Dirty, cramped

This is Zhu Jue's first impression of this market.

Crude steel buildings with no beauty at all are scattered throughout the area, they are crowded together, and the gap cannot even allow a single person to pass through, and some of the buildings are crooked together, which is involuntarily reminiscent of the disgusting scene of two greasy uncles pushing back and forth, and the outside of the houses are hung all kinds of strange signs, these are the resident shops of the black market, and the prosthetic transformation shops are undoubtedly the most popular among them.

The streets are the most primitive dirt roads, full of sewage and garbage, except for the permanent shops that occupy a large area of the land, which are concentrated for rental stalls, and rows of shantytowns are built arbitrarily on both sides of the road.

With his hands in his pockets, Zhu Jue's gaze swept over the surrounding stalls.

Prosthetic parts, special robots, weapons, drugs, special props, and other things that are impossible in the regular market can be found everywhere here, and occasionally you can encounter "human goods" in special cabins in some of these shops, but you don't know whether the "goods" inside are dead or alive.

He didn't pay much attention to it, because Zhu Jue didn't think he could change anything.

Crossing the shantytown stall to the permanent stall area, the store manager held his mobile phone and searched for the exact location against the address in the message.

"Do you usually send those guests here after you kill them?"

Zhu Jue, who retracted his gaze, asked casually.

"Uh...... That's true, the black market is very efficient in disposing of corpses, I just need to bring people to the nearby site, I don't need to do any processing at all, about 15 minutes or so they can complete the rough test and come up with the price, I just take the money and leave. ”

The store manager thought that Zhu Jue was asking him about some situations in the black market, so he thought about it and replied truthfully.

"Makes a lot of money, right?"

Zhu Jue suddenly took two quick steps, grabbed the manager's shoulders, and said with a smile,

"This kind of way, also teach me, you know, I'm an outsider, it's very difficult to make money. ”

"Actually, it's not much, after all, there are not many people in places like antique shops, and you can't kill people when you see them, you have to have a choice, and the reason for offending you today is because of the problem with the silver kettle. ”

Xu was worried that Zhu Jue would misunderstand something, so the store manager's index finger and thumb buckled each other, and said,

"I don't break the law very often, I'm a law-abiding citizen most of the time, only occasionally...... I want to eat. ”

"Hey~ Don't be so outside, what does it matter to me whether you kill or not, I have seen a lot of dead people, you know Yecheng, that is where I used to live. ”

Zhu Jue seems to have no idea about the store manager's shady means.

"What you said is that everyone is struggling to survive, and the existence of those weak is the soil that provides us with nutrients. ”

The store manager swallowed his saliva, feeling that the person next to him was somewhat reasonable, and his expression was a lot more relaxed, and it happened that he was close to the location marked on the address at this time, so he raised his hand and pointed to a dilapidated building in front of him and said,

"That's it, you don't have to talk later, I'll be in charge of communication, and I can help you get their information. ”

"It seems that our store manager is very thoughtful...... I still have a question, have you been here before, I'm afraid that if the people inside don't know you, you'll be in trouble. ”

Passing through a neon sign, the red glow reflected on the back of the palm on the manager's shoulder, where some sand was spilling out.

Zhu Jue kept smiling, but coldness began to appear in his eyes.

"I haven't been here before, after all, it's only been three months, and the only person I've met who holds the silver kettle is you, you don't have to worry about this, they said very clearly, only recognize things, I'll take you over, and then take out the silver kettle." ”

"Oh, that's a good thing, that means it doesn't matter if I'm here or not, as long as you show up with the silver kettle and tell them where I am, you can get paid, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, then the store manager will go. ”

Suddenly stopped, Zhu Jue's palm pressed on the back of the store manager, and suddenly pushed him into the narrow alleyway in front of the left, glancing at the surrounding environment, no one approached.

"I ...... Really let me go on my own?"

The store manager who got out of trouble was still a little unconvinced, and looked back with wide eyes, the other party just let himself go?

"I'm asking the store manager to go, not letting you go. ”

Zhu Jue pursed his lips, with no smile on his face, kneaded the cheeks of the wind chime, and said softly.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, you said let the store manager pass, I'm not the store manager?"

The store manager didn't understand the meaning of Zhu Jue's words, but when he raised his hand to point at himself, he found that a cloud of sand and gravel had appeared on his hand without knowing when.

......

Hmm~Hmm~

The sand cocoon formed by the scavenger leaned into the gloomy alleyway, and a dull wail came from it.

"The people who were sent here after you were stunned are probably not much worse than what happened to you now, but I don't think you can sell them for a price with your dark heart, so I just feed the scavengers. ”

Zhu Jue stood in place, watching the sand cocoon shrink the whole time, waiting for the scavenger to roll back and reintegrate into his body.

After a brief blur, another store manager appeared at the entrance of the alleyway.

