Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 71 "Justice" and Bargaining
Of course, this may also be a "phishing message". There are not a few Extraordinary people and even ordinary people who know the name of the Sequence 9 potion. It is not necessary to know the complete formula of the potion to publish sales information.

And this kind of transaction between strangers has no third-party guarantee, and it is impossible to judge whether the formula and materials obtained are true or false, and the risk is very high.

Angel has all the potion knowledge left by Cole in his mind, from "assassin" to "witch". There is no need for the formula itself, only the two main ingredients. Buy pieces from different people separately, instead of looking for such vague information and betting your hopes on the conscience of the other party.

As long as she can obtain two main materials, and then buy auxiliary materials in ordinary herbal medicine shops and alchemy shops, or even go to the warehouse of the Nighthawks to get some in the name of "making spells", she can immediately reproduce the "instigator" in her mind. "Potions.

It's a pity that after browsing the entire trading market, plus the full-page message board information, there is only this one clue pointing to the "instigator". Even if it is a trap, she can only bite the bullet and jump into it.

Tie a rope to your body at most.

Fortunately, the time specified in the message is tomorrow afternoon, so there is no need to rush.

Of course, it's not that Angel has not considered obtaining potion materials through the Church of the Evernight Goddess, but first of all, she couldn't explain how she knew the follow-up potion formula of "Assassin", and secondly, she completed the role of "Assassin" within one month. It is also too shocking, and it will inevitably attract the attention of the church's high-level officials.

To take these risks, she would rather secretly save money, buy materials, and reveal her promotion when the time is right.

After scanning the message board again, Angel found no other useful information. Angel pretended to go around, returned from the wall to the stairs, and followed the crowd entering the third floor again, approaching the location designated by the "Justice" message.

Most of the customers who come to trade items are going deep into the market, so that there are only pedestrians passing by at the stairway except for the guards looking around, which makes the two people standing at the stall closest to the stairway look very strange. unexpected.

Angel watched for 2 minutes, saw that the man and woman had no intention of leaving, and there were no other people around who matched the description of the "justice" message, so he took a deep breath and leaned over.

The first time she saw that woman, she was sure that this "justice" was not the other "justice".

In the foggy space constructed by Mr. Fool, several members were standing when they met for the first time. Angel could estimate the size of the other two based on his own height. Miss Justice is about 1.7 meters tall, with long hair draped over her shoulders.

And this woman who also claims to be "justice" doesn't even look like an adult. She is less than 1.6 meters tall and is half a head shorter than Angel. Her brown hair is also styled into a short ponytail that highlights her vitality. Commonly seen in Hong Kong, it is a long skirt that combines the Loen Kingdom and Balam styles.

Unless the "spectator" potion can distort other people's perception of the Extraordinary's height and hairstyle, this person is definitely not Miss "Justice" of the Tarot Society.

When Angel was observing the two, the tall man who was talking to the woman in a low voice quickly glanced over vigilantly. He quickly confirmed that someone was approaching him, stopped talking, and moved his body in front of the woman, blocking Angel. the way forward.

"Sorry, I'm here to make a deal. Is she Miss Justice?"

Angel didn't think of unnecessary conflicts. Seeing that the man was extremely vigilant, he stopped quickly and stretched out his hands from under the cloak to show that he was not threatening.

"She is, what's the matter with you?"

The man did not relax his vigilance, but replied with a sullen face.

He is about 24 or 25 years old, with short black hair, wearing a short black vest, a white shirt inside, and his legs look thin under slim trousers. If he hadn't undisguisedly carried a revolver on his waist, he would have looked a bit like a rich man. People's servants.

It seems that this is Miss "Justice"'s bodyguard. It's no wonder that she, a young woman who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, dares to appear in the trading market full of fish and dragons at night, and she can hire bodyguards with guns. This "Justice" She's as rich as Miss Justice of the Tarot Society...

Angel quickly analyzed the identities of the two. Seeing that the bodyguard's face was getting impatient, and it seemed that he was about to explode in the next second, he quickly introduced his identity.

"I'm the seller who left her a message on the message board this afternoon. I have a 'star crystal' for sale..."

Before Angel finished speaking, "Justice" poked his head out from behind the bodyguard and said excitedly:

"Great, I waited for a long time and thought you wouldn't come here again today."

"Sorry, I was delayed on the road, and I just went to the message board again."

Angel apologized perfunctorily, but she didn't take it seriously in her heart. The time frame for her message was as long as two hours, and the agreed time was not exceeded at this time.

"Shall we go somewhere quieter, or just trade here?"

Seeing that the other party did not continue to struggle with the issue of being late, she turned the topic back to the transaction.

"It's right here, pay with one hand and deliver with the other, with guards watching, we can rest assured."

"How many grams of 'Star Crystal' do you have?"

