Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 109: Win-win!
Everyone has their own uses.
Especially for professional scammers, they are very useful.
Some experiences in his hometown had already made Goethe understand that people like professional liars could have unspeakable miraculous effects if used properly.
Therefore, the day after the incident, Goethe found the other party.
He hoped that the other party would help him find items related to "George" and "George's descendants", especially books, manuscripts, etc. with written records - Goethe particularly emphasized this point.
As for why?
Of course, it is to hide the real purpose.
Goethe turned around and looked at his math teacher.
"I'm sorry, Miss Judy."
Goethe looked apologetic.
"be safe!"
The math teacher didn't say much, just gave some instructions and got up and left.
Ever since the "sewer crocodile" incident that day, the math teacher realized that Goethe had grown up and no longer needed her intervention.
certainly!
Don’t fall behind in learning!
Mathematics must be passed!
Because, if you want to go to college, you must take a math test!
and……
If you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid to travel around the world.
After sending Teacher Judy downstairs and watching her drive away, Goethe returned to the "Folklore Research Institute".
"Boss, according to your instructions, I have found two collectors near Star City through several channels."
"They all own items from George and his descendants, and are willing to let people see their collections for a price."
"And one of them also has a manuscript left by 'George'."
When Clifford saw Goethe returning, he immediately came over and said.
Since agreeing to work for Goethe, Clifford immediately adjusted his attitude.
This professional liar clearly knows where he stands.
The other party knows what attitude he should adopt when facing someone who truly possesses power that ordinary people cannot imagine, and he also knows what he should do.
"manuscript?"
"Undisclosed?"
Goethe looked interested.
"Um!"
"The other party guarantees that it has never been made public!"
"It's just a private communication!"
"However, if you want to read this manuscript, the other party does not want money, but needs to know George's secret - the other party is willing to use the secret in exchange for the opportunity to read the manuscript."
Clifford immediately added.
Exchanging secrets?
Goethe remained noncommittal.
Maybe the other party really wants to exchange some secrets.
However, it is more likely to be a trap.
But this is what Goethe wanted.
The other party wanted to lure him into a trap, and he also wanted the other party to show up.
"And the other one?"
Goethe continued to ask.
"This person has collected some weapons and armor related to 'George' and his descendants. Legend has it that he also has several murder weapons used to kill the descendants of 'George'."
Clifford introduced.
Goethe was not surprised by such an introduction.
Because this is the hint he gave to the other party.
He has explained the greatness of 'George' more than once.
I also wondered if the weapon that killed the descendants of 'George' would be special.
As long as the other party is not a fool, he will remember it.
"Is there anything special about these murder weapons?"
Goethe looked interested.
"No?"
"According to that era, it should be ordinary swords and old muskets."
Clifford frowned and spoke uncertainly.
"Well, what does this collector need?"
Goethe nodded and continued to ask.
"money!"
"For 10,000 yuan, the other party is willing to let anyone visit his collection room!"
Clifford said what he knew.
"10,000?"
“It’s not expensive.”
Goethe pondered for a moment and said:
"Help me contact this collector first."
"As for the collector who owns the manuscript...you go and tell him. I need to confirm the value of the manuscript."
"Understood, Boss."
As he spoke, Clifford looked at Goethe. When Goethe indicated that he could leave, the professional liar immediately bowed respectfully, then turned around and left, and helped Goethe close the door.
Go downstairs and get in the car.
Clifford drove home.
Everything seems so normal.
Including, getting off the bus to buy some dinner.
Carrying the brown paper bag containing dinner, Clifford returned to the car.
"How about it?"
A cold voice came from the back seat of the car.
Clifford was not surprised at all. He put the brown paper bag containing dinner on the passenger seat and said inconspicuously, "He is determined to obtain George's manuscript and hopes to use more information to confirm the value of the manuscript. He is also very interested in the weapons that killed George's descendants. He seems to think that they contain some special power. He wants to check these weapons and armor first."
After saying this, Clifford started the car again.
The car drove back home again.
During the whole process, Clifford did not even look back.
It was as if there was no one in the back seat.
The sound didn't come from behind until Clifford stopped the car.
"Take him to check out those weapons and armor."
Clifford did not answer, but nodded imperceptibly, picked up his dinner, got out of the car and went into the house.
…
Not far from the Culver's house.
Jialifa parked the car and watched Colliford enter the house, and couldn't help frowning.
It’s been a week!
For a whole week, she helped Ann keep an eye on Clifford.
But nothing was found.
Everything is fine with the other party.
Except for occasionally lying.
Jialifa really admires this professional liar. Even in that state, he still doesn't forget to cheat people.
