Jiang Jiuan looked down at the raisins in his hand.

He looked up at the man in front of him.

He looked down at the raisins in his hand.

He looked up at the man in front of him.

“......?"

This, what does this raisin mean? ⊙_⊙

Are you trying to bribe me?

Which cadre cannot withstand such a test!

Jiang Jiuan smothered off the raisins, "There is something to say, there is something to say." Let's make friends (* ́∀')"

This raisin is so sweet.

Would love to take another bite.

"Hey." The man laughed and took out a handful of food from his arms, which seemed to be made from various grains kneaded.

"My name is Miramin."

Miramin?

Boy.

Miramo, Miramo, Miramin.

Are you putting this on hold?

Your names are only one word, right, what a strange family custom.

But since the other party signed up, he must also return one to show respect.

Jiang Jiuan said seriously: "My name is Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie on the side: ?

Min didn't notice Xia Youjie's strange face on the side, and really thought that Jiang Jiuan was called Xia Youjie.

"Brother Xia You, look at your appearance, looking for something?"

Jiang Jiuan covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Yes, I guessed accurately."

"Hehe, that's right."

Min Yi digged into his pocket.

This pocket is obviously a storage device, and there is no bottom in it. As soon as Min took it casually, he took out dozens of notes from it.

He shook the notes and smiled confidently.

"Let's just say that the Mila family has professional intelligence information, and professional intelligence has been responsible for 100 years!" I dare to pack tickets, only what you don't want to know, no Mira intelligence doesn't have!

"Even if you want to catch a Doraemon and a Tyrannosaurus to do a swing dance, we can all tell you about it!"

"Teenager, don't miss it when your heart is moved, don't let yourself regret it because of a momentary worry."

"Our family's intelligence has an insurance mechanism, and if the information is not accurate, double compensation!"

"Boy, heartwarmed? Heart is better than action, tell me what you need, buy a piece of intelligence. "

Min made a wink.

Jiang Jiuan: ......

When Min first arrived, he thought he was here to collect debts.

When he took out the raisins, he thought he had come to gloat his sister.

But now, Jiang Jiuan saw the true face of Min.

Ya's, it turned out to be a salesman, and it was incomparably like an advertisement.

It's almost a sentence that the explosion rate is really high.

Jiang Jiuan really wanted to ask if there was a way to stab 999?

It's just that I'm afraid that Min will say with his backhand: Yes!

"Hmm... Min, let's just say, our Mila family intelligence network... Paper all the time?

Jiang Jiuan asked tentatively.

Min smiled disdainfully: "The amount of intelligence of our Mira family can cover the heavenly dome at the top and cover the four fields at the bottom, like a mighty river."

"If we have to write it down with our brains, it can be done, but there will be a certain error." As an enterprise with a good reputation, no error can be dissolved. "

Paper is the best carrier."

When he said this, Min was clearly proud of the ability of his intelligence network to gather.

After all, in order to prevent theft, most intelligence traffickers generally burn the information after reading it and keep it in their minds.

Therefore, the basic conditions for becoming an intelligence trafficker are: good memory, and absolute clarity in remembering every piece of information.

But their intelligence traffickers in the Mila family don't need it!

They can write down on paper!

First of all, they have too much information to remember with their brains.

Secondly, who dares to steal their intelligence? Tired of being crooked, right?

Jiang Jiuan looked at the proud Min in front of him and was very moved.

"But if you write it down on paper, how do you know where the information I want is?"

"Oh, although we wrote it down on paper, the general content of each intelligence is still clear, and it can be selected very quickly."

"It's worthy of Mila's family, the intelligence is still written on paper, it's too powerful, it's too convenient..."

Jiang Jiuan was shocked!

"yes, I think it's convenient too." Min flicked the note in his hand slightly, "But it's not so easy to become an intelligence trafficker, and we also need to have a superior memory."

Jiang Jiuan nodded, indicating that he agreed and agreed again.

You mean it's easy to retrieve.

However, I mean stealing seems very convenient.

Forget it, anyway, both of us find it convenient, presumably such a generous and handsome person will definitely not mind.

Let's take a shallow peek.

Jiang Jiuan glanced at the note Min was holding.

Min seemed to feel Jiang Jiuan's gaze and smiled:

"Brother Xia You, we are all numbered paper balls, no need to doubt the truth of what I just said." Of course, if you're peeking, then take back your gaze as well.

"We have top-of-the-line privacy paper, and we can't see anything without opening it."

Jiang Jiuan clapped his hands and praised: "Powerful."

"This paper technology is very high!"

"It cost a lot of money."

Min sighed.

Top privacy paper, who idle egg pain to do this kind of thing?

