TARGET FOUR Suspect target: handsome man coming out of the bath! Part 1
I was wearing a maid outfit, with a black puffy skirt as the base, a white apron with wide ruffles tied around my waist, and a ruffled maid headband on my head. The fabric of the maid outfit was all exquisite, and it looked a little cute on me.
I was holding the assessment report card from the X-Agent Organization, my fingers unconsciously twisting a strand of hair on my temples, the sunlight gently shining through the window lattice, illuminating the sad look on my face.
On the report card in my hand, I was shocked to see a shameful score of 48 points, and in the note column on the lower right corner it said: Extremely dangerous level. This extremely dangerous level meant that if I failed again next time, I would be expelled from the organization. In other words, if I failed this mission, I would never have another chance!
Then I had no other choice. Only by completing the task perfectly this time could I continue to stay in the organization, and this time's task... I sighed deeply again, pulled out another piece of kraft paper from the back of the transcript, looked at the freehand handwriting on it, and I felt so worried.
On the slightly yellowed kraft paper, the mission for this time was written: Find out the true identity of Baron Hilo's mask! A line of small words was attached below: This mission card will automatically detonate in 30 seconds.
Want to find out the true identity of Baron Hilo's mask? Giving such a difficult task to a rookie like me, isn't it too difficult for me? I can't even take care of things like explosions. I hold my chin with a frown on my face. I can't even describe how depressed I am. Although I have the determination, I always feel a little uneasy and uneasy.
The sun shines in from the window, shining on my cheeks, warm, but it can't dispel the haze in my heart. At the same time, there is a silly golden retriever lying on the window, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail. This guy has been wagging his tail outside the window to get my attention.
I was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. I walked over with my eyes drooping and a look of indifference on my face, closing the curtains to block the golden retriever from my sight. Then I sat down, my eyes fixed on the distance, and fell into a vortex of thoughts.
All kinds of thoughts were swirling in my mind. What should I do? Can I complete such a difficult task? If I fail to complete this task, I must leave the organization. But can I do it? Although I want to confidently say that I can, I really have to admit that I can't do it at all! If I fail to complete the task by then, I don't know if Duverg will show leniency to me and keep me in this organization! Alas, with Duverg's personality, it is simply impossible to ask him for help. What should I do then? I am almost going crazy!
While my thoughts were racing, suddenly, the door was opened rudely, and the shrill voice of the butler with a goatee came to my ears.
"You are actually being lazy here. Don't you know there is a lot of work to do?"
The butler with a goatee walked in, stroking the high-quality obsidian cufflinks that shone with a soft halo on his cuffs. I have to say that the Doug family really pays attention to clothing taste, so exquisite that the cufflinks are decorated with obsidian. Behind the butler with a goatee, several senior maids followed in, looking at me with arrogance and expressionless faces.
I immediately stood up, put my hands behind my back, crumpled the papers in my hand, and quickly greeted, "Hello, Supervisor." Only then did I remember that the task card would explode, and the feel of it at this moment had already sent me a danger signal, because the task card had become hot!
"Instead of just slacking off here, go clean up the luxurious bedroom!" The butler with a goatee raised his chin high, not even looking at me.
While he was looking away, I suddenly took action and threw the paper ball out of the window.
The paper ball drew a beautiful parabola in the air, then hit the window frame, bounced back, and flew towards the goatee steward. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but in my opinion, the paper ball has turned slightly red.
Finished! I didn't have time to think, I rushed forward with a quick step, and hit the goatee steward on the right side of his face with a roundhouse kick, kicking him to the left, thus avoiding the exploding paper ball.
The row of maids behind the goateed butler were stunned. No matter how rich their imaginations were, I guaranteed that they had never seen a real-life version of beating their boss in their lives.
The butler with a goatee fell towards the European medieval armor statue. With a loud bang, the armor collapsed and parts flew all over the ground. The butler with a goatee fell to the ground, and the helmet was firmly put on his head, and the paper ball fell accurately into the gap of the helmet's mouthguard.
In that instant, there was a loud bang, and the mission card exploded in the helmet. After a flash of light, a puff of smoke rose.
Everyone stood there in a daze, their brains unable to react at all, staring blankly at the goateed steward's helmet exploding.
At this moment, I suddenly remembered the old-fashioned popcorn...
As the smoke rose, the goateed steward's groans came from inside his helmet. Because he was wearing the helmet, even the groaning sounds seemed to be muffled inside.
"Oh my God, are you trying to kill me? What are you still standing there for? Come and help me up !" The goatee-bearded butler howled in pain.
The maid beside him finally reacted, and rushed forward, helping him up.
The goateed steward took off his helmet and his face was fried black. His hair was fried like a bird's nest and smoking. His neatly trimmed goatee, which he was proud of, had long been blown by the high temperature and turned into a curl.
"Grayya, just wait for me!" His face was all carbon black, his teeth were bared and his brows were frowned in pain, which made his teeth look particularly white. "What are you still standing there for? Help me see a doctor!" The butler with a goatee that was blown into carbonized color was helped out tremblingly, and his painful groans echoed throughout the corridor.
As soon as he left, the remaining maids standing at the door looked at me with pity, as if to say that I was doomed. Then they started to attack me: "Hey, so-and-so, go clean the largest living room on the second floor!"
"Also clean the entire corridor on the third floor."
