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Chapter 405 Hello, I am an orphan
Paris, an ordinary apartment.
"Where is this place?" Following Mary into the apartment, Shirakawa Kiyoshi asked curiously.
"MI6 has a base in Paris. The major told me before I came to Paris that the landline here can be connected to the internal telephone of MI6... Feel free to sit down. I will contact the major."
Having said this, Mary walked into the bedroom of the apartment, but did not take the landline phone on the bedside table. Instead, she opened the wardrobe next to it and removed the backrest inside the wardrobe, revealing a small compartment behind the backrest.
Picking up the landline phone in the cubicle, Mary dialed a number.
"Put me through to the Major."
"Yes, please wait..."
"Mary."
She didn't have to wait long before the major's voice came on the phone.
"How's it going in Paris today?"
"Everything is normal. Baihe and I have already gone to the Louvre to check things out. There are plainclothes police everywhere. It seems that the actions of Black Rose tonight have attracted great attention from the Paris police..."
"Didn't they notify the public of Black Rose's action tonight?"
"Well, after all, the Black Rose has never failed before. Even though the Paris police don't say it, they must have prepared for the worst in their hearts." Mary smiled.
"Don't let your guard down. After all, you are in a foreign country. You and Officer Shirakawa should also be more careful...Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
After understanding the general situation, the major did not ask any more questions on the matter.
"Since you are in Paris now, Mary, that's just right. I have a task for you."
"Please go ahead." Mary immediately became excited when she heard there was a task.
"This is the information we got from those French mafia members yesterday. This afternoon, a British businessman will have a secret contact with the French mafia in an abandoned warehouse at a riverside dock in Paris.
You take note of the location, and then find a way to find out the purpose of their contact. Remember, just get the intelligence, don't alert the enemy."
"British businessmen and French Mafia?" Mary was a little surprised.
It's really strange that these two types of people can get together?
"Well, I feel it might be some illegal smuggling activities, but you still need to investigate what the situation is. How about it? Are there any difficulties?" asked the major.
Hearing this, Mary looked down at the time on her watch. It was still several hours before dark.
"No, no problem, leave it to me."
"Well, tell me as soon as you find out the situation," said the major.
At this time, in the bedroom living room outside, Bai Heqing, who had nothing to do, walked to the window, pulled up the curtains, and looked at the street below.
【Um? 】
This casual glance made him suddenly notice that a figure flashed behind the street lamp on the street below and quickly slipped into the clothing store next to it.
[Being followed? ]
He frowned slightly, keenly aware of this. Just when Baihe Qing wanted to observe carefully, Mary came out from the bedroom behind him.
"White River."
"Have you finished your call?" Bai Heqing lowered the curtains and looked back at her.
"Well, the major gave me a task, so I have to go out for a while...ah, but don't worry, I will be back before evening." Mary looked at him and said.
"Where are we going? Do you need me to go with you?" Bai Heqing asked.
"It's an abandoned dock warehouse."
After hesitating for a moment, Mary told him some information about the mission truthfully.
"It's just a small mission. You stay here and wait for me. I'll be back in the evening at the latest."
"Okay, stay safe."
Seeing that Mary insisted, Bai Heqing didn't say anything more.
"Yeah, I know... By the way, there is a bookshelf in the bedroom. If you are bored, you can pick up some books from it and read them."
After leaving these words, Mary left the apartment directly.
At the same time, in a clothing store on the street outside, the shopping guide was looking helplessly at the "customer" in front of him who suddenly slipped into the store.
"Well, ma'am, what would you like to buy?"
"Shh!"
The shopping guide had only said half of her words when she saw the "customer" hiding behind the clothing rack suddenly turn around and make a hushing gesture at her.
"Keep your voice down, someone has found me and I'm hiding from him."
"Uh……"
There was a hint of doubt in the shopping guide's helpless eyes.
"In other words, you are in danger, right? Do you need me to call the police for you?"
"Call the police? There's no need for that..."
The "guest" shook his head, then pointed at his own face and said with a smile: "Because the police want to arrest me now, too."
"Eh?"
