"This is your gift, Wanda." After the dinner, Beyonetta took out the gift she had prepared for a long time. Wanda, who received the gift, was quite surprised. The invitation letter did not say the gift, which made her very embarrassed because she had nothing to give back. Encouraged by Salomon's eyes, Wanda took a deep breath and carefully tore open the gift wrapping paper.

The witch's taste was exactly the same as Salomon. Gems, precious metals, guns and swords. Even if Salomon was not involved in the preparation stage of Christmas gifts, he could guess the scope of the gift. But the gift was a bit exaggerated. He had never seen anyone install rubies and daggers on a large caliber revolver. But he did not dare to make any comments, because not long ago, Beyonita had just cleaned him and Joan of Arc, and then asked Dinah to make a new main course for them to eat. Wanda was surprised by the strange environment of the house. This strange silver revolver could no longer scare her.

Compared to the gifts given by Beyonita on behalf of the witch, Salomon's gift was more considerate. It was a pair of crimson gloves, with yellow wool knitting a large letter M on the back of his hand, and the overall shape was quite cute. If it weren't for Beyonita's tip, Wanda Maximov would never have thought that this pair of gloves was knitted by Salomon himself.

"We need to give each other gifts on Christmas Eve." Salomon blinked at Wanda. "We all know that Pitro is going to spend time at the Avengers base, so we plan to invite you to come and celebrate Christmas with us. Don't think we have any religious beliefs. We just want to find a reason to spend money, so don't expect us to have any prayers. You are like us, and you usually have to face some ghosts and monsters, and you are alone..."

Wanda's expression was indescribably complicated. "Thank you, thank you very much..."

Beyonetta hugged Wanda, who was about to cry, and Salomon was envious. If he had to prepare for Christmas by himself, he might not have thought that he would invite Wanda. If it weren't for Beyonetta, his interpersonal relationship would be quite bad. He made a face quietly and was slapped by Joan of Arc on the shoulder. "Let's take a look at the family comedy." Beyonetta patted Wanda on the back, and then glanced at the secret mage with his eyes, "Anyway, no one needs to sleep tonight, in all senses."

"Give me ten minutes, and I will join your little event." Salomon stood up with his cat in his arms, turned around the corridor and walked into the study. Constantine had already walked into the study from outside the apartment door, because in addition to the safety of Salomon, many of the information in the study also needed to be protected. In the game between Constantine and Dinah, he successfully persuaded Dinah to hand over the security work that the sisters had not noticed to the Imperial Guards. Constantine nodded at Salomon and handed over a report - the report was a business that Salomon missed during dinner. Salomon took it over and took a brief look and immediately paid attention to one of the tasks. This task came from Stephanie's memorandum, but Salomon did not need a memorandum, and he did not forget the MI5 investigation of the Gloucestershire Castle.

Poor Stephanie is still working in Europe, and old Malik still has to deal with social engagements from politics and chaebols. The Malik family was flooded with various official duties this Christmas, so Salomon did not intend to use this little thing to bother Stephanie.

He called an encrypted satellite phone to the head of intelligence Victoria Hand, asking her to take over the job.

The intelligence department works 24 hours a day. For this intensity of work and the atmosphere of using people as animals, Agent Hand felt like he was back to SHIELD. "Retrieve the surveillance of the Gloucestershire office." He said, "In the name of the CIA, MI5 is asked to compare whether the two people under surveillance were MI5 agents. If not, send a request for coordinated arrest to MI5."

"What if it is?" asked Agent Victoria Hand.

"Does the British government have the final say?" Salomon asked back. A tired laughter came from the other end of the phone. "Remember to go to the password box in my office to collect the year-end bonus for the intelligence department this year. You know the password." Salomon said, "One of the blank checks is for you. You have the right to write down the numbers you want on it. Stephanie should have given the bonus to the intelligence department, but now she is working on something else."

"Thank you, boss."

"No need to thank you. After all, I want you to work overtime on Christmas Eve, and I'm not a stingy guy like Nick Fury." Even at this time, Salomon still did not forget to sarcastically doctrine of SHIELD in the past. If he hadn't known that Nick Fury would not see him 100%, he would definitely give the former director of SHIELD, such as several agents of SHIELD. "It is very likely that people from SHIELD will be photographed in the surveillance camera. I can guess with my toes that MI5 will definitely not catch them. But it doesn't matter, just drive them away from Gloucestershire."

"I can ask, why does SHIELD go there?"

"You can unlock some information in the archives based on your permissions and find the navigation records of the Sky Carrier of the Punishment Number." He said, "I sent you high-tech documents with genetic code locks and iris locks to do this. I know you won't care about that small document, but I still want you to see the built-in program of that document."

Victoria Hand on the other end of the phone took out the document in the drawer with doubt. She opened the black wallet according to Salomon's instructions, placed her finger on the skull emblem representing the intelligence department, and placed the double-headed eagle emblem at her barely, allowing a blue light to shine on her eyes. Agent Hand felt a tingling pain in his fingers, and then the seemingly ordinary ID wallet immediately began to show its powerful functions.

She can browse all the electronic devices around her through holographic projection, and obtain information and control of the electronic devices through its built-in program. The most powerful function of this document is the entered gene password lock, which grants permissions by measuring the subsequent gene sequence encoding. Victoria Hand's permission is level 9 of red, which means she can see almost all information related to the real plane except magical information, as well as a small amount of top-secret information related to Kama Taj.

"It's awful, it actually involves Hydra and ancient legends in the Middle East?"

"Yes. But don't worry, our archaeologist Laura Crawford has already set out. I just hope that this job has not disrupted the gifts given to her by fate." Salomon said. "I plan to let Laura Crawford be responsible for an organization that specializes in collecting cultural relics in the future. This organization requires you to supervise it with the upcoming magic department. I hope you can prepare. After all, many of the ruins on Earth are related to very dangerous magic, and even after a thousand and five hundred years, it has not been fully excavated."

Victoria Hand sighed.

"I finally understand why you gave me a bonus, boss."
Chapter completed!