Meow Ba

Chapter 187 Transfer, selling claws
Outside the window, the sky has gradually dimmed, and the [Steel Babylon] in the distance is flickering with neon lights, turning into a city that never sleeps.

And on the Statue of Liberty, the light that was originally blocked by the sun gradually brightened—the day and night lights in the torch held high by the Statue of Liberty began to emit light, illuminating itself while also illuminating the waterway to New York.

"Meow~"

Brother, let me go and see~
As soon as he thought about it, Ron didn't hit the Morse code, but jumped off the window sill, and rushed to the spiral staircase under Lao Bai's puzzled eyes. However, Ron didn't rush down the 170th step, but turned halfway. a bend and disappeared.

When Ron appeared in Lao Bai's eyes again, he was already outside the glass window, looking at Lao Bai.

In addition to the spiral staircase inside the Statue of Liberty leading to the crown room at the top of the head, there is also a branch leading to the arm and torch of the Statue of Liberty halfway.

Compared with the crown room, this path is more narrow and difficult to walk, and it is more dangerous to stand on the torch, so naturally no one goes there.

But at this moment, this road provided Ron and Lao Bai with another shelter - a road that didn't need to leave the Statue of Liberty, and at the same time could buy a little time.

And Ron also thought about it, if someone approached the torch, Ron would open the window and let Lao Bai crawl next to the flame of the torch and hide on the side where the crown room could not see.

Although it is possible to be spotted from the air, at least there is an extra way out.

"Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka~"

【Brother, let's go~】

Although some dust is a little small, the small space at the bottom of the torch is still clean. Ron ran back to the crown and called Lao Bai, and asked him to move under the torch a little bit with him—— Lao Bai, who was undergoing a critical moment of metamorphosis, was on the ground. The movement was rather clumsy, and it took a while to move into the space of the torch.

Afterwards, Lao Bai nestled his head under his wings and fell asleep.

It's a pity that Ron can't sleep - Lao Bai has stored a lot of dried fish, and Ron has to help Lao Bai transport these foods to his side, otherwise Lao Bai will have no way to go back to the steel frame of the Statue of Liberty to find food when he is hungry .

After running dozens of times, Ron finished transporting the dried fish, and finally brought his gray cashmere sweater and fruit into the torch——Lao Bai has no self-protection ability for the time being, and Ron needs to be a personal bodyguard.

After doing all this, Ron took the broken WeChat device in the crown room to the torch, opened the window and threw it out.

There is no one on Liberty Island at night, so you don't have to worry about hitting people—and there are woods below, which are just used to cover up criminal evidence.

…………

Of course, Clark would not have imagined that the micro-device he had just placed today would be swept out of the house before it was used for the first time. When he returned home, he took a towel, wiped his paws to shine, and then threw the towel into a garbage bag. I happily called Professor Diamond.

"Hi, Professor, hello. I'm Clark."

"Are you still in New York?"

"It's still there!"

"The thing is like this. I negotiated with that friend. He was very interested in what you said could be used to acquire research-worthy items, and he gave me a few claws that the bald eagle had shed for me to show you. .”

"What? You said you want to watch it now?"

"Okay, okay."

"I remember the address, I'll be here soon."

A wealthy businessman likes it. Clark took a briefcase, wrapped all eight paws in a clean towel, and put them in. Then he went out to throw out a piece of trash, and Clark got into a taxi.

In such a time-consuming situation, it is not a good habit to drive by yourself - taxis are more familiar with the roads, and the driving skills of taxi drivers must be overwhelming.

…………

The place where the professor temporarily lives is not far away, just beside the Central Botanical Garden in Manhattan, called Dakota Apartment.

After a twenty-minute drive, Clark knocked on the door of No. 12 apartment on the fifth floor sponsored by Jared Diamond. After a click, the face of Professor Jared Diamond with gray beard and shiny forehead With smiles on his face, he appeared in front of Clark.

"Quick, take it out and let me see."

Jared Diamond's fiery eyes were not on Clark's face, but on Clark's briefcase, which was the only place on Clark's body where he could put his eight claws.

He didn't even mean to let Clark into the apartment until Clark reminded him.

"Professor Diamond, can I go in first?"

"Oh, oh~, sorry, please come in."

Watching Jared Diamond close the door of the apartment, Clark sat on the gray fabric sofa with an Arabic embroidered sofa towel, opened the briefcase on the glass coffee table in front of him, and took out the eight large claws wrapped in the towel.

"Good, good, good."

After applauding three times in a row, Jared Diamond put on pure white cotton gloves at some point, picked up a big paw from the towel, and watched obsessively.

"Fortunately, it is a bald eagle that is transforming. The size of this claw has completely exceeded the claw of the largest bald eagle ever discovered."

"Unfortunately~, unfortunately~"

Put it down, pick it up, put it down, put it down, and after carefully looking at all eight paws, a trace of pity slowly appeared in Jared Diamond's eyes, which made Clark's little heart skip a beat.

"Professor Diamond, what are you regretting?"

"It's a pity that your friend must have wiped the paw after getting it."

"He wiped it too clean, which greatly reduced the research value."

Looking at Clark's puzzled eyes, Jared Diamond picked up a paw and explained to him.

"If it is really the same as in the video, this bald eagle is using the claws that were broken off one by one from the beak, then there will definitely be blood and flesh on the claws. These are excellent research materials."

Seeing Clark's obviously incomprehensible expression, Jared Diamond thought about it for a while, and then said it another way.

"Let's use an analogy. If the research value of the unscrubbed paw is an entire eight-inch Orleans Barbecue pizza, the research value of the paw after scrubbing is only one small slice of pizza."

"So it is."

Clark understands this analogy—his face has an invisible bitterness, because he wiped these paws himself.

Originally, he wanted to clean it up and sell it for a good price, but he didn't expect to wipe off the most valuable part. The most hateful thing is that he had already thrown away the towel that wiped his paws.

"Then these eight claws, do you still want to buy them?"

It was too late to regret, and Clark could only watch Franklin turn into Hamilton—now, whether he could sell these eight claws became Clark's most concerned issue.

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