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When I heard Osphia say that they could only find their mentor through one person now, and was slightly curious about who that person was,

I saw the handsome but pale and frail young man behind the glasses on the laptop screen.

The moment his eyes were stunned in disbelief, Fangran suddenly remembered that this was the person he met on the deck of the icebreaker before rushing into the North Pole!

Eh...

It's him! ? ? ?

"You know him?"

Noticing the difference with Qing Ning, Fangran was stunned for a moment, and Ao Feiya asked softly.

"No, I just met him once by chance..."

Counting on his time in Italy a hundred years ago, almost two months had passed, and Fangran had almost forgotten that he had ever met such a figure.

But recalling the dark and distant sea of ​​stars in the North Pole, he unexpectedly got along well with me, and the 1/2 awakened [Double Card]...

Crim...

Is this his name?

Fangran accidentally learned the name that he had forgotten to ask that time. Fangran's eyes were slightly lost in thought. Then he noticed Qing Ning's curious eyes and reacted. He looked at Osphia apologetically and said:

"Ah, it's okay, let's continue. Why can we find the mentor through him?"

Without asking too many questions, Ophia glanced at him with her blue eyes and continued to explain to the two of them:

"I only learned of his existence when I obtained White Wings. He is one of the few students and experimental assistants of my mentor..."

"That means as long as we catch him, we can find a mentor?"

Why this kidnapper logic?

Looking slightly speechless at the excited Qing Ning, who had already switched his action mode to a simple and rough action like in an action movie, Fang Ran asked more realistically:

"Where are we going to catch him?"

"We haven't determined yet that he is definitely not willing to help us."

Seeing that the two of them skipped the 'negotiation' step, Aufiya calmly corrected her words, then stood up and sat near Fangran, while Qing Ning ran to her other side curiously,

His fingers continued to type letters quickly on the keyboard and opened a website with a beautiful Gothic building as the background.

"This is a celebrity club in Paris that specializes in hosting parties. If the news I heard before the National War is correct..."

Osphia brought up the interface for cracking the website's backend information without changing her expression, her eyes lowered and her voice calm:

"He should be attending a party here during this time, and I hope we haven't missed it."

Just looking at the obvious hacking behavior on her hands, Fangran understood why she just said "I'll use it in a while", Fangran asked in a daze:

"What are you doing?"

"It was a private gathering with a focus on scientific research and commercial investment. The attendees were all from the country's top circles, directors of consortiums with large amounts of capital, investors in large enterprises, and even international financial oligarchs. "

"The activities of these people will not be disclosed to the outside world at all. The organizers send invitation letters to everyone individually, so we need other means to know the time of the party."

Various cracking prompts flashed across the screen in her blue eyes, and Osphia answered calmly, causing Qing Ning to exclaim "Eh..." after hearing her explanation.

"It sounds like a gathering of Western aristocrats in the past."

"Aristocratic gatherings have always existed in the past, but they have been reduced to a small circle that is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with."

Searching for invitation information related to 'Krim Clayshawn' in the background data that had been quietly entered, Osphia explained to her in a calm voice:

"Formal wear, 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 genuine aristocratic gathering he had attended when he rushed into the manor in his Ferrari, Fangran looked at Ophia strangely.

"You seem familiar?"

Then he looked at those blue eyes and heard her calm voice.

"Because I've participated in it too."

I don’t even know the route from Bath to London, but I know this kind of thing very well...

At the moment when he was sighing and thinking, the search results finally appeared on the screen!

"found it."

Then Fangran heard Ophia suddenly frowning:

"Wait...this is..."

"What happened?"

Looking at where she was looking, Fangran saw that where the cursor rested on the party invitation list on the screen was a name under 'Krim Clayshawn'.

Donald.

"This person...is a participant?"

Noting that the name did not include a surname, and knowing that since it was a party of this level, the organizer could not make such an omission, he could only think of the only possibility, Fangran frowned and tried to ask.

"The official force in France is the Priory, an organization founded by Lord Herschel in the past. He should be the strongest B-class among them, and he is also the person in charge below A-class."

The moment she saw this name, Ophia's eyes immediately sank and she began to rethink her actions, and then looked at Fang Ran and Qing Ning.

