Chapter 463: Transactions
In the well-lit dining room in Kinshasa, Olivier finally had his fill and burped in satisfaction. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
In order to reward him for walking around the city for more than an hour in the morning to find Duchamp, he took it upon himself to order the most expensive bottle of wine on the menu, for which Mura glared at him fiercely, but Duchamp waved his hand indifferently and asked the waiter to bring the bottle worth 80,000 meters to verify its identity, and then opened the bottle.
"Styry, I'm seeing more and more of your strengths!" Olivier, who was drinking red, squinted his eyes and praised.
Duchamp laughed at the compliment, took out a stack of large-denomination miras from his coat pocket, counted 82, and handed them to the waiter. Then he took out the reading certificate presented on the Duke's Palace, and said mysteriously: "When we are full of wine and food, let's go do something meaningful and continue to the library opposite." ”
"What? Read, Styry, are you mistaken, didn't we come to Haicheng to have fun? The best time is spent reading books! Olivier said dissatisfied.
"The huge body of the god descended from the sky, leaving huge footprints on the land of Marel.
As soon as he stepped on it, the borders of the continent collapsed into the collapsed waters of the Gulf of Ordis, and the remaining part of it was reduced to islands, the Western Islands.
He rose to his feet and threw himself to the north, where the last marks of his old enemy were there.
They collided and perished, creating deep depressions, and the flames burned the northern mountains, and the remaining fires still burn in the snow-covered ground.
Tens of thousands of years later, the goblins discovered the power of the fire, and they used the remnants of the burning body to create the Iron Riders to defend the land, a total of seven, all of whom lay asleep in deep caverns, waiting for the knights to awaken them. ”
Duchamp closed his eyes, like a devout monk, and said something in his mouth.
"Styry, what are you nagging about? I heard that Lear and they went to the beach, so let's hurry over. Olivier came over and pulled his sleeve dissatisfied.
Duchamp opened his eyes and said mysteriously: "This is what I found this morning from the collection of books in the library of ancient books, the title of the book has been modified, called "Ancient Strange Tales", in fact, under the cover covered by dye, it reads 'Book of the Wise', a teacher at the Lulei University of Technology once mentioned that this is a precious inheritance note written on special paper by medieval scholars in order to prevent history from being confused and forgotten, which is very rare. ”
"But it sounds like complete nonsense." Olivier said disgruntledly.
"Dr. Schmidt, the most famous engineering authority on the mainland, you should always believe in his wisdom." Duchamp lowered his voice: "I have seen the Iron Knight he made in his laboratory, and the doctor clearly said that it is a work that imitates the ancient riding god, and it is far worse than the ancient technological products. And in this book, I saw the illustration of the ancient riding god, which is very similar to the work of the doctor. ”
"What!" Olivier exclaimed, and Mura didn't know what to expect.
"What are we waiting for, let's go to the library quickly." Olivier said excitedly, pulling Duchamp and walking out.
The purpose was achieved, Duchamp took the two of them, came to the library in a hurry, found the director, and asked to go to the ancient book room to read again.
The curator solemnly pointed out that the certificate issued by the Duke's Palace only allowed one person to enter and read the book.
Duchamp bargained with the curator for a long time, and finally the curator gave in and allowed two people to go in and see.
Duchamp generously gave up the opportunity to Mura and Olivier, and he whispered: "In addition to the book I mentioned, there is also a book about the training methods and secrets of knights in the Dark Ages, which is also very valuable, and suitable for Mura to read, so it is placed on the second bookshelf on the left hand side against the wall, called 'Chivalric Creed'." In addition, the books on the bookshelf in the middle are also very valuable, and many of the medieval histories recorded on them are credible, you can read as much as you can, and if you need to record them, you can ask the curator for paper and pen. ”
After sending both of them into the antiquarian room, Duchamp estimated that they would not come out until the library was closed.
Duchamp turned and went downstairs, grabbed a random book in the general reading area, tilted his head, and paid attention to the conversations of the parties.
This unique communicator made by Duchamp is a slave machine for the other three people, and what he is holding in his hand is a mother machine, which can freely listen to the movements and conversations around the slave machine, and can also carry out medium-distance positioning and tracking, but the other three people don't know that he still has this function for the time being.
He flipped through the book absentmindedly, his eyes kept shooting out of the window, and everything in the square was calm.
The bell of the bell tower in the square rang, and 2 o'clock arrived.
In the corridor of the Floriana Hotel, Merlin and his assistant each carried a box upstairs, although he knew that there was support on the opposite floor, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, in the box, there were a full 160 million mila, in addition, in his arms, there was also 120 million mila of anonymous cashier's check issued by the International Federation of Banks, which could be exchanged for cash in any of the six major banks.
He knocked on the door of room 308 punctually, the door opened, and Goethe opened it himself with a smile on his face.
Merlin had a look of relief in his eyes, everything was normal.
The only thing he missed was a guest who passed him on the way upstairs.
As he passed them, the man glanced at Merlin and his companion's box in surprise, estimated its size and weight, and then went downstairs to leave the hotel, quickly finding his hidden accomplice.
"Merlin went up to the third floor of the Floriana Hotel, carrying two suitcases, which were heavy inside."
"The Fisheries Association is a bit unusual today, and there seems to be more cars parked inside."
"Could it be that they are making some secret deals? Are the North Star people hiding on the third floor of the hotel? ”
"Staying in such a fancy hotel! We ignored it. The war ghost was on the other side of the communication line, and said with a cold smile, "Go and find a way to check the room on the third floor." The others were on standby, and I would like to see what they were doing, if only the box was full of Mira. Hahahaha! ”
An inside line soon headed to the Floriana Hotel.
"Hmph, this location is only a few minutes away from us, and it would be very convenient to launch a surprise attack." The war ghost stretched out his thick fingers and pointed at the map.
"This is in the city after all, will it anger Duke Kane?" His nephew said worriedly.
"What exactly are you worried about, Randolph? Are you afraid of accidentally injuring civilians by doing it in the city? ”
The war ghost took his eyes off the map, stared at his nephew, and solemnly admonished: "A hunter is to use all the factors that can be won on the battlefield in order to achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost. Only your own survival is the most important thing, and the rest is just some factors that can be used. As the future heir of the God of Fighting, the first thing you have to inherit is the fighting spirit of the God of Fighting, that is, there is no invincible person in the world. In order to win, do not hesitate to clear all obstacles in front of you! ”
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