"Don't forget to wax the floors on the first to fourth floors."
These senior maids launched an offensive against me, a newbie who had beaten up my boss, because in their eyes, I would not stay long and would be kicked out soon.
Before I could finish my words, my arms were stuffed with clean sheets, cleaning supplies, clothes, etc., and soon my vision was blocked by the hill in my arms.
I heard the sound of a door closing. Deep in the corridor, the voices of the maids talking and laughing gradually faded away, and the room returned to silence.
All of this happened so suddenly. I was surprised to find that the butler with the goatee was so resilient... After making sure they were all far away, I quickly dropped the things in my arms and took out a map with a clear map of the detailed layout of the mansion. As for how this confidential map came about...
My thoughts drifted until morning. I staggered to the side door and accepted the golden retriever's gift of opening the door. Then I saw this guy holding the map in his mouth and handing it to me, as if he had known that I wanted to secretly visit this mansion. Is my mind so easy to guess? Even the dog knows...
The corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily, and I forced myself to study the map.
The map is in a north-south layout, with signs marking the first to fourth floors. The front and back yards, narrow paths, rockery and fountains are all clearly marked. Ventilation ducts that lead here or there are specially explained, and some places are even marked in red, which really takes good care of my IQ.
According to the route and direction I took when I came in, I preliminarily determined my current location. In order to reach Daogezeye's room, I had to crawl through an extremely narrow and long ventilation duct, and this ventilation duct just passed through the room above my head.
So lucky? I immediately perked up, looked up, and found that the ventilation duct was right in the center of the room, so I quickly dragged a table and climbed up.
My hand touched the grille at the opening of the ventilation duct and I pushed hard but it didn't budge. I realized that the grille was quite sturdy and would be difficult to open without external force.
I looked around and suddenly found a samurai sword next to the scattered armor fragments. My eyes immediately lit up. This thing is perfect for causing damage!
I climbed down and grabbed the big knife, and stabbed the ventilation duct hard. While I was busy, the door was pushed open, and a maid stood at the door with her mouth wide open, looking at me. I held the big knife in my hand and looked at her in the same way. After we stared at each other for a long time, she closed the door and ran away - what a wise decision!
I ignored her and continued to pry the grille of the vent with the machete. Finally, after a crisp sound, the grille was finally "opened" by me. Without hesitation, I stretched my hands and shrunk myself into the narrow ventilation duct, and then the fire in my heart burned: This is simply the daily life of an agent! Isn't this the life I long for? So, I accelerated and crawled all the way. Although it was difficult in such a narrow and closed space, it could not extinguish the fire in my heart.
I climbed a long way and turned several forks in the road. When I didn't even know where I was, I suddenly remembered that I was so stupid as not to bring a map with me!
What should I do? Isn't this the end? My heartbeat immediately started to speed up. In this place, I couldn't even turn around, let alone climb back! Moreover, there was a lot of dust in the ventilation duct. If I wasn't careful, I would inhale it into my nose, and my lungs and chest would itch and feel very uncomfortable.
"A-choo!" I sneezed violently, and then suddenly heard a horrible cracking sound, followed by a series of metal breakage and slipping sounds.
Before I could even get scared, I fell out of the ventilation duct, and after a series of clanging sounds, I finally landed on the ground. This time I was completely dizzy.
After a long time, the smoke and dust finally dissipated. I held my dizzy head and waved away the smoke, feeling that I was trapped in darkness. Looking around, I realized that this was a closed room without windows. The room was not big, with an area of only a dozen square meters. The floor and walls were paved with uniform metal square tiles, which had a high-tech feel. There was only one dim floor lamp in the whole room to provide lighting.
I took a breath for a moment, my eyes gradually focused, my vision gradually adapted to the light in front of me, and I saw a simple hanger not far away, on which hung a black suit, with a black cape on the inside and red on the outside. Next to the suit, there was also a metal half-masked mask hanging. This turned out to be the clothes of Baron Shiloh's mask! I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly looked around, and found that there were many high-tech weapons displayed next to it, and a red European leather sofa was placed against the other wall, and a half-drunk bottle of red wine was placed on the small table in front of the sofa.
I jumped up and took two steps at a time to take a closer look, and turned the clothes carefully with my hands. I could feel the smoothness of the fabric, which was very exquisite. And the metal mask also reflected a faint light.
This is the clothes of Baron Hilo Mask! I was so surprised that I couldn't close my mouth. Since the clothes of Baron Hilo Mask can appear here, it means that this is the home of Baron Hilo Mask? This is Douge Zeye's house, could it be that Baron Hilo Mask is Douge Zeye?
This is explosive news. I never thought that Baron Shiloh's mask was actually someone close to me! How should I tell the headquarters?
After thinking about it, I raised my wrist, planning to use the agent bracelet on my wrist to contact the headquarters, but only then did I realize that the bracelet had been hit due to the fall just now and had begun to display garbled characters.
"What's going on? Why did it fail at such an urgent moment?" I anxiously slapped the bracelet hard, but it would have been fine if I hadn't slapped it. After I slapped it, the light went out completely.
"What a high-tech thing! It's not reliable at all!" I put my hand down in disappointment and began to look around the room. I didn't find an exit in the dark little room. The door, which was covered with the same metal bricks as the wall, was also locked tightly. It simply trapped my beautiful little agent and future star Greya here!
