After the technical support team used a radio wave detector to ensure that there was no radio wave transmission in Mr. W's office, Mr. W asked everyone to leave the room and picked up the phone. "Pick up Ms. M." Soon, Ms. M answered the phone: "What's the matter?" Mr. W briefly summarized what had just happened. "It's unlike you, W, to make such a mistake," said Ms. M. in a reproachful tone. "Start cleaning up immediately. The risk of Shelley's rebellion is too high now." "Yes, I request that she be removed from the mission and put into retirement." "No, she might defect to the Yellow King, who has connections with the Greater China authorities. Although she is still young, she has participated in some operations that must not be known to the Chinese because of you. It was you who brought her into the business, it was you who guaranteed her loyalty, and it was you who advocated implanting her with an internal pupil chip that resists amnesia. Now, you have to take responsibility. If you cannot carry it out, let..." "No, let me do it." W's voice sounded much older. "W," Ms. M said, "after this mission is over, I think you need a long vacation." "Yes, Ms. M, I think it is necessary," W responded.
"Do your duty." After saying that, Ms. M hung up the phone. W put down the phone, sat at the table and stared at the empty, smooth desktop. He just stood there, waiting for a long time, like a sculpture. Finally, he let out a long sigh, picked up the headset that he had just put on the table for the call, put it on his ear and ordered: "Technical team, check the condition of the rapid ablation box, and get the stuntman ready. The 3D printer will start printing Shelley's mask immediately, and the wig should also be prepared." ** After a full meal, Shelley touched her round belly and thought that she should add a set of exercises tonight and tomorrow morning to burn extra calories. Although I no longer want to constrain myself by the standards of a spy, as a girl, my pursuit of beauty will not change, and it has nothing to do with whether I am a spy or not. She returned to the British floor with ease, pushed the door open and entered the room, then went straight to W's room for today's report. But today, she won't tell W every detail, definitely not. She decided to hide the dream and what the King in Yellow had done to her. She reported what happened from 4 . to closing time as if it had happened today, and in order to make the content seem more substantial, she included some details that she would never normally mention. W listened attentively as usual, nodded from time to time, and asked "and then what" at the right time. Finally, Shelley finished his report. W looked at her expression, was silent for a few seconds, and then asked: "You seem to be in good spirits today, but yesterday the psychological assessment team believed that the possibility of your collapse is increasing. Did anything good happen?" Shelley had anticipated this question and nodded slightly. "Yes, today, I suddenly figured out some things. Therefore, I would like to request to withdraw from this mission again." W took a deep breath and nodded, "Based on your mental status assessment, I think you should indeed withdraw. I will apply to Ms. M." Shelley narrowed her eyes. She felt a little surprised, but - it was good to get rid of the spy life for a while. Although it meant returning to her country and staying away from Masha and the others for a while, but - But I feel like I don’t like Masha to the point where I can’t let go. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to return to the UK now.
"Then I will go to rest today and wait for the results of your discussion with Ms. M." Shelley stood up, turned and walked towards the door. ---- No, even though there is still some content that has not been finished, I’ll just go to sleep. Chapter 331: Even though they were gold ahead, they still didn't lose the Baron. Brother Li is awesome (fourth update) Shelley was quite calm when she felt the impact from behind. ——Sure enough, he was right. As she thought about this, she looked down at her chest. ——He was still wrong about one thing. British spies would not shoot out from the front with pistol bullets. At this moment, the poison in the warhead had deprived her of her breath and creed. As her career went astray, the last thought flashed through her mind again. ——It’s a pity that such a good figure of mine was gone before I could even be hugged… From beginning to end, she never looked back at her mentor and de facto father. ** W put down his gun. Having dealt with many traitors personally, he was in a very confused mood and had to take several deep breaths before he could calm down. He stood up and walked over to the fallen Shelley. The ultra-small bullets fired by British agents' special firearms will only leave a small bullet hole on the human body, and basically will not penetrate from the other side. Therefore, people who are hit by this kind of bullet will bleed very little, and if the target's clothes are a little thick, outsiders may not even be able to react immediately that she has been shot. But the poison in the bullet is so deadly that it will quickly kill the target no matter where it hits in the body. W looked at Shelley. The girl didn't seem to be dead at all. The color on her face hadn't even faded yet. However, her pupils were dilating, indicating that life had already left her body. W stretched out his hand, gently closed Shelley's eyes, and then personally picked up the girl who was like his adopted daughter. The agent outside the door opened the door at this time and made way for W. W held Shelley in his arms and came to the technical team's room. The room had an entire wall of displays, which showed images from the Sky Eye camera shared by China, as well as images taken by various cameras installed by the British themselves. In a corner of the room, there was a device that looked very much like the magical automatic treatment box in science fiction movies. W walked over with Shelley in his arms. The box opened automatically and he placed Shelley inside, laying her down before removing her bags, cell phones and other electronics that the box couldn't handle. Of course, there is also the watch that W gave her on her birthday last year. W placed these relics one by one in the small box held by the agent behind him, and finally pressed the close button of the box. This box can dispose of clothes that may be stained with blood, and it can also make the underwire of the bra unrecognizable and thoroughly clean any remaining traces. In just half an hour, a person will completely disappear from time, without leaving a bone or a hair. It is more thorough than cremation, but also much more expensive than cremation. Listening to the sound of the machine running, Mr. W couldn't help but reveal a sad expression on his face. None of the agents around spoke.
