Chapter 574

3 p.m. is a special time.

At that time, lunch has just ended and afternoon tea has not yet started. Food stores will seize this golden break to rest and prepare materials for the upcoming peak of business.

However, no matter how lazy you are during the break, as long as there is no special event, serious profit seeking shops generally do not hang the sign of closure. Therefore, when the character [Close] jumps in front of the candy house in the forest, people who come and go naturally feel strange.

"Mr. Oliver, today you are..."

"Sorry, sorry." the kind Oliver put down his wooden card and nodded to his neighbor. "Relatives from Rhode Island suddenly came, so they had to..."

"Family dinner?" the neighbor suddenly realized.

"Yes, prepare a family dinner."

"My granddaughter was still clamoring to eat your strawberry cake last night, but your relatives came, there was no way..."

"There's still some cake left!" Oliver said quickly. "I'll have it wrapped for little Luna right away. By the way, I'm at fault today, so the cake is free!"

"How interesting..."

"It's all a little effort..."

The store was closed for nearly an hour. During this period, suspicious people of color came and went in and out of the back kitchen, hiding their heads, showing their tails, rat eyes and thief eyebrows.

The truth didn't come out until the enthusiastic neighbor saw the cake from one of them.

Unexpectedly... The noses of those maggots down the street are really smart!

Lorraine saw everything.

It was not until 80% of the finished products in the store were consumed and no one came to the door for five minutes that the waiters on duty were free to complain about Mr. Oliver's kindness. People with full cartons in their hands clocked out happily.

"The second accident today, you hired real civilians in the intelligence stronghold?" Lorraine asked with great interest.

Women's Rashid, or SIG, has an agitated face.

"Only fools worry that civilians will increase the risk of stronghold exposure, but in fact, even trained intelligence agents can only play others on specific occasions. The only thing we can do to achieve long-term lurking is to turn ourselves into others."

"This is the first place that surprised me today." Lorraine took a scoop of the cake and glanced at Seager strangely. "Although I knew you were an impostor and knew your gender a few days ago... It's better to meet than to be famous. Except for your appearance, you are completely another person."

"It's just the difference between women and men." Seager shrunk his mouth. "Come on, how much did you dig out?"

Lorraine put down his spoon and looked through the information he got. It was collected and delivered by those temporary employees in front of SIG. It was zero and messy. The paper, handwriting and even educational level were different. Lorraine felt a headache no matter how many times he read it.

"Borg tavern, the candy house in the forest, the chelsley house on the street, Lucas winery, Lundy cafe, Ralph's house on the street... Time is limited, the things you can dig out are very limited, and the lock of relevant people has not been done deliberately... How? Are you satisfied?"

Seager's face is darker.

Today is the first exercise of the highest intelligence transmission program. She designed the program herself. She thought the whole program was perfect. Who knows, it took only half an hour, and Lorraine pulled out 80% of the nodes.

"Which link is the problem!"

"Manpower." Lorraine brightened his biceps. "The tunnel is your biggest failure, because the foundation of Wesley street is a mountain. With your manpower, the tunnel can't be dug too far anyway."

"Don't try to confuse the public!" sig's face smelly and unmoved. "No matter how short the tunnel is, you have to know the starting point first!"

Lorraine turned his head in disgust: "I hate women who chase after me."

"I hate men who hide their heads and tails."

"Lucas winery." Lorraine chuckled. "Haina met the man who transferred information for you at the door of the florist. Her eyes are treasures. She can't even hide your cross dressing from her."

"Aha! Idiot Harry, you're dead..."

……

A more convincing excuse covered by obvious logical loopholes is the standard routine of weaving lies. Although it seems old-fashioned, Lorraine can't admit that his victory comes from luck.

The first lucky thing is that opposite Lucas winery is the hotel.

The second lucky thing was that the observation posts of both sides were opposite the door.

The third lucky thing was that Haina happened to be in the observation post.

The fourth lucky thing is that LES of Lundi coffee was so focused that he made a low-level mistake.

Countless flukes led Harry to Haina, and all sig's exquisite designs finally became snake feet.

But victory is victory. Since sig has no reason to give up the Wesley Street stronghold she has operated for five or six years because of an exercise like confrontation, Lorraine has mastered the identity of a large group of hostages.

