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Kentucky had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

I'll get ready and then go visit him.

"How's it going on your end?"

Gabriel's voice came from behind.

Kentie looked back and saw Gabriel, and... Melosin wearing a counterfeit Shadow Court agent uniform, and a security device.

"This is Agent Trosa, and this is Curve. This is Kentkey, who has come to find Dr. Moss's research base and data."

Gabriel then introduced the identities of both parties.

"Hello, Mr. Kentucky."

The curve emitted a dull sound.

"Hello, Curve."

The intelligence level of the curve is significantly higher than that of ordinary clockwork mechanisms.

I just don't know if it actually meets their expectations.

"Heh, you must be after Dr. Mosso's research data, right? You must be trying to steal Dr. Mosso's research data!"

"?"

Kentie looked at Torosa with a puzzled expression.

"Stop making baseless accusations. What do you mean by 'stealing'? We are a legitimate organization. It's true that we want the information, but we're doing it through proper channels. We're currently preparing to visit Dr. Mosso's granddaughter, Mrs. Merlot, to find clues and negotiate the transfer of authorization."

They're not fools; they have so many ways to achieve their goals, why do they have to choose the worst one right away?

Besides, Dr. Mosso's research materials are currently lost.

"Huh, is that so... a curve!"

"Tests have shown that Mr. Kentkey was not lying."

The sound of the curve caught Kentkey's eye.

After experiencing it firsthand, I discovered that the lie detection function of the curve is probably not a pre-programmed performance as the newspapers claimed.

"Alright, Torosa, stop being so suspicious. Isn't that why you agreed to come out with the curves?"

"Um...I...I didn't!"

Torosa lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

Kentie looked at Gabriel.

"It's been almost thirty years, and the curve has aged considerably. Many components are nearing their design limits. However, the curve's structure is unique, and there's a lack of relevant data, making it difficult to maintain. Agent Torosa also doesn't have enough Mora."

"I see." Kentucky nodded, indicating that he understood.

"That's perfect, let's go visit Mrs. Merlot together."

"Walk."

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"Are you also here to find my grandfather's research materials?"

Melo acted as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"Yes."

“My grandfather didn’t leave me any information about his research base. I have no idea where his data is. If you want it, go find it yourselves. Once you find it, take it. Anyway, I don’t know how to study it, so this data is useless to me.”

Melo repeated to Kentkey and his group what she had said countless times before.

"Please think carefully, did Dr. Mosso not tell you anything or leave anything behind?"

"No, he only left me a picture and a message, nothing else."

"Do you remember these words? Could you show us this picture?"

"Of course, Grandfather said..."

As he spoke, Melo took out a pocket watch, opened the cover, and inside was a small drawing left by Dr. Mosso.

"It doesn't seem like anything's wrong."

Dr. Mosso's words also left people completely baffled.

"Please show me the picture."

Before Kentie could finish speaking, Curve suddenly asked to see some pictures.

"?"

Kentie, not understanding why, handed over the picture.

The curve points the picture directly at the sun.

Gradually, a map appeared.

"This is... a map of the research base?"

Everyone present, including Gabriel and Melo, was greatly shocked.

A problem that had remained unsolved for nearly thirty years was solved so easily?

The reason they couldn't find their target was because they hadn't included the curve, so they hadn't figured out the answer.

"Then let's get going without delay."

Torosa was the first to react and started to walk outside, following the curve.

"Wait a moment!"

Kentie called out to Torosa.

"Mrs. Merlot, are you sure you still stand by your previous position and want to give up Dr. Mosso's data? If you are certain about your right to inherit the data, then we can offer to buy it from you. We've heard that your family has indeed encountered some difficulties recently."

Earlier, Melo said they could take it if they wanted.

He had to double-check, especially since Gabriel and Troisa were both there.

Melo was clearly just recovering from the shock.

“I’m sure. I don’t understand this research, and I never expected it to benefit me. I’m doing just fine now. In fact, it’s a distant childhood memory for me. That’s it. Take it if you want.”

It was as if Dr. Mosso's information was a hot potato to Melo; even though the location was clear and it was clear that he could make a fortune from it, Melo still chose to give it away.

Kentucky paused for a moment.

"Okay, thank you for your kind words. This is our business card. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, no matter what the problem is, you can contact us using the methods shown on this card."

Melo hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it.

"I hope I'll never need it."

Chapter 190 Only the Core

"Hehe, I told you, we'd definitely find this place if we followed them."

Inside Dr. Mosso's research base, a sharp voice rang out from behind everyone. Without saying a word, Kentkey and his group immediately drew their weapons, found cover on the spot, and pointed in the direction from which the voice came.

In the blink of an eye, only Troisa, Curve, and Gabriel remained on the open space.

"Hey, did you have to react so quickly?"

Torosa stared wide-eyed at the Kentish group who had hidden themselves away.

She stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

The curves silently unfolded some weapon modules.

Gabriel's expression was somewhat somber.

"You Fools really do have spies everywhere."

"Thank you for the compliment. To be honest, we don't want any fighting on Fontaine's territory, especially if it involves you two. So, you'd better leave here quietly."

Gabriel and Torosa are backed by the official Fontaine government, so it's best not to provoke them unless absolutely necessary.

"It seems you're determined to steal our data."

Kentucky's voice came from behind a rock.

As he spoke, he secretly gestured to his team members.

Upon receiving the signal, the team members began taking turns providing cover and donning their gear.

A small, matte black briefcase quickly unfolded, forming a portable, powered mechanical exoskeleton.

"What do you mean by your information? Ms. Melo made it very clear that if you want it, you can take it. She didn't say it was a gift for you. Naturally, it belongs to the capable."

Take the battery and bulletproof insert out of the backpack, install them, and the program starts.

"Are you so sure you're the capable one?"

"Hehe, old man, let me tell you, obtaining Dr. Moso's research data was an order personally given by the Executive Officer."

He is also an executor of the Fools.

Kentucky cursed inwardly.

Why are there executives everywhere?

Are all the executors of the Fatui sect this idle?

"What if we don't allow it?"

"Then I'm sorry."

The musketeers of the Fools raised their elemental muskets.

The Fools of Fontaine are not under the Doctor's jurisdiction, and the Doctor has little interaction with them, so naturally he would not hand over the equipment used in the Inazuma experiment to them.

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