** At the same time, after reading Shelley's information, Masha played Three Kingdoms with the girls while Shelley was having supper. While they were having fun, Masha suddenly felt a connection with the magic weapon. He put the cards in his hand on the table and said, "Wait a minute, I have something to do." Then he stood up and walked to another table where the magic weapon was placed - there were many other books on this table, such as Masha's college textbooks, and supplementary books prepared for Hongye and the others. The magic weapon feels perfectly placed inside, and most people would never imagine that an ordinary Huanggang secret scroll in the teaching aid book is a magic weapon. Masha went over and picked up the magic weapon, and the magic weapon immediately turned automatically to the page about Shelley. There was a huge seal on Shelley's page, and the seal contained only two words: Death. Masha frowned and was surprised, but he immediately laughed - damn, the British girl was given to him for free! ——Oh, I was thinking about improving her favorability tomorrow, and now it’s a gift for nothing! ——Who did this? I will give him a medal weighing one ton! Masha suddenly remembered that there was a scroll bar, and hurried to check the dynamics in the scroll bar. At first glance, he saw that the favorability had increased by 30. ——What the hell? She even increased my favorability before she died? Masha looked more carefully and found in the scroll bar Shelley's thoughts before his death: It's a pity that I have such a good figure, but I died before I was hugged... ——Is it so sexy? ——Let me hug you tightly. At this time, the League Secretary asked: "What's wrong? Is there any progress on the British side?" Masha looked back at her and smiled freely. Then he said: "I originally thought that it would take five weeks or even longer to develop Shelley into one of our members. I even thought about tricking the British into suspecting Shelley and forcing her into a desperate situation, forcing her to join us. Unexpectedly, before I even started, the British took the action that was exactly what I wanted." Masha said this as if all of this was part of his plan. He said as he continued to confirm the scroll bar. ——The person who did it was actually Shelley’s mentor? ——Obi-Wan was not killed by Lord Black, but killed Skywalker instead? ——I don’t know what Shelley thought about dying at the hands of his mentor before he died. It’s not written in the post. Maybe he died before he even had time to think about it? The League Secretary then asked, "So, the British eliminated Shelley as a traitor?" Masha glanced at the league secretary and nodded: "Yes." Hongye was shocked: "What do you mean? Miss Shelley, is she dead?"
"Ah, dead, cold as ice," Masha checked the latest updates, "and the body has been thrown into a decomposition machine, and will soon be completely dissolved by various chemical solvents." Hongye's face turned pale: "This... In the afternoon, she even promised to design exclusive maid outfits for Huahua and me!" Hua Gu Shuang was also in a state of complete shock. After hearing what Hong Ye said, she finally reacted and nodded immediately: "Yes, yes! She is also going to design maid outfits for us! How come..." The two girls seemed unable to accept this reality at all, otherwise they would have probably burst into tears. Hongye's eyes were red: "Why are you still smiling, Tui Ma?" Masha's mouth corners raised. Chihiro said: "Because this is his plan." Masha nodded. "Yes, this is the first step for Shelley to be reborn and embrace a brand new life. It is the lows and setbacks that must be experienced before Nirvana. Of course, I didn't expect this setback to come in such a drastic way, and so quickly. I miscalculated on this point." League Secretary: "Did you really miscalculate?" "Really." Masha nodded seriously. Hongye looked like she didn't understand what Masha was talking about: "Thigh Mom, you are... you... Miss Shelley is dead, isn't she?" Masha nodded: "That's right. Nothing in the world is immortal. Only with death can there be rebirth. Death is not the end of everything. On the contrary, death is the real beginning." Then Masha snapped his fingers and said, "Gui Gui, you and Xiao Xiao Ni, come and help me set up the magic circle." The league secretary muttered quietly: "They're dead, but you're still trying to trick them?" Masha smiled and said nothing. He didn't tell the League Secretary that after the resurrection coin was used to revive the body, it would disappear. He had to wait until the British machine had completely "digested" Shelley's body before he could use his special skill, chasing souls from the underworld. He began to command Guigui and the little Guigui who had just crawled out of the box to draw magic circles on the ground. ---- That’s right, I want to kill the girls, the key girls, the protagonist’s harem, but I also want to make you happy! Not only do we want you to be overjoyed, but we also want you to say from the bottom of your heart, "The tickets are all yours, hurry up." Chapter 332: The Underworld Chasing the Soul of Huang Masha (Part ) Mr. W felt mixed emotions as he looked at the agent dressed up as Shelley with a 3D printed mask. "Be careful." He handed the ticket to Shelley's pretender in person. "The Chinese have the most advanced dynamic recognition and facial recognition technology. Let's try today to see if an experienced pretender can beat these technological products." Shelley nodded, then turned and left the room. Mr. W continued to stand in the technical team's room. The leader of the technical team looked at him puzzledly. Mr. W said softly, "Let me stay with her until the end."
The old spy was depressed. ** Masha held the resurrection coin that was transferred to him through the magic weapon. When he held the coin before, no specific method of use entered his mind, but now, the method has naturally appeared in his mind, as if he knew how to use it from the beginning. Guigui was using the scale brought from the kitchen to weigh various ingredients, and then placed the weighed ingredients in the middle of the magic circle that had just been drawn. The resurrection coin cannot violate the law of conservation of mass, so the body to be resurrected must be "replaced" with a substance of roughly equal mass.