"The plane is about to take off. Passengers, please turn off your mobile phones and fasten your seat belts as required."

On the runway of London Airport, Zhang Qi held a thick book, leaned on the soft business class seat, and looked out the window through the porthole.

"Hello, sir, are your parents there?"

Stewardesses are patrolling the cabin, helping passengers who don't know how to wear seat belts to inherit their seat belts.

"I'm going to France by myself".

Zhang Qi smiled politely.

"Good sir".

The flight attendant also nodded politely, and then continued to walk towards the cabin behind.

"Shouldn't it be the first time I've been on a plane?"

A female passenger who looked to be in her 20s sitting next to Zhang Qi asked softly.

"Of course not. In fact, I had to take a plane almost every day for a while."

Zhang Qi shook his head lightly, then continued to look down at the book in his hand.

"What book are you reading?"

The female passenger seemed a little curious.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War, a very interesting book".

Zhang Qi said softly.

"It doesn't look like a book that children of your age should read. After all, in my hometown, most of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old children will hide a copy of "The Attic" in their clothes. When no one is around, they I will look through the contents with a serious face."

The woman shrugged her shoulders and said half-jokingly.

"But it's a pity that I'm only 13 this year, and there's a high probability that I don't have that kind of thinking."

Zhang Qi closed the book in his hand.

"Then, good afternoon, Miss Burnwood, I don't think you will refuse a sudden commission, right?"

Zhang Qi tilted his head and looked at the woman sitting next to him, his eyes were full of sincerity.

"Is the organization so miserable now? Even a 10-year-old kid can know my identity"?

The young female passenger seemed a little unbelievable.

"Introduced by an acquaintance, my mother."

Zhang Qi said concisely.

"No wonder there are always rumors in the market that your Qirol family is crazy, as long as you offend you, you must bleed."

The woman nodded thoughtfully.

"What type of commission? Infiltration or assassination"?

"I want to let you down, no, I just hope you can help me find someone."

Zhang Qi took out a photo and a folded note from his pocket, and handed it to the woman in front of him.

"The photo is the target, and the note is Citibank's gold purchase certificate, because I think precious metals are more sincere than checks."

"It is true that precious metals are better than checks in some unexpected difficulties."

The woman nodded approvingly.

"The target will be wandering around the Scottish Highlands for a long time, but it does not rule out appearing in London. You just need to ask him to keep an eye on me in London."

"What if the target is not in London"?

the woman asked.

"Then this time, half of the commission will be paid first, and the rest will be kept with you, and I will come to you next time if I have something to do."

Zhang Qi picked up the book again.

"Deal, if someone is caught, how should I notify you"?

The woman put the photo and the note into her bag, and asked

"Just write to my family's manor, which is the only external communication line for the family."

At this time, the dining car just arrived, and Zhang Qi ordered a pasta and ate it slowly.

The plane pierced through the clouds at an altitude of 10,000 meters and galloped towards the other end of the strait.

...

"Master, you are back."

Zhang Qi walked out of the airport with his bag in hand, just in time to meet his mother who came to pick him up.

"Where is my mother?"

Zhang Qi unceremoniously threw the bag into the back seat, and then sat in the co-pilot by himself.

"The boss has something to do. He is not in France now, but he will be back tomorrow."

The driver in the driver's seat was wearing sunglasses with a serious face.

"The boss asked me to tell you that you should be careful when you are in school, because the family may be targeted."

"The Other Side of the Atlantic"?

Zhang Qi asked softly.

"Yes, some suspicious characters have been found next to the manor recently, whether they are dressed or behaved suspiciously."

"Is it wearing something similar to the middle of the last century, or even more ancient robes, and someone with a pointed hat on the head"?

Zhang Qi asked lightly.

"That's true. We secretly grabbed a tongue two days ago, and now it's placed in the basement of the manor, and we haven't had time to ask questions."

"Are you sure no one saw you when you grabbed it"?

Zhang Qi asked back.

"This guy was knocked down by us when he was going to the toilet in the grass. He used ether and the whole operation was very fast."

The driver slowly drove the car into the gate of the manor, and finally a strange scene happened.

After the car entered the gate, there was a ripple in the air.

Although the gate was still closed, only the wide road could be seen from the outside, but the car was nowhere to be seen on the road.

"Please throw the luggage in my bedroom for me, I'm going to the basement to have a look."

Zhang Qi jumped out of the car, and then patted his coat.

"Good sir".

The driver took Zhang Qi's package back to the main building of the manor~lightnovelpub.net~ and Zhang Qi walked slowly along the path in the garden, and came to a small pavilion after a while.

"If I remember correctly, it should be here."

Zhang Qi frowned and thought about it carefully, then reached into the nearby fountain.

"Boom!"

There was a sound from the ground of the gazebo, and a dark hole appeared on the ground.

"Buzz!"

With the sound of the lamp tube being electrified, the entire corridor was immediately illuminated by energy-saving lamps, illuminating the steps inside.

The Qirol family also had their own hereditary fiefs and castles, but that was a matter of the main line, not this branch.

Although the main lines are all extinct, the new manor has been built for decades anyway, so it's better to continue to use it.

What's more, the original castle was still relatively dark and damp, not suitable for normal people to live in.

However, some features of the castle have also been inherited by this manor.

That is the dungeon.

Almost all castles will have their own dungeons, because that is the consensus of the nobles in the old days.

Moreover, although violence can indeed bring huge profits, danger will inevitably follow.

With such a space under the manor, it will be much more convenient to do many things.

For example, what Zhang Qi will do later.

Zhang Qi walked underground silently, and the open space in front of him lit up.

This place is completely covered with moisture-proof tiles, and the decoration is relatively normal. If you don't say it, no one will imagine that this place is actually a dungeon.

Moreover, the water supply and drainage system is independent, and a large amount of supplies are stored, which can also be used as a shelter in an emergency.