In the evening, a young man walked out of East Street.

He walked down the back alley next to the central plaza and walked straight to an antique shop here. When he passed by during the day, he noticed that there was also a special black spot on the sign of this antique shop, that is, the place where it also operated as an intelligence business.

The antique shop was full of all kinds of old things, and in the middle of the counter sat a lady of great age, who heard the doorbell ring, and greeted happily: "Good evening guests, please look at it, I have all kinds of good goods here." ”

Duchamp saw the appearance of the shopkeeper clearly, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, he was still running an intelligence business at such an age, and that black spot was not just accidentally clicked when he was making a signboard?

He walked up to the shopkeeper and asked, "I heard that your jewelry here is in good condition, can you take a look?" ”

The old lady looked at the little fellow from under the gold-rimmed glasses and said, "The price of those treasures is very expensive, one piece is worth hundreds of thousands of meters. "The implication is that a kid like you doesn't like he can afford it.

Duchamp was not discouraged, sat down at the counter, took out a brooch he had made himself, and introduced himself: "My name is Stellary Duchamp, just a small businessman who has just entered the jewelry industry. ”

The old lady was immediately interested. "Oh, can you make jewelry, bring your things to me to see."

She took the brooch, turned on a lamp by the counter, looked at it carefully, and commented as she looked: "It's a rose in shape, the material is very rough, and it's only gold-plated, not all gold or white gold, it's really stingy." The gem inlaid on it is a magic crystal of the wind system, it is too small, it must be a fifth-level small demonic beast that has just condensed the magic crystal and let people slaughter it, it is really pitiful. The polishing of the gemstones, which is very exquisite, and the intact preservation of the magical structure of the interior, is still desirable. ”

Such an assessment is much more pertinent than that of the baron.

Finally, she raised her head and asked Duchamp, "Young man, what spell is hidden in it?" ”

"It's a swift technique that makes the wearer lighter and increases walking speed."

"Oh, that's just right for me." The old lady put on the rose brooch, walked around the shop for a while, and said happily: "Although the material is very bad, the final effect is still good, and I feel that my steps are five years lighter after wearing it." "Her eyes were clear, and she stared at Duchamp like a fox staring at food." Young man, did you make this thing? ”

Duchamp hurriedly made up a reason: "I have been learning jewelry making from my father, and although I asked my father to help me with the polishing of this jewelry, I made the rest." ”

"Oh, forgive me for being lonely and unheard, your father must be a famous jewelry artist on the mainland. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, you can call me Miss Imelda, to put it modestly, the most authoritative antique dealer in the city. ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Imelda, I've come to a small place in the north of the Erebonian Empire, and I've heard for a long time that your collection of antiques and jewelry is first-class, so I've come here to ask for advice."

Miss Imelda was very pleased with this compliment, and said with a grin, "I didn't expect that I was also famous in the Erebonian Empire. The northern part of your country is rich in magic crystals, and I often act as my agent. What good goods did you bring this time? Don't worry, I'll give you a real price. ”

Duchamp frowned and said: "This time I just came out to try my luck, and there are no good goods to prepare, I will definitely pay attention to bringing some good goods in the future." ”

With that, he suddenly saw a magazine on the counter, with the cover headline prominently written "The latest tracking of child abduction cases in the Republic", which was really a no-brainer.

Duchamp picked up the weekly magazine and flipped through it, which gave a large introduction to the recent news of the disappearance of children in the Republic, the riots concentrated in the area of Kaslai, the capital of the Republic, and even the snatching of children and the killing of parents in broad daylight.

Are the police of the Republic all incompetent rice buckets?

Duchamp looked at it with anger on his face, and suddenly remembered that Miss Imelda was still looking at him, and pointed to the magazine and said: "It is inconceivable that the capital of a country should be so chaotic in our country." Does this matter have any local implications for Crossbell? ”

"You said that the case of the disappearance of children in the Republic has been reported several times by Crossbell Weekly, it is a terrible event, may the Goddess bless those children. Crossbell has always been blessed by the goddess, and although the local police are incompetent, the guerrillas are still very active, and the situation on the side of the republic has not developed to Crossbell. Young man, come and visit my collection of treasures, and by the way, talk about our business cooperation. ”

Miss Imelda picked up the treasures in the shop and proudly introduced them to Duchamp one by one, this is the war knife of the Lion Battle, and it is the furniture of the alchemy civilization. The old lady was bored, and finally a loyal listener was interested in introducing all the treasures in the store.

Seeing Duchamp's elegant and polite manners, and his insight into antiques, the old lady felt proud for a while, and took out a box and said: "This is a rare treasure, priceless, I spent a lot of money, just got it, and it will be taken away by the buyer in two days, the opportunity is rare, so I will show you." With that, he opened the box and put it under the lamp.

Duchamp looked into the box, but saw a lifelike doll, sitting in the box. If it weren't for the fact that it was only one-third of the size of a normal person, it would almost be thought that this was a real little girl.

Duchamp stared at this lifelike work and exclaimed in surprise: "Is this the one from Rozanbeck, that!" ”

Miss Imelda said proudly, "It's not the doll of Master Rozanbeck, it's his latest work, and I managed to get it." ”

Duchamp reached for the doll in the box, and seeing that Miss Imelda did not stop it, he took the doll out, and turned on the detection skill under the lamp, and watched it carefully.

Rozanbaker dolls, the most famous dolls on the mainland, are known for their exquisite workmanship, and their appearance is almost indistinguishable from real people, which can be called a treasure. Legend has it that Master Rozanbeck poured his own heart and soul into the production of each doll, and if these dolls meet an owner who truly loves them, they will come back to life and become real people after a few years.

Of course, legends are just legends, but the doll in his hand, regardless of sight, touch, and matching hair, clothes, and wisps, all give Duchamp the feeling that he is holding a living person.

Under the detection of the system, the doll is another appearance, with many sophisticated force-conducting mechanisms inside, which control the doll to walk, sit and even make sounds like a human. Duchamp secretly sighed, if this doll is equipped with a guiding heart, wouldn't it come back to life.

Duchamp admired it for a long time, put the doll back in the box, and said gloomily: "To achieve such a skill as Master Rozanbeck, I am afraid it is not something that ordinary people can imagine. ”

Miss Imelda couldn't help but smile when she saw his discouraged appearance: "A skill like that of Master Rozanbeck is certainly unmatched. But your talent in jewelry is also rare, and how old are you, as long as you persevere, after ten or twenty years, you will be a well-known jewelry master on the mainland. What is there to envy of a boring old man like Rozanbaker. ”

Miss Imelda put away the doll box, talked with Duchamp about business, and after some bargaining, bought the rose brooch for 35,000 meters, and negotiated the terms of long-term cooperation. Duchamp inquired of the means of buying the precious metals and precious stones needed to make the jewelry, and Miss Imelda recommended that he go to the mines of Mainz and negotiate with the mayor of the town, which should be much cheaper.

After the negotiation, Miss Imelda turned and opened the safe, took the cash from it, counted it, and handed it to Duchamp.

Duchamp took the money and was about to count it when he suddenly heard a system prompt.

He forced his composure, shoved the money into his pocket, said goodbye to Miss Imelda, walked out of the antique shop, and walked in the direction of East Street.

Behind him, a flamboyant woman ran from the other end of the back alley and plunged into Miss Imelda's antique shop.