An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

But even if Hui Yuan Ai provided such clues, it would not be easy to find that car.

Because the Internet is just emerging in the era they are living in now, and there are not many cameras placed on the streets.

It is obviously not realistic to use the Internet to find Gin's car, so Kraft changed his mind.

He approached those intermediary companies that sell second-hand cars and charged them a lot of money, saying that he wanted to buy a black Porsche 356A. If the owner refused, he also hoped that they could provide some information and he would pay a sum of money. Substantial information fees.

Stimulated by the money, the car brokers in Tokyo almost turned out all their strength, and soon found Gin Jiu's head.

And Gin quickly realized that something was wrong. Although people would usually come to ask him to buy this antique car, the strange frequency and persistence are obviously abnormal.

So after being entangled by the intermediary again, he directly drew his gun.

After asking about Kraft's existence from the intermediary's mouth, Gin shot down the unlucky guy with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting...this style...FBI? CIA?"

"Brother, are we going to trouble that guy next?"

After disposing of the dead body of the unlucky intermediary, Vodka approached Gin and asked.

"Of course... However, the opponent is probably just someone else's chess piece. Let Belmode help us find out first."

Gin lit a cigarette and sneered while holding it in his mouth.

"Kraft? That sounds like a pseudonym!"

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"Ah... so boring... the efficiency of that organization is too bad!"

Kraft, who was slumped on the sofa, stuffed snacks into his mouth and complained vaguely.

His news has been released for several days, and the agency has already given him the news - I have met the owner of the car, but the other party does not sell it. I don't know where the specific person is.

However, Kraft had no intention of relying on those intermediaries to find someone from the beginning, but wanted to use this method to actively let Gin come to him.

"Gin is very cautious in doing things. He won't come here easily without finding out about your situation."

Miyano Shiho, who was holding his science magazine, raised his head,

He reminded coldly: "Based on what I know about gin, he is most likely to let Belmode come in contact with you first, and then make a plan to deal with you."

"Belmod? Is that the Witch with Thousand Faces you mentioned?"

Kraft immediately became interested, because according to Miyano Shiho's description, Belmode's disguise technique seemed very unscientific, and there was also a thief named Kidd, who seemed to have similar skills. ability.

However, Kraft's interest is only limited to wanting to see it. With the technology of holographic influence mask and invisible force field, this kind of disguise technique is just for him to watch.

While the two were chatting, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Kraft turned his head to look at the door, and then pouted at Miyano Shiho: "Go and try your black-clothed organization radar, maybe it's the Belmode you mentioned that has arrived."

Rolling his eyes at Kraft angrily, Miyano Shiho put down the book in his hand and walked towards the door.

When she was about to reach the porch, her whole body really trembled involuntarily.

"ha!"

Kraft patted Miyano Shiho on the head as she passed her.

"Just as we agreed, you go and hide first, and I will leave this place to me."

"...Be careful yourself."

Miyano Shiho pursed his lips, then retreated and hid in the basement that Kraft had prepared in advance.

After Miyano Shi was preserved, Kraft walked slowly to the door.

"I'm coming."

The door opened, and standing outside was a middle-aged man who looked a bit mellow.

Kraft recalled it, and it seemed that he was one of the few intermediaries he had found before.

"Hello, Mr. Kraft."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and greeted him with a silly smile.

"I'm Ikeuchi Yongtaro from Shikano Agency, we met before."

"Oh, Hello."

Kraft nodded seemingly casually, but kept admiring in his heart.

The other party should be pretended by the woman named Belmode, but he can't see any flaws, even the shaking of the fat on his face is vivid...

This disguise technique is too exaggerated!

"You came here because the car was missing?"

Because the gin was not attracted, Kraft could only act with Belmode.

"Yes," Belmode, dressed as Ikeuchi Yongtaro, continued to squint his eyes and replied with a smile: "I found several Porsche 356A here, and they all have their own advantages and disadvantages. Analyze it, what do you think?"

With that said, Belmode took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead vigorously, "It's a little hot today."

Kraft watched the other party's performance speechlessly, and wiped his sweatless forehead with a wet handkerchief to create the effect of sweating. It should be no problem to deceive ordinary people with such a method.

But in front of Kraft, who possesses the power of an iron fist, this kind of operation seems to be full of loopholes.

But this also shows that Belmode's disguise technique still talks about the basics, at least her human skin mask can't really ooze sweat.

"Okay, let's go in and talk slowly."

For the sake of the other party's hard work, Kraft introduced him into the house.

Belmode, who walked into the room, quickly looked at the surrounding environment, and then while sitting down in the living room, he quietly stuck a bug into the gap of the sofa.

However, Kraft saw all these small actions of hers, but Kraft deliberately pretended not to know.

"Among the Porsche 356A I found, only one is black, but the owner of the car rejected it very simply. I think it is impossible to negotiate..."

After attaching the bug, Belmode quickly entered the role, took out a stack of documents from the briefcase, and analyzed them with Kraft professionally.

"...and the owner of this silver Porsche 356A seems to be out of money recently, and he is the one who wants to sell the car the most among all the owners, so I think you can buy this silver Porsche 356A, and then go to paint it Black."

Kraft didn't know whether Belmode's information was true, but if she really wanted to buy a car, then the solution she proposed was indeed the best solution.

However, Kraft didn't want to buy a car at all, so it was naturally impossible to agree to this plan.

"Eh...but I still want the original."

Kraft found an excuse that didn't mean much, but for some people who play antique cars, this is not an unreasonable request.

"Do you have the contact information of the owner of the black car? At worst, I'll charge you more!"

"Of course there is." Belmode narrowed his eyes again, and while acting like a philistine, he also blocked the cold light in his eyes. "I followed him for several days before I was able to determine where he was going."

"Just make an offer!"

Kraft, who won a large amount of money by betting on horses, almost got the word "Fat Sheep" on his forehead with a wave of his hand.

Belmode didn't show politeness to him either, he slashed Kraft, and then left here cheerfully.

After Belmode left, Kraft found the bug she left behind, gently put it into a box stuffed with sponge, and stuffed the box deep into the cabinet.

After doing all this, Kraft called Miyano Shiho out of the basement.

"If nothing else happens, Gin and the others will set up an ambush at the address left by Belmode."

After briefly describing what happened to Miyano Shiho, Kraft tapped his fingers on the table and said.

"I'll try my best to bring them back alive for you to deal with, so don't follow them."

"I see... If you can't do anything, just run away."

Miyano Shiho bit his lip and said to Kraft: "After this incident, no matter whether you solve Gin and the others, the deal between us is considered complete."

"Don't worry, my hole card is not just superpowers."

During this period of time, Kraft also produced some weapons.

Although limited by the materials and without the bonus of the power of dreams, Kraft can't produce those black technologies, but it is not a problem to make a few pieces of equipment that are more advanced than the current era.

Just when Miyano Shiho was about to say something, the doorbell rang again, and she immediately stood up like a frightened bird, looking at the door in panic.

"Uh...you go and hide for a while."

Kraft asked Miyano Shiho to hide in the basement again, and went to open the door himself.

But one thing to say, he doesn't think this is another retaliation by the black organization, and it may not be a real intermediary.

Thinking so, Kraft opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a little boy wearing black-rimmed glasses and a small blue suit.