TARGET TWO The Secret of the Mission Cards: What is the Mission? Part 6
"Excuse me, what are you doing?" Daogeze asked coldly.
"This is a matter between her and me, it's none of your business!" Duverg changed his usual cold and expressionless demeanor, his anger was like a volcano that could erupt at any time and could not be suppressed.
"Ms. Greya, what do you think?" Dougeze had no intention of letting go. He looked into my eyes, which were filled with emotions that I couldn't understand.
"I..." I have never encountered such a situation before. How should I answer better? So, I started to use my rusty brain at a fast speed, and found that my brain was in a blank state.
I am a good young man and a pretty girl. I don't know how to choose between a handsome man who is charming and charming, and a healthy, strong, handsome and tall boy. What's more depressing is that they hold my wrists tightly. I am stunned by the two of them.
Yes, how can you not be dumbfounded? Otherwise, you will be caught by two extremely handsome guys and asked to choose and try it out!
"Are you looking for trouble?" Veins popped out on Duverg's forehead, and that tough look appeared on his face again.
"If you're looking for trouble, I'll fight you to the end." Daugeze also changed his usual warm appearance. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and his seductive lips outlined an evil arc. He looked as if he was going to fight Duverg to the end.
"Don't be like this, don't be like this . Why should we be so hostile when we are just talking nicely? Be harmonious and peaceful, harmony brings wealth. Congratulations on your prosperity and good luck, ah ha ha..." I was pulled by one side and could only comfort them with a silly smile, saying a bunch of nonsense that I didn't even know what it meant.
"Let her go!" Daogeze said coldly. This was the first time I saw him with such a cold face.
"You should be the one to let her go, right? Who do you think you are?" Duverg was so picky and furious that he almost lost his mind.
"I said, let her go." Daugeze spoke word by word, staring at Duverg, his words full of intimidation.
"You should let her go. If you're looking for trouble here, don't blame me for being rude!" Duverger raised his clenched fist, and angry blood vessels bulged on his dark and healthy skin. This guy might explode in the next second.
Seeing that Duverg was about to get furious, I remembered my poor mission card and Duverg's privileges, so I could only smile awkwardly and said, "I'll go with him to see what's going on." I hoped to pull this guy away before Duverg's fussy personality exploded.
The light in Dougze's eyes dimmed. He let go of my hand, smiled, and made a gesture of invitation. Dufoge didn't appreciate it at all. He squeezed out a snort from his nose, and then pulled me out of the restaurant. Behind me, Romani and the others shouted in surprise: "Dufoge, where are you taking Greya?"
Yeah, what's wrong with this guy Duverg, where is he going to take me?
I was dragged along by Duverger all the way, and I had no choice but to follow him quickly. Occasionally I stumbled due to the bad road conditions, but Duverger had no intention of stopping. He just kept pulling me along, not caring whether I could keep up or not.
I was pulled along like this all the way, and finally, he stopped in a secluded place, threw me forward, and dropped me under a cherry tree.
I rubbed my wrist which was hurt by being grabbed and asked, "What happened to you?"
"You were holding hands with someone in the restaurant. Did you forget what you were doing here?"
Well, he was afraid that I wouldn't complete the task properly. But if he was afraid that I would neglect my duty, he wouldn't drag me so far with such great force and be so furious. He is really a responsible examiner! But is this why he is angry ?
"I'm asking you, answer me carefully, have you forgotten your business and gone out to fall in love with some shady people?"
What? How can I answer this question properly? Why did Duverger say that Doguez is also an unclear person?
Although he grumbled in his heart, he still denied it in time: "No."
Yes, I am such a lackey, because Duverger is my boss, and it is irrational to argue with my boss! Thinking of this, I giggled and said, "My top priority is to complete the mission well!" Speaking of the mission... Is it possible for me to get some information out of him? So, I giggled again, "The content of this mission..."
Before I could finish, the angry Duverger interrupted me and said, "I don't know how this mission will turn out, but I know that if you keep going like this, you might kill me before I complete this mission!"
"Play? What do you mean?" I looked at him with a silly look on my face.
"Look here!" He pointed his finger at his cheek angrily. Only then did I realize that this guy was injured. Hmm... I am really slow to understand things other than food.
"Why do you have so many scrapes and bruises on your face?"
"What happened?" He roared, furious, "You were laughing and talking with your companions, and suddenly closed the window, and I fell down!" Closed the window? I held my cheek and pouted my lips as I recalled, remembering that I closed the window, but wasn't it to keep out mosquitoes?
At this time, I glanced at his eyes again. His eyes were full of red bloodshot, and the color of the whites of his eyes changed from white to light red.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" I asked, pointing at his eyes.
