Just when Gold was secretly reflecting on himself, he was determined to say something.

He received an unusually indifferent look from Fanny, his android maid.

Translated, it's -

'I know you did it, but don't make a fuss about it at this moment, just a high-sounding brushstroke, even if you make a mistake, you should keep your attitude as a magician's family, in other words, you put the shelf on the table for me!' ’

Uh, okay.

Gold didn't know how he could get so much information from a single look, but he couldn't figure it out.

Although he was very aggrieved that Fanny looked down on him, he still threw all the manuscripts he had intended to explain into his large intestine, and glanced at John and gestured wisely.

The message is just as simple.

'You've made a mess, go clean up.' ’

How did this become a mess for me, John who was thrown into a black pot was very helpless, but here he has the lowest comprehensive strength and status, and it is natural to be taken care of.

So how to answer it.

Let's just say that the rifle was taken away by Chen Qi, and then Chen Qi's whereabouts he didn't know?

Well, wait, that seems like a good answer.

John's head was clever, and he got out of the previous thinking inertia, and then understood that he didn't need to help Chen Qi cover up.

The first is that he has no ability to endorse Chen Qi, and the second is that Chen Qi, who took over the rifle, doesn't care about his reselling of information, and may even have thought that he will not be able to carry it at some point.

That kid isn't a hot-blooded and impulsive person, and since he did this, he must have some plans.

"The gun was taken away by a scrap dealer named Chen Qi." Stiffly, John interrupted in the eye exchange between the two women, and uttered words that were almost self-destructive, and before he could catch his breath, two eye darts almost pinned him through the wall.

"Who is Chen Qi......

"Don't answer her."

Yoko and Fanny stared at each other, and the men on the scene were almost like a sieve, and they were forced to sit there with wax.

On the other side, Chen Qi also encountered a little trouble.

It wasn't that the stalker who had been thrown off had caught up again, but that he had met a new tracker, and the chill stinging pain that surged up his back made Chen Qi frown.

And the other party did not hide his sense of existence, and even reminded Chen Qi that he was in a state of being hunted.

What is this?

Inexplicable trouble.

Covering his body with a guitar case, Chen Qi's eyes froze, and he sprinted in the narrow road of this Bomengsai market with his folded ears in his hand.

"—Strengthened."

A magic circuit shaped like a circuit board works, and the magic power is used to carry out an instantaneous strengthening of the project, so that the foot strength is strong enough to be comparable to that of the impala.

Bang bang bang! The earth was trampled on with the force of the dust.

Accompanied by the exclamation of the folded cat in his arms, Chen Qi, who was carrying a guitar case, ran through the Bomengsai market at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, enough to leave an afterimage on the retina.

The magic power of the savings sprint drove the rolling magic current, rubbing out an arc visible to the naked eye, and it was amazingly fast, almost instantly, it rushed out more than twenty meters, turning into a violent wind and wanting to disappear without a trace.

However, the tracker has no fear of losing the target.

For no other reason than the fact that the tracker's last name is Belmont.

Chasing the target that they vowed to defeat, the Belmont clan, who had never been discouraged for hundreds of years, but became more and more courageous, had already tempered every function of their body to the limit.

As a family with a long history of demon hunting, the descendants of this surname are most skilled in chasing and fighting.

Never die.

And time has proved to everyone that the prey targeted by Belmont will have to be hated by the hunt of this surname unless they voluntarily give up.

His excellent mobility, feral instincts, and astonishing luck and perseverance have more than once been appreciated by cardinals at the pinnacle of power within the Templar Church, and have affirmed the Belmontes' dedication to the expulsion of darkness.

Bang!

Stepping out, Julius Belmont's eyes were as sharp as an eagle falcon locking onto Chen Qi, and his burly and majestic body chased after him like a cheetah.

The continuous bursts of anger lifted his mane, and he quickly pressed Chen Qi in front of him.

That's right, it was Julius who tracked Chen Qi.

The purpose of his coming here was to search the corresponding building on Druid Street, but before that, Chen Qi attracted his attention.

After countless battles and dealing with dark creatures, Julius was sure that the guitar box on Chen Qi's back was not a guitar, but a firearm.

But if that were the case, he wouldn't be following or even chasing at this point.

However, Julius's hearing is so good that if he pays a little attention, there is no information around him that can escape his capture.

He was so good that he heard Chen Qi and Tom talking through the door of the store from a distance of more than 30 meters, and confirmed that Chen Qi was related to Deacon's death.

