"one thousand?"
Someone asked for confirmation, as if suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.
"one thousand."
Lunxi raised his voice and nodded heavily without any uncertainty.
One thousand Ferums. This was the market price of the degraded version of the antidote for the fever before "that incident" happened.
And now, this price is like buying sand with gold bars!
It’s not a question of how much you lose, it’s giving money away for free!
However, few people on the field were able to receive this free money.
Because... no one would keep the degraded version of the antidote after distributing the genuine antidote in large quantities!
For a moment, a strong feeling of regret spread among everyone's hearts.
"This woman is a fool..." Someone muttered in a voice that only he could hear, and then said loudly with a slightly relieved tone:
"I should have one, when do you plan on getting one?"
"The sooner the better."
"Okay... I'll write you my details..."
The man passed the time and place of the transaction to the other party in the form of a note. After taking it, Lunxi glanced at it and put it back into his pocket.
After this incident, the rally lasted less than five minutes before it fell completely silent.
The figure at the top of the long table looked around and confirmed that no one was willing to trade, then said gloomily:
"That's it for today."
After leaving the underground black market of "Ghost Wolf", Lunxi, with skills far beyond those of a martial artist, flew extremely nimbly across the rooftops of the South District and soon arrived at the agreed location. After waiting for a while, he successfully met the other party.
At daybreak, she finally got the degraded version of the antidote for the fever.
"really……"
She held the neck of the bottle with one hand, staring at the clear liquid in the glass bottle that emitted a faint fluorescence, and murmured in an extremely heavy tone.
Those green eyes that were originally full of agility, liveliness and enthusiasm, at this moment, became completely cold.
The full and bright sun slowly rose from the eastern horizon, but before it gave its sunlight to the earth and all things without reservation, it was blocked by a lifeless dark cloud.
It seemed as if even the sun was afraid of something and dared not cast its gaze towards this cold, damp, smelly, rotten, dark land filled with sin, blood and tears.
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Chapter 216 "Small Gift"
Early in the morning, in the central city of Sunset Harbor, at the "Kapok Detective Agency", the headquarters of the Execution Team.
With dark circles under his eyes, Richard pushed open the door of the headquarters disguised as a detective agency and walked into the office lobby.
"Boss, I'm here to work."
He resisted the urge to yawn and walked towards the door of his office, waving to Nancy who was busy working on documents not far away.
Nancy looked up at him, nodded slightly, then lowered her head and continued with her original business.
"Ah wu——"
The moment he stepped into his office, Richard couldn't help it. He squinted his eyes, stretched his mouth as wide as possible, and yawned deeply.
"Really? Those guys were up so late that I didn't get enough sleep." He rubbed his eyes and sat on the chair. "It's enough to just adopt the child. Why do they have to deal with so many unnecessary things..."
Besides, with Sir Victor here, how could anything go wrong? The boss is sometimes too cautious.
Richard shook his head, getting rid of his tiredness, and cast his eyes towards his slightly messy desk, about to start today's paperwork.
Suddenly, his eyes brightened and his originally lazy body suddenly sat up straight.
The moment his gaze fell on the desk, he saw a completely unfamiliar object appear in the center of the table.
It was a flat square box, neatly wrapped in colored paper. At first glance, it looked like an exquisitely wrapped gift box.
Richard was very sure that this thing was not on his desk when he left his office yesterday!
Moreover, based on his years of experience working with his colleagues day and night, he was also very sure that no lady or gentleman had the habit of giving gifts secretly.
What's more, today is not any special day. It is neither his birthday, nor an anniversary, nor a legal holiday.
In short, this thing that suddenly appeared on his desk was extremely abnormal!
As an experienced executor and a guardian who often faces life-threatening situations and needs to rely on wisdom and strength to save others and his own life, Richard immediately realized that the situation was critical.
An outsider sneaked into the headquarters of the Executioner Team and placed an object of unknown contents in his office!
The fact that someone could find the disguised headquarters and break through the layers of spiritual rituals and guards' detection and blockades without triggering any alarms is enough to illustrate the seriousness of the matter!
He stood up immediately, his muscles tensed, his eyes fixed on the gift box on the table, not daring to leave at all, for fear that something might happen to the thing without his care.
"team leader!"
Standing still, he roared at the top of his lungs.
In less than two seconds, the office door was pushed open, and Nancy, in uniform, walked in quickly, with a puzzled and cautious look on her face:
"what happened?"
Behind her, several team members followed in and formed a dispersed formation in the room that was convenient for dealing with emergencies.
He didn't need to explain too much. Just by shouting, his companions who had been through thick and thin with him understood his hidden meaning.
Richard calmly explained the situation briefly, and at the end he added:
"I used my inspiration and spiritual vision to investigate, and there is no extraordinary aura or trace inside...but I can't guarantee that there is no danger."
Nancy didn't say anything when she heard it. She rushed to his side and looked down at the exquisitely wrapped gift box.
"what is this?"
She suddenly noticed that a corner of a square piece of paper was exposed at the bottom edge of the gift box, as if it was pressed underneath the gift box.
If you look closely, you can see handwriting, something is written on it.
