The red moon returns

Chapter 176 I am a money addict

A farce.

Lynch estimated that banker Dunglars immediately pointed the finger at him after he realized that the custody items were missing. He probably did not really think that Lynch had stolen the things, but just wanted to find a bully scapegoat to share the political pressure of the lost custody items. , and then slowly find ways to compensate customers for their losses.

Unexpectedly, the scapegoat was even more vicious than him, like kicking a snowman on a fire hydrant.

This made Lynch very lucky. Fortunately, he had worked hard enough to earn the status of a consultant to the Governor's Mansion, so that he could suppress Dunglars. If he had still been the ordinary cultural relics detective who had just traveled through time, he would have been caught long ago. In jail, I don’t know how long it will take to clear my name.

For this reason, he couldn't let things go like this, otherwise once he left the impression that he was weak and could be bullied, anyone would dare to step on him in the future, and it would be difficult to change his mind at that time.

The signs must be killed at the source, and through a non-fatal farce, they can extort a large amount of money from the other party and let everyone know that if they offend themselves, they will be bitten back, and the bite will be quite painful, so that if anyone does anything wrong again Before you think about it, you have to weigh it carefully and decide whether you are willing to pay the price.

Yes, my actions have deep meaning, and I am definitely not just greedy for the fifty pounds. I am honest in my heart.

【Pfft...】

'Don't laugh, take a good look at your scenery. '

Lin Qi stopped thinking in his mind, curled his lips secretly, and quickly fled from here.

Lynch almost choked to death. He held it in for a long time before pressing the blood vessels on his forehead: "Forget it, a qualified Rand gentleman will not quarrel with the goddess." Please give me your opinion first. Is it reasonable for me to run into trouble when I go out? '

A liar and thief who carries at least three rare objects and has a deep understanding of the Kingdom of Salt in the New World, a priceless and widely implicated ruby, and the princess of the Kingdom of Salt who comes to study abroad, just listen to a few words. If you only have one factor, you will know how troublesome this matter is.

[Well, it's possible. 】

This is the law that Mrs. Bessie repeatedly reminded herself of, but she never paid enough attention to it.

I hope it works. Why is this kind of trouble suddenly staring at me? Is it another adverse reaction from the Road to Immortality, or is it another group of rats from the League of Shadows who are behind it?

'So, whether or not the person perceives the mystery is not the decisive factor. The result of the perception itself fundamentally determines whether to establish a connection. I understand, so when I sensed the three strange objects, I had already established a connection with the event, that is, I was ridiculed by the event. However, if I pretended not to know and took the initiative to stay away, it was still possible to cut off the established connection. '

Lin Qi was startled and quickly understood the implication of his neighbor's words.

Thinking back now, if I had not noticed the three strange objects, I would have been as confused as Dunglars. It was precisely because of my high inspiration that I sensed the existence of the strange objects that I could further detect that there was something wrong with the identity of the liar. This creates the possibility of further in-depth contact with the mystery.

With annoyance in his heart, Lin Qi secretly asked: 'Neighbor. '

'But I didn't tell anyone about the strange object I detected, and I didn't show it to anyone. Why was I still contacted? '

【I'm looking at my scenery, please don't disturb me. 】

'It turns out that this is the price of the high inspiration you mentioned. '

Now that the trouble was slapped directly on his face, Lynch still wanted to struggle and try to stay out of the incident, so he left the scene as quickly as possible, hoping to cut off the connection with the incident.

【Um. 】

[It makes sense, Lynch. Although you do have a strong attraction to mystery, it is mainly your own problem. Don’t forget what the source of the mysterious incident is. 】

Mystery begins with perception.

[Mystery comes from dreams, and dreams come from the soul, Lynch. 】A faint sigh came from the consciousness, 【Note, the mystery comes from perception, not from performance. 】

[You are not a member of this world, neighbor. 】

Hiss, why does the goddess still hold grudges? She promised that God loves the world.

