Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Sure, you can take it."

Dylan handed her the lighter and continued swinging.

After getting the lighter, Feng Qingyu sneaked back to her room to relieve stress, but was caught by Outcast. She remembered Kal'tsit's instructions and confiscated the item on the spot.

"No, you can't do this. There are many ways to make yourself happy. Don't get stuck in a dead end."

I seem to have seen twenty-one somewhere.

Outcast's judgment was completely correct. Feng Qingyu didn't want to admit it, as that would be embarrassing. Her skin was getting thinner and thinner, and now it was as thin as a cicada's wing. If she poked it again, it would really break.

"I'm not giving up on myself. Ma'am, you're worrying too much. I just habitually... habitually want to have two."

After listening to Feng Qingyu's explanation, Outcast had no intention of returning the lighter to her.

"Why don't you change your habits and eat more sweets like me? There are many ways to vent your emotions. When I'm unhappy, I will do two things. One is to eat a lot of sweets, and the other is to go to the shooting range and shoot a thousand rounds of bullets to vent my anger."

"Wow, isn't the second method going to be expensive?"

A thousand rounds of bullets, enough money to buy a house.

"Blank bullets used for training are not as extravagant as you think. They are very cheap. If we use ammunition tempered with Originium, no one will dare to practice at the shooting range. There is a shooting range in the Rhodes Island office in Victoria. Do you want to try it?"

Outcast took Feng Qingyu to his room and gave her the long gun that they used for sparring during the day.

"This is for you. You are the most talented non-Sakota shooter I have ever seen. This gun has not been given to you through a ceremony yet. It is not anyone's guardian gun. You can use it with confidence."

The gun in his hand felt very heavy, and Feng Qingyu had an illusion - what he was holding in his hand was not a long gun, but a pile of red gold.

Of course she was embarrassed to accept such a valuable item.

"Ma'am, I can't accept it. I didn't win the competition, so... I can't just accept anything you give me. And this, the market value is almost 10 million Longmen coins."

Outcast pushed the gun into Feng Qingyu's arms.

"It's useless for me to keep it because I'm not used to it. I use a revolver in daily combat, which is the one on my waist. Compared with long guns, I prefer short guns and other small guns that are flexible to operate. Large guns are more in line with the preferences of you young people. It's a waste to keep something I don't use with me. It's better to give it to someone more suitable."

"This……"

Feng Qingyu couldn't help but be attracted by this gun. Every part of it was attractive and completely met her needs. She couldn't ignore it when it was placed next to her.

She thought of a compromise, which was to buy it with money. No matter how expensive the item was, paying the corresponding amount of money was an equal exchange, and she would not feel guilty.

"I'll give you money, how much?"

"Hei Yu, didn't Kal'tsit tell you that this seems very polite and unfamiliar? Are you Yan country people so fond of talking about money?"

"I...that's not what I meant."

"What do you mean? If you keep talking to me about this, I'll get angry."

"Ma'am, I'm so sorry."

The issue of paying money was suppressed due to Outcast's overly tough attitude.

"I'm going to rest. You should go back to your room. Sufficient sleep is the guarantee for efficient completion of the task. Don't stay up late just because you are young."

Outcast and Feng Qingyu said goodnight to each other. Of course, the lighter was not returned. Feng Qingyu had no choice but to not smoke if he was not allowed to, or wait until Victoria to smoke as much as he wanted.

It wasn't long before daybreak and Feng Qingyu knew it was because of the jet lag.

The aircraft passed over Leithania, and it took another two hours to reach Londinium, and it took another hour from Londinium to reach Hill County.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning when the team arrived at the Rhode Island office in Hill County.

The last time I went to Toronto in Victoria was the county of Toronto. The Feng family’s home is located at the junction of the County of Hills and the County of Toronto, and strictly speaking, it belongs to the County of Toronto.

Thinking of what the old man did, she didn't want to go back at all. If she didn't go back, Rhodes Island would be harassed every day, which would be really troublesome.

"Let's take one step at a time."

No one can predict what will happen in the future. All she can do is move forward with the flow of time.

……

At 10:45am, the Rhode Island expatriate team arrived in Victoria's Hill Country, a few minutes earlier than scheduled.

The office had enough space to park aircraft, and Feng Qingyu also saw the shooting range and training ground that Outcast mentioned. There were not many operators stationed in the office, only ten in total.

Some of these operators' names are code names, and some are real names. Currently, only four of them are waiting in the office, and the others have missions.