Having this kind of thing only shows that the wealth is strong.

Now, of course, it seems to be working.

But you are anti-privacy to anti-privacy, you are only ordinary eyes, can you prevent my super blue light perspective Pro max eyes?

Jiang Jiuan coughed.

There was no news about the Red Sword, most of the news in Min's hands was about treasures, and unfortunately, he didn't need those things.

So after thinking about it, Jiang Jiuan spoke:

"Min, I'm looking for news of a red sword now... Maybe not one, but it's about the red sword.

"This red sword has something to do with scams."

"How much is this intelligence worth?"

Min still laughed when he heard the front.

Red sword?

What treasure does it seem?

I don't know if it's the first place on the divine weapon spectrum of the group of idle egg-sore guys, or what kind of natural divine weapon it is.

But when he heard the word scam, he frowned.

Red Sword related to scams....

No way? It won't be the one, right?

"Well, I need to confirm that the scam you are talking about is..." Jiang

Jiuan pointed to the sky without speaking.

Min understood.

"This intelligence ... I have.

"But it's very expensive, it's ridiculously expensive, I can't judge the value, I can only bid on your own and then I'll see if I can accept it." Are you sure you're out?

Jiang Jiuan nodded: "Of course."

"However, you accept intelligence in exchange, right?"

In exchange of intelligence, the two sides exchange information that the other does not have.

This operation should only be used against people you trust, because people who don't trust are generally likely to slip away with information.

Jiang Jiuan was not worried that Min would slip away after taking the information.

Because he can't slip away.

When Min heard this, his brows stretched: "Of course I accept it, but are you sure you have information that is outside the coverage of our intelligence network?"

"This is my new first-hand message."

"Okay, you first give this intelligence a key word, let me see if I am interested."

Min came interested.

Those who dared to exchange intelligence in front of him had before.

But they are all clowns who exchange repetitive intelligence.

Min's intelligence collection speed is very fast, it can be said that as long as it is a big thing, first-hand intelligence must be in his hands.

What important information can the Xia You brothers give that he has not obtained, and this information can even be compared with the red sword?

With this level of intelligence, Min confidently mastered it all.

So he really wanted to hear what Jiang Jiuan could say.

At this moment, Jiang Jiuan was carefully thinking about how to summarize a word.

Two strong people reverse the felling scam? Or did the previous heavy rain not fall naturally?

"Mira Feng, do you know?" Jiang Jiuan said with a smile.

Min raised his eyebrows: "You said the ancestor?

"The ancestor has long been gone, and all the information he left in the world is already in our hands. Did you get anything new?

Hearing the words "the ancestor has long gone," Jiang Jiuan instantly concluded that the value of his intelligence was shocking.

Good fellow, someone who should have died suddenly reappeared, and even said a bunch of inexplicable things after a fight with himself before leaving.

This is even

more outrageous than Doraemon learning to fly Thor.

"Kaede, he was alive yesterday."

"What did you say?" The pupils constricted.

Deceptive.

This was his first reaction.

But as an intelligence trafficker, Min has a special pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that can see through the real and false. He could see that Jiang Jiuan was not lying.

岷:ヾ( ́A')ノ゚

what ghost? The ancestors are still alive?

"I don't believe it, I need more concrete evidence." Min said without believing in evil.

Although he said that he did not believe in words, he actually believed eight points in his heart.

Because his eyes can see through the truth and falsehood, not only to distinguish between the other party's honesty and lying, but also through the "silk thread" behind the other party

, through self-deception to tell the truth, in Min's eyes is a lie.

Only when the other party is absolutely sure that the information is true, and the causal private limits behind it are also affirming that the other party's words are true, then the eyes will judge it as true.

Jiang Jiuan spread his hands:

"If you want to know what happened, please pay to listen to the lecture."

The meaning is probably that:

Lao Tzu is hanging your appetite, waiting for you to take the bait, and pay for it.

For the second time in his life, Min experienced the feeling of being pitted.

The first time was pitted by Mio.

That's why he said to Jiang Jiuan that he did a beautiful job after his sister was deceived.

But Min knows this information, and he must get it.

"Okay." Min sighed softly.

"Do you say it first, or do I say it first?"

"Let me say it first."

Jiang Jiuan's move undoubtedly expressed his trust in Min.

He raised his hand slightly, and he blocked the others in this space, only he Jiang Jiuan and Min could hear each other.

"It was a dark and windy night, and I, timid and pitiful and helpless, accidentally stepped into a strange civilization..."

After listening to the cause of the matter, Min let out a long breath.

At the same time, he also understood the reason why Jiang Jiuan wanted to look for clues to the red sword.

"The prop that can control life and death in the painting at will is called the Skydome Map." Min muttered.