The two sides finally had an open and frank exchange. Lorraine made a perfect start on his second trip to Boston.

In the candy house in the forest, Seager, who recognized the planting, showed a pleasing professionalism and ability.

"Let's start with an unexpected harvest." she stirred the newly served coffee. "Cotton jack, hound Henry and Viking bonette appeared in Boston at the same time. They were summoned by a summoning order. The nominal publisher was cotton Jack. The black Prince Bellamy and his Vida, who were also in the summoning range, were missing."

Lorraine revealed the difference outside the calculation for the first time today.

"Is there anything at the auction that can interest pirates?"

"Nothing in the pirate world can arouse the interest of the pirate king unless it can conquer valkiri's ship." sig commented mercilessly.

Lorraine couldn't help laughing: "I just put forward the possibility as objectively as possible. Don't be sarcastic. It's not conducive to cooperation."

"I just told you that the possibility is zero. If I were sarcastic, I would say [ah, your Majesty the white flag pirate king thinks so low of his head]."

Lorraine shrugged. "So you think they're coming for me?"

"It's more than half possible," Seager said. "After baster, there are no forces in the pirate world that can fight you. When there is a rope slowly closing around your neck, someone will always try to save themselves."

"I'll investigate this matter. Time is limited. Let's get down to business."

"Business..." sig thought for a moment. "The invitation to the auction of asylum villa was sent out two months ago, and I only found five. Remove one Archduke and two governors, there are only two targets you can persuade."

"One is Baron bartolomio of Portugal, a rich man and slave owner who lives in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. It is said that he is a fanatical supporter of the queen. His biggest hobby is coastal BBQ, and the material is young female slaves."

Lorraine rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "it sounds like it's hard for me to find a common language with him..."

"You can stand directly in front of him." Seager frowned. "You disgraced his queen in Madrid. He will surely throw white gloves at you, and then you can kill him and inherit his property."

"Can duels inherit property?"

"Aren't you a pirate?"

Lorraine couldn't find a reason to refute, so she could only blink apologetically: "next, thank you."

"Oh, shame of pirates!" Seager whispered and cleared his throat. "The second is Mr. biloni green, an American mining tycoon who lives in Hartford, Connecticut. It is said that he has maintained good relations with many members of the Confederation Parliament and is the money bag of the Republican Party."

"Do you know Heim Solomon? It is rumored that Mr. Green played a less positive role in the ending of the legendary businessman. Although he can't verify the truth of the rumor, he is indeed the largest creditor of the Solomon family. With only one word, he can make the beautiful miss izia Solomon homeless."

Lorraine stared at sig's delicate face for a long time: "I didn't expect your manpower to be so abundant."

"Care about your companions. The boys always take pains."

"I'm very moved, really." Lorraine stood up. "I'll let you know when I get the invitation."

"Go slowly, no delivery."

After sitting all afternoon, but completely unable to plug in, Katrina finally heard the farewell signal and hurriedly stood up with Lorraine.

Seager suddenly narrowed his eyes. "Miss Katrina Dibo?"

"Huh?"

"I'm Sigrid, Sigrid Christina tracia. May I have the honor to buy you a cup of coffee?"

Katrina glanced at Lorraine and found that Lorraine didn't say anything.

"Not interested, thank you."

SIG was a little hurt, and Tingting stood up: "miss Dibo, as an excellent woman with men's clothing experience, I thought we would have many interesting topics."

"Maybe." Katrina put on her hat, "but it doesn't hinder my decision not to have coffee. Goodbye."

……

The date is over.

Seager sat by the window with his cheeks on his back, watching the sunset on lighthouse hill.

Lorraine and Katrina had gone out of the candy house, met Hannah in the house, and soon waited for the carriage.

There was a sound through the window intermittently.

"Captain, I want to know the reason why you asked me to wear men's clothes to the appointment!"

"Uh... PlanB?"

"Are you going to let me sell my hue?"

"It's just to establish a good communication environment when you are weak. Hue... It's always your freedom!"

"Really?"

"I can swear to God."

"Don't you believe in niord?"

"Nyold is very generous. I can accommodate your faith at this time..."

The door of the carriage closed here.

SIG sighed heavily: "sure enough, Drake chamber of Commerce doesn't have any guys who can make people happy..."