No money! "
"Can I use this?" Li Shaoze stood in front of the counter, spread his palms, and dropped a necklace.
He put the necklace on the table and held down the wallet with the bill.
Merlin shrugged his shoulders without changing his expression and said with a smile, "Sorry, sir."
"If you have antiques that need to be cashed in, I can contact the auction house for you. However, the Kingsman store does not support bartering. Should you pay by card or cash?"
No money?
Li sie doesn't look like a poor person.
Now it was obvious that she was teasing him.
Li Shaoze raised his eyebrows pretending to be helpless, and when he was about to put the necklace away again, a clear voice came from behind: "Merlin, I bought this gentleman's order, please give me the necklace."
"Okay, sir."
Merlin picked up the pen and crossed out the bill in one stroke. Li Shaoze turned around and saw a handsome man wearing a retro suit, holding an umbrella, and a street-style young man beside him. He was standing at the door of the clothing store and looking towards him. He shouted.
"Thank you sir."
Li Shaoze walked forward with a smile on his face and slowly placed the necklace in the other person's palm.
The two people's sharp gazes seemed to be very ordinary. The young man looked left and right, and finally lowered his gaze with some restraint.
Among them, the young man also had such a necklace, and he had just contacted the "Ace Agent" through the necklace and was fished out of the bureau. But he didn't know what was happening right now.
After Li Shaoze waited for the other party to put away the necklace, he smiled and joked: "It seems that this necklace is worth some money. What should I call it?"
"Galahad."
The man in the suit stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands vigorously and then separated.
This is the code name of a Knight of the Round Table.
Li Shaoze cannot be said to be knowledgeable, but he is familiar with the famous "Knights of the Round Table" in European history. As soon as he hears this name, he knows the meaning behind it. By analogy, it is estimated that Kingsman's tailors are named after the Knights of the Round Table.
If nothing else, the boss should be called "Arthur"?
He really guessed this correctly!
I just don’t know which Knight of the Round Table the agent who died on Hong Kong Island was?
"Hello, Li Shaoze."
After Li Shaoze finished thinking, he said his name with a smile.
"Hello, it's an honor to meet you." Galahad nodded, holding an umbrella with both hands, looking forward expressionlessly, not wanting to continue talking to him.
It was obvious that the other party just wanted to get the necklace back.
At this time, Mei Lin, who was behind the counter, took the initiative to step forward, tore off a receipt and handed it to Li Shaoze, saying: "Sir, please wait in the hotel room tomorrow for the clothes to be delivered."
"Thank you, I'm leaving first."
Just now, Sir Li wrote down an address. Now he took the receipt, folded it twice, and put it in his pocket.
Immediately, he passed the two people, pushed open the wooden door, and left along the connecting road of Tailor Street.
Finally arriving at the intersection, I stopped a taxi and took a taxi back to the hotel to rest.
Kingsman's Tailor Shop was a dangerous place and a stronghold for the spy agency. There may be a lot of weird and weird equipment hidden inside. There is no need to stay long after taking a tour, otherwise it will cause trouble and you will not be able to return home. Anyway, I bought a piece of clothing for nothing. Now that I have taken advantage, let's go for a walk.
As for that necklace? Once you identify the spy organization behind it and write down the after-sales phone number, it will be just a broken chain. Used in exchange for 150,000 pounds of clothes, it is simply a bloody profit.
At this time in the tailor's shop, Galahad put the necklace into his pocket and sighed: "This is Lancelot's relic."
"The man who caused Lancelot's death just now is named Li Shaoze."
"People from Hong Kong Island who are on the most dangerous list."
Merlin stood aside and smiled: "I am the intelligence officer of Kingsman, of course I know."
"It's just that being cautious and learning to disguise are the basic skills of an intelligence officer."
"Sir, you are truly an excellent intelligence officer."
Galahad smiled like a gentleman, patted the young man next to him on the shoulder, and led him to open a wooden door on the right and walk into an elegantly decorated dressing room.
Merlin looked at his background and shook his head and sighed: "You are a generous ace agent."
"If you don't reimburse me."
…
In the locker room.
The two people were facing the mirror.
One is a gentleman with extraordinary bearing, and the other is an embarrassed-looking young man.
They are like people from two worlds, one standing at the top of the world and the other living at the bottom.
Galahad put his hand on the embarrassed boy's shoulder, looked into the mirror and asked: "Eggsy, what did you see?"
"A confused person. He wants to know who Li Shaoze is, who Lancelot is, and who the Ace Agent is."
"He now suspects he is a fool."
Eggsy looked at the pimples on his face. While talking, he wanted to squeeze it...but he forcibly held it back.
Galahad looked calm and replied solemnly: "I saw a young man full of potential."
"He has the blood of a hero, has a loyal heart, and is willing to spend his life doing good things."
"I wonder if he has watched "Upside Down"."
"NO."
"He hasn't seen it."
Galahad twitched the corners of his mouth and said without changing his expression: "Okay."
"Although you were born on a road without a silver spoon, you can completely change your path. As long as you are ready to transform and learn, you can transform."
"Oh, I understand, just like "My Fair Lady."" Eggsy seemed to understand, and took out a stage play to compare the present situation.
