“所以我们为什么又回到这里？这个地方已经暴露了，不安全。”奥莉维亚的声音有些颤抖，她担忧地环顾着四周，脚步十分的迟疑。

　　隐藏在城市之中无人居住的公寓，这是他们此行的目的地。楼道中的灯不知何时已经被切断了保险丝，一片黑暗之中，只有二人谨慎的脚步声。

　　“我们需要武器。”47看上去并不担心，“神秘意会的人已经来过一次，不会再过来了。”

　　许久未曾开启的门被缓缓推开，原本熟悉的环境已经被死寂所包围。就如同47所说，这个已经暴露的安全屋，似乎并没有她所以为的那么危险。

　　看着47毫无顾虑地走进了这间熟悉的屋子，奥莉维亚也说服自己，稍微放下了心中的防线。但尽管如此，在白天潜入一间已经暴露了的安全屋，还有什么比这听起来更加危险的呢？奥莉维亚感到自己的手不停地在颤抖，还是只能继续向内走去。尽管她知道，如果他们被不知潜藏于何处的敌人捕获，下场该是多么的可怕。

　　阳光透过没有被百叶窗遮盖的玻璃照射入室内，桌上盛放着咖啡的马克杯反射着金色的光芒，白色的光斑正好照射到了她那双布满泥印的鞋上。奥莉维亚看见，杯中几日前煮好的咖啡已经沉淀，放着咖啡的办公桌并没有什么打斗的痕迹。或许戴安娜成功逃脱了也说不定，她在心中默默地祈祷着。

　　“你的动作需要快一点，我们现在没有被发现，不代表一会没有人会过来。”对于被人追杀的情景还充满着恐惧，奥莉维亚并不敢发出太大的动静。她还记得，那天戴安娜的声音突然中断，在听到格雷最后的警告之前，她的本能就已经感知到了危险，幸而自己的动作足够快，她才得以安全逃脱。之后自己逃亡柏林，又被ICA的人所追杀，受了重伤。而在这间屋子中指挥的戴安娜，仍旧下落不明，大约是被闯入的神秘意会的人劫持了吧。

　　“她没有忘记。”47似乎并没有认真听她的话，他的声音从身后不远处传来。奥莉维亚转过头去，却看见那个总是如同机器一般运转的男人，手上拿着一个穿着西装的橡皮鸭，僵硬而又茫然地站在那里。

　　对了，她记得在达特穆尔的任务开始之前，是戴安娜前往黑市采购武器的日子。即使是在ICA的时候，47的个人装备库也一直是由戴安娜负责挑选。

　　说实在的，戴安娜有着不错的武器品味。对于那些有着各种特殊功能的武器，奥莉维亚总是心生敬意的，比如那把有名的银色舞者，就拥有着极高的射击精准度，相比黑市之中多人偏爱的海克9R不知道好到哪里去。但是，在此之外，仓库里还放有那些恶趣味一般的衣服，和看起来奇奇怪怪的物品。例如，羽毛掸子，又例如，新鲜的鱼，奥莉维亚并不能理解它们为什么会被作为武器而存放在他们的仓库之中。

　　而47似乎也对于这些奇奇怪怪的装备没有任何意见。或许应该说，他似乎还乐于使用它们。奥莉维亚曾有幸见过一次准备出任务的47，虽然她不能够理解为什么要穿着厚重的圣诞老人的衣服去热带的度假村，更不能够理解为什么这种理应出现在万圣节服装专卖店的衣服会出现在他的衣柜里，但出于对47的尊重，她并没有说什么。

　　“所以，她这次买了什么？又是洗澡用的小黄鸭？”看着那些滑稽的小玩意，心中的恐惧也减轻了不少。奥莉维亚收回了原本支撑在桌子上的双手，交叉在了胸前，走向了仍在打量着手中物件的47。尽管在内心中，她也将这些小黄鸭划入了“奇奇怪怪的物品”一类里，但事实上她并不排斥这些看起来很亲切的鸭子。有时候戴安娜也会买回来真的小黄鸭放在办公室作为装饰，但是对于奥莉维亚而言，辨别眼前的鸭子是玩具还是炸弹，还是有一定的困难的。尽管对着鸭子们有着偏爱，奥利维亚的理性还是告诉她，最好远离这些可能是炸弹的东西。

　　“感应爆炸鸭。”47一如既往的惜字如金，脸上并没有太多的表情，但却将这装扮成英国绅士，不，装扮成复古侦探的橡皮鸭放入了上衣的口袋之中。

　　哦，这便是对他完成侦探任务的奖励吗？奥莉维亚知道，在伦敦的时候，原本是去杀死神秘意会同伙的47顺手还将卡莱尔女士亲生兄弟的谋杀案给侦破了。他倒是一如既往的助人为乐，而戴安娜也总乐于在这些小东西上下功夫，用于留念。上一次，知道47在维多顿小溪的老太太那里看到了一把有趣的粉红色手枪，在47回来后那周，戴安娜便去了黑市淘到了一把同等型号的手枪回来。对了，那把枪叫什么来着？

