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Volume 2: Chapter 27: Shadow

"Mr. Bob, the price for buying golden-headed monkeys on the black market is not cheap!" Paul frowned and said.

"Even if the price is not cheap, it is better than losing credibility." Bob looked at Paul in front of him and said, after thinking for a while, he said again: "If you have a better way, then I can give you 350 pounds as a reward.

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"Mr. Bob, I don't have a better way, but I know where the golden-headed monkey is." Paul said.

"Paul, are you serious? Where is it?" Bob said excitedly.

"Mr. Bob, there is a tailor shop in Bridge Town. The owner Rasfa has raised several golden-headed monkeys, but he does not sell them. He keeps them purely because he likes them." Paul told Bob what he learned.

Bo.

"Paul, don't gasp and finish your sentence. If you can't get the golden-headed monkey, you won't mention this to me." Bob was no longer excited at this moment, but said calmly.

"Mr. Bob, it's like this. I know Rasfa. He and his wife are going to the United States these days, and their son is working there. They have been disposing of all their belongings that they cannot take away with them.

Even the tailor shop and their home have been handed over to the bank for auction, and they are ready to move there completely."

Paul picked up the kettle on the table, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said after relieving the dryness of his throat.

"Rasfa will need a lot of money to move to the United States. Based on our relationship, he should sell it to me, but the price will be more expensive." Paul said looking at Bob.

"How is the body and appearance of the golden-headed monkey raised by Rasfa?"

Bob didn't think about the price at first, but about the condition of the golden-headed monkey itself. If the animals sold to customers were inferior animals that would die within a few days, it would be no better than breaking the contract.

. Breach of contract is a matter of integrity. If you use an animal in bad condition to fool customers, that is a moral issue.

"Mr. Bob, I can guarantee that those golden-headed monkeys are of the highest quality both in appearance and physical condition. Rasfa kept them as pets by himself, not for sale. They will come every other month."

Ask the veterinarian to conduct a physical examination on the monkey to prevent the growth of germs."

There is a reason for Paul's assurance. Monkeys are members of the ape-like primate family. They are prone to bacteria. These bacteria may not be that harmful to animals, but it is different for humans. It is very likely that they will.

It is harmful to humans, so monkeys whether domesticated or captured in the wild need to undergo physical examination.

This is especially true for monkeys caught in the wild. The male golden-headed monkey was taken for examination by a veterinarian the day after it was caught to prevent it from carrying germs. During transportation, it was inspected every two days. After this injury

, there are even veterinarians who follow up on the physical condition of male golden-headed monkeys every day.

Paul has been doing this business for almost ten years. He has handled countless animals. Not only has he been a veterinarian for a long time, but he is also rich in experience. He has handled not only 10,000 but also 8,000 monkeys. As for how to raise monkeys, look at the monkeys.

These are the valuable experiences accumulated over the years.

"Where are Rasfa and his monkeys? Don't tell me they're in Bridge!" Bob asked, looking at Paul.

Bob had passed by Bridge before and knew that it would take about 3 hours to drive from London to Bridge. It was hard to estimate the round trip time, but he would still have to wait nearly 7 hours before Paul came back.

The black market may be closed.

"Mr. Bob, Rasfa has brought his monkey to London to visit a friend in the past two days. By the way, he found a veterinarian to check the monkey. The veterinarian in the small town is not available during this time, so he had to come to the city." Paul listened.

He said it directly without thinking.

"Paul, I'm going to see that guy in an hour and a half

A monkey has seen the goods and is setting the price." Bob said calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Bob." After Paul said that, he turned and walked out of the house.

Seeing Paul leave, Bob called one of his men over again and told him that he was inquiring about female golden-headed monkeys in the black market. Bob would not completely believe Paul's words. He needed to be prepared with both hands to prevent other changes.

Black market fringe area (deep)

Walking out of the employment area, you can see a five-story tall building standing on the edge of the pier in the distance. The whole building is not a luxurious, beautiful and eye-catching building; of course, it is certainly not dilapidated or dilapidated.

A dilapidated and unfinished building. A building that looks very ordinary on the outside. It can be said that it has no characteristics. Brown is the main color, supplemented by some white bars to distinguish the boundaries between floors and other areas. The whole building gives people a sense of

It feels like an extremely ordinary-looking person who is thrown into a crowd and forgotten in an instant.

Two movable wooden houses are adjacent to the tall building. The two intelligence agencies that Chu Long told Chu Long on Bird Road are the two in front of them. The building behind them is rented by the "Thug Party" as the "office of the auction house".

building".

"Sir, if you want to solve something that is inconvenient for you, the people in the employment area will be very happy to help you solve the trouble." Bird said jokingly while recommending merchants in the black market to the customers around him with a smile.

: "Of course, you have to pay enough."

"Bird, money is not everything, but I believe that not having money is everything." Chu Long said with a faint smile.

"Sir, you are right, nothing is impossible without money." Bird thought for a moment and said.

After hearing this, Chu Long smiled and didn't say anything. Obviously Bird didn't understand.

