I was forced to be the captain of the ghost ship by mistake

Chapter 107 Brotherhood

The follow-up matter went too smoothly, and the buyer immediately used his contacts to solve the problem of the settlement certificate for the Winster family.

In less than three days, with the certificate, the bank granted the loan, and the transfer procedures of the real estate were completed.

This astonishing efficiency, even the well-informed Uncle Ethan had to sigh with emotion.

Look,

The people of Göttinghagen are reliable.

Ten days before the start of school, the Winster family was busy with various things. Uncle handed over the police work in the district, and Mrs. Amphier began to investigate the address of the store. The two were often busy until the evening before returning home.

Sophie directly contacted the Admissions Office of the University of Göttinghagen, and started to get familiar with everything there. When she came back, she told Tu Fu what a great university Columbia was, and it was by no means a school with no background as he said.

At this time, Tu Fu would talk about the dog in front of the library of the University of Michigan.

Once this topic is mentioned, the two sides always play GG amidst laughter.

Unlike Miss Winster, who likes to be lively and prosperous, Tu Fu did not go directly to Professor Kane of the University of Michigan. Instead, he walked around the city every day when he had nothing to do.

Like now.

On the fifth morning in Göttinghagen, he traveled alone again.

Even in summer, the weather in the capital is slightly gloomy, the humidity is heavy, and the fog makes it difficult to see the street environment.

After buying a pure meat roast sausage and a cup of freshly ground coffee from the street, Tu Fu continued to wander aimlessly on the street while eating breakfast.

The Baiya people have very pure recipes, and their desire for meat almost makes the dinner plate full of meat and sausages.
A cold meal in the morning and evening, a hot meal.

By the way, there is also beer. Göttinghagen is full of breweries and beer halls. When many homeless people beg for others, they don't ask for money or food, but just beg for a bottle of beer.

Tu Fu, who has opened up the hunter's senses, rests his eyes on the hurried pedestrians.

The streets are full of office workers, workers, and vendors, but people of different identities keep walking at a very fast pace, as if wasting a minute of time is wasting life.

And everyone exudes a different aura,
When they walk, their hands and feet show a red aura, which represents excitement and vitality, but their heads are a gray aura, which also indicates depression and decadence.

"It seems that people living in this city are really stressed enough."

Tu Fu sat on the public chair by the side of the road and slowly ate his breakfast. The greatest happiness was watching those busy people coming and going, but he didn't have to do anything.

Time is money, so no matter who is racing against time to make money every day, trying to take root in this city.

Everyone is a part of this great national machine called "Baija".

In order to maintain high-efficiency production, no matter who you are, you have to work hard. If you are not willing, there will be younger people in this city to replace you.

"Since being promoted to Sequence 8, the digestion speed of potions seems to have slowed down. This kind of life is indeed not bad, but it is really a lot of laziness. It is really slack.

And I have to start making money to help my uncle share some of the pressure. "

After gnawing on the roasted sausage with crispy skin, Tu Fu took out a handwritten note from his pocket, with a nearby address written on it.

The last time he saw Mason at the Fight Club, he pulled himself into a dream to talk, and heard that the "Media Man" was about to go to Göttinghagen, so he specially gave the address of a branch of the Brotherhood in Leeds to "Skynet" comrades.

The Mr. Nightmare said he could go there to make a deal with the Brotherhood if necessary.

It is not an easy task for an unknown outsider to obtain follow-up potion materials in a strange city. After all, no matter where he is, there are local extraordinary circles, so he must contact extraordinary organizations like the Brotherhood .

"This is the fraternity address in Göttinghagen? A beer hall."

Tu Fu walked all the way from the Reims District to a beer house called "Time". He has been around Leeds for a long time, and he is no stranger to the location of these secret organizations.

After opening the door, the internal environment can be seen at a glance.

The biggest difference from the tavern is that there are no messy performances here, and there are few exciting boxing matches. It is just a clean place for a group of beer lovers to taste alcohol.

The design inside is very subtle, except for the whole row of bottles of beer and red wine behind the bar, dozens of hundreds of bottles exude a unique fragrance of alcohol.

And people who go in and out like to wear a hat or cloak to hide their identity.

Many of them possessed spirituality, and when Tu Fu covered most of his face with his disguise, he also walked in with steady steps.

"Hi, is there anything we can do for you?"

Looking at the bartender at the front desk, Tu Fu also went straight to the point, "I have something to talk to the boss here, Mr. Frank Jose."

This is a typical Bania name. When Tu Fu saw the surname Jose, he couldn't help but think of a famous South American book he had read. In it, there were seven generations named Jose, and the descendants inherited their grandfather's name. , Just memorizing the name is a big head.

"Well, it looks like another big shot."

The bartender chuckled a few times, and shouted several times before he heard footsteps.

