At the moment when I heard Osfiya say that they can only find the mentor through one person, and I am slightly curious about who it is,
On the laptop screen, the handsome but pale young man behind the glasses.
The moment his eyes froze in disbelief, Fangran suddenly remembered that this was the man he met on the deck of the icebreaker before rushing into the North Pole!
Eh...
It's him! ? ?
"You know him?"
Noticing the difference from Qing Ning, Fangran was stunned, and Osfiya asked softly.
"No, just met once before by chance..."
Even when he was in Italy a hundred years ago, almost two months passed, and Fangran almost forgot that he had met such a figure before.
But recalling the dark and vast sea of stars under the dense sea of stars in the North Pole, he was unexpectedly able to talk to him, and he also has a double card that is 1/2 awakened...
Kerim...
Is this his name
Knowing the name that I forgot to ask that time by accident, Fangran's eyes were a little distracted, and then he noticed Qing Ning's curious eyes before reacting, looked at Osfia apologetically and said:
"Ah, it's okay, let's continue, why can we find a mentor through him?"
And without asking too much, the blue eyes glanced at him, and Osfiya continued to explain to the two:
"I only found out about his existence when I obtained White Wing. He is one of the instructor's few students who are also experimental assistants..."
"That is to say, as long as we catch him, we can find the mentor?"
Why this kidnapper logic
A little speechless, looking at the excited Qing Ning, who had already switched the action mode to the simple and rude one in the action movie, Fangran asked more practically:
"Where are we going to catch him?"
"He must not be willing to help us before he is sure."
Seeing that the two of them skipped the step of 'negotiation' directly, Osfiya corrected her words lightly, then got up and sat near Fangran, Qing Ning ran to the other side of her curiously,
The fingers continued to type letters on the keyboard quickly, and a website opened with a beautiful Gothic building as the background.
"This is a celebrity club in Paris that specializes in parties. If what I heard before the Civil War is correct..."
Osfiya called out the cracking interface of the background information of the website without changing her face, her eyes were downcast and her voice was calm:
"He's supposed to be here at a party during this period, hopefully we haven't missed it."
Just looking at the obvious hacking in her hands, and realizing why she said 'I'll use it later' just now, Fangran asked in a daze:
"What are you doing?"
"It was a private gathering with scientific research presentations that were biased towards commercial investment, and those who would attend were the top circles in the country, those consortium directors with large amounts of capital, investors of large enterprises, and even international financial oligarchs. "
"The activities of these people will not be disclosed to the outside world at all. The organizer will send invitations to each person individually, so we need other means to know the time of the party."
All kinds of cracking prompts on the screen flashed in the blue eyes, and Osfiya replied flatly, which made Qing Ning, who heard her explanation, make an exclamation of "Hey... ".
"It sounds like a gathering of nobles in the West."
"In the past, the aristocratic gatherings have always existed, but they have been reduced to a small circle that is difficult for ordinary people to reach,"
Searching for the invitation information related to 'Krim Clayshawn' in the background data that has been quietly entered, Osphia explained to her in a calm voice:
"Formal attire, evening dresses, orchestra performances, champagne and red wine, there will also be dance sessions and etiquette requirements. In fact, it is just a social venue for some people."
Thinking of the real aristocratic party that he rushed into the manor in a Ferrari and attended, Fangran looked at Osfia a little strangely.
"You seem familiar?"
Then she was glanced at by those blue eyes and heard her calm voice.
"Because I have also participated."
You don't even know the route from Bath to London, but you know this kind of thing...
At the moment when he sighed and thought about something in his heart, the search results on the screen finally appeared!
"found it."
Then Fangran heard the words of Osfiya's frowning suddenly:
"Wait....this is..."
"What's the matter?"
Looking at where her eyes were, Fangran saw that where the cursor stayed on the party invitation list on the screen was a name under 'Krim Clayshaw',
Donald.
"Is this person... a participant?"
Noticing that the name did not indicate the surname, knowing that since it was a party of this level, the organizer could not make such an omission, so he could only think of the only possibility, Fangran tried to ask with a frown.
"The official force in France is the Priory, an organization established by His Excellency Herschel in the past. He should be the most powerful B-level among them, and he is also the person in charge under the A-level."
The moment Osphia saw the name, her eyes sank and she began to rethink her actions, then looked at Fangran and Qing Ning.