"I said it, I asked the store manager to come over, not you. ”

Putting on the gold-rimmed round-framed glasses sent by the scavenger, Zhu Jue brushed the short-inch blonde hair on the top of his head, picked up the other party's mobile phone, and unlocked it with his fingerprint as expected.

Walking into the iron-clad building in front of him, Zhu Jue frowned at the dim colored lights and all kinds of debris piled up in the dilapidated corridor, stepping over a few garbage bags, and staring at the closed doors one after another.

It's not all shops, and there seems to be some indigenous people from Pasfica.

Perception unfolds silently, examining the surroundings.

There seemed to be someone in every room, and Zhu Jue touched his nose with some confusion.

Anyone else who likes to live on the edge of the black market?

The room on the address arrived quickly, Zhu Jue glanced at the office sign outside, and wanted to ring the doorbell but found that there was no such "high-tech" thing as a doorbell in the room here, so he could only bend his finger and knock on the door.

"Wind Chime, you can help me pay attention to the surrounding situation outside, and call me if you find anything. ”

Taking advantage of the gap when the other party came to open the door, Zhu Jue whispered to the wind chime on his shoulder, and the latter rubbed Zhu Jue's cheek, turned around and jumped to the iron frame outside the window, and found a fairly clean position to crawl.

Squeak~

"What's the matter?"

A woman in a black dress poked her head out and asked.

"I heard that you collected this thing for 1 million?"

took out the silver kettle and shook it in front of the other party, and Zhu Jue directly expressed his intention.

When the woman saw the things in Zhu Jue's hand, her expression froze, and she immediately turned her head and asked for instructions in the house: "Boss, there is a new guest coming." ”

"Again?"

Zhu Jue asked with some doubts, the other party's reaction, meaning that he was not the only one who came over tonight?

"Ask him to come in. ”

A deep male voice came out of the room, and the woman immediately opened the door and motioned for Zhu Jue to enter.

The décor of this office, which is hidden near the black market, is not as dirty as it looks from the outside, and it is not very elaborate, but it is a normal office.

Walking into the house through the corridor at the main entrance, Zhu Jue saw at a glance the people sitting on both sides of the sofa in the middle of the room and a few silver kettles on the low table.

Zhu Jue subconsciously glanced at the silver kettle in his hand.

Is this such a common thing?

"Just sit over there, and I'll see what you're doing when I'm done." ”

The man sitting on the sofa on the left raised his hand and pointed to a few chairs on the other side of the room.

There were already three people sitting, and when Zhu Jue set his eyes on them, they were also looking at Zhu Jue.

The current situation is undoubtedly a bit beyond Zhu Jue's expectations, before he came, he thought that this kind of object involving another space is always very rare, and even if there is, many people will hide it in order to keep it secret, but when it comes to this, there are actually a lot of people selling things......

"You're here to sell this, too?"

Sitting at the back of the seat according to the seat, Zhu Jue accosted a middle-aged man next to him who looked yellow and thin, as if he had some serious illness.

"Of course, 1 million one, who doesn't want to sell it?"

Even on this sultry summer night, the man who was still wearing a black coat and wrapped his body tightly first glanced at the silver pot in Zhu Jue's hand, and then said,

"Friend, this one in your hand looks like the real thing, where did you get it?"

"What's really fake...... Even fake ones are accepted here?"

Zhu Juezheng looked at the transaction being discussed over there in wonder, and only when he heard the middle-aged man's words did he think of the reason, blinked, and cooperated to make a look of annoyance and anger after being found secret,

"I'm the real thing, I took a young man and snatched it from him. ”

Zhu Jue naturally said this deliberately, although the real thing in his hand was indeed genuine, but at this time, he could make a few people next to him who were eavesdropping with their ears think that he was a fake and let down their vigilance.

"I don't believe it, if you look at the pot in the hands of those guys, I, an antique dealer, know at a glance that it is being imitated by someone in a small workshop, and it will be sold for 1 million yuan, and those people are a group of idiots who are just a hospital certificate away from the mentally retarded. ”

The middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to Zhu Jue's words, and lowered his voice and pointed to the two sides of the transaction that were being discussed.

The two were talking, and the two groups of people on the sofa seemed to have a quarrel, and it was obvious that the people on the side of the office were not wronged, and they easily recognized it as a fake, and the people on the other side naturally refused, not to say that they were genuine, but also to say how much effort it took to find this "treasure".

Their general meaning is very simple, they will not give a million...... Hundreds of thousands of dollars still have to be interesting, right?

Otherwise, it's not over tonight!

It's a shame.

And while the office was arguing, several computers and some instruments were working non-stop in the room next to the two walls.

"Sir, we've found a second suspicious item!"

Someone sat in front of the computer to report the situation, and the picture on the screen was the silver kettle in Zhu Jue's hand.

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