Galahad nodded in affirmation: "Yes, just like in "My Fair Lady", but you are a man. You will move to the upper class of society and transform into a hero."
"I'm going to give you a chance to be a Kingsman."
Eggsy raised his eyebrows, looked at Galahad in the mirror and said, "Transform into a tailor?"
"It's Ace Agent!" Galahad corrected, took a step forward, stretched out his palm and pressed it on the mirror.
Zizzi, a red light flashed across the mirror. After fingerprint verification, the locker room turned into a silent elevator, slowly descending toward the ground.
Eggsillo looked around in surprise, and mysterious underground spaces unfolded before his eyes. Galahad held an umbrella, pinched his tie, and introduced the history of "Kings Agent" to him in a calm tone.
“Kingsman’s tailors had been making clothes for royalty from 1849 until 1919, when many of them lost their heirs in the First World War.”
"With large fortunes left uninherited and the dignitaries trying their best to maintain a peaceful life, our founders realized there were better uses for their wealth and power."
"A new career was born."
"An independent international intelligence agency with the highest level of autonomy, not subject to the supervision of any country's bureaucracy and subject only to the Queen's orders."
"The suit is the armor of the modern gentleman, and the king's agent is the knight of the new era!"
"Bang." The elevator reached the bottom floor, and Galahad took Eggsy to the dormitory inside. As he walked, he continued to explain: "We Ace Agent have a 'most dangerous list,' which lists the most dangerous people in various regions of the world. There is only one character in each region.”
"That Mr. Li Shaoze just now is the most dangerous person in Hong Kong Island, and Lancelot's death is related to him. You will then join other candidates to compete for Ace Agent Lancelot's seat."
"Eggsy, I wish you success."
Galahad finally stopped at the door of the dormitory.
After Eggsy experienced the initial confusion, hope bloomed deep in his eyes.
…
That night.
Li Shaoze held a dinner in the hotel restaurant and took police officers from the British and Hong Kong sides to eat and drink, turning the tense negotiation trip into a relaxing vacation.
the next morning.
After breakfast in the hotel restaurant, he received a call from the front desk. He returned to the hotel room and received the clothes from Kingsman Tailor Shop from a clerk in suits and ties.
Not to mention, Sir Li was extremely afraid that when he was picking up clothes, the clerk in a suit would suddenly pull out a pistol and stage a hotel shooting for him.
Fortunately, those tailors were very measured.
No messing around.
After the clerk handed him the bag, he quickly turned around and left the hotel.
Li Shaoze checked his pockets again and made sure there was no other danger before he put on his new clothes and stood in front of the mirror to tie his tie.
Um……
A black suit reveals elegance from the details.
The clothes fit perfectly and the craftsmanship is truly impressive.
A simple word is enough, that is "handsome!"
After Sir Li changed his clothes, he checked out of the hotel and took a bus to the Capital Police Department.
By the time he arrived, Chief Superintendent Smith had already taken the prisoner out of the office. He saw that his hands and feet were shackled with iron cuffs, and his unkempt appearance was very miserable.
After Li Shaoze glanced sideways, he had no intention of taking another look. He greeted Chief Superintendent Smith and took the criminal downstairs with Interpol.
Immediately afterwards, the prisoner was put into the police car.
The Metropolitan Police sent five vehicles to escort their convoy.
The delivery was officially completed only after the fleet arrived at the airport successfully and boarded the plane using the green channel.
Later, the London police left the scene. Only twelve Hong Kong police officers, including Li Shaoze and Superintendent Zhang, were left on the plane. Plus a criminal "Li Wen".
Thirty minutes later, the plane took off at the airport.
Superintendent Zhang sat next to Li Shaoze, both of whom sat in the first row.
Li Wen was restrained by five police officers and sat in the back. The remaining five police officers sat in front of several emergency doors, not giving the criminals a chance to open the doors and jump out.
Superintendent Zhang noticed that Li Wen was acting very quiet, so he was a little surprised and said to Li Shaoze: "Sir Li, this guy Li Wen has been acting like a lunatic ever since he was arrested. He is noisy and has some abnormal mental state."
"Why are you so quiet today? Have you been given medicine?"
Li Shaoze did the same as him, drinking coffee and answering: "Give me some medicine?"
"If he dares to say nonsense while I'm sitting here, I'll ask the guy to open the door and throw him out!"
"..."
Superintendent Zhang laughed silently, then suddenly changed the subject, looked at Li Shaoze's clothes and said, "Sir Li, your suit is very handsome, who made it? I want to make one too."
Li Shaoze let out a long sigh, he really didn't want to lead the King of Goods.
Do you have to carry goods if you are handsome?
Li Shaoze drank the coffee in one gulp and said in a neutral tone: "London."
"If you buy it...one item costs 150,000 pounds! I'll buy it for free."
Superintendent Zhang's little hand holding the magazine shook, and he suppressed his surprise and said: "What? One hundred and fifty thousand pounds!"
"Why is a tailor so expensive?"
There are many tailors in the world who can make clothes, but not many who can kill people. The clothes in Kingsman Tailor Shop are really worth 150,000 pounds!
(End of chapter)
