The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1304 A very good heuristic method

The God's Advent Project has ended for more than two months, and some information about the European events at that time has also been circulated among the public participants.
Hearing someone talking about this, Fangran subconsciously looked back,

At the bar that just passed by, there was an older participant who seemed to be very experienced. He spoke in a low voice like an old man who was talking about state affairs in a tavern in reality.

"what happened?"

"Ah it's okay."

Facing Celika's question, Fangran continued to follow her answer.

"But even if something happens in this period, for those big shots, it's just a small fight in the dark,"

"The two overlords are waiting now, and it is estimated that the conflict will not be fully revealed until the S-class night weapon scene comes."

S-class night machine scene.
Walking in the sci-fi bar, Fangran listened to the last discussion behind him,

Recalling the S-class night weapon that was closely related to him from the beginning of his awakening, until today, there is still no sign of it,
But the first appearance of something beyond A-level, this meaning still affects all aspects.

Looking past the participants with various appearances, skin colors, body shapes and temperaments, listening to the various conversations between them, followed Celika and walked inside,

Fangran soon saw Annabella sitting alone behind a bar.

"Where's the guy in the photo?"

Sitting directly next to her, looking at the robot behind the bar counter that turned to her, Celica casually ordered a glass of whiskey on the desktop that turned into a screen and asked,
"That quiet guy was staring at him."

Regarding her arrival, Annabelle answered with a look of disdain.

Sitting down next to the two of them, Xinqi watched the robot shaking the shaker like a bartender, thinking that anyway, he was thinking of ordering something while wearing sunglasses and taking off the mask.
The smell of alcohol floating in the tavern stimulated the nerves of excitement, Fangran looked at the two of them and asked eagerly:

"What shall we do next, look for a chance to catch him?"

"It doesn't matter whether we catch him or not. What we need to do next is to find a way to get information from this guy about the person who stole the oil exploration contract,"

Unexpectedly, it was not Celika who answered Fangran but Annabelle. With her face propped up, she calmly talked about how to deal with this situation,
"So the next thing we need to consider is to test whether he is the person who sold the equipment to that person, and how to judge that he is not lying after asking for information."

Turning her eyes around, Annabelle glanced at Fangran.

"And whether this is a trap."

"oh oh."

Unexpectedly, she gave such a detailed explanation. While Fangran expressed that he had been taught, he sighed in his heart that the senior wanderer thought everything through.
Then he raised his head and thought for a while, blinked his eyes and suddenly said excitedly:
"Leave it to me to test him later, I'm very good at this kind of thing."

Hearing this, Celica and Annabella were slightly surprised. Since the establishment of this team, as the only C-level in the team,
The guy who has always used his special ability to assist them has offered to take charge of the task.

At this moment, the man with brown hair and decorative glasses returned to the lobby of the tavern. He went straight to where several participants were and sat with them,
Lynn's silent figure also appeared quickly, and after seeing where Fangran and the others were,
He didn't come over, avoided attracting attention, and sat on the other side pretending not to know each other.

Seeing Michael's figure appear, the ice puck in the classical cup in Celica's hand shook, and he still spoke in that casual tone:
"Since you proposed it yourself, it's up to you. Simply test his attitude and vigilance. It doesn't matter if there is no result. We will solve the rest."

"I see, leave it to me,"

Hearing Celica's agreement, Fangran got up with a confident look, then turned around as if remembering something,

"Ah, by the way, lend me that device."

Catching Celica's tiny jamming device that bounced over like a coin, he walked towards Michael's place.

As if she didn't mind chatting with her under such circumstances, Annabella looked sideways at Fangran's back and asked Celica:
"What do you think he will do?"

Picking up the wine glass and drinking the pale yellow spirit, Celika replied in a soft voice without caring.

"It doesn't matter what you do."

With their three B-ranks, especially her high-ranking B-rank, dealing with a C-rank is a complete crush.

They can also use coercive means to control each other and ask for information about the person who stole the contract.

"Humph."

Unhappy with this boring answer, Annabelle snorted coldly and realized that she still didn't get along with her.

At the same time, in the tavern hall,

Among the sitting participants, Fangran's figure standing out was particularly conspicuous.