A well-dressed, chubby fat man came from inside. He yawned as he walked. What attracted people's attention was a brown owl resting on the other's shoulder, closing his eyes and lying on the other's shoulder to sleep.

He mumbled wearily, "Why didn't God take a few more days of rest when he created the world? Wasn't He tired? In this way, everyone can have a few more days of rest every week."

Tu Fu took the topic naturally, "If this is the case, then the capitalists and the government will definitely change the thirty days into a week."

"Makes sense."

The round Frank Jose rubbed his bald chin. He felt that the words were very pertinent. He nodded his head suddenly and looked at the person who came, "Sir, I don't seem to have seen you before. This is the first time?"

"Yes, I'm really tight on money, and I want to see if I can take on some suitable jobs, arrest people or settle personal vendettas for them, as long as the price is enough."

Tu Fu also got straight to the point and talked about serious matters to the other party.

"You're not talking about bounty hunters, are you? My God, why did you come to a beer hall to talk about such an ancient profession to the boss here, hahaha."

José on the opposite side let out a few exaggerated laughs, covering his stomach. It can be seen that Tu Fu's serious expression made him take this matter seriously, "Who recommended you?"

"Not long ago, I just came from Osway State in the north. Mr. Adams, the person in charge there, gave me the address. He said that the person in charge here can help me solve a lot of troubles."

Tu Fu chuckled and handed over the piece of paper with Mason's handwriting on it.

"So that's it, that guy Mason recommended you to come here."

Fatty Jose suddenly realized, and nodded to express his understanding, "Speaking of which, I have always had a good relationship with him. Mason is the most generous and generous person among the friends I have made, and he will always help his friends regardless of gains or losses."

"Perhaps the Mason we know is not alone. At least in my opinion, Mr. Adams can't be described as generous, but at least he should be described as prudent."

The emotionally intelligent Tu Fu packaged the miser Mason with a positive vocabulary.

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time, and understood the true meaning of the words from each other's eyes.

"Well, Mason is definitely the worst cheapskate I've ever seen in my life. He even uses three-framed paper to go to the toilet. It's unforgivable."

Jose scratched his head and complained. As a colleague and friend of the fraternity, no one knows that bastard better than you.

He is the kind of unseemly guy who would not buy a coffin even if he died and exposed his corpse to the wilderness.

By the way, you are even more suspicious if you know how many squares of paper Mason uses to go to the toilet... Tu Fu quietly complained in his heart.

After understanding the reason for his visit, Jose apologized, "I'm sorry, we will be more cautious when there are strange faces here, after all, there are many guys from other forces mixed in this city."

"There are other extraordinary forces?"

"Many, some competitors, gangsters, spies from other countries, cultists, etc., always like to make big things quietly, just like Leeds. But the water in Göttinghagen is deeper.

But fortunately, there are quite a few conscientious businessmen like us. "

The corners of this Mr. Jose's mouth are raised high, he likes to laugh exaggeratedly, and he likes to accompany his hand movements when he speaks, so as to enrich his expression.

This action fell into Tu Fu's eyes, which seemed extremely unnatural.

After complaining about a lot of things, the chubby Jose narrowed his eyes when he spoke, "My friend, you said just now that you wanted to take on some jobs here, but how do I know what you are capable of?"

"Mr. Jose, you have been testing me since I arrived, deliberately dragging me to wait here, and letting people search around to see if I have any accomplices.

There is at least one Sequence 8 nightmare and two strong Transcendents in this beer hall. Once I make a move, I will be taken down immediately. "

Tu Fu looked into the other person's eyes, and talked about the details he noticed with the hunter's senses in a very plain manner.

Seeing that the other person's face was still calm, he added, "Even Mr. Jose, you are at least a Sequence 8 or Sequence 7 clown path transcendent.

And you have never had spiritual flow in your body, at least beyond my cognition, the latter is more likely. "

The opponent's unconscious actions just now played the role of the clown very deeply, and every gesture revealed his own path.

"It's pretty good."

Jose touched his bare chin, "Since they are all superhumans, it's much easier to talk about. Brothers will receive some tasks through their own channels, and many of them are assigned to familiar people. do it,"

"I will do better than them." Tu Fu thought he had such confidence.

"Very well, then let's talk about the price now, ordinary criminals and murdered people are not the same price, extraordinary people and ordinary people are also two prices.

The former will be more valuable. For example, a Sequence 9 Transcendent usually costs 500 crowns, while a Sequence 8 is around 1000. If the status is higher or the princess path or demon path is difficult, the value will increase. "

Jose told him about the prices in the industry, and in his mouth, even extraordinary people can use currency conversion.

This like-minded topic made Tu Fu instantly interested, his eyes widened, "What about Sequence 7?"

"5000 crowns." Franck José said without thinking.

It's just that after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the way this kid looked at him was not quite right.

That is, a pair of eyes with Venus.

(End of this chapter)