When Harry Hart returned from Zhao Shanhe, he began to conduct a comprehensive investigation of Eggsey's life trajectory.

For the state machine, it is simple to investigate a person's life trajectory.

As long as a person survives in society, he will leave traces.

However, no matter how they investigated, there was no trace of Eggsey's relationship with any organization.

His daily expenses, where he has been to, who he has contacted on the phone, what changes have occurred in his bank account, and everything has no trace of Aegis' connection with other organizations.

If a person's monthly expenses are only a few hundred pounds, he lives on the edge of the poverty line, and his communication is simple, and his bank account has never had a large expense, it is unrealistic to say that he has received funding from someone else.

A few days ago, Zhao Shanhe's biggest expense was just a mobile phone worth more than 200 pounds. Could such a person be funded by a secret organization?

They also investigated where Zhao Shanhe's expenses came from in recent days, but there was no trace.

He investigated his life trajectory during this period clearly, investigated his people and said everything, and did not know where his money came from.

His social account, bank statements, and all possible channels for money were investigated, but there was no trace.

At this time, whether it was Harry Hart or Arthur, his curiosity was actually aroused.

Where did a young man who has such a narrow circle of life and everything is like a piece of white paper learn a lot of skills?

Is he really a genius?

If they are really geniuses, they should never let them go.

So, after investigating Eggsey's resume and not finding any point, they called Zhao Shanhe.

"Eggsey, come back to London, your life may change drastically."

"I'm looking forward to it, but I have a request."

“We will try our best to satisfy.”

"I hope you can give me a certificate of work, preferably the kind that can be assigned to study abroad."

"Because I'll give your mom an explanation?"

"Yes."

"no problem."

Zhao Shanhe had long expected that they would not let him go, a genius, and a job certificate was even more insignificant.

The agent code-named Lancelot was killed by Garzell. The agent organization is at its weakest time. They need to have good seeds to cultivate a new generation of Lancelot agents.

…………

In the evening, the Ace Custom Clothing Store.

Zhao Shanhe was holding his suitcase outside the window looking at Jin Shiman's English signboard, and couldn't help but smile.

Looking back, there were only a few stores away from Henry Poole, whom he bought suits.

Pushing the door in, the gentleman Harry Hart was like a model, drinking a glass of whiskey gracefully.

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said deliberately: "If I knew this was your contact point, I might not have gone to Henry Poole to customize the suit."

"It's okay, you will have the opportunity to wear a custom-made suit in the future."

“Is it free?”

"Do you have no money?"

Zhao Shanhe looked around, and there was no one. He deliberately pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Let's just chat here for one night?"

Harry Hart drank all the wine in his glass in one sip and stood up. "Follow me."

He was indeed a hot bag. After getting up, he unconsciously tidied up his suit, not saying a little bitch, and always paying attention to his own form.

Zhao Shanhe knew that the curtain was about to be opened, followed him and entered the fitting room next to him.

The decoration of the fitting room is like the 19th century, showing its long history.

In the original play, in front of the mirror, Harry Hart preached to Zhao Shanhe, then got off the ground, boarded the pill magnetic levitation train, and headed to the training base.

But now he was taught a lesson by Zhao Shanhe and was not in the mood to pretend to be a match in front of Zhao Shanhe.

Because Zhao Shanhe doesn't need him to inspire the courage to learn now.

His right hand was placed on the mirror and scanned it, and the floor of the house slowly sank to the ground.

"Since 1849, Ace custom-made clothing for a small number of the most powerful people in the world. In 1919, many of them lost their children in the First World War, resulting in a large amount of wealth that no one inherited.

These powerful people realize that the continuation of their lives has become despair. They hope to continue to use their power and influence, as well as wealth to maintain peace, maintain order, and protect life..."

Zhao Shanhe likes to deny authority the most, especially the authority of this world's messing country.

"Is it just to protect the weak? Not to continue your own power?"