Taking out his cell phone, Jialifa called his friend.
"Ann, that guy went home."
"There's nothing unusual today."
"Well, okay, when are we going to have dinner together?"
"ah?"
"You want to work overtime?"
"Okay, next time!"
"Next time for sure!"
Jialifa emphasized, and after getting An's affirmative answer, he immediately drove away with a smile.
And An, who was working overtime, walked into the 'Folklore Research Institute' with dinner.
Beef burgers, French fries, fried chicken nuggets, and iced fat house happy water.
For two persons.
In the past week, he often showed up at the Folklore Research Institute with dinner.
Having had a pleasant cooperation last time, Goethe did not reject the other party.
“Really good chips and dip here.”
The French fries that An chose were not the thin ones usually found in fast food restaurants, but thick fries with skins. The thick fries were marinated with olive oil and salt and baked in a high-temperature oven, making them crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
But what impressed Goethe most was the dipping sauce.
Make mayonnaise sauce and add chopped parsley.
But the real soul is the 'garlic paste' added to it!
The garlic roasted with olive oil is squeezed into a paste and mixed into the dipping sauce, which immediately adds a hint of spiciness to the sweet dipping sauce. Paired with the crispy French fries, it really whets the appetite.
After eating a few French fries, Goethe raised his hand and picked up a beef burger.
The beef was a thick patty with cheese slices and lettuce.
But this so-called 'healthy' beef burger apparently made Goethe feel like something was missing, and he immediately squeezed the dipping sauce for the French fries into it.
Suddenly, the flavor came out.
After eating a burger in three bites, Goethe picked up the iced fat guy happy water.
Coodong, coodong.
ha!
"Cool!"
Goethe sighed like this.
Ann nodded in agreement.
Especially, when you don’t have to clean up the dishes or wash the pots and pans, and only need to organize the packaging bags, it makes An happy.
Almost like Goethe, Ann opened his mouth wide and finished the beef burger.
Afterwards, the two chatted while eating French fries and fried chicken nuggets.
"Colliffe is unreliable."
"He's a professional liar."
"Deception and betrayal are already ingrained in him."
An expressed his opinion.
"I didn't trust him, I just used him."
"At least..."
“He’s very useful now.”
Goethe told the truth.
betray?
Does not exist.
Just like he said, it's exploitation.
Just taking advantage.
Where does the betrayal come from?
As for deception?
He was also deceiving the other party.
Not only does he want to use the other party to expose the mastermind behind the scenes, but he also wants to use the other party to gain more [Bloody Honor].
Or rely on himself?
It is simply unrealistic to find more [Bloody Honor] in a short period of time.
So, after learning from Joe Ke Yiner that someone was targeting him, Goethe thought about what to do.
Isn't the guy hiding behind the scenes testing him and looking for his flaws?
Of course he has to give the other party a chance.
As for failure?
It doesn't matter, for Goethe, there is no loss.
But once it succeeds?
That's a win-win!
He can win twice!
And so far, he has been successful.
Goethe was sure that the other party would let him meet the first collector as soon as possible.
Moreover, that collector must have in his collection the real weapon that killed the descendants of 'George'.
Because the other party wanted him to believe in Colliford.
Only in this way could Clifford lead him into the trap.
"I hope there will be enough [Bloody Honor]."
Goethe thought silently, looking at the words that ordinary people cannot see——
[Discovered the secret arts 'Celtic Blood Sacrifice. Wolf', 'Celtic Blood Sacrifice. Vines', 'Celtic Blood Sacrifice. Flame'. Judging...]
[Possessing the 'heart' attribute, passed the judgment! ]
【Mastered 'Graphic Language (Basics)', passed! 】
[If you pass the judgment, you can use 'Bloody Honor' to learn! ]
[Not enough bloody honor, unable to learn! ]
…
Goethe had not expected that the notebook that Joe Ke Yiner gave him actually contained three secret techniques.
This immediately caused him, whose [Bloody Honor] had already been reduced to zero, to fall into a state of extreme lack of [Bloody Honor].
After all, [Steinbeck Breathing] also requires [Bloody Honor].
An looked at Goethe, and when she saw the familiar look in Goethe's eyes, she immediately nodded.
She knew that Goethe had already made plans.
Then she just had to believe in Goethe.
Because they are the same kind of people!
I won’t take action unless I am absolutely sure!
When Goethe finished the last French fry, the cell phone beside him vibrated.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The lit screen clearly showed that it was a text message from Clifford.
It clearly says -
The collector is available tomorrow. Do you need me to make an appointment?
…
Goethe replied with an "OK" on his phone, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Fish, it's biting!
