In the taxi, Fang Lin gradually figured out the purpose of the stolen glasses. It has a skill called reconnaissance: its function is to continuously consume mental energy after activation, and divide the people he comes into contact into into five types by color. Red: means those who are hostile to you, 2, yellow, means the person you need to kill for your mission, 3, green, means good-faith. wWW, QuANbEn-XiAoShUo, cOM four, gray and white, indicating insignificance. Five, purple, shows people who have the same nightmare mark as themselves. At present, the information displayed on these characters is very simple, just a name.
The firearms company was not too far from here. The taxi arrived quickly. Others might not have felt anything, but Fang Lin immediately judged that this place was far away from the dilapidated building where they first entered the world. The building is only a few hundred meters away in a straight line! This is actually a pretty obvious reminder! It was only because the methods they used that day were so direct and violent that the gangster felt resentful and deliberately directed them to a distant place controlled by the mafia.
After Fang Lin got off the car, he headed to Rui Vincent Gun Company. The hotel looked like a shabby hotel. After entering, he was received by a cold man who quoted a very high room price. The attitude and the black smelly water flowing around are enough to make most people turn around and leave. Fang Lin smiled very politely, took off his hat and bowed:
"I was introduced by Jean Renne."
As soon as the man hesitated, Fang Lin had already stuffed a twenty-dollar tip into him. He looked Fang Lin up and down, then looked outside, put down the cigarette butt in his hand and said coldly:
"If you come here intentionally to cause trouble, be careful of corpses lying on the street!"
Fang Lin showed a sincere smile that was harmless to humans and animals and said:
"Lead the way, I'm here to give you money."
The man's rigid expression also changed:
"Sending money... is not bad."
The two of them entered a stairwell from the back door. Fang Lin suddenly realized that the room was like an elevator. It was quickly closed tightly, and the top, bottom, left and right were tightly sealed, but the man stayed outside. There was a flash in his mind, and he suddenly noticed a red light shining around him, followed by a synthetic flat male voice saying:
"The firearm scan is in progress and no firearms have been found."
"Tool scan in progress, no tools found."
"The biochemical gas scan is in progress and no toxic substances have been found."
"Electronic tracking scan in progress, no trackers or bugs found."
"All safe, portal open."
After Fang Lin came out, the rigid man's complexion became much better and he became warmer. He led him through the yard at the back, pushed open the small door next door, and entered a heavily guarded building. The person who received Fang Lin was an old man who looked very experienced and shrewd.
"You can call me Mr. Turner." The old man said straight to the point.
Fang Lin smiled and raised his glasses. The old man was lying in his first sentence. The glasses showed that his name was Thomas. However, the color of the name is green, which means that there is still the possibility of cooperation between the two.
"I need... some small things for self-defense." Fang Lin carefully considered his words and said. "Of course, the quality of these things must be very high."
"Little thing?" Turner's expression was intriguing.
"It is something that is easy to carry, and the power is not small." Fang Lin said skillfully, "This can well reflect the strength of your company. You should know that besides you, I have many choices, such as Bobby Brother there."
Turner's face froze when he heard the words "Brother Bobby". He was obviously deeply impressed by this mafia-owned company. The old man stared at Fang Linda and said:
"What you get depends on how much you pay. The richness and quality of our products are definitely beyond your imagination!"
Fang Lin understood the meaning of his words. At this time, he only had a few thousand dollars in cash that he robbed from the owner of Bobby Brothers Supermarket. He took it out and slapped it on the table. Turner frowned and looked at the stack of banknotes, which was not thin but definitely not thick, and immediately said contemptuously:
"I'm very disappointed, sir. I'm afraid you will be disappointed too. The money is only enough to buy a trigger for what you asked for."
Fang Lin was already prepared and sneered:
"What do you want from me? A criminal wanted by the federal government using a credit card? Or a swaggering man walking in with a box of money? Since I dare to come, of course I can get something of equal value! I'm afraid you don't know the goods! "
"Oh?" Turner was a little surprised after hearing Fang Lin's unceremonious words. His eyes flickered behind his eyes, and the old man smiled and said: "You are worrying too much, sir. Our company has experts in various fields to appraise the items brought by customers, accurately identify its value, and fairly You can exchange it for something of equal value that you need."
"Then." Fang Lin said: "Please find an expert on ancient European coins."
This request was not rejected. Half an hour later, Turner found an expert in this field, and Fang Lin took out a sample of the twenty silver coins he had obtained from the world of the Knights of the Round Table. During his free time practicing in the nightmare space, he accidentally discovered that this valuable object could be processed using the cutting technique. The original properties of the silver coin were:
Silver coins (twenty pieces), valuable items, can be used in medieval scenes and can be exchanged for 1,000 points.
After processing, it becomes:
Smooth silver coins (twenty pieces), valuable items, can be used in various civilized scenes and can be exchanged for 1,500 points.
The expert was obviously a very professional person. When he picked it up and looked at it, he immediately exclaimed: "Oh, mygod." This is a precious coin issued by the Scots in the early tenth century. It is said to have been cast by the very evil Archduke Garibaldi. , it’s a miracle that it can be preserved to this day! And it’s still so brand new, as if it had just been cast!”
Fang Lin coughed and said rudely and impatiently:
"Just tell me how much it's worth."
Experts quoted a price of $20,000. After hearing this, Turner said with a smile:
"Sir, we are not antique dealers. It is a pity that 20,000 US dollars is still far from our consensus."
Fang Lin smiled coldly, reached into his arms, and took out nine silver coins. The experts' eyes widened: "Oh my God! The value of ten identical silver coins will skyrocket!"
Turner glared at the expert, still embarrassed and said:
"If you want the best stuff... it's still not enough."