Trafford’s Trading Club

Mr. Chapter 1951, do you see the picture?

The live broadcast resumed, but the outside world still has no way of knowing what happened in the short period of time when the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted.

The outside world...people can only guess, the brain makes up for the excitement in the field.

"You said, is there a scene of [God Man] vs. priest?"

"Nonsense, this is clearly the script arranged by the crew, and the live broadcast was deliberately interrupted. It is clear that the mango station next door played the rest of the routine and deceived the viewing!"

"..."

In fact, most people still like to watch the excitement... From the first day of the Transcendent Summit, everyone tried their best to stop watching at home. To this day, some people have gathered outside.

Bars, restaurants, screens in front of the large square, drinking rooms, and dignified extraordinary summit meetings have gradually reduced to a certain world football event every four years... But the difference is that this time people are really serious Watching and discussing, it is not that most people follow the trend and pretend to have a wave of friends.

At night, the streets were dead and quiet due to the curfew, but people couldn't hold back during the day, and after all, they ran out. Even if they didn't do anything, it was good to brag with friends.

People are divided into groups.

"Sir, take a look?"

There is such a guy with dark glasses and gray hair, who looks like vicissitudes, but should be a small grade guy, who set up a stall in an alley.

The booth was very simple. A wooden box was used as a table, on which was placed a stack of white paper and pencils, a straw mat, and a larger wooden box for the narration.

On the booth, only the words "look at the picture" were written.

But it seems that business is not very good, and few people noticed here.

When Mr. Jin walked by, he saw the looking gray-haired guy with sunglasses and a rather greasy man in his 30s.

"I actually said that I was a short-lived phantom! Peach blossom...Where did I get the peach blossom, I love my current wife very much! You **** stick!"

"Sir, I just said it straight from the book, don't panic, don't panic, we can solve the problem slowly! You see, I have a symbol here, which can be good for luck, avoid evil, and concentrate! Five yuan One piece of money, three pieces of ten dollars, enough to buy thirty yuan at a time, and a free gift of bronze coin! This is the bronze coin that the authentic Dragon Tiger Mountain celestial master has given away, which can ward off evil spirits!"

"Get out! Liar!"

The greasy middle-aged man in his thirties got up and left in an instant cursing.

"Don't tell me! You still haven't paid the fee for the photo shoot... Hey!" Xiang Shi sighed at this moment, "People now...

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps, and the Xiangshi looked up and saw a man with a hat and a windbreaker (thin) in a hot day.

Xiangshi suddenly smiled like a dog's head, and said with a squinting smile: "Sir, do you look at the picture? Ask about the future or about the marriage? If it doesn't work, don't charge money!"

Mr. Jin took a casual look, then asked suddenly: "What do you think of this?"

"Palmistry, face, and calligraphy are all OK. Let's look at it as you like."

"Test the character." Mr. Jin thought for a while, then sat down, lifted the pencil, and wrote the word "round" on the white paper, "Just test this."

The Physician picked it up and looked at it, and saw that his fingers were stubbornly pinching, and his lips muttered as if meditating on something, before a few moments, "What do you want to ask?"

"I don't ask anything, you just measure the word." Mr. Jin said calmly: "As much as you can say, you count."

The sage master thought for a while and said: "Yuan Tongyuan has the same pronunciation, you may be planning to go to a place related to the garden, or just go to a garden."

Mr. Jin was expressionless and said calmly: "Continue."

The sage shrugged, and then said: "Yuan Ye is a member of the staff, which means that you may want to find someone, but you may not be able to find it, because this member has been shut down. So you can't get in, and this member can't get out. This means that you are probably in a state of complete isolation... Sir, are you going to worship?"

Mr. Jin remained unmoved, "test again."

The magnate also said: "Yuan means consummation. When you write this circle, you obviously have a certain kind of hope in your heart to achieve consummation. But at the same time, circle can also be written in order to lie and self-consume...This shows what you expect in your heart. It’s also possible that things just justify themselves, or... deceive themselves and others."

Mr. Jin frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said, "What else?"

