Quince and Qian Mian sat opposite each other, both of them turning a blind eye to the exquisite meals placed in front of them.
"Are you addicted to pretending to be a woman, or are you a woman yourself?" Sitting across from Quins was a woman with long black hair and a shy face.
Qian Mingfeng ignored Quins' question: "How did you see it that day? I am confident that I have modified the Secret of the Rapier to perfection."
"Revise? I didn't expect you to have this ability," Quins tutted. Although he was sarcastic, he knew in his heart that Qianmian was not wrong. The day he met Qianmian, he could tell with his Eyes of the Void
Qian Mian had disguised himself, but he was surprised at the time, because through the Eye of the Void, he saw that Qian Mian's soul was actually covered with a layer of soul film. Yes, it was the soul film. No matter who saw it,
Qianmen will not mistake him for anyone else, but will only think that Qianmen is the original owner of the soul membrane.
This is very difficult to achieve from the perspective of occultism, but Thousand Faces has done just that, and has dealt with the problem of the rejection of one's own soul and foreign souls very well. This method has completely broken away from the path of the secret sword.
, has gone out of its own way.
"It seems that since we parted, you have experienced a lot." It was impossible for Quines to tell Qianmian that he had the Eye of the Void. In fact, Quines could no longer rely on the initial sense of familiarity, like
Qian Mian recognized Qian Mian as innocently as before, but he just wanted to give Qian Mian the illusion that he was still the same as before and make him fear him. To put it more simply, he wanted to continue to use Qian Mian. This guy actually
He had to admire him for being able to sneak into the mysterious defense agency.
Qian Mian said with a stinky face: "Why did you invite me here?"
Quins poured a cup of tea for Qian Mian and said leisurely: "Don't get excited, I just met old friends and made an appointment to catch up on old times."
The god was reminiscing about old times. Qianmian complained in his heart, but he had to listen patiently. He spent a lot of energy to get into the mysterious defense agency. He didn't want to lose his job just because of such a trivial matter. Besides,
There was no reason why he took huge risks to infiltrate the mysterious defense agency. Qian Mian was obsessed with it for a moment.
Quins: "Of course, in addition to reminiscing about old times, we can also exchange information, just like we did in the past. Wasn't our cooperation in the past very pleasant?"
They are all drama queens, so no one can blame anyone else. Qian Mian pretended to be hesitant and said: "You want information about the mysterious defense agency?"
"No, no, no, I misunderstood. I just want to use the intelligence system of the mysterious defense agency to get some information for me when necessary. This shouldn't be too difficult, it's just a small service." Quins said.
. The reason for saying this is that Quines is just preparing for a rainy day and wants to initially establish an intelligence channel. In the mysterious world of St. Dresden, the importance of intelligence is indispensable, and some deep-level intelligence is not at all.
People like Ince can know.
Qian Mian rolled his eyes: "Is there any difference?"
"How about it? You help me and I help you. This is a mutually beneficial thing. It will also be of great benefit to your promotion in the mysterious defense organization in the future." Quins narrowed his eyes and said.
Qian Mian suddenly became alert, stared at Quins and said, "What do you know?"
Quince shook his head: "I don't know anything, but for an assassin to do everything possible to sneak in regardless of the danger, I guess the purpose is unusual."
"Ha, as expected, your shrewdness would not fail to notice this kind of thing." Qianmian said without the slightest surprise: "Okay, I promise you, it is indeed a good idea to exchange ideas."
Qian Mian agreed to Quins' proposal without any hesitation.
"Very good," Quins snapped his fingers: "I just have something I want to know."
Hehe, you are so rude. Qian Mian Lian was so angry at that time.
"Say it." Qianmian couldn't possibly regret it on the spot, so he had to say.
Quins: "The Lame Horse Gang, you know?"
"The Lame Horse Gang," Qian Mian was stunned, "I don't have much impression, it's that kind of small gang, right?"
Quince nodded.
Qian Mian lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Yes, the Lame Horse Gang is a gangster in the underworld alliance. If it weren't for an accident, this small gang would not be qualified to join the alliance."
"My memory is still as good as ever," Quins said with a smile: "So do you think the Lame Horse Gang is related to the previous cursed spirit?"
Qian Mian was stunned, but he immediately reacted: "Did you receive a mandatory mission to investigate the Lame Horse Gang?"
Quins shook his head: "I'm just collecting money to do things."
"A small gang of lame horses shouldn't make you make such a fuss, right?" Qian Mian asked.
"But my collaborator didn't think so," Quins said: "His premonition was that there was danger, so I specially asked someone to perform a divination for me, but the result was not optimistic." It was naturally an excuse to ask someone to perform a divination.
How could Quines leave a ready-made divination master unused? And to verify Penelope’s intuition, Quines couldn’t possibly not do it. Otherwise, if Penelope believed whatever Penelope said, then Quines would be a fool.
.
"The result is the same?" Qianmian was a little curious.
"No, there is no result. The divination is obscure, and the entire gang seems to be enveloped by a force." Quins said.
Qian Mian's expression gradually became serious. He knew very well what Quince's statement meant, and he also thought that Quince would be so full that he would lie about this matter.
So Qianmian closed his eyes and his brain raced, trying to find all the abnormal information about the Lame Horse Gang in his memory.
Three minutes later, Qian Mian suddenly opened his eyes: "I have a piece of news that I don't know if it will be useful to you?"
"Say, don't talk nonsense." Quins was unmoved.
"Effie Fergus, the leader of the Crip Horse Gang, once bought a useless occult book at an underground auction."
"What do you mean useless?"
"It's just that the content in this mystical book seems to be false, and the content in it is of no use in practicing. However, there is a strange rumor. This mystical book has had three owners, and all of them died unexpectedly. Rumor has it that this mysterious book is
Studying classics is causing trouble."
"There is still such a thing." Quins touched his chin and said, his increased spiritual intuition suddenly felt that there was something wrong here.