After hearing Snow's quotation, Klein immediately became entangled.
Is 2,200 pounds expensive?
To be fair, this price is quite cheap. According to the market price, the characteristics of the Human Skin Shadow are just this number. Considering the rarity and premium, two thousand five hundred pounds or even three thousand pounds is normal.
But unfortunately, Mr. Devil mentioned before that the total amount is 4,000 pounds.
In other words...
"The mutated pituitary gland in the Thousand-Faced Hunter's brain is worth 1,800 pounds? In other words, I still lost two hundred pounds? If I hadn't been so anxious to trade with Emlyn..."
Klein's reason told him that he couldn't calculate this way, but his mind couldn't stop thinking that way.
What a loss to lose two hundred pounds!
Although there is a discount on the Human Skin Shadow, if you don’t rush to buy it, can you still save another 200 pounds?
Although Mr. Fool still looked calm and calm, Snow could already imagine Klein's expression that was twisted to the point of a mask of pain at this time.
It's a pity that this place is above the gray fog, otherwise I would have received considerable feedback this time, right?
After Mr. World reluctantly finalized the deal, there was a brief silence on both sides of the long bronze table. Just when Klein thought that everyone had nothing to say and was about to end the party, the Hanged Man suddenly turned his head and looked at Miss Justice—
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"I want to know the details of Duke Negan's assassination. What reward do you need?"
"Why are you asking me?" Miss Justice almost immediately noticed the incongruity in the Hanged Man's question. After a simple analysis, she realized that what Mr. Hanged Man wanted to ask was that the Church of Storms would not inform the middle and lower levels.
However, he was worried that asking Mr. Fool directly would be too abrupt, so he took a detour.
After sighing at the Hanged Man's sophistication, Zhengyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a pointed tone:
"No, there is no need for compensation. Isn't it the purpose of our Tarot Club to exchange common sense information about our respective areas for free?"
Although this is indeed the purpose of the Tarot Club since its founding, no one except Audrey, a girl with a sense of ownership, will propose rewards when others plan to do so.
Even Mr. Fool is the same.
The Hanged Man was obviously "awakened" by the point of justice. He immediately put his hand on his chest, leaned slightly, and said in a sincere tone:
"Your words shame me."
Mr. Fool felt a little embarrassed, but Miss Justice had already begun to introduce the information she obtained from her father's documents.
Including Desire trying to detonate Desire to kill Duke Negan, such as the thief Black Emperor killing the Apostle of Desire, for example, the Black Emperor's goal is to track the organization that commissioned the Apostle of Desire to assassinate.
While Mr. Hanged Man was chewing the word "that organization", Mr. Fool knocked on the edge of the long bronze table and reminded him casually:
"Don't mention the name of that organization to the outside world, and don't write it down."
"Why?" Audrey blurted out instinctively, even forgetting to maintain the audience status. Klein leaned back on the back of his chair and answered in the calm tone he used when pretending to be [beep——]:
"Whatever is said will be known."
"Is it that organization?" Just when the agent was congratulating himself for not talking nonsense to the outside world, he suddenly heard Mr. Devil say in surprise, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes -
Mr. Devil, do you also know that organization?
As if aware of Miss Justice's gaze, the devil nodded slightly, and then said:
"Just think of it as a supplement to Mr. Hanged Man's question."
As he spoke, he seemed to summarize the language before speaking:
"The assassins of Duke Negan this time were actually two people. In addition to the Desire Apostle, there was also a Pain Witch. Through some means, she replaced the Desire Apostle's 'identity', thereby distorting the official Extraordinary's identity.
Investigation, thus providing the Desire Apostles with time to take action."
"I happened to be investigating the actions of the Witch Sect of Backlund. Because the other party was carrying a statue of the original witch, I thought she was a member of the Witch Sect and 'accidentally killed' her. This is how I connected this assassination with that organization."
"Sure enough, it was Mr. Devil who did it!" Miss Justice immediately confirmed in her heart, but Mr. Devil obviously didn't notice her emotional changes and continued:
"But Mr. Hanged Man, my suggestion is that if you don't try to explore this organization in reality, there are many familiar and even well-known characters in this organization, including the Church of Storms and officials from various countries, who have been seriously exposed.
Traces of penetration.”
"Infiltrate all the major churches and officialdom? Can't even mention his name? A role that is so famous?"
At this time, the Hanged Man really wanted to pay and exchange the name of this organization from Mr. Fool, but then he gave up this idea. Understanding the high-level situation would help him plan for the future, but currently he was only at the bottom of the mid-level sequence.
As the devil said, he is not qualified to get in touch with matters related to this organization. Learning the relevant information will not bring any benefits, but will easily allow him to enter the organization's field of vision.
The most urgent thing at the moment is the materials for the Wind Blessed Ones!
When you are successfully promoted, you will find an opportunity to ask Mr. Fool for advice.
The Hanged Man kept this incident in mind, but Miss Magician looked confused at this time.
She didn't understand the Apostle of Desire or the Witch Cult at all. The only Duke Negan who had any impression of it was from the newspaper yesterday. By the way, wasn't he killed by the Aurora Society?
In contrast, Mr. Sun seemed the calmest. After all, who was killed and why were too far away from him. He was like a primary school student bored listening to content that he was not interested in, quietly waiting for the possibility of meeting him.
Information related to yourself appears.
The topic of the Sunset Death House Group quickly came to an end. After Forsi saw that no one asked any more high-end questions that made him embarrassed to raise his own questions, he tentatively asked:
"Madam and gentlemen, do you have a way to solve the problem of accumulating too many extraordinary characteristics at the same level?"
"Were you forced to drink the second apprentice potion?" Alger asked almost immediately. Just when Fors was amazed by Mr. Hanged Man's quick thinking, Mr. Devil went to speak:
"In fact, this is not a big problem. In fact, people who use extraordinary characteristics to be promoted will have more or less problems in this regard. For low-sequence characteristics, as long as they are played again, digestion will not cause any hidden dangers.
If you wait until your level increases in the future and find that the burden of extraordinary characteristics has increased on you, you can find a demigod of the sun path, or a corresponding extraordinary item, to drain away the excess characteristics from your body.
Well, of course you can also use more traditional methods, such as having a few children... Well, in this way, when your child asks you 'How did he get here' in the future, you can answer him: 'You drink