he came from the mirror

I don't know if it's because he has been with Tang for too long, but he always feels that although he said so many shameful lines in one breath this time, in fact... it is not too difficult to speak.

Could it be that it is true that the one who is close to ink is black, and his skin is getting thicker and thicker?

For his own sake, Fang Ziming decided not to delve into the reasons.

Anyway, Heller seems to really believe it, and is very satisfied with the story.

Fang Ziming was also very satisfied with his performance.

He even said to Heller with a gentle expression while the feeling was still there: "We have some other little stories, do you want to hear them?"

Heller nodded vigorously: "Listen!"

After returning that night, the four of them were a little bit unfulfilled.

Harris stepped into the door step by step: "It's still early! I can still drink, to, let's go to the kitchen and get something out! I remember there is still beer in the cupboard near the sink... "

Heller hurriedly stopped him: "No, it's past eleven o'clock, and To has to go with Jack. Harris, I think you should go back to your room and have a good sleep. Do you want me to help you upstairs?"

Harris thought for a while, and said in a daze, "No, no need! I'll accompany Jack, too. Let's make a bed on the floor together, and let's listen to To's amazing adventures in the Amazon jungle together!"

Fang Ziming: "..."

So, when he was making up the "love history" of the two to fool Heller, this guy was actually sitting across from him, making up strange stories to fool Harris.

Hearing this, Tang Yu slapped Harris' muscular back: "I'm not going with you, I want to go back to my room to accompany my wife."

Harris: "Then I will accompany my wife with you..."

Heller hurried up to push him: "What kind of wife are you with, you drank too much, hurry up and go back to your room to sleep!"

Harris: "Huh? Oh... well... well..."

Heller took Harris away, and before leaving, he turned his head and waved at Fang Ziming.

"I wish you all a wonderful night!" Heller squeezed her eyes and said with a smile: "If you need anything, you can ask me for help, or you can call Simpson. Then, that's it for today, good night, both of you."

Fang Ziming and Tang Yu stood together to accept his attention gift, and at the same time replied: "Thank you, good night to you too."

After a few minutes, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Standing in the hall on the first floor, Fang Ziming turned to look at his partner: "Shall we go back to the room too?"

Tang Yu leaned on his shoulder and said lazily: "I've been telling stories all night, and my brain is exhausted. Come with me to the kitchen to see if there are any walnuts. I think I need to replenish my brain."

Fang Ziming smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and recalled that this guy seemed to drink a lot at the dinner table, so he said, "I think you need to sober up first. Sit here and wait, I'll go to the kitchen and give you a drink." Get some honey lemonade."

Tang Yu gave him a hand, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Add more honey, no lemon. I'm not drunk, just pretend."

"Also," the man lowered his voice and laughed: "I heard you telling Heller a little story about the two of us. It's not bad, and we'll work harder next time."

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming pushed him away, and said calmly: "Tonight, you lay on the floor and don't accept any form of rebuttal."

Tang Yu immediately became dizzy: "Hey, I'm dizzy, I'm so drunk."

Fang Ziming: "Get out!"

Tang Yu laughed and rolled away.

The next day, the hunters regrouped at the villa next door.

At this time, everyone has no objection to the joining of Fang Ziming and Tang Yu. Melissa is still sitting in her original position today. She just raised her eyebrows when she saw the two entering the door. Leopold chatted with a smile.

Eden, the vice-captain of "Turning the Tide" yesterday, also stayed on his single sofa, holding the tome yesterday, slowly turning the pages as if no one else was there.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Heller clapped his hands: "It seems that everyone is here. Melissa, shall we start?"

"Okay." Melissa let go of Leopold: "Honey, maybe you can go to the shooting range and play by yourself for a while."

Leopold: "Can't I stay here?"

Melissa: "Yes, you can't."

Leopold gritted his teeth and stood up: "Okay, then I'll go first."

Then he glared at Brook who was gloating, and rushed out of the villa full of resentment.

Melissa: "Okay, Eden, stop reading your "Postpartum Care of Sows" and go to a meeting."

"It's hard for you to remember to clear the room before the meeting." Eden closed the book: "Also, I'm reading "The Crowd", not the one you secretly stuffed into my bookcase yesterday."

Harris quietly approached Tang Yu and Fang Ziming, and asked in a low voice, "What is "The Crowd"?"

Tang Yu touched his chin and said, "I don't know, but I have heard a little about "Postpartum Care of Sows"."

Brook was not far from them, and upon hearing the words, he taunted, "Ha, maybe he just wanted to insinuate us rabble."

Eden glanced at him: "You're thinking too much. If I had to insinuate something, I would choose to read "Postpartum Care of Sows" in front of you."

Brooke: "..."

