TARGET SIX New Mission: The Greatest Enemy Part 1
Ever since I won the title of "Dancing Queen", my silly photo of me holding the trophy has been hung behind all the party queens. In all the photos, I was smiling the most silly.
From then on, my life has changed a little. I used to be considered a transparent creature when walking on the street, but now I would be secretly stared at by others, and some people would even boldly approach me and shyly hand me love letters with aristocratic airs.
This also made me famous in the Orendu Academy from then on, and many people came to make friends with me. This made it difficult for me to adapt for a while. After all, with my rough edges and dull nerves, I still hope to be like before, walking on the street eating ice cream cones, rubbing my face all over with ice cream, and then giving a big silly smile to the sun. This is the free life!
"Ah... Duverger is giving me even more stinky looks!"
I sat down on a European-style garden chair, propped my elbows on the glass tabletop with my cheek in my hands, and sighed as I recalled the scene that had just happened.
Just a while ago, I walked along the green path, enjoying the beautiful scenery of yellow leaves flying in the sky and taking brisk steps - the weather in early autumn is really good, so something lucky must be happening!
With a rare girlish complex in my heart, I ran towards the secret restaurant, intending to give him the usual news report .
I was also very noticed along the way, with three or two people always peeking at me. I pretended not to see them, thinking I could walk to the Duverg Apartment without any danger, but I didn't expect that I would be stopped by a thin boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses at the door of the secret restaurant.
"Hi! Hello, are you Greya? I really want to make friends with you, is that okay?" The boy politely took out a pink-covered letter from his pocket and handed it to me. At the same time, he shyly pushed his glasses and said, "Please accept it."
"I... hehe... I..."
Smelling the perfume emanating from the envelope, I smiled foolishly, not knowing how to answer, feeling extremely depressed. If I had known earlier, I would have communicated with Duverger using the secret agent communication device, so that I wouldn't have to come out and suffer these embarrassing things!
But that was all Duverg's fault. He said he was afraid of leaking information because he suspected that our communication equipment had been monitored by experts.
Did you hear me? I just had a suspicion! He ordered me to come all the way to him. He was just being overbearing and authoritarian! He didn't even care about my feelings at the moment!
Just when I was at a loss, the letter in front of me was suddenly taken away. I looked up and saw Duverg with a sullen face. He was holding the love letter in his hand, his mouth turned to one side, and he was looking back and forth at us with a cold look.
"Hi! Duverg!" I immediately greeted Duverg like a lackey, putting on a smirk on my face, trying to appear innocent.
"Please don't block the door with your flirting, it's an eyesore!"
This was not polite at all, and the boy with gold-rimmed glasses immediately became unhappy. He raised his voice with his flat chest and scolded: "How can you be so uncultured? Don't you know that I am confessing my love to this lady? Give me back my letter!"
"Yes, I am like this, I don't like to read..." Duverger tilted his head, using his height and physique to look down at the boy, and waited for a while before slowly saying, "Then, don't read!" As he spoke, his hands moved rhythmically, tearing the love letter one by one. In an instant, the love letter was torn into pieces. Finally, he did not forget to say coldly, "Give it back to you? Here!" After saying that, he raised his wrist, and the love letter turned into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
"You! Savage!" The boy covered his gold-rimmed glasses and ran away quickly.
And it was as if Duverg had been accumulating anger for a long time and finally vented it all at once.
"Hey, why are you like this? I just want to get to know you, there's nothing wrong with that!" I felt from the bottom of my heart that Duverg had gone too far. I even forgot my habit of trying to curry favor with him all the time. My sense of justice suddenly exploded and I couldn't help but want to say something fair.
"Do you know what the code of conduct is as a secret agent? Do you know what secret investigation means? You are so high-profile, and you even go out to be the prom queen, making everyone know that you are Greya. How can you conduct a secret investigation?" Duverg was particularly angry today, and his expression and tone were particularly unfriendly.
It's incomprehensible. Why should I be afraid of you just because you're so fierce?
"I never thought of being high-profile, and I never thought of being the prom queen. You saw it all, it was all a coincidence!" Out of anger, my tone rose uncontrollably.
"That's just how you are. You always have so many excuses! You are so bad . I really don't know why the organization sent a rookie like you to complete such a difficult task!"
You call me a rookie idiot? I, Greya, will be a great hero admired by everyone in the future. That's too much! So I fought back: "Who is the rookie idiot? You are! You are a selfish, self-centered egomaniac! A nuisance!"
"Why are you so unreasonable?"
"I'm just like this! Don't like watching? Then don't watch!" I returned his words to him verbatim. I could see that his expression was particularly ugly and he was almost mad at me. But I was also innocent. He labeled me with all kinds of labels for no reason and wrongly accused me of wanting to be in the limelight. I was really mad at me!
Just as we were arguing, a man walked out of the restaurant and ended our quarrel. To be more precise, from the corner of my eye, I could hardly tell that it was a person. He walked towards me with a clanging and powerful manner like a wall made of steel. This man was none other than the muscular mentor Benny.
The sudden appearance of our mentor Benny really scared Duverg and me, and we stopped arguing.
"Hey! Kids, you're partners, you can't hurt each other's feelings like this." He waved his hand, turned around and walked inside, motioning for us to follow him, "You all need to learn to adjust your mindset, and learn to be considerate of others..."
As we were talking, Duverg and I followed our mentor Benny to the inner room. As the door behind us closed, I pursed my lips tightly and glanced at Duverg, who still looked unhappy. But it was obvious that his expression was not so bad at the moment.
"Why are you still arguing?" Tutor Benny sat down and looked at us.
Duverger and I glanced at each other awkwardly, then stopped looking at each other and neither of us answered.
"Haha, okay! You young people just love to bicker." Instructor Benny stroked his shiny head with his thick-fingered hands, and then said, "This mission is very difficult. You really worked hard. I am very optimistic about you two. You will become the backbone of the X Club in the future!"
"Thank you... Thank you for thinking so highly of me." I bit my lip and said the first words since I entered the door.
"Teacher, I heard that the documents that Baron Shiloh's mask stole last time were fake." Duverg also spoke, so we broke the awkwardness.
"So that means we still have a chance," I continued, continuing what Duverg said.
Duverger also nodded and said, "If this is the opportunity, we must seize it."
Mentor Benny nodded and said, "We are here to talk about this matter. We have received a tip-off that the real file is secretly kept in Berlin, so we have to complete the task tonight without further delay!"
In front of the mirror, I tied my long chestnut wavy hair up high, and the pair of bright eyes under my handsome eyebrows flashed with a firm look.
I looked at myself in the mirror. The tight-fitting secret service uniform outlined my beautiful curves, and my slender legs were covered with a pair of specially made breathable riding boots. My personal dagger was hidden in the riding boots - I begged Romanee for it. It was said that the dagger once belonged to a brave knight with outstanding military achievements in Europe. It was worth a lot of money and of course it was extremely sharp.
I adjusted my breathing in front of the mirror, then as if I had made up my mind, I took a deep breath and started our new task with my mentors Benny and Duverger.
