Chapter 1169 Low-key Vincent
Berlin, Tempelhof Airport,
Vincent, who had kept the old men waiting for a long time, finally came back.
After leaving the Capitol, he disguised himself as a passerby, successfully evaded the search of the German Ministry of Magic and boarded the Bugatti Automobile Company's special plane.
Shortly after he boarded the plane, the airport lifted the curfew.
Ten minutes later, the special plane carrying the old man and his relatives set off back to France.
After Vincent briefly explained the whole story, he contacted Victor.
After hearing the 15 billion dollar figure, the other party just said "Oh" calmly.
The same aura of a wealthy dog owner as Sirius made Vincent's slight sense of guilt disappear instantly. "The German Muggle government may very well become our ally in the future, but this is far from enough. The magical governments of various countries also need our people."
Victor perked up. "Are we finally going to start the infiltration? You seem very satisfied with the performance of the Impostor and Defender."
Even the Disapparation Charm cannot penetrate the disguise. Just be careful of those Legilimency masters who can perfectly disguise themselves as anyone.
Vincent turned and looked at some lonely old men.
The fact that they came back alone says it all. Even blood relatives can have different ideas.
"Victor, you are responsible for personnel arrangements. You must treat it with caution."
Victor on the projection screen understood his hint.
With family members around, the psychological pressure of carrying out infiltration missions will be relatively less.
Victor smiled and teased, "You even care about your mental health. It seems you're under a lot of pressure."
Vincent mercilessly made an international friendly gesture, "It's all thanks to you. If I hadn't met you back then, would I have to consider this and that now?"
Victor put away the smile on his face and said, "You have caused such a big trouble. The magical governments of various countries and the International Confederation of Wizards will definitely not let you go."
"That's truly an honor." Vincent raised his lip. "Gwent is getting another new faction."
It's too early to say this now, but Victor has already kept it in mind.
After hanging up the phone, Vincent closed his eyes and took a nap.
After returning to the French headquarters, he took a short rest and immediately started developing a Dominator for Muggles.
It is feasible to replace magic with electricity, but the loss will be very large, and a high-performance battery with large enough capacity and output power that can keep up is needed.
Current Muggle technology is unlikely to meet Vincent's requirements. The capacity can be solved with the Traceless Extension Charm, but the output power needs to be rigorously tested to ensure safe use, which requires a wealth of relevant knowledge.
Time waits for no one, so he contacted Henry to ask if he knew such a professional.
"Batteries... I do know someone who's a top talent in electrical engineering and chemistry."
Hunter seemed reluctant to say more, only promising to set the two up in a meeting as soon as possible.
Two days later, Vincent finally received his reply.
"See you at 3pm this afternoon, on the banks of the Thames in London."
After saying that, Hunter hung up the phone, leaving Vincent confused.
The Thames River... Is it some secret military base?
Vincent mentioned this to Eric during lunch, and the other person's expression immediately became strange.
Judging from this reaction, it is probably either a secret military base or some scientific research center.
"Dad, is this Uncle Hunter reliable?"
Eric nodded heavily. "If we can't solve it there, there are few places in the world that can."
It is now 1995, and Da Ying has not yet completely declined. Its scientific research capabilities are not the best in the world, but at least at the first-tier level.
Vincent was relieved, but he was still very curious, "Dad, what exactly is that place?"
Eric put his hand against his chest, making a gun gesture. "You're so smart, take a guess."
This posture looks familiar.
Vincent asked tentatively, "Martini, shaken, not stirred?"
Eric moved the "gun" towards Vincent's head, "Bingo!"
As a household name in the UK, James Bond can be said to be the idol of every British little boy.
The intelligence department he works for, MI6, is synonymous with mystery.
But to Vincent, MI6 was not mysterious at all.
This department often conducts infiltration and espionage activities in Hong Kong. This is not the first time that "007" has been arrested, and he is not very fond of James Bond.
On the banks of the Thames in London...it turned out to be the headquarters building that was built last year.
No wonder Hunter and his old father are so mysterious. After all, they have the bonus of their childhood heroic complex. Even if this department is very weak in reality, they will take the initiative to protect it.
Unlike his previous anticipation, Vincent, who knew the truth, went out calmly after lunch.
The existence of the MAST-MA unit is a secret, so naturally they will try to be as low-key as possible when returning to China this time.
At 3 p.m. in London, a Land Rover SUV slowly stopped on the banks of the Thames.
Hunter had just pulled the handbrake when a figure suddenly fell from the sky in front of the car.
When he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he almost fell off his sunglasses in shock.
Low-key, really low-key enough.
Hunter quickly opened the car door and got out. "Aren't you wanted by the Ministry of Magic? Why don't you try to disguise yourself?"
Vincent pointed to the sky and said, "No one will find me except you."
Hunter craned his neck to look for a long time and found that the weather was quite good today.
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He twitched his lips and stuffed Vincent into the passenger seat of the car.
"Listen carefully, the place you are going to next is the most mysterious institution in the whole of Britain."
Vincent replied calmly, "I know. It's at the intersection behind Vauxhall Bridge, right?"
Hunter immediately put on a look of astonishment, "Did old man Eric tell you that?"
Vincent imitated his father, put his hand against his chest and made a gun gesture, then smiled and replied, "I guessed it."
Hunter rubbed his brows. "Why do intelligence agencies always like to recruit retired SAS guys? A jerk like your dad is still so popular."
Eric is the former captain of the SAS Red Team. When he retired, all the British intelligence agencies, including the mysterious MI6, came to him one after another to win him over.
If old man Wayne hadn't urged me to get married, I would probably have become the director now.
Vincent knew that his father was a tough guy, but he didn't expect him to be this tough.
If the affairs of the MAST-MA unit were handed over to him...
After thinking about it, I decided to give up. My father is already old, so it would be nice for him to just attend the auto show when he has nothing to do.
"Uncle Hunter, let's go."
Hunter put on his sunglasses, released the parking brake, and drove along the river bank towards Vauxhall Bridge.
He parked the car in front of a uniquely shaped building with triple-glazed windows.
"Uncle Hunter, are we going through the main entrance?"
"What else? This isn't a movie. How can the entrance to the intelligence department be so mysterious?"
After showing his ID, Hunter led Vincent into the main entrance. The spacious hall full of postmodern style made it difficult to associate this place with the intelligence department.
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