Some experiences in his hometown had already made Goethe understand that people like professional liars can have unspeakable miraculous effects as long as they are used properly.
Therefore, the day after the incident, Goethe found the other party.
He hoped that the other party would help him find items related to 'George' and 'George's descendants', especially books, manuscripts, etc. with recorded text - Goethe particularly emphasized this point.
As for why?
Naturally, it is to hide the true purpose.
Goethe turned and looked at his math teacher.
"Sorry, Teacher Judy."
Goethe looked apologetic.
"be safe!"
The math teacher didn't say much, just warned, got up and left.
After experiencing the "sewer crocodile" incident that day, the math teacher understood that Goethe had grown up long ago and no more intervention from her was needed.
certainly!
Don’t fall behind in learning!
Must pass math!
Because if you want to go to college, you must take the math test!
and……
If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world.
After sending Teacher Judy downstairs and watching him drive away, Goethe returned to the Folklore Research Institute.
"Boss, according to your instructions, I found two collectors near Star City through several channels."
"They all own the relics of 'George' and his descendants, and they are willing to allow others to visit their collections after paying some price."
"Moreover, one of them also has a manuscript left by 'George'."
When Clifford saw Goethe returning, he immediately came over and said.
After agreeing to work for Goethe, Clifford immediately corrected his attitude.
This professional liar clearly knows his position.
The other party knows what kind of attitude they should adopt when facing someone who has truly mastered power that ordinary people cannot imagine, and they also know what they should do.
"manuscript?"
"Unpublished?"
Goethe looked interested.
"Um!"
"The other party promises that it has never been made public!"
"Just a private communication!"
"However, if you want to view this manuscript, the other party does not want money, but needs to know the secret of 'George' - the other party is willing to exchange the secret for the opportunity to read the manuscript."
Clifford quickly added.
Exchange secrets?
Goethe was noncommittal.
Maybe the other party really wants to exchange some secrets.
However, it is more likely to be a trap.
But this is what Goethe wanted.
The other party wanted to lure him into a trap, and he also wanted to make the other party show up.
"Where's the other one?"
Goethe continued to ask.
"This man has collected some weapons and armor related to 'George' and his descendants, as well as the legendary weapons that killed the descendants of 'George'."
Clifford introduced.
Goethe was not surprised by this introduction.
Because this is the hint he gave to the other party.
He has explained the greatness of 'George' more than once.
I also lamented whether the weapon used to kill the descendants of ‘George’ would be special.
As long as the other party is not a fool, he will remember it.
"Is there anything special about these murder weapons?"
Goethe looked interested.
"No?"
"According to that era, it should be ordinary swords and old muskets."
Clifford frowned and said uncertainly.
"Well, what does this collector need?"
Goethe nodded and continued to ask.
"money!"
"For 10,000 yuan, the other party is willing to let anyone visit his collection room!"
Clifford said what he knew.
"10,000 yuan?"
"It's not expensive."
After Goethe pondered for a moment, he said:
"Please help me contact this collector first."
"As for the collector who owns the manuscript...you go and tell the other party that I need to confirm the value of the manuscript."
"Understood, boss."
As he spoke, Clifford looked at Goethe. When Goethe signaled that he could leave, the professional liar immediately bowed respectfully and saluted, then turned around and left, and helped Goethe close the door.
Go downstairs and get in the car.
Clifford drove home.
Everything looks so normal.
Including, we got off the bus and bought some dinner.
Carrying the brown paper bag containing dinner, Clifford returned to the car.
"How about it?"
A cold voice came from the back seat of the car.
Clifford was not surprised at all. He put the brown paper bag containing dinner in the passenger seat and said without leaving a trace: "He is determined to obtain the manuscript of 'George', and hopes to use more information to confirm the value of the manuscript, and to kill
The descendants of dead 'George' are also very interested in the weapons. He seems to think that they contain some special power, and he wants to check out these weapons and armor first."
After saying this, Clifford started the car again.
The car drove back home again.
Throughout the entire process, Clifford did not even look back.
It was as if there was no one in the back seat at all.
It wasn't until Clifford stopped the car that the sound came from behind.
"Take him to check out the weapons and armor."
Clifford didn't answer, but nodded imperceptibly, picked up his dinner, got out of the car and entered the house.
…
Clifford's house is not far away.
Garifa parked the car and watched Clifford enter the house, and couldn't help but frown.
It’s been a week!
For a whole week, she helped Ann keep an eye on Clifford.
But nothing was found.
Everything is normal on the other side.
Except for occasionally lying to people.
Garifa really admired this professional liar, he looked like that and he still didn't forget to deceive people.
Taking out his cell phone, Garifa called his friend.