I saw the saint drew a circle directly on the white paper at this time, and then said: "Do you see this circle? It looks like a moon, right? But when you write a circle during the day, how can a full moon appear during the day? Sir, This may just be a spectacle."

"Why can't it be the sun, the sun is also round." Mr. Jin said abruptly.

I saw that the sage master was outside the circle he drew at this time and added a lot of outward lines, and he smiled and said: "This is called the sun. Only the sun is called the sun. It is the sun that shines and illuminates others. The introverted is the moon. It is the moon that is illusory, and the moon is written in the dark."

Mr. Jin was silent for a while before he suddenly looked at the large wooden box that was placed against the wall by the minister, and suddenly asked, "What's in this box?"

"Knives, pots and pans, clothes and shoes, big buns."

"I want to see."

"That's not okay." Xiangshi shook his head slightly, "I only have some property."

Mr. Jin suddenly said, "You are not blind."

The physiognomy smiled and said, "I didn't say that people with sunglasses must be blind?"

Mr. Jin remained silent, but slowly stretched out his hands into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something... The physiognomist looked at Mr. Jin motionlessly, and Mr. Jin stared at each other.

In the end, Mr. Jin just took out a wallet and asked: "How much is it?"

"Just look at the photo for five yuan." Xiangshi spread his palm directly.

Mr. Jin gave five yuan, stood up, and said calmly: "You are inaccurate, don't lie here, find a decent job, you won't die of starvation."

The sage master scratched his head as if embarrassed, "I just came here and didn't find a job, so I can't blame it."

Mr. Jin didn't say anything, and left straight away, but the Xiangshi suddenly shouted and threw...threw something.

Mr. Jin took it subconsciously, and opened his palm to see that it was a triangle folded into a talisman.

"Safety Talisman, keep safe." Xiangshi smiled brightly at this time, "This is really the celestial master of Longhushan has opened up, and it is not a lie."

"This thing is useful?" Mr. Jin shook his head: "Isn't this city saying that all magical powers are forbidden?"

The sage-shi smiled indifferently and said, "When these gods and monsters weren’t infested before, didn’t people go to the temple to ask for a safe talisman? You don’t care if it can be used or not. Just ask for it. I feel at ease. And this charm of mine was really blessed by the angel of Longhushan."

"Thank you, then." Mr. Jin chuckled lightly, then slipped the safety charm into his pocket and walked out of this small alley.

I only heard the minister behind him continue to shout as if he were scornful: "Look at the picture, look at the picture. You can be lucky, you can avoid evil, you can plant peach blossoms, you can cut peach blossoms. The authentic Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master blessed the peace charms , Five yuan a piece...Walk by, don't miss it."

Mr. Jin gradually became unable to hear the next words.

He just walked quickly to the street, then stopped a commercial taxi, and after getting in the car, he directly said to the driver: "Go to Nanfa Temple."

The driver is an old driver. At this time, he asked many questions: "Boss, do you go to pray for blessings and worship the gods, visit, or burn paper?"

"What is the problem?"

The old driver said: "Of course there is nothing wrong with just visiting those praying for blessings, but those who burn paper have to bring their own. If they are not provided there, if you want to buy, you have to go elsewhere."

Mr. Jin said calmly: "Where can I buy it?"

The old driver pretended to be embarrassed: "You also know that in this world, many shops are not open... But I will try to ask you, I am a shroud shop, and I should still open the door."

"Then go." Mr. Jin waved his hand and said calmly: "No need to use the watch."

"Well!"

...

...

This day, Nan Xiaonan didn't work as a rental house. She was full of migrant sister Xiao Nan who seemed to want to work as a technician in XX mansion, but returned to the police station.

Don't be too hasty... You have to take your time, so that you can work slowly, right?

In fact, the police station is empty at the moment, and there are not many people... They are all sent out to maintain order outside-since the curfew, the police officers here have been overloaded with overtime work.

It's the kind that really has time to die but not to get sick.

Only Xiaobao is still playing the game conscientiously.

"Xiaobao, what are you doing with the power cord at the door?"