'Then what are you waiting for? Run away. '

He hurriedly stopped a taxi, even a twelve-penny box taxi, and left this land of right and wrong as quickly as possible.

Target, Crown District, Bessie's Magic Item Shop. Calculating the time, Mrs. Bessie's suspension period should have ended, and Lynch had long thought of paying a visit. After all, she almost died at the hands of the Abyss Webweaver because she helped him, so she should come and express her gratitude in person.

What's more, the ability I just got, Dying Resonance, is not as easy to learn as the two hidden initial abilities. It is said that it requires a lot of auxiliary facilities.

Sure enough, the prop shop had been renovated and reopened. The dark lights in the dark shop were dimly lit, and the surrounding area exuded an ancient and stale smell, adding a bit of mystery to the room.

He is worthy of being one of the top mystics in Rhine City. Even the place where he is located is so antique and full of the sense of time. It is really... huh? No, wasn’t it just blown up and all newly renovated? Why does every piece of furniture look like an antique?

Thinking about it in his mind, Lynch saw the red-haired lady again.

A woman full of mature charm, biting a white lady's pipe, her blurred eyes always seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, exuding a mysterious attraction.

"Mrs. Bessie, please help us."

The speakers were a middle-aged couple, dressed dignifiedly and elegantly, but looking quite anxious, with their upper bodies almost leaning into the counter:

"We have tested every room according to your instructions, and there are no special changes in the test strips."

"Isn't that good? It means your house is fine. It's clean and safe."

"However, my wife still has nightmares every night, and she always feels uneasy when she is awake, as if someone is watching her. And my daughter also ran out at night wearing heavy makeup, as if she was a different person. Same thing, if I ask her during the day, she doesn’t know anything, as if she is sleepwalking.”

That was just sneaking out for a date in the middle of the night. Lynch secretly rolled his eyes, but Mrs. Bessie said with a solemn expression: "That means there is a real problem. But it doesn't matter, don't be nervous, the filth that bothers you is relatively weak, and you can definitely deal with it with this."

As he spoke, he took out a small statue and pushed it across the counter with his pipe: "This is the sacrificial statue of the Nikru Dynasty of the Fourth Age. It is full of sacred aura and is naturally capable of restraining filth. Take it back and place it in the most secret place in the room. place, after three days, the filth will naturally disappear, and my wife’s symptoms will disappear accordingly.”

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Bessie. This statue is very precious."

"Not expensive, ten pounds."

Ok?

"Huh, okay, it's pretty cheap."

Um? ?

Relaxation and relief appeared on the faces of the middle-aged couple. They hurriedly counted out the ten-pound notes and placed them respectfully in front of Mrs. Bessie. Then, as if they were worried that she would regret it, they picked up the statue and turned away.

"Well, if my archeology hadn't learned anything about dogs, the statue just now must be no more than six months old, and it doesn't have any mysterious properties on it."

"It's made to order by a handicraft shop in the River Valley area. It's a shilling a piece. Do you have any objections?"

"Hey, this is more profitable than robbery."

"Robbery is not so safe." The red-haired lady puffed out the cigarette and said leisurely, "They most likely have psychological problems that produce auto-suggestion. This thing is enough to offset their auto-suggestion. If the problem still cannot be solved, It shows that they are really threatened by strange and dirty things. The statue was originally a test treatment and a part of solving the problem. It will not delay their treatment. As for the money... they are willing to give it, and I have no grudge against the money, so why not accept it? Are you satisfied? You are as rigid as that woman Natalie, focusing on trivial matters."

"She is a police officer, so of course she has to care about it."

"how about you?"

"I'm a money addict."

"Pfft, that's good. I'm satisfied. I forgive you for almost tricking me to death." The red-haired lady said lazily, "What do you want to do today?"

Lin Qi carefully handed over the mysterious document that was not yet warm.

"Hiss, the power of death, and it is such a weird ability."

Mrs. Bessie looked at Lynch thoughtfully:

"Okay, come with me."

(End of this chapter)