The person in charge of the office is a male operator named Oliver, who is not yet forty years old, probably around thirty-four or thirty-five. The other male operator who is playing cards is named Will. There are two others who are drinking tea, also male operators, named Shredder and Fred.

They all wore the same operator uniform, which looked very familiar. It seemed to be the exclusive skin of the three-star Rhodes Island operator of Rouge.

In the office, Feng Qingyu also saw an extra person who was not supposed to be here.

"Miss, would you like some Victoria's desserts? Oh, and I have some freshly brewed black tea. Victoria's black tea goes perfectly with the desserts."

A blond Vaifan, holding a plate of beautiful freshly baked cookies, enthusiastically recommended them to Feng Qingyu, a stranger.

Her enthusiasm is not like Huang's. This enthusiasm is elegant and measured. It can be seen that she has received a good education since childhood, and her every move and gesture reveals the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

Blonde hair, Vaifan… this girl looks familiar.

"Have we met somewhere?"

Vaifan smiled and shook his head.

"We met for the first time today. Miss must have seen someone who looks like me somewhere before and mistook him for me. There are many blonde girls in Victoria, and I am just an inconspicuous one among them. Would you like a cup of black tea?"

"Thank you."

The exquisite white porcelain teacup with carefully painted royal blue patterns on the outside and the reddish-brown tea is a perfect match for such a relaxing afternoon.

When you drink the tea, it tastes a bit bitter at first, and then becomes sweet.

There are no added ingredients, such as sugar cubes and lemon slices. The ingredients are on the tray next to it and can be added as needed. Outcast took one of the cups and threw a few sugar cubes into it.

During this time, Feng Qingyu heard the staff in the office call the girl named Vaifan, who called herself "very inconspicuous", "Little Jenny".

Jenny should be a nickname, which has the same nature as the nicknames of the Yan people.

"Jane...Jane Willow..."

Wait, isn't this girl the heroine in those photos Victoria sent me? The blonde hair, the beautiful blue eyes, and the horns are exactly the same as the ones in the photos.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Jane Willow?" Feng Qingyu asked tentatively.

Blonde Vaifan hesitated for a few seconds when she heard her name. She had listened to the conversation just now. Everyone called her "Little Jenny" and no one introduced themselves to each other.

"Yes, it is me. Miss, how do you know my name?"

Twenty-two Ladies

"I...well, I know you from my father."

Feng Qingyu took out the letter from his backpack, as well as Miss Willow's personal information and a stack of daily photos that looked like artistic photos.

"My father asked someone to send it to me. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm from Lungmen and I'm currently an operator at Rhodes Island. My name is Feng Qingyu, codenamed Black Feather, you can call me whatever you want."

Miss Willow suddenly realized and lifted her skirt to salute Feng Qingyu.

"Hello, Miss Feng. I'm Jane Willow. I've heard of your name for a long time and have seen your photos before. You look very impressive and handsome in the photos. It's my honor to meet you."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, which seemed no big deal to others as it was basic social etiquette. However, from Feng Qingyu's perspective, it seemed very unfamiliar.

She was thinking that Miss Willow was no different from those fancy aristocratic daughters. This slightly boring way of chatting was fine occasionally, but it was boring to do it every day.

This blind date candidate has been quietly cut out in his heart. Feng Qingyu also knows himself well. As a small-time gangster, it is impossible for him to win the favor of a rich lady.

The so-called blind date is nothing more than a casual meeting and chat to give face to each other's parents.

"Do you know?"

Outcast walked silently to Miss Willow's side and took a still warm cookie from the plate.

"Well, it tastes good. It would be better if it were a little sweeter. Ah, this exquisite little dessert has given my empty stomach the long-lost satisfaction. My tongue is beginning to miss some more intense tastes. Miss Jane is not only cute, but also skillful."

When saying this, Outcast's eyes were on Feng Qingyu.

She seemed to know that Miss Jane Willow was the blind date arranged by the family for Feng Qingyu. Her eyes were probably saying "grasp the opportunity well" and her face had a familiar aunt's smile. Such a fresh and refined lady Outcast would actually show such a down-to-earth expression.

"Well... technically speaking, we don't know each other. The reason I came to Victoria was to meet Miss Willow. I wonder when Miss Willow will be free?"

Feng Qingyu felt at a loss.

yysy, she felt that Miss Willow was a little different from what she had imagined. Apart from her appearance, there seemed to be no other place that moved her. Her father's letter said that Miss Willow was looking forward to their meeting.

Looking forward to... ?