"Ann, that guy has gone home."
"There's nothing unusual today."
"Well, okay, then when will we have dinner together?"
"ah?"
"You want to work overtime?"
"Okay, next time!"
"Definitely next time!"
Garifa emphasized, and after receiving An's affirmative answer, he immediately drove away with a smile.
An, who was working overtime, walked into the 'Folklore Research Institute' with dinner.
Beef burgers, French fries, fried chicken nuggets, and ice-cold Feizhai Happy Water.
For two persons.
In the past week, I often showed up at the ‘Folklore Research Institute’ with dinner.
After the happy cooperation last time, Goethe did not refuse the other party.
“The chips and dips here are really good.”
The fries An chose were not the thin fries usually found in fast food restaurants, but thick fries with skin on them. The thick fries were marinated in olive oil and salt and baked in a high-temperature oven, making them crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
But what impressed Goethe most was the dipping sauce of this restaurant.
Mayonnaise sauce, added with chopped parsley.
But the real soul is the ‘garlic paste’ added to it!
Garlic roasted in olive oil is squeezed into puree and mixed into the dipping sauce. It immediately adds a hint of spiciness to the sweet dipping sauce. Paired with the crispy fries, it is really appetizing.
.
After eating a few French fries, Goethe raised his hand and picked up a beef burger.
The beef is a thick patty with cheese slices and lettuce.
But this so-called "healthy" beef burger obviously made Goethe feel that something was missing, and Goethe immediately squeezed the dipping sauce from the previous French fries into it.
Immediately, the smell came up.
Three bites of a burger, Goethe picked up the ice-cold Feizhai Happy Water.
Gudong, Gudong.
ha!
"Cool!"
Goethe sighed like this.
An nodded in agreement.
Especially when you don't have to put away the tableware or wash the pots and dishes, you only need to pack the bags, which makes An An feel happy.
Almost like Goethe, Ann finished the beef burger with her mouth wide open.
Afterwards, the two of them chatted while eating French fries and fried chicken nuggets.
"Cliffe is not reliable."
"He's a professional liar."
"Deception and betrayal have long been imprinted in his bones."
Ann expressed her opinion.
"I didn't trust him, I just used him."
"At least..."
"He's very useful now."
Goethe told the truth.
betray?
Doesn't exist.
Just like he said, it's just use.
Just taking advantage.
Where did the betrayal come from?
As for cheating?
He is also deceiving the other person.
He not only wants to use the other party to reveal the person behind the scenes, but also uses the other party to obtain more [bloody honors].
Or would he rely on himself?
It is simply unrealistic to find more [Bloody Honor] in a short period of time.
Therefore, after learning from Joe Keir that someone was targeting him, Goethe thought of what to do.
Isn't that guy hiding behind the scenes testing him and looking for his flaws?
Of course he has to give the other party a chance.
As for failure?
It doesn't matter, for Goethe, there is no loss.
But once it succeeds?
That’s a win-win!
He can win twice!
And so far, he is successful.
Goethe could be sure that the other party would let him see the first collector as soon as possible.
Moreover, that collector must have the real weapon to kill the descendants of 'George' in his collection.
Because the other party wants him to believe in Clifford.
Only in this way can Clifford lead him into a trap.
"I hope there are enough [bloody honors]."
Goethe thought silently, looking at the words that ordinary people could not see——
[Discovered the secret skills ‘Celtic Blood Sacrifice. Wolf’, ‘Celtic Blood Sacrifice. Vine’, ‘Celtic Blood Sacrifice. Flame’ being determined...]
[Having the ‘heart’ attribute, the judgment passed! 】
[Mastered ‘Picture Complex Language (Basic)’ and passed the judgment! 】
[If the judgment is passed, you can use ‘Bloody Honor’ to learn! 】
[Insufficient bloody honor, unable to learn!]
…
Goethe also did not expect that there were three secret techniques in the notebook that Joe Keyer gave him.
And this caused his [Bloody Honor] to return to zero, and he immediately fell into a state of extreme lack of [Bloody Honor].
After all, [Steinbeck Breathing Technique] also requires [Bloody Honor].
Ann looked at Goethe, and when she saw the familiar look in Goethe's eyes, she immediately nodded.
She knew clearly that Goethe had already planned it.
Then all she had to do was believe in Goethe.
Because they are the same kind of people!
If you are not quite sure, you will not take action!
When Goethe ate the last French fries, the cell phone placed aside vibrated.
Buzz buzz.
The screen that lit up clearly showed that it was Clifford who had sent the text message.
It clearly says -
That collector is available tomorrow, do you need me to make an appointment?
…
After Goethe replied "OK" on his mobile phone, a smile appeared in his eyes.
