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Chapter 32: The 3rd Teaser Letter!
🕑 Added 2021-08-18 15:57:10 +0000 UTC2/5 chapter, enjoy.
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Mathison pretended to be an airplane cabin cleaner, carrying cleaning tools and running around the tarmac.
In fact, it can't exactly be considered a pretence, because he applied for a temporary job here a few days ago, part-time for a week, and will also get paid 1500 US dollars.
He has been working here for two days, and one can tell already that the cleaners’ task is very hard. Before a flight is about to take off, the cabin must be cleaned very well in a very short time.
What's even harder is that the water used for the cleaning has to be refuelled by Mathison, every time he has to clean.
The airport was fairly 100,000 square meters big. And the water pipes were not available anywhere nearby the planes, so, every time his bucket was empty, he had to run to the terminal building below to refuel it.
With dozens of trips back and forth every day, Mathison felt that his physique may have become a lot stronger...
Queen Elizabeth's plane soon landed, and Gordon and others went up to greet her.
But none of this had anything to do with Mathison, he kept cleaning the passenger cabin.
He was completely disconnected from the noise surrounding him, he truly turned into a relentless cleaner.
The highest level of disguise is to really become your disguise.
Coincidentally, the airliner that Mathison is cleaning is the closest to the landing position of Queen Elizabeth's plane.
After quickly cleaning the cabin, Mathison lifted the cleaning tools and subconsciously went in the direction of the Queen's special plane.
The impeccable fluidity and naturalness of his movements, his sweaty head and slightly trembling arms due to hard work, make everyone who sees him unconditionally believe that this is a poor man who is hustling for his livelihood.
"Stop, who are you? This is the Queen's royal plane, which is managed by the royal attendants and does not need to be cleaned up by you!"
Mathison did not hide his actions, so he was stopped by the Queen's guards at that moment.
"Yes... sorry, I don't know... I must be too tired from work... I had a hard time finding this job..."
With seamless acting, Mathison reacted as a normal person would, and in the face of dozens of armed guards staring at him, Mathison even began to speak incoherently.
"I don't believe that the person in charge of the airport would not tell you that this tarmac is not allowed to be approached, so it is necessary for me to suspect your identity."
At that moment, a black man came out from the royal guard, wearing the uniform of MI7.
As soon as this black man appeared, he gave Mathison a sharp gaze.
"No, sir, I'm just a janitor!"
Mathison looked flustered as his face paled for a moment.
"Hey, Tucker."
Suddenly, a man appeared who was dressed exactly like the black guard.
When this man appeared, all the UK guards looked at him and seemed to be the leader of these people.
It was Johny, one of MI7's most qualified agents and head of security for Queen Elizabeth's trip.
"Let me take a look at this man. Oh, poor you, look at your sweaty head, you must be very hardworking."
Johny looked up and down at Mathison, and there seemed to be some sympathy in his eyes.
"Seeing that you are only in your twenties, yet you are engaged in such a dirty occupation as a cleaner, your family must be in very difficult conditions, and may not even be able to pay your tuition for school."
Mathison was astonished, «Where did this crappy guy come from... Oh, no, he must be that shrewd agent. I’ll let his stories cover up for me.»
"Tucker, you're being too hard on this kid, you have to realize that a few years ago you were just a kid his age, only you were much luckier than he was to join MI7 and befriend me.", Johny said to Tucker in a reproachful tone.
"But, sir, how do you explain his presence here?"
"Huh.”, Johny laughed softly and pointed to the plane that Mathison had just cleaned, "Tucker, you've been following me around for a few years, how come you don't even have this observation power?"
"This cleaning boy came down from that plane, which means he just finished cleaning the passenger cabin there, I guess he must have worked too hard and forgotten about the fact that Her Majesty would land here."
Johny even looked at Mathison with a rather approving gaze.
"Then, the habit of cleaning made him subconsciously walk towards the nearest plane, which is here."
"Look at his hands, they already show signs of trembling, which indicates that his work is by no means false and has been working here for a long time, and I believe that no thug would commit such an act."
After listening to Johny's reasoning, Tucker dropped all his wariness of Mathison. He, Johny's assistant and biggest admirer in MI7, was convinced of Johny's words.
The sudden change confused Mathison for a moment, he no longer knew how to respond. He was previously prepared to tell his lies, but now it seems that none of his words can be used.
"So... sir, could I leave now?"
Mathison trembled, no matter what, the play must be accomplished successfully.
"Wait!", Johny called out to him.
"I can appeal to Her Majesty and ask her to grant you permission to clean this aircraft, but only the exterior, and, as payment for your services to the Queen, I will give you $10,000."
Mathison: "..."
What else can one say about this?
Sure enough, as soon as Johny introduced the "poor man", Mathison. The queen immediately agreed to his request.
Of course, searching his body was inevitable, and this was totally acceptable for Mathison.
He immediately began to clean the outside of the plane with his tools.
Although Mathison was present, not very far away from Gordon, who was talking to Queen Elizabeth, no one suspected a thing. They did not pay much attention to him. After all, everyone has seen the search process he went through.
Moreover, Johny was the one to grant him access. How can anyone oppose the elite agent of MI7? He would never do things that will attract wolves into the house.
"Is this the royal Tamil ruby necklace? It really is so beautiful!", Starling exclaimed.
Women, well, always have no resistance to beautiful jewels.
Elizabeth smiled benevolently, "Yes, it has been by my company for decades, just like my child."
Concentrating all of his magic power into his ears, Mathison enhanced his hearing and clearly heard the conversation of several present people.
"Speaking of gems, I suddenly remembered something.", Bob said thoughtfully.
"I heard that Gotham has recently given birth to a weird thief who specializes in stealing precious stones, am I right?"
The mayor of Gotham and Gordon looked at each other... This is undoubtedly the biggest scandal that has happened to the Gotham police this year. No one wants to talk about it.
Gordon stepped in and said, "Yes, this person calls himself ‘Phantom Kid,’ his whereabouts are a mystery, and his identity is unknown."
"Agent Bob, why are you bringing this up?", Starling frowned.
"Actually, it was also you who reminded me when you referred to Her Majesty's Tamil ruby, which is one of the most valuable gems in the world, I was wondering if it could be..."
At the word, Gordon’s heart thumped, while others were not so sure of the answer to this, he thought to himself... «yes… it is very likely!»
"This... can't be right, if Phantom Kid dares to steal the Queen's necklace, he will be subject to be wanted by the United Kingdom and the United States. A thief who has just ventured in Gotham, do you really think, has the guts to do so?"
Starling could not believe he could do it. In fact, even Bob himself could not believe so, he was just thinking about the possibility.
"Report to the Queen: there seems to be something stuck on top of the plane!"
"It seems ... to be a card!"