Skydome map?

Jiang Jiuan raised his eyebrows.

"There is also that mechanical heart, which has the ability to control ten thousand ghosts, and that thing is called the heart of the heavenly dome, which is generally used to store energy, and the energy that can be stored is beyond the limit."

"And the last red sword..."

Min paused slightly, organizing the language.

"Now I can tell you what that sword is."

"But it can't be said yet, it needs a little means."

Min raised his hand slightly, took out a small mechanical watch, and threw it into the sky.

The mechanical watch exploded in an instant, turning into countless streamers and scattering into the sky, forming an invisible barrier.

This barrier is absolutely indistinguishable from Jiang Jiu'an and Min Yutiandi.

"Okay, now we can talk." Min glanced at the countdown of the mechanical watch in the sky and spoke a little faster.

"That red sword is nameless, rootless, useless, and will only appear at the right time."

"In the same way, in due time, that sword will become famous, rooted, and useful."

"As for what the name, what the root, and what the use is, it all depends on the person who gets the sword."

"The ancestor's sword is called Feng, and the sword has the same name as a person. The root is above the heavenly dome, and I don't know exactly where.

"And because this sword came from above the heavenly dome, the ancestor, all kinds of objects and props he made in the future, were named the heavenly dome."

"As for the usefulness of that sword."

Min hesitated, as if he wanted to say, "Actually, I don't know."

But after thinking about it for a while, I decided to say it.

He said word by word.

"This sword destroys the sky."

Jiang Jiuan's heart beat suddenly!

Appeared, appeared!

The plot of the handsome male protagonist in the second middle school! Against the sky! Cut the sky! Oh my God!

Wait, what happened to the heavens, you have to treat the heavens like this....

Jiang Jiuan complained in his heart.

While he was waiting for the following, Min suddenly propped up his chin and said proudly:

"As for why you want to cut the sky, it's another piece of information."

Jiang Jiuan:?

I lean, I told you so carefully!

"Your information is useless to me, but you need my information very much, this is not a fair deal, so..."

Jiang Jiuan silently raised his hand.

Silent cohesion spell.

Silently gathered it into a sharp knife.

Then silently rested on Min's neck.

Jiang Jiuan raised his eyebrows.

"So what?"

Min cold sweat direct.

If it was outside, he would not be afraid.

But in this small enchantment isolated from the outside world, no one knows what will happen.

"Well, so I should have added money, but I'm in a pretty good mood today, so I'll tell you."

Min coughed.

"The National Games battlefield is a scam, you should have known this for a long time, and you already knew it the moment you entered the National Games battlefield."

"Willingly trapped in the battlefield of national fortune because you have a civilization that needs to be saved."

"The National Games Battlefield is like the owner of a Colosseum, just to watch you fight each other and get pleasure."

"But it's not like this, if the battlefield of the national fortune is just to watch your fight, then it can't be called a scam."

"But what exactly is this scam?"

"That's the other, eh..."

Min suddenly remembered, still having a knife around his neck.

Quickly changed his words, as if braking sharply: "This is another story!"

"The National Movement Battlefield is actually a prison cage, and this prison cage will do more harm than good to the native residents of our National Movement Battlefield, so the ancestor wants to destroy the sky."

"And the National Games battlefield for you competitors, some of the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, some are more disadvantages than the benefits, and I don't know the rest."

Jiang Jiuan laughed and lowered his hand: "Didn't you say that your intelligence network knows everything?"

Min pouted:

"I know that these partial and important news is known, not so specific."

Jiang Jiuan thought for a while, and suddenly spoke.

"Is it because you are not level enough to know these messages?"

This conjecture is possible.

After all, intelligence must be the higher the position, the more people know.

Min is Mio's older brother, which is logically the child of the patriarch of the Mira family, and he knows more for sure.

But certainly no patriarch knows specific. After

Jiang Jiu'an raised this possibility, he was silent for an instant.

In a moment, the scene became audible.

Jiang Jiuan and Min widened their eyes and stared at each other, strangely silent.

"Isn't it?" Jiang Jiuan was surprised.

Min deflated, "Is there a possibility, I am the patriarch." Jiang

Jiuan: ???

Mio isn't? Not the child of the patriarch, not the eldest official second generation ....

Aren't you his brother?

He, she, you, you, me, me this....

Jiang Jiuan's brain was instantly chaotic, and in an instant, his brain traveled all the processes that humans began with orangutans.

Exploded! It's really going to blow up! What kind of bloody plot is this!

Dare to ask what is the situation of your family?

For a moment, Jiang Jiuan only felt that the red sword was not important.

"Dare to ask... What is the specific situation? "

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