It was a seemingly ordinary statue.
Even, it is a little rough, as if it is the work of someone who has just learned to carve.
Therefore, the whole statue looks like a person, but its facial features are blurred, and its movements are not clear enough. It can only be seen that it is a person swinging a sword.
Moreover, he still holds the sword in both hands.
As for the blade
It is wide and thick, with a little decoration on it, a bit like flames, and a bit like mist.
It was too rough, and Similaide couldn't recognize it at all.
If it was just like this, Similaide would naturally not care.
But just now Qin Ran said that this is Modin's work!
Modine!
For ordinary people, this is just a master sculptor.
But for those who know some inside information, this is really the most interesting existence since the end of the Pope's period.
powerful!
This is the description of the other party!
And with the ashes and annihilation of the Amy Ade sect overnight, it has become extremely mysterious on the basis of its own strength!
Powerful and mysterious, it is naturally attractive.
As far as Similade knows, the so-called 'Modin Group' already existed at the very beginning of the federation.
Those people are independent from other organizations and mainly focus on investigating Modin. Moreover, whenever anyone encounters this group, they must focus on the other party.
It was precisely because of the existence of this group during a mission that Similaide gradually understood the meaning of the word 'Modin'.
Then, subconsciously collect Modin's information in life and tasks.
but!
Similade can be sure that the statue in front of him does not exist in the information he has collected.
Unfinished work
still…
Imitation
Similade thought subconsciously.
He really wanted to discuss with the person in front of him whether he could take a closer look at the statue, preferably by touching it with his own hands.
But he dare not.
He was worried that after he made such a request, he would really not be able to get out of this room.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency 2567."
"I don't know much about that Master Modin."
"I can't identify which master this statue is from."
Similade said truthfully.
Moreover, I dare not say imitations and the like.
Who knows if saying this will arouse Qin Ran's fury
Similade has always been extremely cautious when it comes to his life.
"is that so?"
After Qin Ran finished speaking, he waved his hand and signaled Similade to leave.
Similade could clearly see the disappointment on Qin Ran's face, but he didn't have any intention of staying. As if being pardoned, Similade exited the room and walked outside.
Although he came here with a scouting mission, the statue carved by Modin was enough for him.
As for finding out more
Not required.
100 points is too high, a passing grade is just right.
Going to retirement is the kingly way.
After leaving No. 17 Langtonding Street, Similde went straight back to the small hotel where he lived, and began to write a report of what had just happened and hand it over through a secret channel.
The information submitted by Similade quickly appeared in the House of Commons through layers of channels.
Commonwealth, House of Commons.
In a secret office somewhere.
Three old men with different images and postures were sitting at the triangular table, flipping through the documents in their hands.
"The unknown Modin statue?"
"Should it be an unfinished work?"
A bald old man said subconsciously.
"It may also be an imitation."
"A lot of people take pride in being able to imitate Modine."
Another old man with white beard and hair made a different opinion.
"Since the statue of Modin has appeared, then we will ignore our business and leave it to that group."
"They are the professionals."
"And us?"
"Continue to discuss the person 2567."
A chubby old man drew conclusions about the newly-appeared Modin statue, and then took out the information about Kieran that Similade had originally submitted.
"A superb assassin!"
"A space transcendent who can accommodate living things!"
"And...Plimpton!"
"Mr. 2567 is more complicated than we thought!"
The bald old man laughed, showing his miserable white teeth, like a hungry wolf who would prey on someone, and when he mentioned Plinton, there was a real murderous intent in his eyes.
"Don't worry!"
"Plimpton we will clean up sooner or later!"
"What is more important now is how to get more information about Plimpton from his mouth."
The fat old man was obviously the leader of the three. As soon as his words fell, the bald old man withdrew his killing intent.
"That's right!"
"It's been ten years since our last liaison disappeared in Plimpton!"
"Although we continued to send elites afterwards, we lost all news as soon as we sneaked into Plimpton. It has become our forbidden area!"
"We urgently need someone who knows there to tell us what happened there!"
The old man with white beard and hair nodded in agreement.
"In the first place, we shouldn't have agreed to that plan!"
The bald old man thought of something and shook his head angrily.
"Things have happened!"
"What we need now is a remedy!"
"Instead of feeling sorry for yourself!"