Richard followed the captain's gaze and saw the piece of paper pressed by the gift box. After thinking for a while, he shook his head:
"This is not mine. Perhaps an intruder brought it in along with the 'gift box'."
Nancy thought for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled out the piece of paper at an extremely fast speed!
"!"
Everyone present suddenly tensed up, holding their breath and paying close attention to everything going on around them, guarding against any unexpected events.
This stiff and tense situation lasted for more than ten seconds. Only after confirming that nothing unusual had happened did Nancy breathe a sigh of relief and cast her eyes on the handwriting on the piece of paper in her hand:
"It's just a small gift. You're welcome."
The following content was written in the common language of mankind. It was written quite ugly, like a worm crawling.
Richard, who was standing next to Nancy, of course also saw what was written above, and he and his captain looked at each other.
"Captain, what's written on it...?" a team member asked in a deep voice.
Nancy turned the piece of paper over and showed it to the executors present.
There was a solemn silence, everyone fell into deep thought and consideration, and no one made a sound for a while.
"Open it," Nancy put down the note and said calmly half a minute later, "I've also checked it, there shouldn't be any danger."
With the captain's assurance, everyone had no objection.
So Nancy stepped forward herself and slowly and carefully unwrapped the paper bit by bit.
There was indeed a gift box inside, made of wood, but the texture and color seemed a bit cheap.
Like something you bought at a grocery store.
Nancy opened the buckle of the gift box with a "click" and then slowly opened the lid.
As several executors craned their necks to gaze, the contents of the gift box were revealed.
"Is this... a necklace?"
One of the executors raised his eyebrows in surprise after seeing the objects inside.
An extremely exquisite necklace lay quietly in the center of the gift box.
The silver chain is strung with a sparkling sapphire pendant. It is simple in shape yet stylish, exuding an aura of nobility and money.
"Wait, I've seen this thing before!"
Richard suddenly had an idea in his mind, and pointed at the thing in the box with wide eyes:
"When I came back from the charity event last night, didn't I say in my report that Viscount Mossante gave gifts to all seven children? The necklaces he gave to the girls were exactly the same!"
"Could it be that the intruder is Viscount Mosante's man? For some reason, he gave us the gift he had given to the children?"
Someone speculated.
Nancy reached out and picked up the delicate silver necklace, holding it in front of her eyes and examining it carefully:
"It's unlikely. Putting aside how Viscount Mossante knew the location of our headquarters, the biggest problem is that he has no motive."
"That's right, he had no reason to do that."
The executor who had just spoken nodded thoughtfully:
"If you want to give gifts to the executors, there are many channels and methods. There is no need to be so sneaky... Besides, sneaking into the headquarters without permission is a felony!"
At this moment, Nancy's eyes suddenly focused.
She keenly noticed that there seemed to be something out of harmony on the back of the sapphire pendant.
There is a silver metal piece that is attached to the surface of the sapphire, which looks like a frame or backing for the pendant.
But if you observe a little, you will find that...
This piece of metal is obviously different from the necklace itself, whether in terms of the fixing method or the grade and sophistication of its material!
It seems that it was glued on later, and the technique and material selection were very rough, so it looks very stiff.
Nancy suddenly felt something in her heart. She stretched out her other hand and used the nail of her thumb to pry hard into the gap between the metal sheet and the pendant.
"Crack!"
She removed the piece of metal easily.
I saw that the inside of the metal sheet was carved with extremely fine, complex and intricate patterns, and a faint but steady spiritual light was flowing rapidly among the patterns, filled with mystery and profoundness.
"what is this?"
Richard looked at the pattern that contained rich spirituality in confusion. He remembered that when he used his inspiration to explore the inside of the box before, he did not find any traces or breath of spirituality.
"Some kind of miniature spiritual ritual," Nancy said calmly as she completely separated the metal piece from the pendant. "The effect should be related to 'blocking', 'blockade', and 'weakening'. The details cannot be confirmed yet."
And at the moment the metal sheet and the sapphire were completely separated, an evil, profane, and dirty aura suddenly burst out and spread to the edge of the office in a blink of an eye.
"Well!"
Almost all the executors on the field felt at this moment... that their own spirits were subjected to an extremely obvious malicious attack.
It was as if some ugly, hideous demonic monster, with putrid fluid dripping from it, was pulling at his soul in the void, and foul darkness and filth seeped into his soul and mind.
All kinds of abnormal, irrational, and immoral thoughts and ideas are like bubbles in boiling water, gurgling and surging up, making people irritable and violent.
The source of all these abnormalities is the sparkling and crystal sapphire pendant strung on a silver chain!
As professional executors, they quickly calmed the evil impulses in their hearts through meditation, and called upon their own spirituality to resist the endless evil aura.
"This is... spiritual pollution?!"
However, no one felt fortunate or relieved because of this.
All the executors stared at the beautiful and exquisite sapphire pendant with a complex, heavy and indescribable look.
Viscount Mossante actually gave such a dangerous thing to the children as a gift?
Those poor orphans who had just escaped death and suffered great misfortune were now wearing something that made the executors of the righteous mind and righteous masters feel obviously uncomfortable all the time? !
