A pair of exquisite handmade leather shoes gently stretched out of the taxi door, and his eyes moved upward. The elegant silk-like satin dress was slender and straight, and the black suit pants exuded a faint smell of afternoon sunshine in the surrounding air.
But unfortunately, only a calf was exposed.
"This is definitely a handsome guy, I'll bet a bag of green beans on him."
A girl with delicate blond hair in the train station leaned into the ear of her best friend next to her and murmured.
But until they reached the end of their sight, they still didn't see the figure they were expecting to get out of the car.
…
"Sir, That's nineteen dollars." The driver turned to look at the face behind him.
Witnessing it again, he couldn't help but marvel at the unparalleled beauty of the other person's face. Those blinking eyes seemed to have been carefully carved by God, and there was a trace of aura in the cleanness that made people couldn't help but exclaim.
Moreover, this should be a noble man from a prominent family, and his elite temperament is fully demonstrated under this elegant suit.
It’s impossible to tell whether it’s a shirt for a person or a shirt for a person.
The driver lowered his eyes and looked at the logo on the other person's black suit. The corners of his mouth twitched wildly. This thing was worth his year's salary.
Although he can't afford it, he still knows the goods.
"Swipe your card!" Fu Nian took out a black card from his pocket.
But when he saw the shocked expression on the driver's face, he suddenly rang out. This was abroad. Except in the academy, they didn't speak Chinese.
"pay by card!" Fu Nian translated it again in English.
The driver still looked at the palm of Fu Nian's hand in shock. He looked at the Centurion black gold card with American Express inlay.
"Sir, it's only nineteen dollars."
(Sir, it's only nineteen dollars.)
"pay by card!" Fu Nian repeated it again.
I thought to myself, I know, but I have no money.
Finally, with the persistence in Fu Nian's eyes, the first purchase of the black gold card was finally handed over to the taxi driver's card machine.
Fu Nian got out of the car, turned around and walked towards the trunk.
There, there was also a Nepalese machete packed in a safe.
"Senior brother."
Fu Nian looked at Chu Zihang standing at the door of the train station and waved.
Chu Zihang was still wearing the windbreaker he wore when he left. Under his sassy and cold temperament, there were frequent blazing glances around him.
Chu Zihang didn't take a taxi with Fu Nian, not because he didn't want to, but simply because Fu Nian left his Nepalese scimitar at the airport.
Caused some minor problems.
"Let's go. They've been waiting for a long time."
Chu Zihang pointed to a certain ticket gate. There, the ticket inspector from last time was still looking at them with a smile, holding a small golden bell in one hand and a ticket inspection machine in the other.
The quaint dark green train uniform he was wearing was still incompatible with the surrounding environment.
"Kassel CC1000 train. At your service."
"Welcome, Fu Nian, Chu Zihang." The conductor smiled brightly.
"We meet again." Fu Nian also gave the most polite smile.
Chu Zihang nodded towards the conductor, his eyes also polite.
"Professors have been waiting for a long time. Please."
After checking their identities as usual, the conductor opened the sliding door of the carriage for them.
It is still the carriage full of European elegance, and it still has the Victorian-style wallpaper.
but.
Fu Nian looked at the two figures sitting in front of them.
Slightly startled.
Who is this……?
Fu Nian looked at the man wearing an iron mask, with an expressionless mouth, and staring at him closely with iron-gray eyes.
Behind him you can also see a car containing oxygen bottles.
The man stared at himself, with whirlpools as deep as the sea flashing under his cold eyes. His incomplete body seemed to be supported by an extremely resilient force.
Fu Nian didn't know his experience clearly, nor did he want to understand his experience.
But he knew that this was definitely not an ordinary person! It was definitely not an ordinary mixed race!
"Von Schneider." Under Fu Nian's gaze, Schneider spoke first and stretched out his palm towards Fu Nian.
"Welcome back to our S-class glory."
Schneider?
Director of the Executive Department!
Fu Nian said that he was still impressed by this name.
"Professor, you're welcome." Fu Nian stretched out his palms and shook them.
Schneider's palms were very thin, but extremely powerful.
And the other party doesn't seem to be as difficult to get in touch with as expected.
Although his eyes were a little cold, he was trying his best to show the greatest kindness.
…
After Chu Zihang said hello to the professors.
They sat at the arranged table at the instructions of the professors.
Because of the confidentiality of the meeting, there were only four of them in the room.
"I have received a briefing from Deputy Team Leader Lolita on the completion of this operation."
Schneider said without any nonsense, he looked at Fu Nian and Chu Zihang straight to the point.
"You have done a great job. When things completely exceeded the expected limit, you were still able to bring No. 3 back. This is already a great achievement."
"But only half." Chu Zihang's voice appeared.
Schneider waved his hand.
"Special situations will require special handling methods for tasks. Then just leave it to the guys in the equipment department.
Zihang, don't put pressure on yourself." Schneider's eyes showed a trace of concern.
Chu Zihang nodded, his expression still the same.
"The topic of our meeting today is not here. This is the end of the mission."
Schneider looked at them and nodded before continuing,
"In addition to welcoming you back to the academy, the purpose of my coming here this time is to do two things. First."
Schneider looked at Fu Nian.
"Come meet our S-class freshmen." Schneider's tone contained a gentleness that even surprised Manstein.
It was the first time he saw that the director of the executive department, who was always known for his decisiveness and ruthlessness, would smile at someone!
"Don't be like this, Professor. I'll be proud."
The smile at the corner of Schneider's mouth was full again, but this smile made Fu Nian feel a little palpitated inexplicably.
It's better not to smile. Otherwise, you'll always feel like he's plotting against you.
"Of course there is another small matter under the first matter. We will discuss this later." Schneider glanced at Manstein next to him.
"The more important thing we have today is about the two high-level deadpools." Schneider's voice fell.
"Can you explain to us the specific situation you encountered at that time?" Schneider returned to his solemn temperament.
Fu Nian nodded and told Schneider what he encountered while chasing Xiao Wanzi.
Chu Zihang and David were equally aware of these matters. Moreover, it did not involve his own doubts at all, and he had nothing to hide.
"Then you chased the seriously injured girl into the sea and got rid of them."
After Schneider listened carefully to Fu Nian's description, he continued to ask.
"Professor, don't make it sound so easy. Fighting under the sea requires you to withstand several times the pressure on land."
Fu Nian's voice revealed a hint of helplessness.
Schneider didn't speak, his iron-gray eyes fell on the table in deep thought. At this moment, his steel-cold temperament enveloped him again.
Fu Nian looked at Manstein, who gave him a reassuring look.