Chapter 102 Target
Menqi is a professional food hunter, and there is no mistaking it.
That red crystal-like narrow blade is exactly the poultry knife among the seven kitchen knives.
This is the first time she has seen the real thing.
· When she learned this information through Tuxun before, her favorite was the poultry knife among the seven kitchen knives, which can basically meet all the functions she needs when handling ingredients.
Unexpectedly, when I came to the tree cave to pick up a recipe for someone today, I was lucky enough to see a poultry knife.
"Old man, let me have a look, so that you won't lose any pieces of meat!"
Menqi’s narrowed eyes slowly opened again, and she adopted a coquettish tone.
Obviously, the two of them knew each other.
The old man refused to take any advice, and ignored Menqi's coquettishness. He stood up and sealed the red jade poultry knife into one of the cabinets, and then helped Menqi take out a yellowing recipe.
"Take your things and get out of here immediately."
His words were not polite, but when the old man put the recipe on the table, his movements were unusually gentle.
This is a normal behavior of the Shudong organization when returning items.
Men Qi curled her lips, knowing that the old man always valued rules, and he had no idea of touching the knife.
What's more, the old man had already solemnly put the poultry knife into the cabinet, let alone think about it.
Sighing in his heart, when Menqi picked up the recipe, he suddenly thought of the little girl in kimono he met just now.
Judging from the time point, this red jade sword may have been kept by the little girl in kimono.
Thinking of this, Men Qi suddenly ran towards the stairs.
"Old man, I'm leaving."
I didn't forget to say hello to the old man.
The old man frowned and did not respond.
The corridor of the pawn shop on the ground floor.
Men Qi rushed out of the basement, pushed open the iron door at the end of the corridor like the wind, and ran straight out of the pawn shop, but the little girl in kimono was nowhere to be seen.
"Have you left already..."
Menqi quickly scanned in every direction and found nothing.
Immediately, she turned her eyes and looked at the road ahead.
Before entering the pawn shop just now, I saw a gray car parked there, but now it has disappeared.
Menqi's nose twitched, and he could smell a bit of unburned gasoline in the air, and he felt confident.
"If I really find it, I might be able to buy it!"
Thinking of a certain possibility, Menqi's eyes lit up and he was about to investigate the information and movements of the car just now.
But then he thought about the promise to his friend...
Menqi picked up the yellowing recipe and looked at it, and raised his hand to scratch his forehead in discomfort.
You must do what you promise others.
With no choice but to restrain her impulse, Menqi first sent the recipe to her friend.
On city roads.
Gray cars weave in and out of traffic.
In the car, Moreau turned his head and glanced at the copper coin in Kurt's hand.
"If I accidentally lose this copper coin, won't I be able to get it back?"
With Curt's explanation, he has a basic understanding of how the "Tree Hole" operates.
Hearing Moreau's worry, Kurt said calmly: "The copper coin is a certificate for retrieving the thing, but the 'Tree Hole' has also considered the possibility of loss, so as long as the relationship between the person and the thing can be determined, even if there is no copper coin, the thing can be retrieved according to the wish."
At this point, Kurt paused and added: "But it takes time to verify identity. If you accidentally lose the copper coin, it will definitely be very troublesome to get it back."
"That's it."
Morrow nodded and hypothesized with interest: "If the appearance and figure of the owner of the thing are copied using 'thoughts', Curt, do you think you can steal the thing like this?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to think about it."
Colt’s reaction was lukewarm.
Okay, the topic is over.
Morrow smiled but didn't care.
After a while, the only sound in the car was the occasional voice of Curt pointing in the direction.
The city where he is currently located is at least four or five hours' drive away from Nolan's specific location.
If Moreau were to find it, it would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
Now that Kurt is a humanoid navigation system, all he has to do is concentrate on driving.
As for how Curt located Nolan's position, Curt did not take the initiative to explain, and of course Moreau would not be able to ask.
Even if he asked shamelessly, Kurt would not reveal it.
However, Moreau speculated that the ability to locate and find people is probably a more complex type of ability derived from humanoid paper-cutting.
"Today, we must resolve this matter."
Moro stared at the road ahead and thought silently in his heart.
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Mountains, forests, mansions.
In the gorgeous and luxurious hall.
There are three male abilities sitting on the sofa.
The man on the long sofa had a pair of thick dark circles on his face and was yawning constantly.
There is also one person sitting on the single sofas on the left and right sides.
The person on the sofa on the left has a thin body, with little flesh on his face, and his cheekbones are visible.
From the moment he entered the mansion to the time he sat down, he always had a kind smile on his face.
The person on the sofa on the right is a handsome young man, who is flipping through a book of photos and making weird laughter from time to time.
These three people are the most powerful ability user unit under Nolan's command - the fingers.
The man with dark circles is named Caleb Dento, ranked in the middle finger.
The man with a kind smile is named Adams Zeke, ranked on the ring finger.
The young man who is looking at the photo is named Luke Gambino, ranked on the pinky finger.
In the whole finger, the weakest one is the dead Leitona.
The strongest one is Luke, the young man who looks the most out of place.
He is Nolan's adopted son and has been Nolan's key training target since he was a child.
Caleb yawned and asked, "Why hasn't Amanda arrived yet?"
Amanda is the only woman on the finger, ranking on the index finger.
With the death of Thumb Leitona, she became the weakest among the fingers.
Adams pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and said: "Half an hour ago, she said she was being followed. I don't know if she has been solved or solved now."
“Haha.”
Adams smiled gently and said nothing.
At the same time.
In a semi-abandoned shopping mall.
There is a clothing store filled with mannequins.
Some of these mannequins are missing arms, and some are missing their heads.
The only thing they have in common is that they are all wearing all kinds of dirty and shabby clothes.
"What a troubled man."
Behind a headless dummy, a woman with bright makeup walked out.
This woman is Amanda, the index finger, looking at the door of the clothing store with cold eyes.
There stood a man wearing a white trench coat, with majestic features and a double chin.
Amanda looked at the man, her eyes were stern, but her tone of voice was quite gentle: "I am very busy now, and I have no time to pay attention to you, blacklisted professional hunter Pucidora."
(End of this chapter)