Two bodyguards disguised as homeless people pulled out the memory card of the camera, threw the camera to the side of the road, and smashed it into pieces.
Instead of returning to the hotel, he changed his clothes again as ordered, stayed in an ordinary hotel for one night, and went directly to the airport the next day.
The few elementary school students who were originally scheduled to go play the next day were suffering from jet lag at the moment.
When Miyamoto Aito got up and prepared to gather with the others, he realized that except Hideki Morohoshi, everyone else was still sleeping.
"They didn't sleep all night last night... they didn't go to bed until eight o'clock in the morning..." Hideki Morohoshi seemed to be in poor spirits and yawned.
After all, their bodies are still those of children, which means they are more prone to sleepiness than adults. Even if they often go abroad to play, they still need to spend a day to catch up on the jet lag.
"Then are we still going out to play today?" Aito tilted his head and asked.
If everyone is sleeping, we can't go out.
"They might fall asleep while strolling around..." Hideki Morohoshi sighed.
"In that case, let's go play again tomorrow and have a good rest today." The white-haired boy said thoughtfully and understandingly.
Hideki Morohoshi waved his hand: "Then I'll go back and sleep for a while."
"Bye." Aito also waved.
Then a man stood there in a daze holding Dafu.
Should he also feel sleepy and go back to sleep again?
He returned to the room with Dafu in his arms, sat on the bed and held his cheek in his hands, silently dazed.
Until he was interrupted by the vibrating sound of his cell phone.
After looking at the contact, he couldn't wait to answer the phone.
"Papa!" He said happily.
"Where?" The man's voice was calm.
"Clerici Hotel, London, England." Aito clearly stated the address.
"You have a new mission." Gin informed.
"I understand, what do you need me to do?" The white-haired boy still asked softly with a gentle smile.
"The organization needs you to use your own eyes to witness the death of mi6 agent Akai Mari." The man on the other end of the phone had a deep voice.
"mi6 agent Akai Marie? Who is she? What does she look like?" Aito asked.
If you don't know the mission goal, you won't be able to witness the opponent's death. Even if you see it, you won't be able to recognize it.
"Go to Belmode, she will tell you." Gin said.
"Is Auntie Bellmode also in London? That's great." The young man's tone obviously improved, and his happiness was visible to the naked eye.
"You only need to be responsible for confirming the death of the target. You don't need to listen to Belmod's orders. Especially if an accident occurs and she asks you to be responsible for the aftermath..." Gin's voice was filled with subtle ridicule.
"Reject her." He said without hesitation.
"But... what if I can solve the accident that happened? Aunt Bellmode is also a family member, so helping her family deal with the aftermath is what she should do," the young man said in a daze.
"..." The voice on the other side paused for a moment, then said coldly, "Whatever you want."
"That woman in Belmode won't treat you like a family member just because you helped her clean things up. Don't waste your efforts. That woman is no different from those undercover agents in this regard." Gin said coldly.
"It doesn't matter, this is what I should do. I don't need Aunt Bellmode to treat me as family just because of this." Aito said with a smile.
This is what he thinks he should do for his family. He just does what he thinks he should do.
It would be great if his family could fall in love with him because of this.
But even if you don't fall in love with him because of it, it doesn't matter.
The book says that when you do what you think you should do, you don't need to care about other people's attitudes.
"Oh, Belmode has a safe house in London, just go and find her there." Gin said coldly and hung up the phone.
Of course, the little lunatic who has no emotions doesn't care whether Belmode will be moved to fall in love with him because of this.
So he would say that even though Avril said he wanted love and showed a fanatical desire for love in every way, he actually didn't care in his heart.
It's more like a programmed process of constantly craving love.
Aito received a string of addresses from Gin.
He looked at the address, then looked at the address of the hotel, and decided to go out and look for it.
Jin also said that Oxford Street is near Clerici's hotel.
He should be able to find it if he looks for it.
He changed his clothes and put on his hood. Instead of walking out from the door, he chose to climb through the window.
Jumping on the roofs of the surrounding ancient buildings, observing the surrounding environment with six eyes.
Although he is temporarily blind in his left eye, this does not affect his vision.
He quickly found the address he wanted to go to.
Aunt Bellmode's safe house.
He knocked on the window.
Belmode, who had just received the news that Avicril would come to assist him in his mission, was still a little unhappy at this time.
It was said to be assisting, but in fact the man Gin said that she was not allowed to order Avicril to do things? Is this meant to be assisting? He was here to supervise her on her mission, right?
A man who doesn't understand style.
Belmode rolled her eyes, but because she was pretty enough, even rolling her eyes was charming and charming.
When she heard tapping on the window, she thought it was a pigeon.
After all, the pigeons in London are... a bit arrogant.
But when the sound rang three times in a row, and then stopped for a moment and then rang three times again, she understood that the thing outside the window was not a pigeon.
Pigeons are not so polite and do not knock on the windows regularly, they just keep banging on the windows.
"Who is it?" Belmode did not open the window, but hid behind the wall beside the window and asked in a low voice.
"Aunt Bellmode." A cute and childish voice came from outside the window.
"Evicril?" Belmode opened the window.
The boy wearing a white hooded cloak was hanging upside down outside the window like a bat at the moment, holding a stuffed bear in his arms and hanging by the window only by his feet, but the hood he was wearing was still on.
Seeing Belmod open the window, the young man turned over lightly and fell into the house.
"It came so quickly." Belmod said with a smile on his face. He didn't know whether it was ridicule or praise.
"Papa said let me help you." He said.
"It would be helpful if you just watched from the side." Belmod said lightly.
"Can you give me the target's information?" Avicril asked.
He is indeed a very polite child, and he looks as clean as a pure white little angel.
But the angel would not smile at her.
For Belmod, who knew a little about the other party's past, Avicril might have been an angel once, but the other party had long since fallen.
Not worthy of being called a pure white angel.
"Akai Marie, an agent of MI6. Her husband Akai Taketake was a former target of the organization. Now he has disappeared and his life and death are unknown. The organization is preparing to arrange for a fake Akai Taketake to enter MI6. Akai Marie is the only obstacle that needs to be cleared.
There are only obstacles." Belmode didn't mean to hide anything, and simply stated the purpose of the mission.
"This is a photo of Akai Marie." By the way, he pulled out a photo of Akai Marie from his phone and handed it to the boy to check.
pS: I'm going to kill someone, so I'll warn you in advance again.