"Can't you see? I'm the famous thief Black Rose?" she said proudly.
"Eh..." For some reason, there was a hint of pity in the salesperson's eyes as he looked at her.
[So he is a mental patient...]
"You do not trust me."
Black Rose saw through her inner thoughts and put her hands on her hips, somewhat dissatisfied.
"Really? In this world, no one believes the truth anymore... By the way, do you want me to sign for you? My autograph is quite valuable."
"I don't need that kind of thing. Rather than this, Miss Black Rose, could you tell me your family's phone number?" The shopping guide still had that professional smile on her face.
[Oh, they already think I'm crazy.]
"Oh, my parents are dead and I'm an orphan."
"Eh?!"
At this moment, Mary opened the door of the unit below the apartment and walked out, then left in a hurry.
Black Rose noticed this scene at the first moment and quickly looked up at the window upstairs that was covered by curtains.
[Well, it looks like the man with the perverted intuition is still in the apartment. Okay, I'll follow you first to see what you guys want to do in Paris!]
"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I'm leaving now... Also, if an East Asian man comes to ask for my information later, you must not tell him. Thank you."
"what……"
Just like that, Black Rose quickly left the clothing store and followed Mary in front from a distance.
The two of them got on a bus one after the other and arrived at the abandoned warehouse at the riverside dock that the major had told Mary about on the phone.
On the other side, after Mary left, Shirakawa Qing walked into the bedroom of the apartment and looked at the pile of French books on the bookshelf, feeling a headache.
Although he can read it freely, he can't understand French at all...
With a soft sigh, Bai Heqing turned his head and looked at the landline phone on the bedside table.
Looking at it quietly, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.
[Can this phone call reach Japan? ]
Chapter 406 Your Girlfriend Was Taken Away
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Not long after Mary arrived at the abandoned warehouse, several cars stopped outside the warehouse.
Mary quickly hid behind a large wooden box, and saw a group of people getting out of a car. They were all dressed in suits and holding weapons. Their attire was very similar to the French mafia Mary had seen in London before. Among them was a white man wearing sunglasses and with a slicked-back hair, who was obviously the leader of this group.
Perhaps in order to ensure the safety of the subsequent secret talks, the group began to consciously conduct a simple search inside the warehouse after entering.
Mary took advantage of the wooden boxes piled up in the warehouse and the blind spots of these people's vision to quietly move behind a large wooden box in the corner of the warehouse to hide her body.
"Boss, there's no one else." After a brief search, one of them ran up to the man with the slicked-back hair and said respectfully.
"Well, let the two brothers guard the door."
The man with the slicked-back hair nodded slightly, then threw away his windbreaker, found a large wooden box, turned around and sat down gracefully, waiting quietly, quite like the mafia bosses on TV.
In this way, time passed by minute by minute, and the people in the warehouse did not have to wait long. Soon, another car drove in outside the warehouse.
Three or four people got out of the car. One of them was fat and had big ears. He was wearing a suit, a top hat, and a cane in his hand. He was dressed like a standard British gentleman.
"You're finally here, Andrew."
Looking at the late British gentleman, the French mafia man with slicked back hair spoke in English with a stern face.
"This is much later than the time we agreed on."
"Harry, don't be so angry. I was just stuck in traffic, so I was a little late. I think the elegant and generous French man will definitely not care about my little mistake, right?"
An English gentleman named Andrew walked into the warehouse with a cane and spoke enthusiastically to the man with a slicked-back hair named Harry.
Mary, who was hiding behind a large wooden box, quietly poked her head out to take a look.
[With a standard London accent, this man named Andrew must indeed be British. 】
"Hmph, you smooth-talking Englishman."
With a sneer, Harry didn't dwell on the matter any further.
"Okay, let's get down to business. Where is the batch of goods we agreed on before? Don't tell me that you British people can't even guarantee timely delivery now!"
"Harry, I have explained this to you before. It's not that I don't want to deliver the goods, but they were all hijacked by that strange thief Black Rose."
Andrew’s tone was helpless.
"As you know, this thief has been active in the UK for some time."