College of National Defense History", and its branch campus is located on the outskirts of the capital. It is nominally a branch college affiliated with the China National Defense University, but in fact it is just a name.

There isn't even a "School of History" option at all.

The college implements militarized education. Teachers will teach students special skills including shooting, camouflage, fighting, special driving, wilderness survival and so on. Of course, foreign languages ​​and advanced mathematics are indispensable, as well as the most important history subject, which takes up almost all the credits.

One-third of the total credits.

It is worth mentioning that the history taught in the college is different from the history known to the public. Han Ye did not give her too much explanation, and she probably wouldn't be able to explain it in a while.

After graduating from the National Defense University, the college will arrange graduates to work in the "Mysterious Investigation Bureau". Like the college, the "Mysterious Investigation Bureau" is affiliated with the Ministry of National Defense, but it is just a name. In theory, the Ministry of National Defense has the right to cancel it.

"Mysterious Investigation Bureau", but cannot interfere in its internal affairs.

The academy, or the Mysterious Investigation Bureau, was established with only one purpose, and that is to recover the "holy relics" scattered around the world to prevent them from falling into the wrong hands. Most of these civilizations from ancient times possess incredible powers, and some even

It can easily destroy a small city. Agents trained by the academy wear the disguise of "archaeologists" and are responsible for going deep into the ruins of ancient tombs and bringing these holy relics back safely.

With a country as its backer, the Mysterious Investigation Bureau's justice value should be pretty high. It doesn't sound like a cult. But when she asked about her father's work, most of the answers she got were "Sorry, no comment."

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"Then when will my dad come back?" She typed word by word, although she didn't have high expectations in her heart, she still had some expectations.

"Commissioner Song Zeyu is still performing his mission. Any relevant information is confidential. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

Han Ye's reply was quick and his tone was not strong, but it was not the answer Song Qian wanted. She curled her lips and felt a little tired.

Chatting with Han Ye feels like talking to an artificial intelligence like "Siri". He answers whatever you ask. It's not stiff, but it's not too soft either.

"Here, here!" A thin boy's eyes lit up and he waved to Song Qian. It was Lin Yongkai's younger brother Liu Zitai.

Song Qian's class reunion is held at Marina Square. Tourists usually only need to spend a few hundred yuan to rent a large venue. There is a beach not far away, and it is a good place for entertainment, food and drink.

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"Here we come." She naturally hung her handbags in front of her, stood on tiptoes and trotted over, with a slightly surprised and joyful smile on her face.

"Oh, you are such a beauty. I never noticed it at ordinary times. It feels different without the school uniform. I am really feasting my eyes on you!" Liu Zitai winked at her: "Today, the monitor is treating me to a treat. You can eat and play as you like!"

"Hahaha, then I'm not welcome." Song Qian smiled even happier, her charming face as bright as a summer flower.

I don’t want to think about it anymore! I don’t want to think about it anymore!
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