At six in the morning, Anton finally returned to the hotel.

Anton's biggest feature is that Yang Yi thinks that he may have a dead face.

If it is not necessary, Anton definitely has no expression, but it is not right to say that there is no expression. Anton is just extremely calm at all times.

Anton doesn’t laugh when others laugh, Anton doesn’t laugh when others are angry, and Anton doesn’t get angry when others are scared to death, Anton still looks calm and slightly smiling.

So although Anton has an expression, he always keeps an expression without changing it. It is not wrong to say that he has a dead face.

Yang Yi thought Anton would explain, or he would clarify what he had done, but no, Anton just glanced at Yang Yi and said calmly: "Is there anything wrong?"

Yang Yi was waiting in Anton's room. If he was fine, how could he wait in Anton's room?

"If you have something to do, come with me to Sicily. In another forty minutes, the plane will take off. Actually, I plan to call you in five minutes."

Anton nodded and said, "Okay, please go out, I'll change my clothes."

Anton already has dark circles and looks in good spirits.

"Aren't you tired?"

"Well, to be honest, I'm a little tired."

Anton shrugged, "After all, it's tiring to deal with two women and make them feel satisfied. But you don't have to thank the sacrifices I made, after all, this is my own way of investigation."

Yang Yi's mouth twitched a few times, and then he whispered: "No, I think I should thank you for your efforts."

Anton nodded and said, "You're welcome, I should have done it."

Yang Yi has nothing to say.

Anton made a gesture of invitation, and Yang Yi stood up from the sofa awkwardly. Then when he was about to go out, he suddenly whispered: "Ask you a question, those two women... uh, um, how did you solve it in the end?"

Anton thought about it and said calmly: "One of them is a company executive and the other is a student, but I think they can't live without me. If nothing unexpected happens, they will go to the nightclub tonight to find me, so if it's not about to take action right away, I want to have a break tonight."

Yang Yi said in surprise: "A senior executive and a student? I thought it was, uh..."

Anton said in a deep voice: "Is it difficult to understand? You say that you are a spy, and it is easy to use your ability to collect intelligence to deal with women. First of all, most women are emotional, and then you just need to screen them. Choose a woman who is very empty and urgently needs to fill the inner world. I think all spies can do this."

Yang Yi turned around, and then he whispered: "That is to say that you can make two women accept each other's existence. In fact, it depends on the person right? You have selected the person in advance, so that you can make two women change from love rivals to... overnight."

"Don't get me wrong, they are still rivals in love, but their love for me overwhelms my hatred for rivals, so they have to accept the existence of each other because they are afraid of losing me overwhelming the possessiveness. When I started to choose people, I didn't expect them to meet each other, so the current situation was not what I designed, it was just an accident. I rely on my own charm to successfully turn the accident into... another accident that made me very tired, that's all."

Yang Yi exhaled and said, "I understand, it's still up to charm."

Anton's expression finally changed. He raised a finger and said in confusion: "You are not discussing my way of doing things, you are just discussing...emotional issues with me, right? Oh, I understand."

Yang Yi said anxiously: "What do you understand?"

Anton shrugged and said, "It's not impossible to have an office romance, but if you want to develop two women in the same office into girlfriends, I advise you not to do this, because you will find that getting two is better than getting one. The most important thing is that I am playing with other people's feelings. If it is not necessary for the task, I will never let the feelings stay overnight, and you..."

"What are you talking about! What office romance, and I haven't discussed any emotional issues with you."

Anton patted Yang Yi on the shoulder, then he pointed to his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I'm blind?"

"Well……"

"Am I stupid?"

"Well……"

"Do you prefer that?"

"What should I do if I like it?"

"Office romance is just a euphemism. Actually, what I mean is that you'd better not choose between Iron Fist and Blade Queen. You will hurt the other while choosing one. If you choose both, then allow me to sympathize with you."

Yang Yi said with a desperate look on his face: "What should I do?"

After saying that, Anton spread his hands and said, "This is your question, and I don't know the answer, because I have never encountered such a thing and I won't encounter it. If it's okay, I want to take a shower and change my clothes. Thank you."

Yang Yi walked out of Anton's door. He was stunned for a moment and sighed: "It means I didn't say it..."

Yang Yi didn't go back to his room. He waited at Anton's door for five minutes. Anton had already changed his clothes and came out.

"I brought a gun."

"You can bring a gun."

"Okay, I can."

"Then let's go, we are the only two of us."

Anton only asked if he could bring a gun, but he would not ask what he wanted to do. After Yang Yi and Anton walked out of the hotel, Yang Yi, who was a little guilty, looked at no one around, then lowered his voice and said, "Anton, what do you think I should do..."

"Stop, I'm not an emotional consultant."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and Anton said calmly: "So I refuse to answer your emotional questions again."

Yang Yi was stunned for a while.

I won’t say it’s embarrassing, it’s embarrassing.

Anton is a good subordinate and a good helper, but he is definitely not a caring subordinate.

Yang Yi said absent-mindedly: "I decided to force myself to act. I can only enter the vault by blasting, but we don't have a blasting expert. You go to Palermo, Sicily to see someone. He is a blasting expert. I hope he can help us, but if he refuses to help, he may have to take some coercive measures."

Anton nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Do you think there is something wrong with the only two of us doing this?"

“No problem.”

"Okay, there's one more thing, you've joined us, but you haven't mentioned the issue of treatment yet, so what's your salary satisfied with?"

Anton said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it's useless for me to ask for money. Maybe I will die one day."

"Then how much does it cost to do things for people every time you used to do it?"

Anton thought for a while and said, "Five thousand hryvnia."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, then he sighed, "Then the price you ask for is really cheap."
Chapter completed!