"His appearance also means that we cannot contact Kerim Clayshawn normally, and someone has to be responsible for distracting him."
"Can't we explain it to him?"
Still not quite understanding the details of the situation at the moment, Qing Ning asked a little strangely, and then saw Osfiya gently shaking her head.
"The official participants will not change their positions just because of the few words of the wanted person. Only His Excellency Herschel can expose Kolossos. Otherwise, we don't need to bother to solve the simulation scene."
"Then I'll lure him away, and you guys come and find a chance to contact that person,"
Hearing Osfiya's explanation, Qing Ning blinked and agreed:
"It just so happens that you and Fangran are familiar with that 'Krim'."
Nodding his head, admitting that it was indeed the best choice to lure Donald away by Lime, who was also at the B level, Osfia then turned to look at Fangran beside him:
"Then you and I will sneak into the hall of the venue and find a way to contact Clayshawn."
There was no objection to this, and he agreed with his hands. Fangran asked the last question:
"What about the time of the party?"
"Tomorrow night."
Just tomorrow night?
"So if we want to investigate the cult group, we'd better solve it tomorrow during the day."
"Well, I see..."
He answered with a long sigh, then slumped into the soft sofa, thinking that luckily he hadn't missed the sigh of relief, Fangran couldn't help sighing,
There's really no time to catch your breath...
"Then it's decided."
Hearing that he agreed without any objection, Osfiya closed the screen of the notebook, and then slowly got up, the voice sounded clear and calm.
"After the investigation of the cult group is over tomorrow, we will find a way to sneak into the party at night and get a way to find the mentor through Clayshawn."
From returning to the hotel, sorting out the intertwined intelligence information, and uncovering the truth about the association usurping the royal court, at this moment Fangran and the others finally determined the next action plan.
"that... ."
Then at this moment, in the room inside the hotel suite, Tang Bing cautiously poked his head out from the door, watching them with a weak voice as if they had finished discussing the business.
"If I can't go home... can I buy a change of clothes nearby...?"
There was some twist in the words, yesterday was definitely the longest night she had ever experienced, just the first encounter with Ignat, she was sweating profusely from running away desperately, let alone turn around Bath and return to London series of experiences.
Tang Bing felt sticky for a long time, because Fangran was in the same room last night, so he didn't have the nerve to say that he wanted to take a bath.
Then when I calmed down during the day and decided to ask to go home after a while, so it passed pretty quickly,
Very unlucky to encounter a rogue attack...
Don·felt the malice from life·ice
Tang Bing, who could only accept the reality honestly, turned his head away in a low voice with a reddish face after patting the bed in grief, incompetence and rage.
"Senior, can you go with me... I'm scared alone..."
Hearing her mosquito-like voice, and seeing Tang Bing's bright and cheerful side, which was completely different from usual, Fangran was slightly taken aback by something strange,
Then just when he was about to say yes, a brisk voice that was faster than him rang happily.
"I'll go with you, I'll go with you, just so I have a lot of things I want to buy!"
Lime, who had been eating instant noodles in the simulated scene, raised her hand and opened her mouth when she heard that she was going to go shopping.
Opened his mouth silently, realizing that he had missed the opportunity, Fangran, who came back to his senses and continued to slump on the sofa and sighed, glanced at Qing Ning and Tang Bing who were about to go out.
Then he looked at Osfia beside him, and asked in a relaxed tone:
"Is it okay to let them go out like this?"
Osphia, who didn't care, bypassed the captives who were tied to the coffee table, and slowly walked towards a room to calmly answer:
"Escaping from the British territory is quite temporarily out of sight of the other party. Except for today's coincidence, as long as we don't take the initiative to expose ourselves, even an association cannot find us so quickly."
Then before she opened the door and walked into the room, she paused slightly,
Seemingly hesitating for a moment, she finally said in a cold voice:
"So just relax tonight, how about you go take a bath, tomorrow is the day for action."
After finishing speaking, Osfia closed the door.
And when she heard her suggestion that she cared about, Fangran was slightly taken aback, and then remembered so many things that happened whether it was tonight or last night,
One after another, he was a little tired and overwhelmed, maybe he should take a good rest alone.
Glancing at the living room where he was alone, Fangran stretched his waist slowly and vigorously, as if wanting to get out of this serious mode, but still whispered to himself:
"Take a bath, it sounds good...."