I have proficiency in everything

Chapter 93; [Transaction]

Compared to Yang Qing, Smith is very calm, and this is the first time I have seen such a high-profile intelligence agent Smith working for so many years.

Smith can be sure that he has never heard of this character during his days in Lomi Kazia.

Although my junior is a little impatient, he is not an idiot. After all, the search department is not what everyone wants.

But this person was rumored to be miraculous in the mouth of his younger generation.

Although it seems like a trick to coax a child, being able to fool yourself, a junior, is enough to fool the vast majority of adventurers and underground people.

Smith didn't look down on such means. The opponent's ability to make such a big momentum in such a short period of time shows that the opponent has some skills.

A black gold coin in exchange for a possibility?
For this kind of thing, even after making this series of rational analysis, Smith still has a glimmer of hope in his heart.

If I met that so-called red mask intelligence agent, how would I choose?

……

outer city.

"This kind is called the charm of the blind box." Mo Xun explained to Li Xiang.

"What's a blind box?" Rika asked suspiciously.

"It's hope from the unknown." Mo Xun replied
"Unknown...hopefully?"

Li Xiang's small head can't quite understand what Mo Xun means.

Mo Xun patted Lixiang's head, and gave an explanation that was easier for children to understand:
"It's just to use curiosity."

"Let's put it this way." Li Xiang understood a little.

As for why the two were in the outer city, it was naturally to make a quick buck.

It took most of the day to advertise the intelligence business, but the actual intelligence transaction definitely doesn't have to be done by yourself.

That would be such a waste of time.

Mo Xun designed two ways to appear on the scene for his identity as a mysterious intelligence agent. The red mask is to increase the sense of mystery, and the real business is naturally the yellow mask.

Naturally, this kind of thing doesn't need to be done by Mo Xun himself, it just needs to make the stone that Claire created with Li Xiang become a human.

In this way, he is not afraid of being followed, all he needs to do is ask Ye Zi to find a place to get the money back through space magic when he is "off work" every day.

But no matter how good the business is, it is impossible to get rich within two days through low-level intelligence trafficking.

Although he didn't intend to "show his talents" at this auction, it is always safe to prepare some extra money, not to mention that it is black money, so it is not difficult to take it for nothing.

90.00% of the property in this world is held in the extraordinary world, but the remaining [-]% is not a lot.

The wealth that can be mobilized by private dirty business is not a small number.

In the residential area of ​​the outer city, there are a few ordinary six-seven-story buildings, and a few children chasing each other in the park area, which is also a scene of joy and harmony.

Looking from a distance, there are not only children in the park, but also many adults. Some play chess and cards at the table, some play with the children, and some exercise.

Men and women, old and young, are not bad.

Everyone is laid back on the surface, if not for the description in [Observation], even Mo Xun would not be able to see anything unusual.

These residents of the community vaguely occupy the only way to the entrance and exit of the community. No matter what they are doing, they still have a glimmer of peripheral vision to observe their surroundings.

Although it is not professional, it is inexplicably natural, making people feel no abnormality.

Maybe it's because it's just part of these people's lives.

……

Several aunts in the community are taking care of the pickled cabbage, picking and chatting about their parents' short leisure time while picking.

While chatting, an aunt in a red vest suddenly squinted, the smile on her mouth remained unchanged, but the left eye blinked back and forth.

The other aunts immediately understood, and one of the aunts said that the cat at home forgot to feed it, and walked into the community as she walked, calling:
"Hey, my Xiaobei must be starving!"

The voice was not loud, but it caught the "intentional or unintentional" eyes of everyone in the community.

The place where the aunts picked cabbage happened to be a small path into the community, and there was an old iron gate outside. Although it looked a little old, it couldn't be opened easily by ordinary people.

Because it is not the main entrance, it can only be concluded that no one usually opens the door when entering.

Three figures stayed outside the iron gate, and knocked on the door unexpectedly.

The leading man in black asked, "Is there someone to open the door?"

An aunt was cleaning the vegetable leaves on the ground with a broom, when she heard a man calling the door, she came to the iron gate.

"Hey, young man, you are not from our community, you don't look familiar."

Speaking of which, the aunt approached the iron gate, pondered for a few more times, and continued:
"The boy is so handsome, could it be that the girl from that family is talking about her husband?"

