Chapter 839

At night, the palace of comolo was brightly lit.

For nearly a month, today is the most warm and festive day in the palace. Princess Charlotte and the future queen comolo have a huge dinner here to entertain guests from all over the world.

Tonight, the mercenaries of the crow unit of the X mercenary regiment are both guests and the core of the whole security.

Qin Fei had to put on his favorite suit tonight. For Qin Fei, who is used to wearing military uniform, this kind of dress that looks very grand is torture, especially the bow tie around his neck, which makes people feel like he killed himself and couldn't break his breath.

"Congratulations, Qin." Boris appeared in sight, walked up to Qin Fei with a glass of champagne and raised his head to clink a glass with Qin Fei.

Qin Fei can only entertain the head of the French intelligence station in Africa.

"You seem to have gained a lot this time, Mr. Boris."

They touched the glass and politely sipped the edge of the glass.

"We just saved our vested interests," Boris said with a smile "And your X mercenary Corps is the big winner. Marlowe island belongs to your mercenary Corps now. I heard that Princess Charlotte wants to turn it into a training base to train her army, and all the training tasks are borne by you. In this way, you can make a lot of money every year just for training expenses."

"Mr. Boris, only mercenaries of our mercenary regiment are mercenary. Money is not the most important thing for big country players like you. Expose scum like Gary, eradicate the drug processing base on Marlowe Island, and support a highly respected princess to power. You are a model of Western democracy, aren't you?"

Qin Fei teased Boris in his words, "the face of the president of France is expected to shine in the dark tonight. And Mr. Boris, your future is bright, isn't it?"

Boris laughed as if he were very happy and didn't seem to care at all about this slightly teasing compliment.

"We are all winners, but when it comes to money, I don't think you care much about money."

Boris's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"I heard that you have served in the PLA Special Forces before. How do I think people who believe in Marxism don't care much about money?"

Qin Fei's heart moved slightly.

The old fox has something to say. He's setting himself up!

Obviously, Boris has doubts about his identity. In fact, this is also normal. Qin Fei was so lucky that he created the X mercenary regiment in a short time, which had to make people suspect his background.

"I did serve in the PLA, but I have retired. Alas, people like us don't understand anything except shooting and killing. When we leave the army, we can only eat mercenaries. It's the easiest way to make money, so we have to do this business."

Qin Fei admitted that he had been in the PLA because Boris must have investigated himself. There is no need to deny the fact that it has been made public.

But Boris certainly didn't have all the background information about himself.

Because his identity is now estimated to be clear only to the old man and the ghost team, even the people of the third unit of unit 203 led by Lei Ming don't know the specific situation.

It was also for this reason that Boris deliberately or unintentionally found his own routine. As long as he hesitated a little in his tone, the old fox could smell the smell.

He felt like throwing the pot back to Boris.

"Mr. Boris, I have a question for you."

Boris was in a good mood and said, "please, we are friends."

"I want to know, you already know what Gary did on Marlowe island. If I had not guessed wrong, I should have known that he killed all the local people who worked for them, and even knew that you must have your eyes in the palace, and it is clear how Gary got on the throne."

Qin Fei said, paying attention to the change of expression on Boris's face.

Sure enough, Boris's smile gradually stiffened.

"Since you care so much about your own interests, in my opinion, your own special forces are also very excellent. Even in the military base on the island near you, there is a paratrooper special force of the French Corps stationed, with the cooperation of phantom 2000. It should be easy to win Gary, right? Why give this ready-made good thing to our x mercenary corps?"

Qin Fei tutted twice and continued: "is it because you need money to fight? Or are you afraid of casualties? But in my opinion, you care more about your universal values than money, don't you?"

Boris's smile completely froze.

Qin Fei took advantage of the heat to hit the railway: "if I'm right, it's not because of the money and casualties that you don't want to do it yourself, but because you DGSE are afraid of the Black Sun organization behind Gary, right?"

Boris slowly sipped champagne, looked at Qin Fei and said, "Qin, do you think we will be afraid of an underground organization?"

"Of course not!"

Qin Fei deliberately made an exaggerated expression and said, "of course, you DGSE won't be afraid of the Black Sun organization, which is an indiscriminate underground organization, but I think..."

"What do you think?" Boris's eyelids began to close slightly, his eyes became smaller, his eyes seemed to be focused together, staring at Qin Fei, becoming as sharp as a hawk and falcon.

There was a sense of vigilance in him.

"I think you are worrying about the real power behind the Black Sun organization, that is, the big boss." Qin Fei didn't take Boris's sharp eyes seriously and looked at the intelligence leader. "Am I right, Mr. Boris? You're just using me."

"Being used is sometimes a good thing," Boris said. "At least it means you're valuable."

"So I don't mind being used, but since you just said that we are friends, I want to know who is behind the black sun? Who makes MI6 and DGSE afraid of three points, and who makes you dare not even send out the army and watch Gary deliver drugs to you in Europe."

Qin Fei's smile was ironic and provocative, and his tone was slow.

"I'm really surprised. Who is so powerful on this earth? Maybe... The most powerful country?"

Boris's sharp eyes suddenly closed, and the whole person seemed to return to the original normal state.

He shook the champagne in his hand, glanced at Qin Fei and said, "Qin, there is a word in our intelligence community. I think since I said you are my friend and our cooperation is still pleasant, I don't mind telling you."

"I'm all ears!" Qin Fei said.

Boris's eyes became sharp again: "this sentence is - Curiosity Kills the cat. Sometimes people are still confused. They don't know how to live longer than they know."