The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 69 Booty

"Ha, look what I found, an extraordinary item of jewelry!"

"The unexpected simple shape and portability alone can be worth at least two thousand pounds. If you sell it to those nobles who hold their own status, it can be worth another thousand pounds!"

Holding the ring from the middle-aged captain's finger, Breness wiped it on his body repeatedly, his face full of sighs and joy.

However, Aiwen, who arrived soon after, stretched out his hand to pick up the back of his neck expressionlessly, pulled the ring back, put it in the palm of his hand and observed it for a while, and then asked aloud: "What is the function of this item?"

"A transcendent item of the judge path can almost double the user's mental ability. The side effect is that wearing it for a long time will cause the user's spirit to diverge and link to some unknown existence."

"Obviously, it is more suitable for transcendents of the path of judges, spectators, and secret voyeurs, but it is not very useful for transcendents of the generalist and hunter paths."

"That's why I suggest selling it for money!" Brenes said with confidence, bouncing his limbs.

"But holding it can easily be detected by MI[-] through occult methods." Ivan seemed a little hesitant.

At this stage, it is obviously not a wise move to expose oneself because of a supernatural item and have a direct conflict with MI[-].

"It's easy!"

Swinging his arm, Brenes broke free and jumped to Ivan's palm to pick up the ring. Small vines like silk threads quickly grew out of his arm, wrapping the ring tightly in the blink of an eye. .

Then he threw it into Ivan's palm, patted his tiny palm and said:
"Until this item is used again, no one will be able to find out its existence, but as a reward, I ask for half of it after selling this item."

Then he pointed to the deposit slip that was thrown away on the ground before, and said with a matter of course:
"There is also the Backlund Bank with 1 pounds in it. The bearer deposit slip is new, and there is not much smell left on it. I suggest you take it with you, and at least give me half of it!"

Hearing the sound, Ai Wen looked down and indeed found a brand new deposit slip, then picked it up without saying a word, and put it in his pocket together with the ring.

The expressionless appearance made Brenes suddenly have a bad premonition, and couldn't help but say:
"I said, you don't want to swallow it alone, do you?"

"Swallow what?" Ai Wen raised his brows, looking a little puzzled.

"Deposit slip!" Brenes quickly raised his arm and gestured.

"What certificate of deposit?"

Under the stunned gaze of Brenes, Ivan tilted his head in doubt, then turned his head to look at the colorful banknotes under his feet, and then sighed helplessly.

"There are at least a hundred pounds here, but it's a pity that they have been carried by the other party for a long time and cannot be taken away directly."

"However, the Rats of the Bloody Hand are really rich. In order to please this MI[-] captain, they paid a thousand gold pounds, and the patent fee brought by my invention is only a few thousand pounds."

While thinking about it, Ivan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered the gold pounds in the safe when he searched Mrs. Sharon's residence.

"Since they can kill my partners, why can't I kill them?"

"The important thing is, they seem to be quite rich!"

On the other side, Brenes, who is a collection container for emotions, could not help but shudder when he noticed that Aiwen began to exude a dangerous aura and desire to kill, and quickly shifted the target, still lying on the ground, unconscious On the middle-aged captain:

"What about this guy? Do you want to kill him?"

Glancing at the middle-aged captain who was foaming at the mouth, Aiwen walked decisively into the distance, shook his head and said: "Keep him, and those surviving gangster mice, I plan to give the tracer Leave some surprises!"

"Surprise? What kind of surprise can there be..."

Brenes, who didn't understand the specific meaning of the other party, retracted his coat pocket, and his slightly disappointed face seemed to still be unwilling to distribute the loot.

On the other side, not far from the warehouse, in a deserted alley, Liuzhi, who was wrapped in bandages and looked a little confused, looked at Ademisor, who was carrying an old oil lamp and his face was hidden under the hood, and walked forward. Lai patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him in a gratifying tone:
"You successfully completed your first mission and are about to become a great warrior!"

"Let's go, go back with me and recite the classics of the state religion together, so that we can strengthen our beliefs."

……

"I suggest that before that, you can try to pray to the goddess first!"

