Chapter .20 Foreman

"The foreman's wine is not cheap."

The bar guy didn't even look at Lyndon, and said in a cold tone.

Lyndon wasn't upset either, if the guy had this attitude, then things would have been easier.

He pressed his palms to the bar table, smiled and slowly unrolled the ten silver coins.

"Can I get the foreman?"

The small eyes under the black cloth suddenly bent into two moon bends.

The guy reached out and was about to take it, but Linden grabbed his wrist violently.

Lyndon put away his smile and snorted coldly:

"I said, I want the foreman's wine, don't you hear clearly?"

His palm was slightly forced, and the guy suddenly cried out in pain, and called out to other bar guys:

"Boss! There's a dishonest person looking for you! โ€

The odd dialect was sandwiched with "jargon," and Lyndon struggled to make sure the guy wasn't talking nonsense before letting him go.

Lyndon changed back to smiling, and in the black market, many people also noticed the movement and turned their bad eyes on him.

He didn't see it, but guarded the ten silver coins and waited.

The black market seems to have suddenly fallen into some kind of heavy atmosphere, and the gags are consciously shutting their mouths.

Unfamiliar faces, and a little reckless.

It's a tempting prey for those who wander in the backlit area.

"What are you looking for me to do?"

From the corner, a middle-aged man stood up, he picked up his crutches and limped to the bar,

"You're a raw face."

"I just want to talk. Are you a maรฎdre? โ€

"I am, just call me a crocodile."

"Capio."

"It's not you, of course, it doesn't matter what the name is."

The crocodile picked up two silver coins that Linden had discarded, put them in the light and blew them carefully, then put them in his mouth and bit them.

Most of his yellow teeth had been corroded away, and there were few intact ones left.

The silver coin was held under his tongue, and the crocodile laughed inarticulately:

"Anyway, it's you who call yourself Carpio, and I'm not going to die."

"Expand on."

Lyndon took the barrel glass from the man, which was filled with low-quality beer.

He only took a sip and placed the cup on the countertop.

"Do you know that alchemy shop opened by Simon?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it because he was involved with this name, but now people are also crazy and crazy every day. If Simon hadn't paid a lot of rent at once, I would have kicked him out. โ€

As the crocodile spoke, he quietly picked up two silver coins and put them in his pocket.

"I think you're an outsider, and I'll give you a piece of advice, it's best not to put this name on your lips."

"I'd like to talk to Carpio that Simon said, can you help me?"

Hearing Linden say this, the crocodile's hand ready to take the money again stopped, stretched out his arms, leaned against the bar, and stared at him with a raised brow.

"I can't do that, ask for something else valuable."

"Why? Don't have enough money? โ€

"I can't say how much money I give. Outsiders, big plans, a lot of people will die, revealing these to you is a gift for you. โ€

Capio was an outsider, and Linden twisted his chin to sort out his memories.

Antar made a similar judgment.

"And what about Simon, I want to meet him."

"Room 208, Simon's Alchemy. I can ask someone to take you up, just don't irritate him too much.

Simon has gone mad, and I don't want him to have an accident and cause trouble for the field. โ€

After explaining, the crocodile took away two more silver coins.

"Look at this picture."

Lyndon found the photo he had taken at Ronan University, held his fingers between them, and stood in front of the crocodile.

"Is there anything you look familiar with?"

The crocodile squinted his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and said:

"Yes, I've seen this person."

He pointed to Alice, the most inconspicuous in the group photo,

"She and a man approached Simon, just a few days before the theft of the alchemy."

"Is it Capio?"

"Add two more, and I'll elaborate on them for you."

The crocodile smiled greedily and stared at Linden,

"I know you're interested in this. How about it, five silver coins, a fixed price, sure to satisfy you. โ€

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Lyndon didn't have much to doubt about this kind of person.

Like the average guy, they need to pay attention to the means and use bluffing tricks to get performance quickly. When it comes to the position of crocodile, he will pay more attention to word-of-mouth in order to stabilize his position.

If he dares to take the initiative to increase the price, it means that there must be real information.

Since he entered, Lyndon has been listening to all kinds of black market trends, so he readily agreed to the request for additional money.

After getting five silver coins at a time, the crocodile immediately smiled, gestured his thumb, and laughed:

"This gentleman's generous gesture is truly extraordinary. Unfortunately I don't know your real name, otherwise I would have prayed for you and asked for a blessing from my Lord. โ€

Lyndon tapped on the countertop, interrupting him:

"Don't talk to me, get down to business."

"As you wish, sir."

The crocodile made a gentlemanly salute, looking rather nondescript,

"Capio and the little girl have been here several times, and the first time he came, he said he wanted to buy rare herbs.

I didn't pay much attention at the time, but a guy pointed out the location of Simon's alchemy, and Simon told us that he was going to make a fortune.

The next few times, he would take a package with him each time, and of course, we wouldn't ask Simon what he was selling, that's the rule.

It's just that I noticed that every time that little girl came, it would become a little different. โ€

"What's different?"

"I can't say it, it's strange, the first time I saw her, she was still very intimidating...... Oh yes, it should be said that in her, people feel less and less.

It's like a demon, but it's not quite.

I've seen that under the effect of special potions, the degree of enchantment can be reduced, but I haven't seen anything more serious. โ€

"Could it be Simon's potion?"

"How is it possible, Simon has been in the industry for so long, and he will definitely not make such a low-level mistake.

If you want me to say, the potion is not useless, but too useful! The girl looked like she was being driven to intensify her enchantment. โ€

The crocodile seemed to recall something, and shivered twice with a chill all over his body.

"You've seen it with your own eyes, and you know what I mean, in short, those two people don't look right, and if you look at it more and ask more, you're looking for death. I want to live a few more days, at least I have to spend my money. โ€

"Tell me what Capio looks like."

"Wearing a mask, with curly red hair, not too tall, quite thin, about the same size as the schoolgirl."

"How do you compare with this man?"

Lyndon pointed to Caterina in the photo.

The red-haired female teacher has a youthful and beautiful appearance, full of youthful vigor and vitality.

She stood with Alice and Heidi, and could barely tell who was the teacher.

"It's about the same height as her, but the temperament is quite different.

If you suspect that these two are the same person, I don't think it's reliable. โ€

The crocodile guessed what Lyndon was thinking, and directly singled out his own guess.

After that, he put away the five silver coins, which means that all the information he can reveal has been explained.

"Alright, I'll let the guy take you to Simon!"

This is the case in the black market, where the two parties do not maintain any contact after the transaction is completed.

You can get any information here, and be prepared that your movements will be sold as commodities at any time.

"Sir, remember to finish your wine, I will toast you."

The crocodile poured himself a glass of inferior wine and grinned at him.

"I don't drink much."

"You don't even dare to drink our wine, how can I trust you so that it won't be bad for me?"

Their eyes met, and their expressions were stiff for a moment of silence, and they suddenly laughed at the same time.

Linden stood up and raised the barrel cup:

"Cheers."