　　尽管不知所踪，戴安娜还是像往日一般，为47留下了完成任务的奖励。原本放着鸭子的箱子之中，还放着其他的物件，比如新一代的开锁器，还有月牙状的弯刀等。出于好奇，奥莉维亚稍稍将目光瞥向了存放着其他物品的柜子。令她在意的是，那个没有冷冻功能的柜子之中，还放着一条肥大的鱼，边上还放着三个蓝莓玛芬。看来戴安娜在离开前更换了新鲜的鱼和玛芬，至少，奥莉维亚并没有闻到腐烂的味道。

　　“可以走了。”顺着身后传来的低沉的声音转过头去，奥莉维亚不由得深吸了一口气，差点晕厥过去。

　　“我们是要去中国！不是去狂欢节！你这身吉祥物的行头又是怎么回事？！为什么戴安娜会允许你的衣柜里会有这种衣服？！”忘记了潜在的危机，奥莉维亚感觉自己的眼睛受到了剧烈的冲击，崩溃的话语顺其自然地脱口而出——她不能理解为什么这个平日不苟言笑的男人，为什么要在这种危险的地方，打扮成一只显眼的蓝色火烈鸟，拎着一个无比板正的黑色手提箱，上面还有个巨大的，写着数字“2”的红色贴纸。

　　“这件衣服让我看起来很忧郁（Blue）。戴安娜很喜欢。她说很合我的气质。”火烈鸟巨大的嘴巴几乎挡住了47的面容，这让奥莉维亚几乎看不到他的表情。她无法理解，到底是这对合作数年的拍档脑回路有问题，还是自己的大脑有问题。

　　但令她更加惊讶的是，这身带着巨大又可笑的鸟爪子的火烈鸟服装，身后留下的脚印居然能够是皮鞋一般大小的脚印。这不禁让她怀疑，或许这件衣服是有什么视觉干扰系统，让自己误以为是可笑的吉祥物的外貌，实际上真正的样子却是一套正常的，像47平日会穿的那种类型的西装。说实话，她还是很欣赏那些完美剪裁过的西装的，如果这件火烈鸟的衣服真的有什么视觉干扰系统的话，她发誓，绝对要将那开关关掉，让那在系统之下的正常的衣服露出来。

　　“那么...”为了让气氛从尴尬转回正常，奥莉维亚不得不转移话题，“你都带了些什么东西？”

　　“相机。”看着不知从何处掏出的相机，奥莉维亚瞪大了眼睛，注视着眼前仍在看起来没有任何口袋的火烈鸟服中摸索着的47，又深吸了一口气，“刚才的橡皮鸭，戴安娜新买的开锁器，还有我的银色舞者。”

　　“...好，行。走吧。”第一次看47准备任务用的物品，奥莉维亚还有些没缓过来。原本以为只是像平日一般的，简单的准备而已，“我...算了，别忘了一会用相机连接我的电脑。”

　　“好。”巨大的鸟嘴上下晃动了两下，奥莉维亚仍旧不能够看清47的脸，但她已经不是很在意了，她想。

　　门再度合上。尽管穿着十分的引人注目，二人还是成功隐于人群之中。

　　高跟鞋的声音，在二人离去之后缓缓响起在楼道之中。

　　像大海一样深蓝的瞳孔，出现在了没有灯光的安全屋门口。黑暗之中，戴安娜的嘴角，微微扬起。

　　“狩猎愉快，47。”



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　　"So why are we back here again? This place has been compromised. It's not safe to come back here.'" Olivia's voice trembled a little, she looked around worriedly, her footsteps very hesitant.

　　An uninhabited apartment hidden in the city, this is the destination of their trip. The lights in the corridor had been cut off the fuse at some point. In the darkness, there is nothing but their footsteps.

　　"We need weapons." 47 didn't seem worried. "Those who from the Providence has already come once, they won't come again."

　　The door was slowly opened, and the office was surrounded by silence. Just like what 47 said, this compromised safe house does not seem to be as dangerous as Olivia thought it would be.

　　Seeing 47 walked into this room without hesitation, Olivia also tried to persuade herself, slightly lowering the line of defence in her heart. But even so, what could be more dangerous than it sounds to sneak into a compromised safe house during the day? Olivia felt her hands trembling constantly, so she could only continue to walk inward. She even knew that if they were captured by an enemy who didn't know where they were hiding, they would end up terribly.

　　The sun shines into the room through the glass that is not covered by the blinds. The mug with coffee on the table reflects the golden light, and the white light spot just shines on her pair of mud-stained shoes. Olivia saw that the coffee brewed a few days ago in the cup had precipitated, and the desk where the coffee was kept showed no signs of fighting. Maybe Diana managed to escape, Olivia prayed silently in her heart.

　　"You need to move faster. We haven't been spotted now. It doesn't mean that no one will come over in a while." Olivia was still full of fear about being chased and killed, which made her dare not make much movement. She still remembered that Diana's voice suddenly cut off that day. Before Gray's last warning, her instinct had already sensed the danger. Fortunately, she moved fast enough that she was able to escape safely. After that, she fled to Berlin and was chased by ICA people and was seriously injured. And Diana, who offered assistance within this room, is still missing, maybe she was kidnapped by Providence.

