Chapter 1385: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (1)
Chapter 1385: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (1)
"Heh, it's that guy." Albert retracted his head and couldn't help but whisper, "Shouldn't he have a game at two o'clock this afternoon?" "You really don't know anything, right?" Chanel poured cold water in Albert's ear: "The opponent who should have played in Doha this afternoon has already abstained, and Doha won't have to fight, so he doesn't have to go to the game." "What's that?!" Albert just wanted to shout, but Chanel immediately covered his cat's mouth with one hand: "Shhh Chanel lowered her voice and advised, "But that's not the point. The point is, the Dragon Knight Doha is really in the same league as the Sphinx Daddy!" "Are you sure?" Albert frowned suspiciously: "I've only seen him drive the Iron Rider to help deliver the jersey today, but other than that, he basically didn't help the Sphynx team with meow" "But what I got is that he has a very close relationship with your Captain Shiloma, and the two often correspond?" Chanel had a confident expression: "In addition to being the quarterback and captain of the Sphinx, Xiloma is actually the most trusted confidant of the Sphinx, and often uses his super high IQ to give advice to the Sphinx." The Sphinx is the biggest underworld boss in Cairo, and his minions are all over the city, and Xiloma is naturally the most important mastermind in this criminal trading network, using his high IQ to control all kinds of criminal transactions in the city. Since Doha, the Dragon Knight, is also a member of their criminal gang, I am even more certain that the Sphinx must have been involved in the drug trade in the city, and had a hand in the production and sale of drugs, and even the transportation of drugs. "Wait—" Albert suddenly remembered Mutter's words, "Not so. I've heard Mutter say that Daddy Sphinx never did that kind of harmful drug business, and the person who really ran the drug business in Africa was another gang boss, Seth. "Oh, really?" the Dark Elf Maiden smiled disdainfully, "But your little cat-man servant is nothing more than a little slave of the Sphinx, a loyal lackey of Daddy Lion-Man." Are you really going to believe him?" Albert shrugged, unable to argue. Although he was very sure from Mutter's tone at the time, the cat man boy was not lying. He felt that he should bring Mutter to confront Chanel face to face, so that the Dark Elf Maiden could use her super hearing to hear Mutter's heart and judge whether the cat boy was lying. But who knows? Perhaps, even Mutter is kept in the dark, blindly believing in his idol, Daddy Sphynx?
"Oh look, they're doing something. Shanaire tugged at the corner of Albert's coat and motioned for the tiger to look into the crack in the wall again.
Albert obediently complied, glancing through the crack in the wall again.
I saw that among the three people in the VIP room, Tiger ** Hangusta was drinking stuffy wine, and he was already a little shaky, while Shiloma and the dragon knight Doha were talking about these things. There were only three men in the room, and there was no escort girl, which was indeed a bit suspicious. Aside from the fact that they may have had special sexual interests, there is only one explanation left: they are talking about something very important that cannot be overheard.
At this moment, Shiloma took out a package the size of an egg from her bosom and handed it to Doha, the dragon knight.
Is that a packet of anesthetic?, Albert frowned. There is a possibility.
But unless Albert and the others rushed out now to take the stolen goods and check in person what was in the bag, they could not prove with certainty that the bag was a drug—it could be an ordinary drug, or even a bag of gold coins, for the dragon knight Doha. It can have a thousand possibilities.
"See, drug deal!" Chanel blew on Albert's cat's ear, tickling the tiger. Based on her own prejudices, she hastily came to a conclusion, and insisted that it was a package of drugs.
"Can't you hear what they're talking about?" Albert felt that it was really bad to be suspicious of others without saying anything, so he asked depressedly, "If I could know what their conversation was about, perhaps—" "That's why I called you here because I didn't understand." Chanel pinched Albert's ear unhappily: "They speak a very strange language, and although I can hear it, I can't understand it at all." You're the same tiger people as Shiloma and Gusta, and I think you should be able to understand the language of the Fierce Tooth Clan, right? Can you translate the general meaning from their lips?" As a tiger man, of course he understands the language of the Fierce Tooth Clan. But the tigers' mouths were always smiling but not smiling, and always kept a wonderful curve, so that many of the similar pronunciations when they spoke could not be discerned from the surface. Coupled with the fact that there are many ambiguous pronunciations in the Fierce Tooth language, and the frequency of lip movements when speaking, it is difficult to infer what the speaker is talking about from the movement of his lips.
