"Marcel, let me introduce you to you. This is Mr. Konoha, my friend. ￠￡, Mr. Konoha, this is Marcel, the most accessible intermediary in Paris. I think what you need can be found here."

In a very ordinary house, Mu Yang met Marcel, with light gray pupils, brown and black curly hair, and a typical French character. Marcel was about 1.8 meters tall, but was very thin. His whole face only highlighted his big nose, but his small eyes were very agile.

"Hi, Mr. Konoha, you can call me Marcel. Mr. Pierre is not wrong. In Paris, there is no business that I can't contact with. As long as you need it, whether it's buying or selling, it's definitely right to find me." Marcel said enthusiastically.

Mu Yang could see that this guy is a typical businessman and is very good at talking. As for being a human being, he will only know after contacting him.

"Mr. Konoha, now you know Mr. Marcel. You see that there are still some businesses that are busy there, so I will say goodbye first." Pierre said tentatively. He really doesn't want to participate in Muyang's affairs, because he always thinks Muyang is a very dangerous guy.

Mu Yang smiled. Pierre was a very alert and cautious guy, but Mu Yang did not feel disgusted with him, so he thought that he did this very right, which may be one of the reasons why he was able to become the boss.

"Thank you very much Pierre. I'll ask you for coffee and chat with you if you have time." Mu Yang said with a smile.

Pierre swallowed, then said goodbye and left.

"Mr. Konoha, don't know what you need?" Marcel asked.

"I need some lock-opening equipment, the more complete the better, the better." Mu Yang said.

"Lock-opening instruments. Such a business is really uncommon. Do you have something you need? What is it?" Marcel asked.

"Iris contact lenses and recording equipment, fingerprint detection and recording equipment. Password lock decoder, and perhaps some other equipment." Mu Yang said.

"You want it, ah, sorry, yes, I'll contact you now, but the price shouldn't be very cheap. After all, these things are not ordinary things, and they are probably leaked from those intelligence departments." Marcel said.

"No problem. How long will it take to get it?" Mu Yang asked.

"In three days, three days, I promise to get you what you need, but you have to pay a deposit first." Marcel said.

"How much."

"Fifty thousand euros, at least 10% of the payment is required. The remaining ones will be calculated when the goods arrive."

Mu Yang took out a few stacks of money from his pocket and threw it on the table. Marcel quickly took the money into his hand, touched it in his hand and sniffed it under his nose. He said to Mu Yang happily: "It won't disappoint you."

In three days, Muyang could just visit the scenery of Paris. However, it was a bit boring to travel by himself, so Muyang wanted to find a tour guide first.

"Alice, if you have time, please contact me." Mu Yang sent his temporary phone number to this French girl's Facebook. I hope she will contact her after seeing it.

Mu Yang had just sent a few minutes before the phone rang.

"Hi, Mu. You finally thought of contacting me. Where are you traveling now?" Alice's voice came from the phone.

"I'm still in Paris."

"Oh. Still in Paris? Didn't you say you might have to go somewhere else?"

"The plan is. But Paris is beautiful, right? I think I can play for a few more days."

"Yes, Paris is beautiful, and everyone who comes here is lingering."

"But I feel that I haven't penetrated into France yet, so I'm not satisfied with seeing the attractions, so I want to find a local to let me truly understand France. I don't know if Alice has time to be my tour guide." Mu Yang said.

"Is there a salary?" Alice asked mischievously.

"Of course, I will pay you the most if you wish."

"Then there is no problem. I'll take a break these days and take you to experience the real France."

The next day, Alice came to pick Mu Yang up, watched Mu Yang come out of the Four Seasons Hotel, waved to Mu Yang, and then Mu Yang got on the red Fiat driven by Alice.

"Miss Tour Guide, where are you going to take me?" Mu Yang said with a smile.

"The pilgrimage tour will definitely make you worth the trip." Alice said, starting the car and driving out of the city of Paris.

On the way, Mu Yang learned that Alice was going to take Mu Yang to Mount St. Michelle.

Mont Saint Michel is the third largest holy land of Catholicism except Jerusalem and the Vatican. It is located on a small island in the province of Manche, two kilometers away from the coast. The island is lined up in a cone shape and composed of towering granite. At an altitude of 88 meters, the Bay of St. Malo where it is located is a mudflat. The tides continuously wash the sediment ashore, making Mont Saint Michel an isolated island that only floats out of the sea at high tide, which is quite mysterious. Mont Saint Michel and its bay were listed as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO in 1979.

Mu Yang can only say that this trip is worth it. Although Mu Yang is not a Catholic, it is enough to appreciate the cultural and religious atmosphere in it.

In the evening, Alice drove to Giverny.

The town is not big, and it is full of green branches and bright flowers. Oh my God, it is so beautiful and exquisite. No wonder Master Monet lives here for 43 years and lives here for a lifetime. It is simply so beautiful here, and this small village has also been called "Monet's Garden".

"We'll stay here tonight," said Alice.

"What a good idea." Mu Yang absolutely agreed with the proposal.

Parking in front of an exquisite hotel, Mu Yang was preparing to book a room. "Our couples suite is the most romantic place. You can watch the view of the Seine River and smell the fragrance of flowers while blending with each other. What a wonderful enjoyment."

The boss is a bald middle-aged man. When he saw Mu Yang and Alice walking in, he introduced his characteristics here in extremely tempting language.

Mu Yang was a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Alice say, "Give us one."

Mu Yang turned to look at Alice. Alice shrugged generously. The boss completed the procedures for the two of them, and said, "Whoever comes to me will choose a couple's suite. Don't worry, you will never be disappointed."

It seems to be really good. Now Mu Yang is also starting to look forward to it.

The room was spacious and clean, with quaint pine floors and large flowers on the windowsill. The flowers were exuding fragrance, and the colorful reds were particularly charming. The wooden bed was very distinctive, with a soft mattress and a solid wooden bed frame. But apart from that, Mu Yang felt that it was normal here and there was nothing special.
Chapter completed!