The sin of wearing a crown

The size of the new uniform was just right. Linn took a closer look and saw a lot of fine wiring craftsmanship in the stitching pattern. It should be a combination of machine work and handwork. He was really rich. The financial situation of the [Suppression Bureau] has always been very good. We usually give out benefits and bonuses when there is nothing to do. This kind of material reward is not stingy.

After all, the people below are doing hard work and fighting all kinds of dangers. If material rewards are not guaranteed, who can we expect to do the work? Go on your own?

Life is always more important than money.

Linn put on his new uniform, with his top hat buttoned down slightly to hide his sight. A cold and fierce feeling like a knife was immediately revealed. He seemed to be a ruthless eagle and dog, standing here upright, just like He has a feeling of being unfriendly to strangers, and is naturally associated with secret work and privilege.

Lin En was wearing whatever clothes and appearance he was wearing. He unconsciously imitated the look of the secret police he had seen in previous movies. He swept his gaze along the ground with a plain and unconcerned look. Everyone nearby felt a deep feeling that could be seen with the naked eye. The chill that soaked out was avoided one after another.

Seeing this, Yevni couldn't help but raise her hand to press the little gentleman's top hat, successfully destroying his indescribable sinister aura. This was not the image that the "Lamp Holder" should have.

"Why do I feel like you don't look like you belong to our bureau when you put on this uniform? Instead, you look like gentlemen from [MI6]."

The female knight's complaint accidentally hit the point.

Lin En laughed playfully, looked at him, and confused the outspoken Yingwu Yevni. Holmes was so afraid of MI6. At least until he was fully fledged and had some power, Linn would not deliberately provoke this official organization that did secret intelligence work.

Albion has only one official intelligence organization: MI6.

what does that mean?

This means it has sole power, it means its tail is too big to lose, it means it has become a behemoth with tentacles reaching into all fields, and everyone should stay away from it. Just like Maozi's KGB or Lighthouse's FBI, both organizations had a period of time when their power was overwhelming and no one could check or balance them. Today, after the war, although the influence of MI6 has been weakened, it is still the man-eating monster in the shadows.

A tiger father has no dog sons.

Lin En's father is suspected to be a kite from the Sixth Bureau, the kind of hidden child who stays anonymous and waits to be awakened. This kind of person can be said to have killed his own humanity. But is Linn, who inherited his genes, essentially the same kind of person?

Many people who know some background information will actually have this kind of confusion when facing Lin En, who is confident, talkative, and glamorous. At this moment, Lin En unintentionally imitated a unique temperament, which solidified some ideas, especially when Miss Aitali, who was wearing a new uniform and coat, without any hint of fierce oppression, raised her head and glanced at the straight and handsome figure. Lin En smacked her lips and thought to herself that she almost forgot about this.

Considering the background of Mr. Lynn Moriarty.

He wants to successfully gain the full recognition of Sifen and Campbell, but there may still be some twists and turns.

The four people in the third team holding the lamp were in the light of the platform. The dense steam had not completely dissipated, and the fine snow rolled up by the cold wind was flying slowly, leaving large shadows like moths passing by. The smiles on their faces at this moment were full of joy of reunion and expectations for the future.

As soon as Meldis came over, she was amazed by Linn's new uniform.

The head maid even dared not look directly into the familiar yet unfamiliar pair of emerald eyes. A kind of panic originating from physiological instinct forced her to lower her head obediently and meekly in front of Lin En, whose temperament had changed drastically at this moment. Her heart was beating. It was so fast that it seemed hard to distinguish between the beating of the heart and the joy of dopamine secretion brought about by danger.

"Sir, my wife asked me to tell you that she is going back first. You can visit the manor after you have taken care of the house."

The beautiful mature woman was considerate and didn't forget to remind the young gentleman to comfort the women at home.

Merdis lowered her body and lifted her skirt, looking like Lynn's personal maid. The dull Yevni didn't think anything of this performance. The sharp-minded Aitali blushed slightly, probably thinking about what happened to the rustic big-breasted maid on the way back.

This is probably a kind of concession by Amiste, which can make the relationship between the two closer.

Imagine that the personal maid who is well trained by a charming and beautiful mature woman is not only her personal servant, but also yours, so of course there is no need to say more about the relationship between you.

Not to mention, Merdis has been deeply imprinted on Lin En.

"Well, tell me, I'll do some work at work, and then go to the manor later." Lin En's eyes showed pity and love, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Merdis's face. Lin's cool face was touched by Lin En's eyes. En's palm became hot, and two traces of red appeared involuntarily.

The head maid was like a pampered Persian cat. She happily rubbed her head against Lynn's palm, then lifted her skirt and stepped back.

After doing this habitually, Linn suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

Eveni, who had a slightly weird look in her eyes, immediately looked at her best friend, as if asking if this is normal? The blush on Aitali's face did not subside, and she avoided the female knight subconsciously with a guilty conscience, but then her eyes were clear and she returned your reassuring look with a clear conscience. Everything was under control.

That's right, it's under her and his control, not Yevni's...

The wheelchair girl's sincere gaze dispelled Yevni's few doubts and worries, and she was even more willing to trust the little gentleman.

"Ahem, let's talk while walking. The cold wind here is not a pleasure."

Bill looked around and then suggested that they had prepared a car outside and could go directly to the [Lamp Holder] branch. Well, if the prediction is correct, they will probably spend less and less time in the branch in the future, and more and more time in another place.

At the same time, he handed Linn a notice.

Lin En took the notice and glanced at it, his eyebrows raised involuntarily.

The content of the notice is actually very simple. It is to tell him that the holiday is over, don't go out for paid leave again, and work hard. Even if he is a thorn, he still needs his intelligence. Lin En, a little fox, could easily read the reluctance in it. He crumpled the administrative notice into a ball and put it into his pocket with some arrogance.

"It seems like we can have a big fight?"

The young gentleman asked.

"Yes, this is destined to be our era." Yevni responded with enthusiasm. Although the road ahead of them was windy and snowy, the lights were extremely bright, pulling each other's shadows like giants.