As far as the content of the conversation is concerned, Chen Qi may not be the murderer, but it is also inseparable from this matter, there should be corresponding information in his hand, what did Deacon buy, and is the firearm behind Chen Qi a Garand rifle lost by the Law and Political Division?

No matter which element it is, it is enough for Julius to make a move, not to mention Chen Qi, who has many elements.

As for the mystery not to be revealed in front of people, the tone of the rare unity between the Templar Church and the Magic Society was never seen by Julius.

He's a man who doesn't care about rules if the situation warrants it.

Chen Qi, who was holding the cat, did not look back, and the biting chill on his body that did not retreat but became more and more cold made him know very clearly that he had not gotten rid of Julius at all.

It's endless.

Unable to get rid of Julius's speed and persistence, Chen Qi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, although he didn't want to fight for no reason, but he undoubtedly hated the sense of urgency of being chased.

If you have to fight, then fight!

……

"What kind of person is this Chen Qi you are talking about?"

After Gold gave Fanny a look, the confrontation between Yoko and the android maid came to an end for the time being, even though the maid thought that this would lose face for herself, but Gold thought that it was the most important thing to send Yoko away as soon as possible, and face was just a trivial matter.

And he was also very curious about who this Chen Qi in John's mouth was.

"Chen Qi, a literal Oriental, is also a not very qualified magician, runs a garbage collection scrap shop in Satellite City, and lived for a while on Druid Street in the South End by the bridge, and we met at that time."

Pressing the knife and fork on the table, John took a deep breath and sighed, "I have always given things to him to deal with, and as long as there is goods that he is satisfied with, there will always be a good price...... No, I should say that the price is high, and the most expensive time I got 2,000 pounds just by selling garbage. ”

There is no need to say much about what things are, and it is normal for items with no reuse value on site to be treated as garbage by the Law and Political Affairs Division, and of course some of these garbage are of great value, such as furniture that looks good, and utensils in the house.

Only things of magic value, as well as some expensive antiques, will be put on the sealed list of the Legal Affairs Division for subsequent inventory and auction, recovered as funds for daily operations, or thrown into the treasury to eat ashes.

On the other hand, not every magician has a rich man.

Most magicians are not poor enough to be pants, but they are also very urgent, otherwise no one would be poor enough to sell bodily fluids, which can often be sold for a good price because of their magical powers.

For the Law and Politics Division, which dominates the vast majority of industries such as finance, real estate, and energy, these garbage are not worth a few at all, and even if they are individual expensive items, as long as they are insignificant, they can turn a blind eye.

So much so that now, picking up garbage has become the most direct reason for many magicians to enter the Law and Political Division, subsidizing their own staff, reselling certain goods, and also becoming a default gray matter in the Legal Affairs Division, as long as the ability is sufficient, the Legal and Political Affairs Section even allows staff to accept donations to carry out some official operations.

Build high walls (powers), accumulate grain (resources), and slow down the reign (dictatorship).

This kind of factor makes the Department of Law and Political Science in private, jokingly called it a kennel built by aristocracy, and the magicians who come out have become hunting dogs raised by the Barsermelo family, without pride and soul.

There are very few magicians who do not lack assets and have corresponding inheritances in their families, and they will enter a place where there are many civilian magicians such as the Law and Political Science Division.

How can a magician be inferior and a human eagle dog?

"Trash, can you sell it at this price?"

Yoko was a little surprised, two thousand pounds is already a lot of money for many ordinary magicians, whether it is to pay for living expenses or to study with the corresponding teacher, it is enough to run at full power for more than half a year.

What makes Yoko more concerned is the relevant information on Druid Street, but revealing her own intentions is a magician's taboo, and it is easy to be caught, so she deviates from the topic.

"Yes."

John grinned, and said: "The standard of his collection is very strange, the price is not at all according to the condition and the original price, especially like all kinds of modern weapons, new and old, as long as he sees the right eye, he will pay a high price to buy." ”

It is also because of this that John especially likes to find Chen Qi to sell stolen goods.

You must know that it is not difficult to get a gun in the UK, both black and white have ways to sell weapons, and the guns he got can be sold at a high price here in Chen Qi, but they are likely to be worthless elsewhere.

In the same way, magicians don't recycle these modern weapons at a high price.

The main reason is that firearms were born in a short period of time, they are the fruits of the industrial age, and they do not have the mystery that has been deposited through time, so modern weapons often have no value to magicians.

Therefore, Chen Qi, who is willing to pay a high price to recycle others and refuses to ask for garbage, has become John's favorite customer.

The irreplaceable kind.