"You didn't make an effort to try. Try again!" Chanel twisted Albert's tiger ears with her delicate hand, and the tiger almost burst into tears.
"Well, you can say it easily, but the lips that are difficult to read are hard to read!" Albert was pinched so painfully that he was a little unhappy: "Why don't you pronounce the conversation you heard directly to me, and I will try to translate it?" Chanel twisted Albert's ears again: "Are you stupid? They make more than a dozen sounds a second, and I don't know the language of the Fierce Tooth Clan, I don't even know how to pronounce those sounds, how to imitate them?!" A drop of helpless sweat came out of Albert's forehead. This can't do this, it can't do that, and it really is too reluctant to eavesdrop on Captain Shilomar's conversation. He was just about to persuade Chanel to give up, but suddenly something suddenly came to mind.
That's right. Although the tigers' lips were too difficult to read, it was impossible to discern the content of their conversation by the lips of Hiloma or Gusta;
But human lips are a different story. The changes in human lips when speaking are not as difficult to see as cats. It should be said that human lips change very regularly, and human lips are actually very easy to guess!
"Factory" Albert looked at the corners of the dragon knight Doha's mouth, and translated it little by little: "Shark [Bliss] uh, experimental test subject?" "Sure enough!" When the dark elf girl heard this, she immediately exclaimed, "I knew that the Sphinx had something to do with the drug deal!" "Uh, what?" Albert became more and more confused the more he listened.
"Don't you know that [Bliss]? It is a strong anesthetic that has become popular in Africa in recent years, and it has already made its way into Europe, and has had a great impact in France. The Sphinx must have its own drug-making factory, secretly making this immoral narcotic drug in order to make huge profits. I've also heard that under a very high dose of [Bliss] stimulation, the body of the person who takes the poison will even change and turn into some kind of terrible monster.
I've heard that people who have lost their money because of drug addiction are desperate to sell themselves to drug suppliers and test their bodies for the side effects of Bliss in order to get more Bliss. It's such a terrible anesthetic. Chanel thought for a moment: "Well, experimental." The Sphinx may be planning something even more terrible than we think, he is using drug addicts as experiments, intending to create an army out of drugs!" "What meow? nonsense!" Albert couldn't help but snort: "How can Meow be so exaggerated! Create an army of monsters out of drugs? This kind of stupid plot that can only be found in third-rate science fiction novels cannot be in reality-" But he couldn't go on anymore, and instantly slapped himself in the face by his own words. How could it not be. A recent living example of this, he only encountered in today's Dark American Football game. The group of humans of the Ghana Black King Kong team have knocked on some kind of powerful forbidden drugs and turned their human bodies into that terrible Black King Kong giants.
"Don't be stunned!" Chanel tugged at Albert's ears again, "You can continue to watch their conversations, and maybe you can see something!" "Albert is okay, don't talk about it, it hurts-" Albert shook his tiger ears grumbling as his eyes widened as he continued to observe the situation in the VIP room through the crack in the door, especially every tremor on the lips of the dragon knight Doha.
"Warehouse No. 72 North Wharf, Uh, Underground, Entrance, What's the Gate, Beauty and the Beast?", "Have you translated well?" Chanel felt more and more that something was wrong, and pulled Albert's ear harder. However, this time she didn't control the force well, and directly ripped a handful of cat hair off Albert's ear!
"Meow!" the tiger screamed in pain!
"Oh, shit!" Chanel saw that things were not good, and immediately pulled Albert out of the door: "Follow me!" "What was it just now?" Hiloma, the tiger man in the VIP room, put down the glass of red wine.
"I'll check it out. Doha, the dragon knight, stood up from the leather couch.
"Huh, *burp*, shouldn't it be us going to meow?" asked a staggering Gusta, burping.
"You're tired after a long day of competition, aren't you?" the handsome young dragon knight snorted and took his sword, "I'll take care of it, and I'll be back soon." "