Perhaps normally speaking, here you should pretend to contact other participants at several tables, so as to avoid appearing that you are too purposeful and have ulterior motives.
Then get closer to the target, using the excuse of wanting to trade to get some technological equipment,

Make basic judgments by observing the other party's reaction by making indirect inquiries.

But after the beautiful singer and the sexy girl dancing on the dance floor through the central holographic projection, while the cleaning and drinking machines are constantly sliding,
Fangran's footsteps passed through tables and tables of participants, and walked straight to Michael's place without any deviation.

Ok?
Annabella was a little surprised by this direct action, and Lynn also looked at Fangran's position from a distance,
Then at the moment when Michael and the other three C-level males around him frowned at his sudden arrival and raised their eyes,
Fangran took out the miniature interference device and put it on the simple opening on the table:
"Excuse me, did you make this thing?"

——! ? ?
The simple and calm question made the surrounding air silent for a moment, and even Celica and Annabella in the distance showed a slightly stunned look of surprise,
None of them thought that Fangran was so confident that he was good at probing, so good at it.

In other words, this can no longer be called a trial! ?

Because of his sudden inquiry, they were stunned for a moment, and then several people reacted. Looking at the miniature interference device on the table, Michael changed color slightly,

And the face of a tall male companion next to him suddenly turned cold, and the dangerous aura of mana energy was released,

"We have no obligation to answer your mission questions, no matter who you are, you'd better leave immediately!"

The atmosphere condensed and tensed up immediately!
All of them were participants who were extremely keen on mana, and it seemed that everyone present put down their glasses of wine and were interested when they sensed the incident.
Slightly frowning at this scene, Celica was wary of the possibility of Michael taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

At the center of the incident, faced with the cold and unkind warning from the tall man,
Fangran continued to smile simply as if he didn't notice the bad atmosphere:
"I just want to know if this thing is"

Boom-!
But before he finished speaking, the tall man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he activated his ability to knock down the wine glass suddenly.
Punch him directly and fiercely!
In the distance, Annabella's expression turned cold and she couldn't help but want to make a move, but at the moment when the other participants thought that the C-rank kid who was alone would suffer a bit!
Lowering his figure and dodging his fists, as if he had been prepared for a long time, the black-haired figure raised his hand and hit him more fiercely,

Snapped! !

Crash-bang! ! !

A few meters away, the chandelier cracked out of thin air, and at the same time, a tall male figure smashed the wine bottle and flew into the aisle!

This sudden change that no one expected,

The most incredible of all, he didn't see the movement of the figure in front of him clearly at all, but Michael and the other two reacted almost instantly,

And the smell of alcohol stimulated the nerves, and the residual touch ignited the excitement. Watching the moment when the other three attacked him at the same time,

Various elements of foreign countries, bars, and participants came to mind, and the eyes were full of excitement and arrogance like sparks flying,
Fangran directly raised his foot and threw the wine table towards Michael!
In the next second, facing the light blade daggers and unknown abilities attacking one from the left and one from the right, the light of Yue Baiyao's left hand flashed, and the pupil of his right eye behind the sunglasses lit up brilliant gold!
The huge weapon clangs and cuts the iron-like light blade, and the brilliant golden pupil's analytical ability avoids the ability,

Sparks of light flickered for an instant confrontation,

[Sword card] [Fighting card] Intertwined powerful physical skills, caught the fleeting astonishment of the two C-levels, Fangran suddenly grabbed one by the collar like a beast and threw it wildly at the other!
And at this time, the wine table that was thrown from the sky could not be understood, but the line of sight was blocked for a second, and the companions who were both C-level and the other party fell down.

Seeing the opponent rushing towards him, Michael gritted his teeth and activated the shield at the moment when it was too late to fight back!
Just stop his attack
But this idea just hovered for a moment!
In the next second, Michael saw the black-haired figure in front of him facing his technological shield, and he raised his hand and grabbed it brazenly without retreating.

Then, the moment he touched the shield, a pitch-black round surface was formed, allowing his arm to pass directly through the shield!
boom---!
The impact exploded on the forehead, and at the moment Michael fell back to his seat,
He slammed his foot on the back of the sofa beside him, and a silver Beretta appeared out of nowhere in his right hand. Fangran raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at his head with a wanton chuckle.

It has to go beyond the publicity and recklessness when he was an executive officer, and all of them have become his whispered words at the moment.

"Can you answer my question now?"

(End of this chapter)