The fat old man said in a deep voice.
"I will issue an order to Similade to get as much information about Plimpton from that 2567 as possible."
"For this reason, we can trade with that 2567."
"He seems to be paying attention to Modin's statue?"
"You must know that we have a lot of Modin's unfinished works here."
As he spoke, the fat old man seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.
The two old men next to them immediately realized what was happening, and at the same time laughed maliciously.
No one likes to be restrained by more people.
Especially those who are already in high positions.
They prefer others to listen to them rather than them to cooperate with others.
So, the three councilors don't mind giving these people a little trouble if they can.
For example…
'Modin Team'!
It doesn't need much, according to the information they have, once the 'Modin Group' makes a move, it will inevitably conflict with that 2567.
Regardless of the ultimate outcome of the conflict.
It doesn't matter whether Modin's team wins or 2567 wins.
They will all be the ultimate beneficiaries.
After all, they had been preparing for a long time, and what they lacked was an excuse to attack.
However, how can everything go well.
In the special office of the 'Modin Group', Iron Fase, who had just read the information about Modine passed by the House of Commons, was contemplating.
As one of the members of the House of Commons and also the actual leader of this group, Ironfarth is older than he looks.
Even if he sat up straight as much as possible, the years still left indelible marks on his body.
It takes away the strength of the muscles, but gives the brain wisdom.
Iron Fase knew what the three guys in the House of Commons wanted to do.
After decades of tit-for-tat confrontation, Ironfarth was too familiar with those three guys, to the point where he knew what the other three were going to say when they opened their mouths.
Just like this time.
The other three just hoped that he would clash with that 2567 so that they could reap the benefits.
As for the Modin statue mentioned in the message
Iron Farth can be sure that the three of them have never had a detailed understanding of it.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to send this information to him so quickly.
"Big sword, flame."
Ironfarth muttered the two words in a low voice.
As the de facto leader of the 'Modin Group', he is very clear about what these two words mean to Modine.
Although he couldn't be sure whether this was a trap, but since 2567 knew this secret information, it was enough for him to send people to Aikend City.
He needs to know if 2567 knows more.
Thinking of this, Iron Fase picked up the phone.
He ordered his men.
Then, after hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment and walked towards the secret room next to the office.
The bookshelves are separated left and right.
A downward path appeared in front of him, and Ainfas walked down the steps familiarly, and entered a small room.
There is only one table in the entire room.
A complete pentagram is drawn on the table, and a skull with two small horns is placed in the center of the pentagram.
Ironfarth lit the candles within the five corners of the pentagram.
Low-pitched incantations filled the entire room.
"Hey, Ironfarth."
A sharp voice sounded from the skull with small horns.
"According to the contract, you need to help me one more time."
Ironfarth said.
"certainly!"
"Do you want the other three guys?"
"when?"
The sharp voice asked directly.
"The sooner the better!"
Iron Fase replied.
"Leave it to us!"
"But don't forget your promise!"
The sharp voice reminded.
"Will not."
"I always keep my promises!"
After finishing the call, Iron Fase sneered.
Commitment
He has always behaved like this, but whoever believes is a fool.
Whether human or otherwise.
…
After Similade left, Kieran put the statue in the first drawer in his left hand.
This less than entry-level 'craft' by Fries has done its job.
leftover
The bait has been spilled, he just needs to wait quietly.
Will anyone find out
Qin Ran was not worried.
He knows very well that when he throws something that has Modine's strong signature, everything will work out.
There may be twists and turns, but everything will be within a controllable range.
Thinking of this, Qin Ran stood up from the chair, stretched his waist slightly, and walked towards the living room. Although Similade was as timid as a mouse, he still had a good eye.
At least the food brought is boutique and carefully selected.
Even though Qin Ran had tasted it before, he didn't mind eating it again at this time.
Delicious food always keeps people coming back, doesn't it
Boiled meatballs wrapped in fish meat and crab roe.
The tender and smooth fish meat is accompanied by the rich aroma of crab roe, especially when chewing, the moment the crab roe overflows, it really gives people a sense of satisfaction.
The soup looks like a clear soup, but it is actually a three-cooked broth, which is clear and delicious.
