Chapter 832 Bond, James Bond (Second update, please subscribe)
The morning sunlight shone through the window screens, breaking the darkness in the room with its yellow light, which cut the shadows in the room into strips.
Sunlight and shadow are divided in this way in the bedroom.
James Bond, who had woken up, did not get up. He just watched the light slowly, almost imperceptibly but at the same time unstoppably move in the room. There was a North American red oak table in the room, leaning against the gray fireplace, and there were bookshelves full of books.
This is his bedroom - simple and... simple again!
After lying there for an unknown amount of time, James Bond sat up from the bed, enjoying the silence feebly. Hearing the cuckoo call on the Ming alarm clock, Bond smiled slightly, staring at it, lost in some memories.
This was a birthday present sent to him by his friend two years ago, his only friend. He was an orphan who had been wandering the streets of Buenos Aires in his early years, and some of his friends. He only had one friend among those people, little William who had always followed him around. After his father died, he also became an orphan and wandered the streets with him.
That summer fifteen years ago, a well-dressed gentleman walked up to them and asked.
"Would you like to come with me to a place where you can receive an education and no longer have to beg for a living?"
Then they arrived at the school. What kind of school was that?
He didn't know it at the time, but now it seems that it was a spy school, a place for training spies. It was there that he received a British-style education. Gradually, he changed from a street kid to a British gentleman. Later, he got the name James Bond and came to Britain...
Then he heard nothing from Hank again, until two years ago, when he received this gift.
“He’s grown up now!”
While sighing, time passed by in the cuckoo's call. James Bond smiled, then shook his head, as if he was laughing at his own unprofessionalism.
As an agent, and the kind that stays undercover for a long time, what does he need?
Of course, it must be professional enough.
Over the years, James Bond has become accustomed to loneliness. He is used to living alone, perfectly hiding his identity - an agent of the Ming Empire Investigation Bureau, codename: 007.
But this is a secret he hides deep in his heart!
As an undercover agent carrying out a long-term undercover mission, he must wait for orders from someone unknown and eat breakfast, lunch and dinner strictly on time. At the same time, he must work diligently like all civil servants. He must be more focused and diligent than others. Why is this?
It is for promotion and to gain more trust. Only in this way can he get a higher position and obtain more intelligence.
This is exactly why he is lurking here!
After having breakfast in the restaurant of his landlady, Mrs. Will, James Bond once again wandered aimlessly around the city this weekend. He was a little unable to concentrate at this moment, because he had realized that the world was changing. What was this change?
It's war!
Yes, it's war!
Britain is making full preparations for war with the four major empires including the Ming Dynasty!
"Once they have completed their preparations, they will definitely declare war on the Ming Dynasty!"
As he was thinking about this, he found himself walking to Hyde Park in the city center. He was startled. Because it was the weekend, people were coming in and out of Hyde Park from time to time. There were many ladies holding parasols, including many young women. However, James Bond had no interest in women at all.
He has become accustomed to loneliness, and in his opinion, loneliness is the best choice to ensure safety.
It is now 10 o'clock and there are many people in the park. James Bond has also walked in the park. As usual, in addition to tourists, Hyde Park has always been a gathering place for people, and there are speakers everywhere.
Soon after entering the park, James Bond saw a small group of people gathered. The man standing in the middle was wearing a slightly old hat that was pressed down to his brow. He was shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Gentlemen, we must fight for our rights. We, the workers in Britain, must have pensions and work-related injury insurance like the workers in the Ming Dynasty. God can testify that I have been there. It is like a paradise, a paradise for workers and ordinary people..."
Listening to that man's speech, James Bond felt his whole body shaking.
"Look at what we have here. Poverty, suffering, and no one cares about us..."
He frowned, because in a moment, James Bond missed home again. He missed Ming Dynasty, which was his country!
It was that country that saved him from the streets, so that he would not die on the streets due to illness or beatings like other street children. Recalling the grass and trees in the school, and the Ming Dynasty in his dreams, James Bond sat on a wooden chair by the roadside. When he was lost in thought, suddenly, a charming voice rang beside him.
"Sir, what you are thinking about must be something very wonderful!"
Turning my head, I saw a girl with some freckles on her nose. She was not pretty, but very delicate. She was dressed appropriately, which made people feel that she was a very well-educated girl.
"Yes, miss, it's the most wonderful thing!"
James Bond smiled, and his smile made the girl blush. He was so handsome!
"Can you tell me about it, sir?"
"certainly……"
Facing the girl's request, James Bond did not refuse. With a smile on his face, he did not describe the Ming Dynasty in his dreams to the girl, but described his ignorance about love. While speaking, his eyes were always on the girl in front of him, and he could feel her fascination with him.
But... this is a mission.
The target of the mission is the girl in front of him. Her father is a senior government official. In the future, her father even has the opportunity to become prime minister. With his support, she can easily get a higher position. Then what?
Looking at the girl, James Bond showed off his charm to the fullest, while the girl looked at him with eyes full of love. It seemed that at this moment, the troubles of the world had nothing to do with them...
"My name is Alice, what's yours?"
The girl asked, looking at the man in front of her with fascination.
"Bond, James Bond!"
He had a charming smile on his face...
(End of this chapter)
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