TARGET TWO The Secret of the Mission Cards: What is the Mission? Part 5
The melodious sound of violin floats in the ears, the European-style sofa booths and exquisite tableware all demonstrate the taste of the nobles. They always like places that are romantic and high-end.
The restaurant is decorated in a European retro style. The chic stone brick walls are hung with decorative elements favored by European aristocrats. Romani and the other two took me to the VIP area.
It turns out that this extremely luxurious place has class restrictions. Only true aristocrats can go to the VIP area. Otherwise, no matter how high your spending power is, you can only dine in the ordinary area.
When we arrived at the VIP area, it was indeed completely different from the outside. A light and elegant fragrance filled the air, and precious hand-woven carpets were laid under our feet. The surrounding decorations and exhibits all showed the taste of the nobility. This was indeed a place that nouveau riche could not enter.
I was awkwardly led in by them, and along the way I accepted all kinds of greetings from the polite waiters, and nodded in return with a silly smile. A country girl like me, not even a nouveau riche, if it weren't for Romani and the others, I would never have been able to enter such a high-end restaurant in my life.
"Ms. Romanee, here is your private booth." A blond waiter led us to the seats next to a pure white piano and carefully pulled out the chairs for us.
"Why here? I want to go to the Wisteria Room." Romani didn't buy it at all. She crossed her arms, raised her chin high, and looked arrogant.
"Yes, yes, we have sat in the Wisteria Seat before, why not today?"
"Although the Wisteria Seat is the seat for the most distinguished guests here, isn't our status enough to sit there?" Nicole and Havensteen also chimed in.
"I am truly sorry, distinguished ladies. A distinguished guest has already taken a seat in the Wisteria Seat today. I am so sorry." The waiter was embarrassed and his face was full of apologies, but it was obvious that the person who had taken a seat in the Wisteria Seat in advance must be the most distinguished guest here.
"Hmph, I'd like to go and see who is more noble than us!" As she said that, Romanee strode towards the Wisteria Seat, and Nicole and Havensteen quickly followed.
My stomach was growling, and I was thinking to myself: Isn't it just a meal? Does it matter where I sit? You can eat, so why aren't you hungry?
I was helpless, but I could only hurry to catch up.
Behind a wisteria trellis, on a carefully woven rattan sofa, sat a boy. He held the handle of a delicate white coffee cup with his slender fingers, and sipped Blue Mountain coffee with his bright red lips. His eyes were half closed, and a pair of bright eyes like stars sparkled in the mist of coffee, and his refreshing short hair reflected the soft light. This work of art carefully carved by God's hand was none other than Dougeze. At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the private room, leaning against the vine wall covered with purple flowers , tasting his coffee.
"Ha, Greya, why are you here?" Chikeyaro, a red-haired man sitting next to me, played with the rose in his hand, winked at me and said, "I never realized that Greya is so beautiful and charming. She really touched my heart!"
To be honest, when I first came in, I only saw the extremely handsome Dogeze. If he hadn’t spoken, I really wouldn’t have noticed him - it turns out that presence is directly related to appearance.
"Oh! What a coincidence, you're here too!" Little Jackson looked up from a huge, thick hardcover book, pushed up his big, round glasses, looked me up and down, and said, "Graya, you look so beautiful today."
“Thank you…” I scratched my head a little embarrassedly, but Havensteen immediately slapped my hand away. She whispered to me, “Don’t ruin your carefully crafted hairstyle!”
Alas, it is so difficult to be an exquisite woman!
"Hi, distinguished ladies, how are you." Daugeze also put down the exquisite coffee cup in his hand and smiled at us. In an instant, the background behind him seemed to turn into a background of blooming flowers, and his whole body was shining with dazzling light. That smile was like sunshine, which could melt people.
At this moment, the waiter came over in a hurry. He said to Dougze respectfully, "I'm sorry, Mr. Doug, they insisted on coming over and I couldn't stop them."
Dougeze also waved his hand and said, "It's okay, these are all my classmates, let's sit together."
The waiter received instructions and retreated.
"Thank you, Mr. Doug. I didn't expect you to be the one sitting here in advance." Romani sat down a little embarrassedly and adjusted her skirt. Then she deliberately put on the airs of a noble lady, straightened her back, tilted her head slightly, and said, "I have sat here before."
"Oh, really?" Daugeze picked up the coffee cup on the table, brought it to his lips, took a sip, and then put it back. He wiped his lips with a white napkin, and unconsciously revealed an aristocratic temperament that no one else could match. He smiled lightly, with a charming curve at the corner of his mouth, and then he said in a magnetic voice, "This is my favorite seat."
"We always sat here when we came here before. There's nothing strange about it." Chikeyaro picked a rose petal, put it close to his eyes to look at it carefully, and spoke casually.
After Chikeyaro finished speaking, Romani's face turned red for some reason. But she remained proud. I was completely unaware of the subtle change in the atmosphere, and I immediately started talking with a silly laugh.
"These wisteria flowers are so pretty. They must be very difficult to grow." I said with a silly smile, thinking that if my mentor Benny saw this rare blooming wisteria, he would definitely love it.
"Yes, Miss Greya is interested in gardening?" Dougze also raised his eyebrows, with a gleam in his eyes.
"No, it's mine..." When I was about to say this, I suddenly remembered Duverger's roaring face. He scolded me: Don't expose anyone in the organization, anyone! Three black lines slid down my forehead unconsciously, and I changed my words temporarily: "I saw someone interested."
