0636 Chapter 14: I have knowledge under the spring, Section 21
Allen sighed: "Sorry, Mr. Quentin, I did check all your files before I came."
Then he turned to Yoon Hee-yi and replied: "Mr. Quentin was born in Rouen, and his father was a scholar from a third-rate university. When he was eighteen years old, he was sent to Dayong to study abroad...
Yes, I know it was rare in that era, but everything from birth certificates, medical records to entry and exit records has clear archives.
Then thirty years ago, when he was thirty-five, he returned to the French Revolutionary Communist Party and bought the house at an absurd high price and has been living here."
Qu Yun turned her back to everyone, and kept tapping the wall lightly while walking, asking casually: "So, what about the time from the age of eighteen to thirty-five? Mr. Quentin, I believe you know very well that we don't have time."
Check it out, but please believe us. If there is a lie in your answer, it is not as good as Yizi's ears."
"Little girl, why do you think I will answer your question?" The stubborn old man still looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water and replied contemptuously.
“mi re,mi-fa”
To everyone's surprise, Qu Yun lost two fireballs after her hand. Even Consine subconsciously shrank her neck.
Old Quentin kicked the ground with a reaction and force that was obviously not in line with his age, trying to bring the sofa and Consine who held him down to dodge. However, the seemingly thin little loli was completely unable to rely on the force.
His posture unreasonably prevented all his actions.
Old Quentin's face was full of shock, and he saw two missiles hitting his face. However, at this moment, the burning and deadly hot fireball disappeared out of thin air in front of him.
[Missile] It was originally a magic to create and condense combustible gases in the air. Qu Yun, who entered the state of climbing, could naturally terminate or reverse this process as she wished.
"Little Nizi, what level is his real strength?" Qu Yun finally turned around and looked at the stubborn old man.
"Well...if you don't count as marksmanship, please seek mid-level...or barely high-level." The vampire struck her lips with one hand and thought, while the other hand was still on the old man's shoulder and firmly controlled the other.
The advanced level of the Kong Queue, this is a very subtle realm of strength. Among the ordinary people in the world who have never been exposed to the Lamarck game, from ordinary professional soldiers to the top special forces under the major forces of various countries, they are probably in the Kong Queue level.
The best among them are naturally those who are seeking high-level strength.
Once you enter the clear path, you will surpass the limit that ordinary people can achieve through training. Only by completely evolving themselves can you achieve it. People who seek the empty level may have a rookie who has experienced several games and have evolved a little.
Players may also be ordinary people who have been trained for a long time.
"Interesting," Qu Yun smiled and rolled up a thread of thought. The old man was so scared that he could hear the signs of his inadvertent breathing and heartbeat: "So, let's analyze it.
Suppose 1, you are just like your superficial identity, an ordinary shooting coach. Well... With talent and hobbies, it is impossible to achieve such skills. There are more than 8 billion people who have so many.
Then, if you happen to be interested in this place that is extremely important to Superman but has no meaning to ordinary people. I won’t say how slim the chance is, after all, there are possibilities.
However, why do you insist on living here after being repeatedly asked for the secrets of the house, even after you had to shoot and kill three people? Yizi thought that this was not just a simple one.
Stubborn' can be explained.
Obviously, you know that there are secrets in the room, so you intentionally stay here.
So Suppose 2, you are the same superman as us. If you are really a rookie like the strength you show in the slight-seeking level, then you have no reason to be exposed to this level of secrets. There is a hidden place in this house.
The secret is enough to make the top powerhouses in the world break their heads!
Even if you are a small group sent by a force group to follow or seize the initiative, you can't explain why you have the life to live in this house for thirty years. Many forces who want to learn about this secret are eyeing each other,
Once the hostile forces find out your background, they will immediately get rid of you.
The only reason you can live to this day is that no one can understand your background or really treat you as an ordinary person who has nothing to do with the secret they are pursuing. This contradicts our previous conclusion
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So, will you use your own strength to see through Yizi's attack and deceive the little girl's perception? No, because it needs to at least exceed our climbing level.
It's still the same truth. Whether it's [Centurys] or the apostles, they are staring here, and it's absolutely impossible to let a true top master stay here and do nothing.
If this is not enough explanation, Yizi remembers that you and this sheriff were trapped in the mountains for a month. Even if the 'unreasonable phenomenon of being unrecognized' did not make Mr. Allen notice anything strange about you, then
How do you participate in the game that you must join every two weeks at most? Where are your teammates?
Even if you intend to set up this plan, just to mislead visitors like us to guess your true identity in the future, you should never waste a whole month, and you will almost lose the house you have been guarding.
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If someone comes to tear down the place in the month of your disappearance, will your plan be put before the cart?
So Assumption Three, would you be an apostle? This combination of technological magic technology beyond the world era and ordinary people is very similar to their style, which explains the problem of this fly. However, of course, this assumption
Not even..."
"Aren't you the apostles? Just like the first three guys I killed?" Old Quentin suddenly roared, interrupting Qu Yun's words.
In response to the old man's inexplicable answer, Qu Yun suddenly straightened out the hair wrapped around her fingers, and her big eyes flashed with agile brilliance:
"Oh, you are finally willing to speak up Mr. Quentin. No, of course we are not apostles. In a sense, we and the apostles may be enemies of the most fundamental interests. As for whether you believe it or not, I am afraid that you will no longer be able to do so.
It's important because Yizi has figured out what he wants to know.
You are not Superman; this house is not your family ancestral home; you do not serve any forces; it is very likely that you do not need to participate in the Lamarck game, which is half a month apart. But you have been the same for thirty years.