"His appearance also means that we cannot have normal contact with Krim Clayshawn, and someone has to be responsible for diverting him away."

"Can't we explain it to him?"

Still not quite understanding the details of the situation at this moment, Qing Ning asked a little strangely, and then saw Ophia shaking her head gently.

"Official participants will not change their stance just because of a few words from a wanted person. The only one who can expose Corossos is His Excellency Herschel, otherwise we wouldn't have bothered to solve the simulation scenario."

"Then I'll lure him away, and you guys can find a chance to get in touch with that person,"

After hearing Ao Feiya's explanation, Qing Ning blinked and agreed:

"It just so happens that you and Fangran are relatively familiar with that 'Krim'."

Nodding and admitting that it was indeed the best choice for Qing Ning, who was also a Class B, to lure Donald away, Osphia then turned to look at Fangran beside her:

"Then you and I sneak into the hall of the venue and find a way to contact Clayshawn."

There was no objection to this, Tan Shou agreed, and Fangran asked the last question:

"What about that party time?"

"Just tomorrow night."

Just tomorrow night? ?

"So if we want to investigate the cult, we'd better solve it during the day tomorrow."

"Well, I know..."

Fangran replied with a long sigh, and then slumped into the soft sofa. Thinking that he was relieved that he hadn't missed it yet, Fangran couldn't help but sigh,

This really leaves no time to breathe...

"Then it's decided."

After hearing his no-objection agreement, Osphia closed the notebook screen, and then stood up slowly while her voice sounded clear and calm.

"After the investigation of the cult group is completed during the day tomorrow, we will find a way to sneak into the party at night and find a way to find the mentor through Clayshawn."

Starting from returning to the hotel, sorting out the intertwined intelligence information, and uncovering the truth about the association's usurpation of the royal court, Fangran and others finally determined their next action plan.

"that...."

Then at this moment, from the room in the hotel suite, Tang Bing cautiously poked his head out from the door and looked at them 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 hesitation in her words. Yesterday was definitely the longest night she had ever experienced. Just when she first encountered Ignat, she was sweating profusely from trying to escape, let alone turning around Bath and returning to London. a series of experiences.

Tang Bing had already felt sticky on his body because Fangran was in the same room last night and was too embarrassed to say that he wanted to take a shower.

Then I calmed down during the day and decided to ask to go home soon, so I got over it.

I was very unlucky to be attacked by rogues...

Tang·felt the malice from life·Bing

After being filled with grief, anger, and incompetence, Tang Bing, who could only accept the reality honestly, turned his head in a low voice with a slight blush on his face.

"Senior, can you accompany me... I'm afraid of being alone..."

Hearing her words as soft as a mosquito, Fangran felt something strange and was slightly startled when he saw Tang Bing's completely different and embarrassed side from his usual sunny and cheerful side.

Then just when he was about to say yes, a brisk voice sounded happily faster than him.

"I'll go with you, I'll go with you. I just happen to have a lot of things I want to buy!"

When he heard that he was going out for shopping, Qing Ning, who had been eating instant noodles in the simulation scene, immediately raised his hands and spoke.

Fang Ran opened his mouth silently and realized that he had missed the opportunity. Fang Ran came back to his senses and continued to slump on the sofa with a sigh. He glanced at Qing Ning and Tang Bing who were already preparing to go out.

Then he looked at Osphia beside him and asked in a relaxed tone:

"Is it okay to let them go out like this?"

Osphia, who didn't care, walked around the prisoner tied to the coffee table, walked slowly towards a room and calmly answered:

"Escape from the UK means that you are 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 the association will not be able to find us so quickly."

Then before opening the door and walking into the room, she paused slightly.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally she spoke calmly with a cold voice:

"So just relax tonight. How about you take a bath? Tomorrow is the day of action."

After saying this, Osphia closed the door.

When he heard her caring suggestion, Fangran was slightly surprised, and then he remembered so many things that had happened tonight and last night.

One thing after another made him 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 forcefully, as if he wanted to break away from this serious mode, but still whispered to himself:

"Would you like to take a bath? It sounds good..."

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