A bunch of people in suits and ties look like ordinary office workers sitting in front of various devices, wearing headsets and communicating with others.
"People from the Miyamoto Group have applied for a route and are preparing to set sail tonight?" someone asked in a surprised tone.
During this period, running around all night?
If this is not suspicious, then who is?
"Let Rui and Kane check it out," someone said.
He has chestnut hair, chocolate eyes, pale complexion, tall figure, wearing a black suit, and holding a black long-handled umbrella in his hand. That umbrella is often suspected to be able to block bullets and can
Use it as a long sword or a secret weapon that shoots bullets.
But no one knows the real situation yet.
"Sir." All the mi6 agents present stood up and saluted.
"Yes." The man called sir nodded, his expression a little serious.
I don’t know the specific name or true identity, I only know the mi6 officer codenamed Mr. A.
"I understand. Rui and Kane have been notified." A figure sitting in front of the computer replied.
So Mr. A nodded and returned to his office.
…
The five people from Silver Bullet have now arrived at the Miyamoto family's estate outside London.
The white private jet parked on the tarmac has the Miyamoto family's mark on its fuselage - a red phoenix.
There were already people standing on the tarmac waiting for their arrival.
"Your Highness Aito, Master Hideki, Master Shinya, Master Akira, and Master Seiichiro." The old butler in an English tuxedo stood aside and bowed to them.
Although they have never met, the other party can distinguish each of them clearly.
And——the butler’s title to Aito was suffixed with “His Highness.”
"Your Highness, is Aito a prince?" Takizawa Shinya asked in a serious yet joking manner.
Of course, not only princes or princesses can be called their highnesses, but also dukes or marquises can also be called their highnesses, while earls can only be called their excellencies.
But no matter which one they are, their status is quite high.
The old gentleman butler just smiled and said nothing, polite and distant.
Aito didn't say anything, his face was extremely calm.
When you don't know how to answer, just stay silent.
Takizawa Susumu, who didn't get the answer, didn't feel dissatisfied at all and closed his mouth with a wink.
As soon as you board the plane, the first thing you see is the picture frame.
There are lots of oil paintings hanging.
There is only one protagonist in the oil painting - Miyamoto Aito.
The protagonist of every painting is him.
The one who was held in a pair of arms when he was born, the one who wore a crown, the one who stumbled and ran, the one who closed his eyes and made a wish in front of the birthday cake...
And what he will look like when he grows up.
From birth to eighteen years old.
But the paintings after the age of twelve are just portraits.
There is a signature under each portrait.
[Thirteen-year-old Aito...]
[Fourteen-year-old Aito...]
Until he was eighteen years old.
The main colors are all gloomy and deep, only Miyamoto Aito's own colors are fresh and soft.
There is no doubt that these paintings are all by the same person.
"This is a drawing based on someone's imagination of what Aito will look like when you grow up, right?" Seiichiro Kikukawa leaned over and looked at the painting and said.
After all, Aito is only twelve years old now, and these are just portraits.
It was precisely because I had never seen with my own eyes what Aito could do at that age that I could only paint portraits.
"It should be." Aito replied softly.
Because he has never seen himself growing up in his memory.
But in the portrait, when he grew up, he looked five times like his mother.
"I feel like I am surrounded by Aito." Takizawa Shinya sat on the sofa and looked around at the portraits hanging around him.
Wherever you look, it's all Aito.
"When will it take off?" Hideki Morohoshi just asked the old housekeeper beside him.
"We need to wait a moment, people from mi6 will come to conduct an investigation." The old butler responded elegantly and restrainedly.
"Look, here we come." Hideki Morohoshi raised his eyebrows at his friends, his eyes showing this meaning.
"Want to play billiards?" Jiang Shouhang asked, standing next to the billiard table.
"Or go to the movies?" Takizawa Shinya suggested.
There are many more things for them to occupy their time on a private jet than on a passenger jet of an aerospace company.
"I can do it." The white-haired boy said softly.
So when the mi6 agents hurried over, what they saw were five elementary school students who were very involved in playing, and bodyguards in suits standing beside them like a group of sculptures.
Rui and Kane looked down at their own clothes, then looked at the clothes of the bodyguards, and found that they were wearing the same clothes as the bodyguards.
"Isn't this Mr. Policeman from the London Police Department?" Hideki Morohoshi asked in a raised voice.
"It's you..." Rui also recognized these primary school students.
The schoolchildren they met while investigating the Clerici Hotel.
They just went to confirm whether the resident and the registered identity were the same person, so they didn't investigate too carefully.
And a few elementary school students...
How could a white ghost be a primary school student?
"Now is a special period. The timing of your departure was too coincidental. Just in case, we need to conduct an investigation." Kane said.
"Before the investigation, I have a question, why did you choose to return overnight?" Rui asked curiously.
Even if it were during the day, it wouldn't be so suspicious.
Although anyone who wants to leave during this period will undergo their full investigation.
"Because I miss Papa and want to go back to see Papa as soon as possible." Among the five primary school students, the boy with unusually conspicuous white hair said.
The tone was natural and a little aggrieved.
The two mi6 agents were immediately speechless.
"Miyamoto Aito, the specific identity is unknown for the time being. The Miyamoto family has not released any information about him, but his surname is Miyamoto, and he can use the Miyamoto family's private jet. You can guess his identity." The operator came from the two headsets.
the sound of.
The son of Shuji Miyamoto, chairman of the Miyamoto Group, and the... heir of the Duke of Brittany.
Liliana V. Brittany is the wife of Shuji Miyamoto, Rina Miyamoto.
A very old hereditary ducal family, a family that has existed since the thirteenth century, a family with royal blood.
Such an heir, but he said aggrievedly that because he wanted to see his father, he decided to let the plane take off overnight.
Can you still be separated from your father at the age of twelve?
"Do you mind if we check the plane?" Kane asked as he stood up.
"Excuse me." The old housekeeper stretched out a hand to indicate for them to check at will.
The two agents were not polite and immediately checked the plane inside and out, including the bodyguard who was acting as a sculpture.
Nothing was found.
"Then let's say goodbye first..." Rui nodded politely and indicated that he was about to leave.
"I know you like to keep some little things, but can you please take those little things away?" the old housekeeper asked in a polite voice.
The two agents who indeed secretly placed many listening devices during the inspection:...
He is a father-in-law who cannot live without his old father hhhhhc
PS: The identities and backgrounds are all fake, so don’t worry too much.
After all, BOSS needed many false identities to blend into the society at that time.