Duverger roared, "I wanted to go in through the ventilation duct, but I saw you smiling and spraying insecticide into the duct. I lost my balance and rolled down the ventilation duct!"
Oh, no wonder I heard the clanging sound in the ventilation duct. I noticed that his nose was red, especially the tip, as if it was injured. So I pointed at his nose and asked, "What's the matter with the bruise on your nose? Did you have a nosebleed?"
Duverger gritted his teeth and said, "I thought about ringing the doorbell, but when I got to the door, it suddenly opened and slammed me against the wall. You guys walked out talking and laughing without even noticing me!"
After Duverg finished his rant for a while, I calmly responded, "Yeah, why didn't you just ring the doorbell at the beginning? Why didn't you just show up?" I pouted, not feeling Duverg's full of malice at all.
He seemed to be stunned, his face was dull for a long time, and finally he roared like a volcano erupting: "Yes! Am I an idiot? Why didn't I ring the doorbell! Will I be infected with idiot problems if I stay with idiots for a long time?"
Is Duverg okay? Who does he think is an idiot? So I patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay, take it easy, it'll be fine."
Duverger was comforted by me and shouted even more uncontrollably, "I pretended to pass by and even used the secret agent's leaping skills to attract your attention, but I was hit by the taxi you suddenly stopped and flew away! I wanted to hide, but you didn't even give me a place to hide. You actually drove the Bentley away!"
After he finished roaring, there was absolute silence for about ten seconds. None of us spoke. It was so quiet that it seemed like a crow flying through the sky.
I listened to it in a daze for a long time before I said in a daze, "Why didn't you call?" After hearing this, Duverg stood there as if struck by lightning. He suddenly squatted down, holding his head with both hands, and roared in a depressed voice: "Oh God! Why are you torturing me like this? Why are you degrading my IQ? Why can't I call in advance? Why?"
I comforted Duverg for a long time before I finally calmed him down. I stroked his back and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here. There will be no problem in the future." Duverg twitched his mouth and said, "It's because you are here that there are problems..." He was feeling better now.
Seeing that he had gotten better, I started to think: "Speaking of which, the content of this mission..."
"I know this mission is difficult and a big challenge for a newcomer like you, but I have confidence in you and hope you can do your best."
Come on, come on! I haven't even finished my words and you asked me to cheer you up. I don't even know what you're talking about, what kind of cheer are you asking me to cheer for? But... Fortunately, Duverg has regained his sanity and can communicate like a normal person. I lowered my head in frustration and said, "Yes, yes, I'll cheer up, cheer up..." As I was talking, I almost shed a handful of bitter tears...
"But let's get back to the point. I do have something to talk to you about." Dufoger cleared his throat, stood up straight, and regained his usual calm and indifference. "Are there any new developments in Baron Shiloh's mask recently?"
I have just heard about Baron Shiloh's new moves... I touched the back of my head and said, "I have just heard a piece of news. He stole a secret document from our secret service organization. It is related to Baron Shiloh's life experience. It is said that this document is related to the secret of his grandmother's family. He must get it, and there are clues in the secret archive room of Orendu Academy." Dufog's eyes lit up, and he could hardly hide his joy. He said, "Graya, you really did a great job!"
"What?" I opened my eyes wide in disbelief. I couldn't believe my ears at all - he said I had done a great deed? But I didn't even know what the content of the mission card was!
"This time, I can give you preferential points and let you pass the monthly assessment with full marks!" Du Fuge stroked his short hair, his eyes flashing.
"Really? Really? Can I pass the test with full marks? But I don't even know what the task is..." I jumped up and down in excitement, so happy that even my words started to be out of control of my brain, although they have always been out of control of my brain...but when it came to the critical moment, I suddenly realized it, and quickly covered my mouth to stop the words from blurting out.
"Huh? What?" Duverg frowned, looked at me suspiciously, and asked, "What's the content of the task card? Is there any problem?" I nodded, then shook my head vigorously, blinking my eyes, and the words that were covered in my mouth turned into a continuous "Mmmm..." sound.
"Your IQ is a flaw!" Duverger shook his head and turned away. I looked at his back and felt unbelievable. Could this be my luck? It was like riding a roller coaster. It was so exciting!
A faint ray of light shone through the gaps in the heavy velvet floor-length curtains, outlining a faint outline of the luxurious European-style decoration and furnishings in the dim room, and finally reflected in the tall glass filled with red wine, illuminating the dazzling red color. The wine swirled gently as it was shaken, and it looked even more enchanting as it swayed.
His slender white fingers held the goblet and shook it towards the dim light. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile, and then his magnetic voice rang softly: "Look, how good I am to you."
