Game of Destiny: This player is different.

[Special effect: Passively increase the wearer's resistance to dark attribute pollution]

[Remarks: Collect all four pieces of armor on the head, chest, hands, and legs to activate the suit effect]

"Is the suit effect equivalent to adding an additional special effect on the basis of the original special effect?"

Qin Nuo rubbed the gray-white mask with a long beak in his hand, muttering to himself.

After inquiring about the price of the whole set, he returned the crow mask to the merchant.

"Don't you need it?"

The other party asked.

Qin Nuo shook his head.

If wanted, but score priorities.

The limited shillings need to be spent on more urgent needs.

"How much is the cheapest material? I mean the material for making exorcism weapons."

Under the two gazes, Qin Nuo revealed his real purpose.

cheapest material?

The businessman lowered his head and buried his face deeply in the scarf.

It seems to be thinking about memories.

After a short wait, he answered: "Bottled mercury, the basic material for the workshop to create exorcism gun bullets.

Each bottle weighs 1 lb and costs 50 shillings. "

"It's not ordinary mercury, is it?"

"No."

With that said, a glass bottle was handed to Qin Nuo.

There is no item description, but you can feel some extraordinary elements contained in it just by touching it.

Playing with the glass bottle, Qin Nuo asked the merchant in a negotiating tone: "Is there any discount for bulk purchase? For example, buy 10 bottles and get 10 free?"

"Cough cough...cough."

Tesla, who was watching, coughed dryly immediately.

The businessman was also taken aback.

It seems that I have never seen such unlimited customers.

After a few seconds, Fang Nana said, "50 shillings is the lowest price, and there are no promotions."

Well, I'm just asking.

Qin Nuo pursed his lips and began to take out the money.

It's been four days since Tuesday.

During the period, the detective agency's entrustment fee was too low, and Roman borrowed 1000 shillings, so the main source of income was the Night Watchman Office.

Like a baby, he took out the bulging money bag, and poured out all the coins inside.

Except for a small amount of gold pounds, most of them are shillings and the smallest unit of measurement, pence.

Each one is the hard-earned money he earned day and night.

"A total of 176 pounds 13 shillings and 3 pence,"

Qin Nuo looked at the merchant.

The latter immediately reported a number: "74 bottles of mercury, order now and deliver to the office or your residence tomorrow at the latest."

50 shillings * 95% off * 74 bottles = 3515 shillings, there is no miscalculation.

"Wait, my task reward hasn't been settled yet."

Qin Nuo raised his hand to stop the businessman, and turned to look at Tesla: "The reward of Chateau Raul."

"Finance is closed today, no remuneration will be settled."

"No, I'm working daily, so I need to pay now."

How come I've never heard of this saying?

The corners of Tesla's eyes twitched slightly. Considering that this kid still has value in wooing him, he could only explain patiently: "I really can't pay you for settlement on non-working days. This is a rule set by the department."

"Rules are dead, people are alive.

My good friend Roman is dying and needs this money. "

Qin Nuo shouted dissatisfied.

"Then you still use all the money to buy materials?!"

"I'll sell it on the black market, can't I make a little difference?"

Come on, I believe you are to blame.

Tesla was speechless.

Chapter 362 After dark (44), debt collection

After a lot of pushing and pulling, Tesla finally didn't hold back, and paid 800 shillings in advance for the task.

Counting the 95% discount and the credit in the name of the captain of the night watchman, a total of 100 bottles of mercury were purchased.

The money owed has to be settled when the merchant arrives next week.

So far, all the savings have been basically spent, and there are only three pitiful 3p coins left in the purse.

"To this address."

Qin Nuo wrote a note and handed it over: "Can it be delivered before dark?"

The businessman glanced at him and nodded silently.

After confirming that there were no other purchase needs, he carried an exaggeratedly large backpack and ended the transaction.

"What do you buy so much mercury for?"

When the office returned to calm, Tesla wondered: "The production process of the workshop has never been passed on to the outside world, even if you buy the corresponding materials, others will not be able to imitate it."

"Don't be limited by established rules."

Qin Nuo waved his hand casually, and changed the topic: "Old Te, do you have any more money-less cases? Give me another one."

"Are you crazy?"

Tesla picked up his pipe and took a deep breath: "The night watchman can handle up to two abnormal events every week, and you have handled five consecutive cases so far.

Even factory machines need rest and maintenance. "

"It's okay, I can stand it."

Qin Nuo insisted.

"You can't stand it."

Tesla denies it.

"It's worth it."

"You can't stand it!"

"It's worth it."

Tesla looked at Qin Nuo, his eyes revealed a deep desire for something, which moved him.

Sighing helplessly, he spit out a few smoke rings: "You completed the commission too fast, I don't have so many cases on hand."

Qin Nuo's eyes flashed a gloomy look: "So there is no such thing now?"

"Are you in a hurry to make money?"

"That's it."

"I contacted other colleagues to ask, maybe there is a high-paying commission."

Tesla made a gesture and stood up: "Where do you live? I'll send someone to notify you if there is news."

After rewriting the address given to the merchant, Qin Nuo left the Night Watchman's office.

...

Oak Street, one of the middle class residences.

Qin Nuo, who left the office, did not return to the detective agency, but turned directly to arrive here.

reason--

He now has a debt to pay.

Jingle Jingle.

The wind chimes on the door are crisp and melodious, echoing in the empty and quiet room.

"Welcome to Duncan Private Law Firm, may I help you?"

The man behind the table quickly put away a handful of shillings and welcomed Qin Nuo with a smile.

In the dimness, Qin Nuo approached the desk, and it appeared under the light coming in from the glass, and the outline was clearly reflected.

Without saying anything, he took out two things from his pocket and patted them on the table.

A flintlock and a nameplate representing the identity of the temporary Night's Watch.

Retired exorcist Smith Duncan's eyes fell on Qin Nuo's hand, and he couldn't help but shouted as his pupils contracted: "Oh, it's actually Lord Night Watchman."

Along with the feigned surprise, there was also vigilance. He recognized that the flintlock gun on the table was the one that was sold a few days ago.

I still remember the scratches on the side of the grip clearly.

Moreover, the object of sale is a detective.

Detective, night watchman.

The two identities who do not confront each other in name but have an ambiguous relationship secretly appear at the same moment.

An emotion called "unease" immediately arose in Duncan's heart.

This night watchman, he will never lie to him for help...

With a jolt, he suddenly realized something, and the vigilance in his heart reached its peak.

On the face, there was an opposite kindness and kindness: "I don't know what is the reason for your visit?

I want to use your identity, because I don’t need a lawyer, hahaha..."

There was laughter in the room, but only Duncan was laughing.

Qin Nuoru stood upright in place like a black-faced god, and the black eyes under the deer hunting hat remained silent.

Duncan felt even more uneasy.

He had to think of a gecko surviving and docking its tail, and said proactively: "Do you need to buy mercury bullets?

I have exactly 10 here, all of which are given to you.

Hope these bullets will help you shoot that nasty ghoul. "

"anything else?"

"What else?"

Duncan showed just the right hint of doubt.

Acting skill is no less than Rochester's best cabaret actors.

"The price difference for the exorcism gun, I will help my friend get back the 857 shillings."

"He's lying, I only made 500 shillings!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Duncan's heart sank into the abyss.

He guessed right.