　　"She didn't forget." 47 didn't seem to listen to her. Olivia turned her head but saw the man who always operated like a machine, holding a fancy rubber duck, standing there stiffly and blankly.

　　By the way, she remembered that before Dartmoor's mission began, it was the day that Diana went to the black market to purchase weapons. Even back to the time that they were in ICA, 47's personal arsenal has also been in charge of Diana.

　　To be honest, Diana has a good taste in weapons. Olivia always respects those weapons with various special functions. For example, the famous silverballer has an extremely high accuracy of firing. It's way better than Hackl 9R, which many people prefer in the black market. However, there are still some weirdo clothes in the warehouse and some other items that shouldn't be there. Such as feather dusters, and, a FISH. Olivia could not understand why they were stored in the warehouse as weapons.

　　And 47 seems OK with these weirdo equipment. Perhaps it should be said that he seems to be happy to use them. Olivia saw 47 preparing for the mission before, although she could not understand why he wore Santa’s clothes to a tropical resort, let alone why this kind of clothes that should appear in the Halloween costume store appeared in his wardrobe. But out of respect for 47, she didn't make any comments.

　　"So, what did she buy this time? Rubber ducks for bathing again?" Looking at those funny gadgets, her fear was alleviated a lot. Although in her opinion, she also classified these little rubber ducks into the category of "weirdo things", but in fact, she doesn't hate these cutie ducks. Sometimes Diana will buy real rubber ducks and put them in the office as decoration, but for Olivia, it is still difficult to distinguish whether the duck in front of her is a toy or a bomb. Despite her preference for those rubber ducks, Olivia's rationality told her that it is best to stay away from these things that might be bombs.

　　"Proximity Explosive Duck." 47 didn't say much and didn't have too much expression on his face. Then put this rubber duck, which dressed like an old school gentleman, no, a retro detective into the pocket of his jacket.

　　Oh, is this a reward for him for completing the detective mission? Olivia knew that when 47, who was originally to kill Providence Partner, was in London, he also solved the murder of Alexa Christine Carlisle's brother. Things like this make it sounds like he is not the famous hitman 47, but "helpman" 47. And Diana also seems very willing to spend her time picking stuff from the black market, as souvenirs. Last time, she knew that 47 saw an interesting pink pistol from the old lady in Whittleton Creek. The week after 47 came back, Diana went to the black market and bought pistols with the same model. What was the name of the pistol again?

　　Although she was missing, Diana still left 47 rewards for completing the task, just like what she always did. In the box where the duck was originally placed, there were other objects, such as a new generation of the lockpick, and a crescent-shaped scimitar. Out of curiosity, Olivia glanced slightly at the cabinet where the other items were stored. What caught her attention is that there is still a fat fish in the cabinet with no freezing function, and three blueberry muffins on the side. It seems that Diana replaced with new fish and muffins before leaving. At least, Olivia didn't smell anything rotten.

　　"We can go now." Hearing the voice of 47, Olivia turned back, she couldn't help taking a deep breath and almost fainted.

　　"We are going to China! Not to the carnival! Why are you wearing this mascot outfit?! Why would Diana even allow you to have this kind of clothes in your closet?!" The scene in front of her made her feel very speechless. She couldn't understand why this man who often looked very serious, dressed up as a blue flamingo in such a dangerous place. He also carried a very formal-looking black suitcase with a huge red sticker with the number "2" on it.

　　"This makes me look blue. Diana likes it very much. She said it suits my temperament." The huge mouth of the flamingo suit almost blocked 47's face, which made Olivia can hardly see his expression. Olivia could not understand their thoughts.

　　But what made her even more surprised was that this flamingo costume with huge and ridiculous bird paws, the footprints left behind were only the size of normal leather shoes. This made her suspect that perhaps this suit had some kind of visual interference system, which made her mistakenly believe that this suit had the appearance of a ridiculous flamingo suit, but in fact, it is a normal suit. To be honest, she admires those perfectly tailored suits. If this flamingo suit really has any visual interference system, she swears that she will definitely turn the switch off to show the normal suit that is blocked inside.

　　"So..." In order to turn the atmosphere from embarrassment back to normal, Olivia had to change the subject, "What did you bring?"

　　"The camera." Looking at the camera that was taken out from nowhere, Olivia's eyes widened, took a deep breath, and stared at 47 who was still groping in the flamingo suit that didn't seem to have any pockets, "The rubber duck, the newly bought lockpick, and my silverballer."

　　"...Okay, all right. Let's go." It's the first time Olivia saw him preparing for the mission, she hadn't come back from the shock. She thought it was just a simple preparation, "I... forget it, don't forget to connect the camera to my computer."

　　"OK. " The huge beak shook up and down twice. Olivia still couldn't see 47's face, but she didn't care that much anymore, she thinks.

　　The door closed again. Although their costumes are very eye-catching, they are still able to still blending into the crowd.

　　"Happy hunting, 47." After they left, a woman's voice sounded within the dark.