You Can Choose to Trust Me
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Hawking came out of the embassy surrounded by heavy security detail. After he got into the extended sedan, the car began moving with MI6's black Mercedes following on all four sides.
"Dr. Hawking, how are you feeling right now?" a young British female agent kindly asked with a smile.
The reason she was picked to closely protect Hawking was, firstly she knew how to take care of elders, and secondly, she was also an ace in MI6.
"Very well, I feel like I regained my youth." Hawking smiled.
"That's good, we are going back home today. The long trip might be tiring, so you can try and get some rest," the agent said to him.
Hawking nodded, and he blankly looked at the female agent and asked, "We are going to be fine, right?"
The female agent shook her head. "There won't be any problem, Dr. Hawking, no need to worry."
The fleet of cars slowly traveled on the road, and there were police escorts along the way as well.