Chapter Thirty-Four: Sharpening the Knife

In the shrill voice, the well-dressed middle-aged man and the silent young man immediately retreated, and the people around them also showed their eyes to watch the show.

They are looking forward to what happens.

And whatever happens, it's good for them.

However, the next moment, they gasped in anticipation.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the head of a middle-aged woman with a provocative and disdainful face burst straight out like a watermelon that had been crushed by a truck.

Blood rained down, brains splattered.

Everyone's bodies shuddered, and even in Teorit, such cruelty was uncommon.

A young student standing on the side of the street watched as if he wanted to say something, but all he could hear was a coughing sound.

Not far from the student, a middle-aged man immediately held his breath and took a few steps back without a trace, completely away from the smell of blood, and then took a big breath.

And many more people simply turned pale, and then fear appeared on that pale face.

What happened?

It's a question that everyone is asking.

They didn't see Qin Ran make a move.

Even, Qin Ran didn't move.

That...... Why did Pamela's head blow up?

All kinds of speculation can't help but appear.

The fear caused by the unknown naturally spreads.

When these people looked at Qin Ran again, a trace of horror involuntarily appeared in their eyes, but some of them had a bright eye.

For example: the well-dressed middle-aged man and the taciturn young man.

The two of them looked at Qin Ran again with a scrutinizing gaze.

Because......

As Pamela's skull exploded, they smelled a faint smell of alcohol when they were closer...... That's right, it's the smell of wine, very light, the smell of wine hidden in the smell of blood.

"Guan Shilu"!

The two people who have been tracking down "Guan Shilu" confirmed in their hearts almost instantly that this should be the effect of 'warm wine' at this moment.

This is the 'warm wine' effect that they have been speculating about what abilities will be brought to those who take it!

The two ignored the smell of blood and took a deep breath at the same time.

In their minds, several associations came to mind.

"Your Excellency 2567, we'll take care of these things."

"If you can, please wait at the café down the street."

"I think we'll give you a reasonable offer."

The young man, who had been silent, suddenly spoke first.

The well-dressed middle-aged man next to him frowned, but when Qin Ran's gaze swept over, he immediately changed to a smiling face.

"I agree with Garcia."

"We're not from the same place, though."

The well-dressed middle-aged man said clearly.

"Hmm."

Qin Ran's gaze stayed on the young man wearing Teorit school uniform and his face was a little rigid for a second, and then nodded slightly.

Obviously, compared with the middle-aged man who is well-dressed and seems to be active at all times, the young man in front of him, who has been silent, should pay more attention.

As for the middle-aged woman?

Qin Ran didn't know how the other party who hated him could be sent to him, but this did not prevent him from making the most correct decision after confirming the perceived malice.

Qin Ran walked towards the café on the side of the street, and the people around him dodged one after another.

When passing by the headless corpse, there seemed to be no pause, only Raven Feather's windbreaker trembled slightly, making a hunting sound, but the rare props floating on the corpse had already appeared in his hands.

When he opened the door of the café, the prop had already appeared in his pocket, and at the same time, he pressed the test tube containing the liquor in his pocket thoroughly.

It's not easy to find some liquor in the dining room.

"Y-What do you need to drink?"

The waiter at the café asked tremblingly.

From the angle he was in, it was natural to see everything in his eyes, in fact, if he hadn't already accepted the deposit in advance, and that Garcia was still someone he would never be able to provoke, he would have closed his doors long ago.

"Lemonade, with honey."

Qin Ran replied.

"Okay, please wait a minute, come right away."

The waiter trotted all the way to the bar and began to prepare.

Before the waiter could bring the lemonade, Seniore had already pushed the door open.

The other party hurriedly walked in front of Qin Ran and sat on the sofa opposite.

"Do you know what you just did?"

Senior's voice was angry.

"What did I do?"

"Did I do it?"

"Nope!"

"Instead, the lady was treating me rudely."

Qin Ran leaned back and let himself completely lean into the soft cushions of the sofa, and then he said in a good time.

"Then why did she die?"

Seniore asked, glaring.

"Who knows?"

"Maybe it's damnation!"

"I didn't do it anyway, at least fifty people can testify to me."

Qin Ran pointed to the people who were still peeping here outside and had not left.

"Damnation?!"

"You're kidding me!"

Senior was almost choked by Qin Ran and lifted the table in front of him, but after thinking about it, for the sake of his own safety, he still gave up this decision.

Along with the curiosity in my heart.

Although he really wanted to know how Qin Ran got the 'warm wine', curiosity would kill the cat.

Seniore doesn't think of himself as having more lives than a cat.

So, he took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and began to relay what Professor Thales meant.

"Professor Tells is interested in the Closed Food, but he won't give you the approval slip on the third floor of the library and more ancillary conditions."

Seniore said.

"Really?"

"That's a shame."

"Originally, I had hoped to work with Professor Thales."

Qin Ran sighed with regret.

Senior's lips moved, and eventually, nothing came out.

Sometimes, it's better not to say something.

"I think I should leave."

"Those guys can't wait."

"You know what you're doing, right?"

"So, you should also know what to pay attention to."

With a hidden exhortation, Seniore got up and walked out.

Qin Ran stared at Senior's back, quietly waiting for the arrival of the 'collaborators'.

His goal has been achieved, and the people who were present just now should believe that he knows the whereabouts of "Guan Shilu", and even make up some facts that do not exist in their own brains to improve the whole process for him.

And then he needs to think about what kind of request to make.

It is necessary to know that the value of a library approval slip in Area E does not match the value of the whereabouts of the "Guan Shi Lu".