As he spoke, he glanced behind the man from the corner of his eye. There were two people following him, one tall and one short. Both of them were quite tall. There was also a narrow and long path in front of the narrow iron gate, and the three of them could not stand in a row. width.

"We're here to find Ge San."

The man simply replied.

"Ge San? Young man, have you gone the wrong way? I have lived here for 40 to [-] years. I know all the neighbors around here very well, and none of them have the surname of Ge."

The aunt said very seriously.

"He said he lives in 3-403, can you open the door for us first?"

"What's the matter, 3-403 is the old Zhang's house, I don't know, outsiders can't enter here casually."

The aunt rolled her eyes and refused.

"And if you don't leave the main entrance, how can you be a good person from here..."

"He said he knew..."

The aunt couldn't stop talking when she caught the words. Behind the man in black, another tall boy wanted to get angry, but was stopped by the leading man in black.

After a while, the aunt who ran upstairs at the beginning came out from the stairs.

The one outside the iron gate here was still chattering, and after the last sentence, several aunts who were picking cabbage together gathered around.

"Is this so, Jane?"

"These guys are talking about looking for Ge Laosan. There is no such person in our community."

"Ge Laosan? Why does this name sound familiar to me?"

"Ham, isn't it the distant relative who came to old Zhangtou's house a few days ago?"

"Ah! There is such a thing!"

Several aunts were making noise, acting as if they were real. The aunt at the beginning quickly invited the trio in black with a smile on her face.

"You probably don't know where 3-403 is, come here and I'll take you there."

At first, the aunt who spoke harshly at each other seemed to apologize, and offered to lead the way, but the trio in black refused.

In this way, I followed my aunt all the way to Building No. [-] of the community, and walked up the stairs to the door of Room No. [-] on the fourth floor.

The aunt didn't slow down at all, she rushed to the door ahead and knocked on the door.

Soon.

ga-

There was a sound of opening the door, but the dark brown wooden door did not open, only eyes popped out of the hole in the middle of the wooden door.

The aunt who led the way left wisely, but the eyes in the doorway were just staring at the trio in black, without any intention of opening the door.

The leading man in black turned his head, and the two boys beside him each took out a brown suitcase and opened the suitcase. The two full boxes contained a dark purple powder in small bags.

The blue pupils in the doorway suddenly shrank twice, and the sound of swallowing saliva seemed to be heard through the door.

The two boys in black closed the box, and the wooden door slowly opened.

Inside was a lean man so skinny you could see his bones protruding.

The lean man led the trio in black into the house.

The room was very messy, dirty clothes and socks were thrown on the ground casually, and there was a faint sour smell of mold permeating the room.

Most people will only think that this is an ordinary house.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that although the room is very messy, the dust on the tables and chairs is uneven.

However, these disguises were not aimed at the three men in black.

When he came to the table in the living room, the thin man turned around and sat on the sofa, and then slowly uttered two words from his mouth.

"Inspection."

The man in black nodded, then took two suitcases out of the black coat, unlocked them, opened them in a V shape, put them on the table, and pushed them in front of the lean man.

The lean man picked up a handy bag the size of a fist, put the mouth of the bag next to his nose, and inhaled hard, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Next comes the second pack, the third pack...

After verifying every package, the lean man slowly let out a breath, took out a black suitcase from under the sofa, and pushed it in front of the trio in black.

Opening the suitcase, it was full of Bauhinia coins with a denomination of 100, a whole box, a total of 40, equivalent to [-] black gold coins, which is already an extremely large amount.

The lean man stood up, ready to see off the guests.

But the trio in black showed no intention of leaving, and the thin man showed a vigilant expression.There was also a faint sound in the compartment that ordinary people could not hear.

"Don't get excited, just want to ask, there is an extra batch, can you eat it?"

Mo Xun said in a mocking tone.

[Making Mystery] Proficiency +1
As they spoke, the two boys in black took out four more suitcases from under their black coats.

The lean man swallowed, and opened the suitcases one by one.

"There is a channel that has been terminated."

This kind of thing is also a common thing, and it is not surprising that the thin man did not rush.

However, the lean man still asked cautiously, "Is your batch all right?"