Harry Hart turned his head and looked at him and continued, "You can understand this too, but they are all dead and the organization continues."

Zhao Shanhe chuckled and raised his eyebrows. "You continue..."

Harry Hart took a deep breath and returned to his calmness and said, "Our organization is an independent international intelligence organization. All operations remain the most secret and will not borrow the power of any national or regional regime.

The existence of states and regimes will have various disputes and destructions because of their position, and we are above them. Suits are the armor of modern knights, and we are modern knights."

Zhao Shanhe is familiar with the plot and of course knows what he means. Because they pay special attention to instrumentation, he has two learning tasks.

Gentlemanly demeanor and gentlemanly aesthetics are actually another term for fashion, and fashion means always being at the forefront of the times.

For anyone, when cultivating a person's temperament, it is more than the agent's skills when it is applied in life.

In the past, Zhao Shanhe was just a grassroots hero or a grassroots tycoon, but after learning from this world, he thought that he would be more popular with women in the future.

It takes three generations to cultivate a noble, and even if he does not have the inner rank of a noble, he still has the appearance of a noble.

Zhao Shanhe turned his head and smiled, nodding slightly. "I am more and more sure that my choice is correct now."

Harry Hart curled his lips and smiled gently.

The floor sank into the ground, and an ancient underground passage full of futuristic style appeared before them.

At the farthest point is a four-seat activity bin.

Following Harry Hart, the two sat in the activity warehouse. Zhao Shanhe did not choose to sit opposite Harry Hart, but chose to sit side by side with him.

“Why choose to be with me?”

"You are more familiar with this place and you will definitely feel more comfortable if you choose the same direction."

"Your observation is very carefully."

"Fortunately, I'm a genius."

The pill compartment was closed, and it seemed as if it had lost its gravity and was moving quickly underground.

Zhao Shanhe thought he would feel a huge pushing force, even a gravity of several G, but he didn't.

The technology here has surpassed 2014, leading the era by at least thirty years.

It seemed as if in just a moment, in less than a minute, the magnetically suspended underground transport cabin stopped again and then opened.

The two walked out along the passage, and at the end was a glass window.

Looking through the glass window, outside the window was an underground warehouse lower than where they were.

There are dozens of small aircraft, countless modified vehicles in the warehouse, and hundreds of people are busy everywhere to renovate these means of transportation.

"Wow, this is all magical."

Harry Hart laughed and said, "Your dad used to have this expression, so do I. Let's go."

He turned his head and walked towards a passage door next to him, and Zhao Shanhe followed.

As soon as he entered the door and turned to a passage, the bald Merlin was waiting for them with a high-tech folder. "Galahart, you're late again."

Harry Hart turned around and explained to Zhao Shanhe. "Galahart is my code name."

Zhao Shanhe glanced at Meilin. He was a capable assistant.

He pointed to the door opposite with a blank expression and said to Zhao Shanhe: "Good luck and go in."

Looking to the right, this is a door, and in the movie, it is the dormitory of these candidates.

Zhao Shanhe was not Eggsey. He confidently sorted out his clothes and pushed the door open and walked in.

There were already eight people in the room, plus Zhao Shanhe, a total of nine.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe come in, everyone who was originally gathered to talk looked over.

In the original drama, Eggsey dressed in a fishing line was looked down upon by everyone as soon as he arrived, and only Lockhee got along well with him.

But now, Zhao Shanhe, wearing a handmade suit and a Burberry coat, came in, making the young people who knew the goods whimper.

But they didn't have time to communicate, so Meilin followed Zhao Shanhe in and "assembled."

The nine people were divided into two rows, with their hands behind their backs, and stood facing Merlin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Merlin. What you are about to attend is probably the most dangerous interview in the world. Only one person can become the next Lancelot."

Then, Merlin walked to the bed on the right, picked up a body bag and asked, "What is this?"
To be continued...