Please ask the dream

Although she felt regretful about missing a stunt, Feng Xue relaxed and started today's work.

In the final analysis, a skill is nothing. With a huge skill library like Hive, he does not lack one-nineteenth of the inheritance of this organization.

"But speaking of which, it seems that No. 6 and No. 7 are also locked up in the hive, right? Maybe they have the skills of those previous masters of stealing."

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, stepping on the sewing machine, and flipping through the "Jiaohu slang test" from time to time. Although it was just slang, it was more interesting to read than imagined, because it was not only a code word, but also represented different The customs and customs of the region, such as Qingyun in the north, are often used to refer to various animals, while the south is accustomed to referring to them in business terms.

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The morning's work ended quickly, and Feng Xue's long-awaited "node" finally arrived. Although he wanted to swallow the food in one bite, the habit he had developed during his fourteen years as a Phantom Thief allowed him to restrain this impulse.

Making people unable to see what you are thinking is the most basic quality of a magician. If you can't even do this, then don't think about distracting issues.

After finishing lunch slowly, Feng Xue once again appeared in the parade ground he had longed for as he lined up again, and the man covered in tattoos, just like the previous two parades, stood inconspicuously, but as long as he wanted to Find a location where you can definitely see it.

Suppressing her nervousness and uneasiness, Feng Xue wore the sunny and cheerful boy's vest, closed the distance to about ten meters, and used the excellent eyesight of a sniper to read his conversation with the customer.

However, the other party didn't seem to be too wary. Instead, he acted like he wanted everyone to know that I was doing business. In just a quarter of an hour, he concluded several business deals, ranging from cigarettes, drinks to posters and magazines, all kinds of things. There are all the little things.

But that wasn't what Feng Xue wanted. He waited for a while, and when no one came forward, he stepped forward and approached.

"Mr. Feng?! You seem to be in a good mood?" The tattooed man who had noticed Feng Xue for a long time immediately took two steps towards him and said with a smile on his face.

Feng Xue spread her hands and said:

"It's nothing, I just figured out some things."

"Yes, yes, in this world, people have to be open-minded and keep everything in their hearts. What the hell is that? You must have come to me because you want something, right? As long as I can do it, I will definitely give it to you. You do it!”

The tattooed man patted his chest in assurance, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable expectation.

Feng Xue was wearing a vest, but she was not worried about being too emotional. He stopped the other party's meaningless words and said directly:

"Let's talk about how to pay first... I think you won't let me take out cash for you here, right?"

"Of course not." The tattooed man shook his head repeatedly, and then moved a little closer, but he was worried that Feng Xue would be stressed. After he was sure that he had no dissatisfaction, he whispered:

"Ordinary things only need money. You can ask someone outside to transfer money, or you can provide an account number and we will get it ourselves. However, you should also understand the tricks of the people below, so if it is us who take it, you'd better Use up your savings all at once.”

"What about the unusual ones?"

Feng Xue raised her brows and asked in a playful tone. The tattooed man's muscles tensed slightly, but he still shook his head calmly and said:

"I don't know what you mean..."

"gang war."

Feng Xue spat out three words, and the tattooed man was slightly startled. Before he could quibble, Feng Xue smiled and said:

"Confinement room."

"You are really well-informed... I don't know who is the liar..." The tattooed man sighed a little exaggeratedly, with an expression of resignation, but Feng Xue would not be deceived by his performance. , just said calmly:

"Make a price. I want to make an appointment for this Wednesday."

"I didn't expect that a big shot like you would have such a preference. It seems that there are legends that you once... ahem!" As if he realized that his words were not appropriate to say when he was not familiar with them, the tattooed man quickly stopped. He just smiled and said:

"If you are willing, this time is free. After all, if you are willing to enter, I believe there are many people over there who are willing to pay double the price..."

"No, it's safer to pay for it yourself. Besides, I don't intend to cause too much trouble. You understand what I mean and you should know that I am professional enough." Feng Xue still maintained his calmness, but in that sunny and cheerful big boy Wrapped in character cards, it has a bit of a chatting feel.

But the more this happened, the less likely the tattooed man would feel that Feng Xue was being fooled. He thought for a moment and then said:

"Although the hive is relatively strict, there are still some special services. However, these cannot be measured by money. We usually exchange some gossip. Of course, it is just gossip. If you come up with any big news, we will not Dare to accept it.”

"Your ambiguous statement is causing headaches. What is gossip? Information about the dreamer next to the young master of the Oshima family? How to get in and out of the Orchard Youth Training Camp? Or the mercenary transaction in the enemy-occupied area of ​​​​Hongying... …”

"Cough, cough, cough!" The tattooed man heard sweat on his forehead, and quickly stopped Feng Xue's intention to continue speaking, with an expression of collapse on his face that didn't seem to be fake:

"Don't mess with me! Is this news that a little person like me can hear? Smaller, smaller...forget it, how about I treat you this time?"

"No, let me think about it..." Feng Xue laughed secretly in his heart when he saw that he had suppressed the other party, but he still pretended to be thinking hard. After a while, he seemed to remember something and said:

"Do you know about [illusion]?"

"[illusion]? That urban legend? Thirty percent of the major thefts that have occurred in the past four hundred years are related to that [illusion]?" The tattooed man was interested, and Feng Xue also raised the corner of his mouth:

"Interested?"

"Of course! This organization is very mysterious, with tentacles all over the world. Many organizations have cooperated with them, and even any street black gambling den may have their members, but the real core members are very mysterious. The people in the hive who are suspected of having something to do with illusions are very mysterious. There are no less than fifty prisoners, but none of them can be confirmed! Many people suspect that they use some kind of ritual structure to block the possibility of leaks. If you have any information about this, don't tell me once, ten times are enough! "

Feng Xue heard him say this, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. The idea of ​​taking out the intelligence of the [Illusion] sub-base located somewhere in the star ring was instantly dispelled:

"Coincidentally, I happen to know that we have a core member here."

"Really? You won't say it's you, right?" The tattooed man looked at Feng Xue with some suspicion. Feng Xue immediately frowned and just looked at the other's eyes quietly. Although he had a cheerful and sunny expression, he made the tattooed man feel a strong fear.

Finally, the tattooed man raised his hands and surrendered:

"Okay, I said the wrong thing. If you can really confirm the identity of a core member of the [Illusion] organization, I will help you arrange what you want. In addition, if you like my products, you can take them at will!"

"That's right! Oh, by the way, do you have any small tools? Utility knives, tool hammers, etc., I don't have any other ideas, I just want to do some handicrafts when I'm bored..."