"I forgot to clean up last night..." Xiaobao smiled at this moment, and then said in surprise: "Miss Nan, why did you come back today? Didn't the director say that you took many days of leave? Did you cancel it?"

"No, I'm still on vacation." Nan Xiaonan said something casually, then sat back in her table, and said directly: "Xiaobao, you go and check, what do we need to use? Those who applied for... don't come back before noon?"

"...What?" Xiaobao was instantly dumbfounded. What do you mean by not having to come back before noon?

"You don't have to come back before get off work." Nan Xiaonan said after thinking about it.

"Fuck... can there be such a good thing?" Xiaobai immediately slapped a spirit, and rushed to Nan Xiaonan without saying a word, "Miss Nan, are you sure you are not cheating me?"

"So... I'll go?" Nan Xiaonan blinked.

"I'll go! I'll go right away!"

With that said, Xiao Bao packed up his clothes as fast as he could-he even stuffed his laptop into his backpack, hurried out of the department, and finally turned back: "Miss Nan, love you! muah!"

Nan Xiaonan shook his head at this time...After Xiaobao really walked far away, he used the key to open the bottom drawer of his desk.

She took out a 13-inch notebook...open it.

In an instant, the screen turned on-but there was no boot screen. What appeared was a pair of big eyes and a big mouth.

The built-in fan of the notebook was humming and there was a sound.

"Uuuuu...Master, you finally remembered me, I am about to die from power out!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Nan Xiaonan rolled her eyes and plugged a network cable directly into the laptop, "Get ready to work!"

The moment the network cable was plugged in, the big eyes on the screen suddenly waned... Then the built-in fan turned louder.

"Master, what do you want to do this time?"

"Let me think about it."

Nan Xiaonan made a cup of coffee and sat back in the seat again, thinking carefully about something.

This computer was created by Xingzhuang in the past and has always been locked in this office-even after the start of the Forbidden City, it has not disappeared.

Nan Xiaonan speculated that the prohibition was simply not allowing extraordinary creatures to be demon, not to hurt anyone...Xingchuang's life was life, so it was fair to not lose his life because of prohibition.

Although the creatures of Star Creation were also restricted with many abilities, the inherent abilities before the Star Creation did not seem to disappear - of course, most Star Creation creatures had no special effects on their bodies.

However, the laptop computer is equivalent to a ready-made hacker because of its ability to think independently and operate automatically.

As for the level of this hacker, it is judged based on his own hardware level-anyway, it is the public money, the laptop has been upgraded before.

The fact that Mr. Jin's group of people can relax their vigilance so happily this time is largely because of this Xingchuang notebook.

Before becoming a working girl, she had already used this Xingchuang laptop to change her information on the citizen system.

According to the information provided by [Daqing Medicine Pills], Mr. Jin's group has members who are very good at network technology... So before the dispatch, Nan Xiaonan was prepared for multiple hands.

In fact, Nan Xiaonan’s guess is right. Mr. Jin has indeed made people quietly investigate Nan Xiaonan’s personal data-because the information written on it basically matches the personality of the working girl Nan Xiaonan, so Mr. Jin finally retracted it. The wiretap installed in the second-hand washing machine gave up monitoring of the migrant girl Nan Xiaonan.

"I have a few names." Nan Xiaonan abruptly entered several names into Xingchuang's notebook at this time.

These are the names of everyone in Mr. Jin's team.

"Temporarily search for the things behind these names... Get rid of those useless duplicate names." Nan Xiaonan said, after thinking about it, then suddenly said: "Also, you have to take a trip [Black Card] This website, see if it can be hacked into the backend, I want to know more about the [Black Card] website."

"Okay!"

The built-in fan turned frantically at this time, and the pages bounced back and closed quickly in front of Nan Xiaonan... Nan Xiaonan leaned back in his chair, drinking coffee and waiting.

She is accustomed to this life of being able to have servants to complete tasks with just one instruction-this makes her seem to have regained the satisfaction of being a master mentor of Xingchuang.

(End of this chapter)