The one who answered was still Mr. Bodyguard. "Justice" seemed ignorant of the world, but he trusted this bodyguard.

Angel took out a few pieces of star crystals that had already been packed in cloth bags. Most of them were purchased at the trading market in Tingen City for the production of special bullets, and a small part was obtained from Old Neil last time. The balance after making bullets, due to different sources, the star crystal is also divided into four or five pieces of different sizes and shapes, a total of 40 grams.

Pour the crystal that exudes a little bit of starlight into the palm of his hand, Angel slightly stretched out his hand to show it to the other party, and then took it back.If these crystals were purchased from the "Dragon Bar" in Tingen City, they would be worth about 160 pounds, and she couldn't directly hand them over to other people.

"Hmm! It's the star crystal, that's right. It's the same as the one I bought this morning. How many are there?"

A smile came from the heart on the brown-haired girl's face, as if she saw the magic potion that she was about to drink through the starlight radiating from the star crystal.

She already bought part of it this morning?
Angel remembered that the magic potion of the "Seer" needed 50 star crystals. He thought that the quantity in his hand was not enough to make up what he needed, but he didn't expect that the other party had already bought part of it from other places, but he didn't know how much gap there was...

"There are 40 grams in total here, and they are sold for a total of 200 pounds. They are not sold separately."

Angel originally planned to add a little premium and sell it for around 180 pounds, but seeing that the buyer was so eager, she secretly raised the price a little.

The bodyguard opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the girl behind him nodded quickly: "Okay, no problem, I want everything."

"... Let's go over there and weigh it. If the weight is correct, the transaction will be completed."

The black-haired bodyguard's bargaining efforts were aborted, and he could only helplessly point to the public scale next to the gun-wielding guard.

Unexpectedly, the buyer was so straightforward, and Angel, who was ready to bargain back and forth, was also shocked.

"Okay... okay."

Several people moved to the table where the balance was placed, and under the earnest eyes of "Justice", Angel poured out the star crystal from the cloth bag and put it into one end of the balance, while the bodyguard carefully placed a weight of corresponding weight on the other side. .

"That's right, it's 40 grams."

The scales were balanced between four 4-gram weights and star crystals, much to the delight of the wide-eyed Justice.

It seems that the number of star crystals she lacks is roughly this amount...

Angel held the bag in one hand and spread the palm of the other hand. Instead of looking at "Justice", she looked at her bodyguard.

This innocent girl doesn't seem to be in charge of money at all.

The black-haired bodyguard tilted his head and looked at "Justice". After she nodded in agreement, he took out a wallet from the inner pocket of his vest, counted out 200 pounds, and exchanged them for the cloth bag containing the star crystal in Angel's hand.

After counting the banknotes in his hand carefully, and checking the watermarks one by one with the light, Angel put the banknotes in the inner pocket of his clothes and put them away: "No problem, I received the 200 pounds."

"Justice" also finished checking the star crystal with the help of the bodyguards, and the psychedelic starlight shone on her face, making the slightly immature face a little mysterious.

"I'm fine here."

The bodyguard still had that gloomy face, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his lady for completing the deal without bargaining, but after seeing "Justice" inspect the star crystal, he still nodded to Angel.

Both sides breathed a sigh of relief that the deal was successfully concluded, rather than fizzled out in disputes and suspicions.Seeing that "Justice" was still in high spirits, Angel took the opportunity to express the doubt in his heart: "Miss 'Justice', do you join an organization called 'Tarot Club'?"

"Tarot Society..."

The girl seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, her face was thinking first, and then turned to anger, "I did attend a private party called 'Tarot Club' before, which claimed to be some mysterious organization, but there were some strange people inside." A liar who pretends to understand, let me fund the research of those half-truths, half-truths, but cost a lot of magic rituals. If Mr. Wilson of the Church of the Storm hadn't exposed them, I would have been kept in the dark."

"But I liked the name they assigned me, so I kept it."

It seems that she is quite satisfied with the code name "Justice"... But as expected, this so-called "Tarot Club" is a counterfeit organization that specializes in deceiving rich young ladies with occult gimmicks. No wonder the local The Nighthawks did not continue to follow up after a round of investigation.

But speaking of it, the experience of this lady is somewhat similar to Miss Justice of the "Tarot Society". If "Justice" hadn't met Mr. Fool, me and the Hanged Man, she might have been tricked into some strange organization , spend money to buy a lesson, and even buy fake potions...

After learning that the "Tarot Club of Enmat Port Branch" was a counterfeit, Angel finally let go of the trace of worry in his heart, and with it came a sense of pride in the emergence of the "authentic Tarot Club".

"That's really thanks to this Mr. Wilson."

Angel echoed the other party's words, and gave a thumbs up to this well-meaning person who had never been masked, but helped him destroy the Tarot Society of the cottage.

(End of this chapter)