The thought of getting married was terrifying. It wasn't that the blind date partner was unsuitable, but Feng Qingyu felt that he was not worthy of the other person. Moreover, the two were from different worlds, so they were definitely not suitable.

"I have all day today. Since I am only a ceremonial guard, I don't have many opportunities to be assigned tasks."

There was a hint of disappointment in Miss Willow's eyes.

"Actually, I'd rather be a soldier who can fight in battle."

Later, she realized her situation and apologized quickly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Feng, I kept talking about my own affairs, which were all very boring and bothered you. I also baked some shortbread, would you like to try some? I heard that you came all the way from Longmen, so you must be hungry."

Although Feng Qingyu was not very interested in sweets, if it could make this young lady happy, it would not be a bad idea to force himself to eat some. A white lie can make people happy.

"I'm hungry and I always love Victoria's sweets."

She picked up a piece of Victoria shortbread that was fried to a crispy golden brown. Victoria's shortbread tasted sweeter, while Longmen's shortbread had pickled mustard greens in it, so it tasted saltier.

The one baked by Miss Willow is the most classic Victorian butter shortbread. The ingredients are simple - wheat flour, butter, sugar, salt, and milk. If you want to make it in a variety of flavors, you can add fillings.

There were several flavors on the plate. Feng Qingyu got the chocolate flavor. When he bit open the skin, the chocolate sauce underneath would appear.

The sweetness is moderate, not too sweet, so Outcast doesn't feel sweet enough.

"It tastes good, better than what I bought at the pastry shop. We have an operator in Rhodes Island who is trying hard to make desserts, but every time he makes something with a very strange color, all the operators who have eaten it have been admitted to the medical department for intravenous drips."

These desserts were a bit addictive. Although Feng Qingyu said that he didn't like sweets, his body was honest and he took a few more.

Miss Willow baked not only cookies and shortbread, but also waffles, puff pastry, and small cakes, and everything was delicious.

"Who said they don't like sweets?"

Outcast's words had hidden meaning, and Feng Qingyu knew she was talking about his behavior of saying one thing and doing another.

"It's not too late for me to like it now. I didn't say I didn't like it... I prefer salty food. By the way, Ms. Outcast, I have a few mooncakes in my bag, I'm sure they will suit your taste."

Feng Qingyu stuffed several mooncakes known for their sweetness to Outcast. There were cantaloupe flavor, strawberry flavor, coconut flakes, white lotus, and red bean paste flavors, all of which were the epitome of sweetness.

The sweetness of mooncakes is not inferior to macarons, so it is not an exaggeration to call them the macarons of Yan Country.

"What is this? It's beautifully done."

"Our Yan Country's specialty dessert, mooncakes. Yesterday was Yan Country's Mid-Autumn Festival. My friend sent me a few boxes. I couldn't finish them all, so I shared some with others. I still have a few in my bag. I'll give them to you."

"Are your mooncakes sweet?"

"I grew up eating mooncakes. How can I give you mooncakes that are not sweet? If this mooncake is not sweet, I will eat it myself."

"I feel much more relieved with your words."

Outcast accepted all the mooncakes and put them in her bag, ready to eat them when she was craving for them. She had a mission later and was worried that eating too much would waste time.

"Everyone, please follow me to the office restaurant. It's lunch time now and the chef has prepared enough food. By the way, little Jenny, come along too."

Oliver, the head of the office, led a group of people to the restaurant next door. The restaurant was much smaller than the Rhodes Island ship and could accommodate about 20 people dining at the same time.

The operators on the aircraft and those in the office could just sit at two tables, with some extra seats.

The chef was a Victorian, a woman in her thirties, who was well maintained and looked very young. I heard that she was a mother of several children.

She had never been educated and because of her Tara origin, it was difficult for her to find a job in Hill County. The restaurant she had previously opened was smashed by Victorians and could not continue to run. She heard that Rhode Island Kitchen was recruiting and the salary was considerable, so she came to apply.

This chef’s cooking skills are so good that they beat a three-star medical operator from Rhodes Island.

Although it is lunch now, strictly speaking, this scale is already afternoon tea. The main dishes are sandwiches, toast, scones and cakes with jam, smoked sausages and steaks, and the beverage is black tea.

It's half and half salty and sweet, which isn't too bad.

When lunch started, Feng Qingyu specifically picked up something that was not sweet. Thinking that he had to have Coke with his meals, he temporarily left the table and went to the store on the street to buy some.

Lunch is not a complete lunch without an ice cold Coke.

"Do you need any other drinks? I can bring them."