Money can buy all material or spiritual food, but the seven emotions and six desires, birth, old age, illness and death cannot be bought by money. At least with the current technology, it cannot be changed.

Walking towards the innermost double-storey wooden house, Bird followed closely behind Chu Long and walked forward.

The intelligence agency that Chu Long went to was recommended by Bird. According to Bird, this intelligence agency can be said to be the largest in the black market. They are also the oldest intelligence agency and are said to have a history of nearly a hundred years.

This is a wooden two-story wooden house, with movable wheels also installed at the bottom. The entire wooden house is painted in dark tones, making it look dull and depressing. From time to time in front of the wooden house, there is someone like Chu Long wearing a black robe.

People came in and out, and most of them concealed their identities and walked into the wooden house. Of course, occasionally one or two people walked in without any cover.

Trading information is extremely hidden even in the black market. People are afraid of being recognized by someone who knows them when they walk in. Basically, everyone who comes here will hide their identity. Of course, if you don’t live here in London at all, you may not even be there at all.

If you come to this country for the first time, you don't have to worry about being recognized. Even if you are recognized, it is a small probability event.

"Shadow, shadow in the dark, this intelligence agency knows how to name it." Chu Long said, looking at the small wooden sign hanging in front of the wooden house in front of him.

"Sir, Shadow is a veteran intelligence provider. Their accuracy is very high. Customers who are not short of money will choose Shadow. However, Shadow does not participate every time the black market opens. Most of the time, Shadow will not come.

Yes, if you want to find Shadow to buy information on the black market, it depends on your luck."

"It seems I'm lucky!" Chu Long said, looking at the house in front of him.

"Sir, the reason why there are only these two intelligence agencies in the black market this time is because of Shadow. Every time the black market is opened, some of the participants will be revealed to the partners who often cooperate with it. Under normal circumstances, if there is someone like Shadow

When such industry giants appear, small and medium-sized partners will consider whether to participate."

Bird revealed some insignificant information about the black market to Chu Long.

"Then why are there other intelligence agencies competing with giants like Shadow?" Chu Long thought about what Bird had said before, but there were two intelligence agencies this time.

"Sir, the prices charged by giant partners are too expensive. Even if the accuracy is high, not everyone can afford it. Most will still choose those with cheaper prices," Bird said.

"Sir, look at the intelligence agent over there." Bird said, pointing to a building with only one floor that was also a wooden house diagonally opposite the shadow.

Chu Long turned his head and looked to the other side. The intelligence agent on the other side pointed by Bird obviously had more customers. But just from those customers, Chu Long noticed that even though their bodies were covered by robes, they

Their behavior was slightly more hesitant than the customers who came to Shadow, showing some uncertainty in their hearts.

Chu Long didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly.

Chu Long wore a black robe and a mask and walked towards the wooden house, followed by Bird.

Chu Long walked into the wooden house and saw a small hall of ten square meters. There were three wooden tables made of striped ebony on the left and right sides of the room. On the table was a pure black vase with several black roses.

Surrounding the wooden table are several wooden chairs of the same wood. Sitting on the chairs are a few scattered people wearing robes, hiding their identities. They don't say anything, they just sit silently or write with notes.

Wearing something.

There is a wooden door in the middle of the small hall, blocking the inside and outside. A window is opened on the right side of the wooden door higher than the upper part of the wooden door. The inside of the window is blocked by a black double-sided cloth as a small curtain, which will be opened from time to time.

Call out a number, and someone working outside will pass a note into the window.

A skinny old man sat at the back of the door, holding a copy of The Times in his hand, sitting alone in the corner and reading under the dim light.

"Hello, Mr. Nomans, this gentleman wants to buy information." Bird walked in and looked at the skinny old man sitting in the corner and said.

"No! Here are the notes. Fill them out yourself." The old man didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. He took out a few notes from his coat pocket and handed them to Bird and said.

"Oh! By the way, Bird, this is your last salary." The old man pulled out another 100 pound note from his coat pocket and handed it to Bird.

"Thank you! Mr. Nomans." Bird thanked him sincerely.

"Okay, go about your business!" Nomans said calmly.

Bird bowed slightly and led Chu Long towards the empty seats.

Chu Long followed Bird to a wooden table with no one around and sat down. Bird handed Chu Long a note, looked at Chu Long and said softly: "Sir, write the information you want to ask on the note.

, just write your own mark on the back and send it through the window."

According to Bird's instructions, Chu Long wrote down the information he wanted in the lobby on paper, mainly focusing on the situation of the ruby ​​necklace in Barclaine Bank, including the bank's defense situation, and who was responsible for it.

Interested in gemstone necklace...

After writing the news he wanted to inquire about, he wrote cocktail on the back. Chu Long stood up and walked towards the window covered by black cloth. He held the note in one hand and gently opened one side of the black curtain with the other hand.

He instantly stretched out a hand wearing a white glove. No sound came out. Chu Long turned his head and looked at Bird. Bird, who had been paying attention to Chu Long, nodded towards him. Chu Long turned around and directly

The note in his hand was placed in the white-gloved hand, and the hand was quickly taken back in the blink of an eye.


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