"I see." Daogeze's smile was so profound that it was impossible to tell his emotions.
"What's the point of talking about these flowers all the time?" Chikeyaro threw the rose in his hand, suddenly leaned close to us, and whispered mysteriously, "Do you know? Baron Shiloh's mask is going to take action again soon!"
The alarm in my mind immediately went off. Could there be a good harvest this time? So I pricked up my ears and listened alertly.
"What's the trend?" Daogeze also became interested.
"The Masked Baron Shiloh, who is known for his elusive appearance and disappearance, stole the secret files of the X-Agent Organization. This incident caused a sensation, so the news spread like wildfire. As the head of the Earl's Detective Agency, I must be the first to know any movements of the Masked Baron Shiloh!"
I didn't even know about the news that spread like wildfire. I really feel ashamed of being a member of the X-Agent Organization. You know, I'm going to be a hero admired by everyone, reach the pinnacle of my life, and sign autographs for fans every day. How can I be so careless?
"Because legend has it that this is related to the life experience of Baron Shiloh's mask. It is said that this document concerns the secrets of his grandmother's family, and he must get it." Chikeyaro's expression became more mysterious.
"What? What is the background of Baron Shiloh's mask ?" I couldn't help but become curious. Romani and the others around me also forgot their embarrassment and became curious as well.
"Yes, yes. For such a mysterious person, does his background also have a strange origin?"
"Hurry up and tell us, don't keep us in suspense!"
"I guess Baron Shiloh's mask is a middle-aged widow who wants to avenge his beloved wife!"
"Ah! How romantic! I wish there was a man who would treat me like this in the future!"
"What kind of person do you think Baron Shiloh's mask is? A handsome guy? I also like middle-aged handsome uncles!" The girls talked more and more bizarrely, and finally started to make up stories.
Chikeyaro shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "I don't know what you are talking about, but as I said before, it is a secret of his grandmother's family. Baron Shiloh's grandmother was a royal concubine, but she was involved in a power struggle and was later wrongly accused. I speculate that Baron Shiloh stole the password file of the X-Agent Organization in order to clear his grandmother's name."
"Was my grandmother a royal concubine?" I poked my chin and pouted, saying, "What a coincidence. I remember that Daugezeye's grandmother was also a royal concubine, right?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. They were silent for a few seconds, and then the silence was interrupted by Chikeyaro's exaggerated laughter: "Hahaha, so you suspect that Dogeze is also the mask of Baron Shiloh?" He rubbed his belly, laughed so hard that tears came out, and said, "Is it weird? The three of us, me, Dogeze, and little Jackson, our grandmothers are all princesses, but in different countries. How many students in St. Orendu Academy have grandmothers who are princesses? Have you counted them? Hahaha——"
He said it briskly, as if the fact that my grandmother was a royal concubine was as casual as eating cabbage in someone's family, and that nobles were so willful. But considering it from another angle, it seems that this is not the key clue.
"Baron Shiloh may have stolen the secret document in disguise to help someone." Little Jackson closed the book and said with a scholarly demeanor, "You can't be sure that he wants this secret document for his own use. You should be skeptical."
"Really? We don't know that."
"But I believe that Baron Shiloh's mask must represent justice!"
"I'm so curious, what kind of girl does Baron Shiloh Mask like?" The girls started chattering again.
"Stop arguing!" Chikeyaro waved his hand to stop the discussion. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "According to reliable information, the origin of Baron Shiloh's mask is in the secret archives of the school. There are clues to this."
"What? The school's secret archive room?" Romani exclaimed in surprise. She looked anxious and said, "I heard that it's haunted and spooky even during the day. Who would dare to put anything there?"
"Yes, yes, although there is a perfect environment for dissection there, I am also afraid!" Nicole said in horror.
"Just hearing that gives me goosebumps. I don't even want to hear the name!" Havensteen was also shocked.
"Is it scary?" I was thinking about what they had just said in my mind. I wasn't paying attention and the coffee cup in my hand accidentally fell on the table, and the coffee spilled all over the table.
"Oh, sorry, sorry!" I quickly grabbed the napkin next to me to wipe the coffee, and Dougeze opposite me also quickly helped me to pick up the fallen cup. Just like that, my hand was grabbed by Dougeze.
At that moment, I felt suffocated. His hands were warm and clean, and his slender fingers covered my hands, conveying a gentle warmth. This was the first time I held hands with a boy, and even though it was in this way, it was enough to make me blush and my heart beat fast.
Looking at the handsome Douge Zeye opposite me, I fell into a hazy dream, imagining that this super handsome guy opposite me was my prince charming. He held my hand, smiled at me gently, and invited me to dance with him. How desirable it was!
But in the next second, a strong hand grabbed my wrist and I was pulled up. At the same time, I broke free from Doug Zeye's hand.
I was startled by the sudden tug. I turned around and saw Duverg, looking at me in a state of disgrace. His hair, which was once neatly styled, was now in disarray, and his face was covered in bruises and scratches.
"Duverg, why are you here?" I looked at him in surprise.
Du Fugra held my wrist tightly and didn't let go. He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Follow me." Then he turned around and walked away with me.
At this moment, my other wrist was grabbed by another person, and I heard a magnetic voice behind me: "You want to take her away, have you asked me?"
I turned around and saw Dougeze also holding my wrist, with a rare layer of ice in his eyes.
So, I was pulled to the left and right, and two tall boys, Duverg and Dougze, also confronted each other, and I was trapped in the middle.
