Chapter 358: The Snake's Tail

The man lost his temper for a moment, and finally turned to business.

"Then what impact does this matter have on your entry into the Airship Association?"

President Conley's head unconsciously lowered by three points: "This afternoon, Prince Olivet issued a notice to remove me from the Preparatory Committee of the Royal Airship Society, and also issued a huge fine of 100 million meters. ”

The man frowned: "What is the basis for the 100 million mira fine?" ”

"Probably in retaliation, when I set up a bureau for that jeweler, the condition I put forward was to collect a deposit of 100 million meters for the Royal Airship Society."

The man finally retracted the phrase 'fool' back into his stomach and continued to ask: "Then what impact does this matter have on your development in the Lane Ford Club?" ”

President Conley's head couldn't help but retract a centimeter into the collar: "Ms. Irina was very angry, saying that I deserved it, and asked me to pay the fine of 100 million meters quickly." There is nothing to say about my position as a director of the company at Lineford. That lady had always trusted me, and she must not be angry with me. ”

The man's anger did not diminish in the slightest, and he said loudly: "Who is Irina, how can she be so easy to fool, you can only pretend to be stupid at the moment, follow her instructions, go and pay the fine tomorrow, and then try to admit your mistakes." For the Lane Ford Society, we need to do something else. Hmph, for the sake of petty profits, we did such an unwise thing and affected the overall situation, and it seems that there is no need for our cooperation to continue. ”

"No, no, sir!" When President Conley heard this, he knelt down on his knees like a mourning dog whose spine had been removed, and his relatives begged: "Please forgive me again, this mistake is also a little anxious for me to complete the commission." There must be an extremely clever jewelry designer hidden in that magic jewelry brand, and I would have liked to find this person and use it for us. ”

"Stand up and speak, I don't like people to be coquettish in front of me!" The man yelled.

President Conlait hurriedly stood up and continued to work hard to exonerate himself: "Although the magic crystals used by that jewelry brand are only low-level magic crystals, the spells caused are very stable, and they can be mass-produced, so they must be easy to control high-grade magic crystals." ”

As he spoke, he picked up two boxes from the table and opened them, "This is a sample I bought at the auction, please take a look." ”

The man picked up a magic jewel in his hand, carefully observed the inlay process, and exclaimed: "The workmanship is extremely simple, full of medieval characteristics, almost the most concise circuit in the same kind of modern products I have seen, the designer must have a complete medieval heritage." At this point, there was a sudden hint of hope in his words, and he looked towards President Conley. Did you find the name of their jewelry designer? ”

President Conwright replied cautiously: "I heard what Baron Theresa said yesterday, it seems that he is one of them, but I think he is just a mediocre person, and maybe there is a deeper background, but I haven't found out in a short time." ”

The man took the magic jewelry, looked at it closely, and suddenly remembered something important. "The person who made this jewelry is not simple, and you should not take it out again in the near future."

President Conwlewlet sweated again, and replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you are right!" The man in black who came yesterday was not affected by the treasure, so I have now taken it back to the secret room. ”

"Oh, is there any such strange person? Who is he? ”

"He claimed to be another shareholder of Patek Philippe, a representative of the Polaris Hunting Corps, and was very young." President Conley hurriedly replied cautiously.

The man didn't answer again, but his heart became vigilant, and just in case, he quickly unleashed a probing spell, and a playful expression gradually appeared on his face.

He held the jewel up in front of his eyes, probed the almost invisible circuit, muttered to himself twice, "Interesting, interesting," and then, with his hand in his pocket, he said, "You are not allowed to reach out to this magic jewelry brand in the future." Also, be honest, be clean, and don't get me in trouble! I definitely won't help you next time! ”

President Conwlew's promise was resigned, and the man didn't want to stay longer, walked out of the room quickly, and just walked into the hallway, suddenly disappeared into thin air.

The little spider didn't catch the scene, and it was still staring at President Conwright's every move.

President Conlight sighed for a long time, then picked up the remaining magic jewel, opened the secret room, pressed a few secret mechanisms, and then casually put the jewelry and other items in his hand together. He cautiously opened a safe in the secret room, took out a notebook, and reluctantly recorded an account: on March 10, 1197, the net loss was 100 million meters.

When he finished recording it, he took out a check from the safe and filled it with the amount of 100 million miras. When he had done all this, he sighed and flipped through the notebook again and put it back. He picked up another item in the safe and rubbed it up. This item is the 'Fool's Necklace'.

After dragging for a while, Conlight carefully put the necklace back, closed the safe, restored the mechanism in the room to its original state, and returned the check with a sad face.

At this time, Duchamp, who was sitting in the café, had a dull gaze and a gloomy face, as immobile as a wax statue.

The notebook that President Conwright had just flipped through shocked him.

The point is not in the contents of the notebook, but in the special material of the notebook cover, on which a special mark is printed: a black snake with a gold ring, circling in a circle, the snake tail drooping, and the snake's head is about to devour its own tail.

This is the mark of the 'Snake of Eater', the most mysterious association on the continent. Dushanco never imagined that a vulgar, greedy and unscrupulous businessman like Conlait, would be a member of this unattainable association, and although it could only be a link on the tip of a snake's tail that could be discarded at any time, it was enough to be alarming.

Duchamp silently gave the spider a recall order, rubbing his fingers against the already cold coffee cup, pondering the stakes between the ancient relics and the possible alarm snake, and finally decided to cancel the evening's operation. Not only that, but in the future, for this fat man and the huge snake behind him, he should also be able to hide and walk around as much as possible.

"Everyone, it's better to keep the well water from the river!" He drank the cup of coffee, which had become bitter from the cold, and made a decision.

The little spider silently crawled in through the window of the coffee house, and Duchamp reached out and caught the little spider, closed his hand, and put it away. He looked left and right, walked to the counter to pay, and quietly walked out of the café and down the noisy street.

Duchamp did not notice that behind him, on the opposite side of the café, a black figure was hidden in the night, quietly observing his movements.

"What an interesting young man! Who is he? ”