Naturally, this does not refer to quality. After all, there is no doubt about my ability to inspect the goods. The most important thing is that the goods are delivered directly to my mouth. I feel that there is a taste of conspiracy.

"Do you want it?"

Mo Xun continued to ask.

[Transaction lv4]: The equivalent transaction you propose has a 4% chance of being forced to succeed.

This is the lowest level skill of Mo Xun. It's not that Mo Xun doesn't value it, but the trigger efficiency of this skill is too low, and there has been no chance to improve it in Moros.

This reads as a transaction, and the skill of writing strong buying and strong selling is only limited to "equivalence". This equivalence is the same as [lying], and it follows Mo Xun as the judgment target.

That is to say, the operability is very strong, as long as Mo Xun can convince himself that the transaction is "equivalent", then [transaction] will be triggered.

Taking a step back, even if it must be equivalent, this is an extremely perverted skill.

However, the current level is too low, and the 5.00% probability is not triggered.

But the thin man was also taken aback by Mo Xun's aura, and said with a smile:
"If you have no problem with this product, I will definitely want it."

Mo Xun smiled and said nothing.

The lean man swallowed, stood up and said:
"Let us brothers discuss it."

"Please."

The thin man left the room and went to the next door, and the voices of talking with several accomplices fell into Mo Xun's ears without missing a word.

"I think we can take this opportunity to grab all the business from the channel that was taken away."

"But the money in our hands..."

"Isn't there still that business, take advantage of these few days to catch a few more... After the delivery in a few days, we can just eat all the jobs."

……

It seems that Mo Xun overestimated the financial resources of this group of people, but after thinking about it, he knew that, apart from the sales, the whole group was addicted to it, and a good part of each batch of goods would be consumed by themselves.

In the end, they spent all the money and bought two more boxes, and agreed to do another transaction next week to eat all the remaining goods.

And Mo Xun learned about another business that these scumbags have been conducting from the conversation of several people.

human trafficking.

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Junction area, night market.

Smith had already reported the matter of the intelligence agent to the search department as soon as possible, but what he didn't expect was that a colleague had passed this matter back as early as this morning.

In just half a day, the matter about mask informants has become common knowledge in this area.

Whether it is an adventurer or a traveler, they can stay in one city for a long time, and it is difficult for anyone to detect or expose it.

In the tavern, many adventurers chatted after drinking and began to reveal that someone discovered mysterious relics, found lost magic inheritance, dug up treasures, etc. because of the information of this informant.

More and more mysterious.

Even Smith, who has been here for many years, is gradually unable to tell the truth of these news, and the so-called yellow masked man has indeed appeared.

And only operated for two hours at the night market.

Smith was unlucky not to meet him, but other secret police brothers had confirmed that there was one.

Shuttle among the large and small booths, Smith occasionally took a serious look at the goods on the booth.

"Boss, are you...a meteorite?"

Smith was caught by a booth.

"Star meteorite, star meteorite." The boss repeatedly emphasized.

"Starfall? The kind that stars fall from the sky? The kind that can be used to forge miracle equipment?"

Smith has been in the adventure circle for so many years, and he still has some knowledge, and he has heard of the meteorite fragments.

"Isn't it? Take a look at this melted shell, you can touch this air mark. Generally speaking, this feeling is sold by weight..."

The stall owner began to gesture to Smith.

Smith rolled his eyes, it would be a ghost if it could be sold.

With a sudden glance, Smith even forgot the usual politeness and left in a hurry.

The red masked man!

In the middle of the inconspicuous booth, a man with a red mask placed a dark blue cloth on the ground, with a dark black box in the middle.

Smith's steps were a little hurried at first, then he calmed down slowly, and his steps gradually became lighter.

When he came to the booth of the red masked man, Smith was the only one who noticed it.

After hesitating for less than five seconds, as if afraid that this opportunity would disappear in the next second, Smith took out a black gold coin that he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket, and gently put it on the black box.

The black box opened by itself, and there were only a few thin sheets of paper inside, with a lot written on it.

Smith picked up some papers from the box.

Before Smith confirmed whether it was useful or not, the informant, the booth, and his own black gold coins all disappeared, like a dream.

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(End of this chapter)