Melissa: "Hahahahahaha!"

Eden stood up amidst the woman's laughter, and said calmly, "Everyone, let's move to the conference room on the third floor together."

The third floor, conference room.

Simpson served everyone a cup of coffee. Fang Ziming picked up the tablet in front of him, and after clicking on it, he found that a password was needed to unlock it.

Heller came over understandingly: "The password is 'Melissa is the best looking', spelled out in full, not initials."

Fang Ziming: "..."

All right, as long as you are happy.

The person in charge of explaining the entrusted task and related information was a young man wearing glasses. Fang Ziming had never seen this person before, but because of the new member joining, he made a very strange speech to Fang Tang and the others after he came in. Briefly introduce yourself.

"Andy, the leader of the intelligence collection team." The young man lowered his eyelids and said mournfully, "Nice to meet you."

To be honest, Fang Ziming really didn't see how happy he was.

Andy: "Then, let's talk about the task content of this order first—although I think that none of you here really know nothing about this task."

"Yes, that's right, what we're going to do this time is to find a 'Mr.

"Harriet Xavier, Greek, 38 years old, his last job was a clerical staff of a financial company, the reward list publisher is in the same company as him, it is said that he is his immediate boss, he claimed that Harriet Xavier Yate seduced his wife, and then took two-thirds of their family's property and walked away." Andy spoke quickly, and he said: "Of course, in fact, both of them belong to a certain In the underground biotechnology research institute, what Harriet stole was not the property of his boss, but some research results from the scientific research institute."

As he said that, he turned on his tablet computer and swiped his fingers a few times: "The following are some basic personal information of Harriet. I won't describe them one by one. You can see for yourself."

At the same time, the tablets in front of everyone automatically popped up Harriet's graphic materials. Obviously, these tablet computers are all controlled by the device in Andy's hand.

Fang Ziming flipped through it casually, and found that he had seen most of the information from Caroline—more precisely, he had seen it in the email sent by bck.

What's more, some of the information bck sent to him was more comprehensive than Andy's.

For example, how Harriet stole the experimental results of the scientific research institute.

"Counting the first two entrusted executors, we can be regarded as the third team." Andy said: "However, according to reliable information, on the fourth day after we took over the task, the employer secretly convened another team A batch of mercenaries."

Heller was surprised: "What? This is a flagrant violation of the industry contract regulations. How dare they?"

Brooke lay down on the table bored, reached out and grabbed a ballpoint pen and started to spin it: "Aha, I even did a forbidden experiment, such a trivial matter, why not dare to do it."

Melissa asked: "Andy, can you find out what the missions of those mercenary leaders are?"

Andy adjusted his glasses: "They were very cautious and didn't leave too much information on the electronic equipment. But I can roughly guess some of the routines at the research institute."

"I guess, our group of regular hunters are bait, the purpose of existence is to seduce Harriet and force him to react." He said: "Irregular mercenaries are a shot to contain Harriet Guns, but the research institute probably doesn't trust them completely, because their own security forces are also secretly doing small tricks."

Heller murmured, "Whoa, this is messed up."

Andy raised his hand again to push the glasses: "There are more messes, and I'm going to start talking about it next."

"Harriet Xavier, Tep Kroger, and Vladimir Alexey Belekov. The intelligence of these three people has now been sold for sky-high prices in some places." The young man turned his head to look at the hunters sitting at the desk: "I have reason to assume that you should have already learned more or less about the peculiarities of these characters through your own private channels..."

Harris raised his hand: "No, I only know the first one, because you just introduced him."

Heller: "Second... heard some wind."

Melissa blew a kiss to Andy: "I've heard all three, can you give me a reward?"

Andy pushed his glasses again: "Didn't you just hear it from me? What reward do you want? I haven't even asked you for information fees."

Eden pointed his finger on the desktop: "Continue."

Andy: "Okay."

He swiped lightly on the tablet a few times, and said, "The following is the information I obtained from various information dealers through various channels. There should be seven points of falsehood and three points of truth in this information. No matter what How about it, let's take a look first."

Fang Ziming held his tablet, glanced at everyone present from the corner of his eye, and found that except for Melissa and Eden, although the expressions of the others were dignified, they were not too shocked.

They should all know the supernatural beings.He thought silently in his heart.

Sure enough, when Andy spoke again, Fang Ziming's conjecture was immediately confirmed.

"What the scientific research institute is really looking for is not some boy who absconded with money, but a fragment of a meteorite that fell into Harriet's hands." Andy said quickly: "nwa1125, this name is not easy to remember, so now They've all started calling it the 'Fanny's Stone.'"

Hearing this name, the fingers of Fang Ziming's left hand on his lap trembled slightly.