After listening sideways for a while, Leonard suddenly stopped Klein who was beside him, who was about to perform the psychic ceremony, with a solemn expression.

About an hour after the incident, the night watchmen received a report from the police station that a vicious shooting had occurred in a warehouse near the pier in the eastern district of Tingen City. At least four people were killed at the scene, and one went completely insane.

According to the information provided by the police department, the five victims were all gang members. Similar gang fights are not uncommon in Tingen, but the strange thing is that three of the four dead died in strange ways, so the case was naturally transferred to them. .

It happened that he and Klein were on duty tonight, and they were sent by Dunn Smith to investigate and collect evidence.

After arriving at the scene of the incident that had already been separated by a cordon, and conducting a preliminary investigation, they found that there was no sign of a fight at the scene of the shooting, which seemed to be a gang fight or a vendetta.

Among them, except for one who was shot in the head by a gun at close range, the other three still had an indelible fright on their already stiff faces, and they were obviously frightened to death.

On the other side, after being reminded by Leonard, who seemed to have noticed something, Klein, who suddenly became alert, resolutely gave up the plan of psychic communication, and instead used the pendulum method to divination the danger of the overall event.

But when he hung down the citrine wrapped around his wrist, he said silently:

"Psychicism to shooting victims, dangerous!"

After three times in a row, the pendulum wrapped around Klein's wrist began to rotate slowly clockwise, and became faster and faster as time went by.

Tens of seconds later, the citrine, which was already swinging almost horizontally, was so fast that it became a helicopter propeller.

"There is a huge danger in direct psychic communication. I suggest reporting to the captain before dealing with it!"

Klein, whose back was quickly drenched in cold sweat, suddenly began to fear while issuing a warning.

During the psychic channeling just now, he actually forgot to divination the possible dangers in advance, which did not conform to his previous habit of being cautious.

"Something is affecting my spiritual alertness!"

"Pa" held the fast-swinging pendulum, and subconsciously turned to look at the girls living in the warehouse who were being questioned one by one by the police.

Inexplicably, Klein seemed to have a strange feeling that they were secretly looking at him in various imperceptible ways at the same time.

Under the deep night, the deceased without any trauma and distorted expression, the creepy feeling of being watched, as if the lingering haze, made him shiver suddenly and secretly said in his heart:

"If it wasn't for the dark sky and certain psychological expectations about my appearance, maybe I would be complacent about it, completely ignoring the weirdness and danger contained in it."

At this time, Leonard, who was half-squatting on the ground, checked the dead man who had been headshot at close range, and nodded calmly at Klein's suggestion. He got up and arranged for the police to notify Captain Dunn Smith.

At the same time, he took the opportunity to quietly stay away from Klein, and whispered into the air, "Old man, what did you mean by what you just said?"

After a while, a voice full of vicissitudes emerged in Leonard's mind:
"Stop this matter now, don't investigate any more, or even if I am in my prime, I may not be able to keep you."

The old voice startled Leonard, and he couldn't help asking, "What happened here?"

Hearing that the other party still couldn't hold back his curiosity, the old voice suddenly smiled and said:

"Hehe, some slight pollution, but it's too early for you. If you inquire rashly, you will die miserably. There are still some angels at the scene. One of them..."

Having said that, his voice suddenly became dull.

"I didn't expect him to be alive, but his condition seems to be very bad. Although he did anti-divination, he still hasn't completely erased his breath."

"In short, don't investigate privately, report this matter, and someone will deal with it."

I don't know when the old voice slowly fell silent, just like before, it gave Leonard a huge shock and then disappeared.

"Angels...the existences in those myths and legends actually appeared in Tingen."

He was shocked for a short while, but Leonard was not shocked at all because of the particularity of the shooting and his inability to participate in such incidents because of his own weakness.

"Maybe one day, I will stand at that height, after all, I am the protagonist of this era!"

While thinking about it, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Klein, who seemed to be in a daze, standing in front of the corpse in the distance.

"Of course, that guy also seems to be hiding some secrets. Two days ago, when he dealt with the monster-turned Riel Bieber, he was not affected by the sealed item. If the old man reminded me, I wouldn't even notice it..."

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