After a mouthful of fish balls and a mouthful of soup, Qin Ran couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
After the last sip of soup entered his mouth, Qin Ran naturally picked up the huge roast leg of lamb.
The whole roast leg of lamb, without changing the knife, let alone cutting, kept the original taste, just a layer of onions on the iron plate.
Before picking up the leg of lamb, Kieran ate the onion first.
Unlike ordinary spicy onions, the onions here are slightly sweet. Of course, the spiciness is also included, but it is very light, not harsh, and has a juicy feel.
When the taste of the onion spread completely in his mouth, Qin Ran picked up the leg of lamb, and directly tore off the three-finger-wide and one-finger-thick lamb in one bite. .
Soon, after the bones of the leg of lamb were chewed and swallowed by Qin Ran, he looked at the boxes of small snacks.
Green as leaves, dotted with white-pink lotus flowers.
It's not cream, it's cheese.
And added mint.
Not only did it properly get rid of the greasy feeling just brought by the roast leg of lamb, but it also whetted the appetite again. Qin Ran threw three small snacks into his mouth, and finished a box of snacks in two strokes.
"Fries, bring me a cup of tea."
Kieran shouted at the 'Frozen Man'.
"Yes, my lord."
The 'Frozen One' bowed and walked towards the kitchen, and when the 'Frozen One' returned, the door rang.
"It's Catwoman."
"My lord, do you want to see her?"
Galan said through the loudspeaker installed in his home.
"Um."
Qin Ran nodded.
The relationship between the two parties is quite harmonious, and Qin Ran believes that the other party will not come to visit him specially for nothing.
Boom, boom, boom!
Catwoman knocked on the door cautiously. She always had bad memories when she came here, but, among the bad memories, there were some memories that she couldn't help but immerse herself in.
Example: Food!
Thinking of the food she ate last time, Catwoman couldn't help salivating.
It was also because of this that she took the initiative to take on this task, and chose to come at the time of lunch.
Undoubtedly, her choice is correct!
Smell the fragrance!
Lau Kee's boiled fish balls!
Roast leg of lamb in the Burning Vault!
Linda's Cheesecake!
Each one is her favorite, especially when paired with each other, the taste will become even better.
Thinking of being able to share such a delicacy right away, Catwoman couldn't help but twist her neck in excitement, subconsciously wanting to find something to rub against.
It took a lot of effort for Catwoman to suppress this urge.
"Lady!"
"Meow is a lady!"
"Keep your manners!"
Catwoman told herself this, but the moment Ferris opened the door, she yelled, "I'm looking for 2567!"
After shouting, Catwoman rushed into No. 17 Langtonding.
She can't wait.
She wants fish balls, leg of lamb, and cheesecake.
Then…
She saw the empty box.
Suddenly, Catwoman froze in place.
"Have you eaten?"
Catwoman asked in a daze.
"Um."
"I felt good about the gift brought by the other party, so I tasted it."
"tasty."
Qin Ran nodded.
"tasty?"
"Oh, man."
"You are Meow's lifelong enemy!"
Catwoman sneered, threw the invitation in her hand on the tea table in front of her, then turned and left. At this time, Emma Eddie came out of the room. Greeting: "Fries is going to cook soon, Selena, don't you go after eating?"
Suddenly, Catwoman's steps froze.
She turned her head stiffly.
"Is there still food?"
"Yes, Ferris cooks regularly every day."
Emma Eddy replied.
Catwoman didn't turn around, but just stepped back in front of Qin Ran, showing a sweet smile.
"Meow just had hallucinations."
"You really are Meow's good friend."
As soon as Catwoman said that, she wanted to rub against Qin Ran, but Kieran avoided her.
Oh, woman.
Qin Ran completely ignored the other party and picked up the invitation card on the coffee table. When he opened the invitation card and saw the content on it, Qin Ran couldn't help frowning.
decadent dragon says
ps Fat orange ate cat pudding and small dried fish yesterday and was full, so he vomited directly. Feilong also said to let him have an empty stomach, so don’t feed it at night. As a result, he sneaked into the cabinet to eat it at night... so good I vomited again this morning... Some people say that pets will unknowingly resemble their owners. Feilong was skeptical at first, but now I believe it. Apart from myself, Feiju is the second guy Feilong vomited after eating too much... Inexplicably complicated feelings.