An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

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

Because they are now in an era where the Internet has just emerged, there are not many cameras on the streets.

It is obviously unrealistic to find out the gin car by internet means, so Kraft changed his mind.

He went to the intermediary companies that sold second-hand cars and offered them a big price, 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 for it. Considerable information costs.

Under the stimulus of money, the car brokers in Tokyo almost rushed out, and soon found the head of gin.

And the gin quickly noticed that it was wrong. Although people usually ask themselves to buy this antique car, the weird frequency and degree of persistence are obviously abnormal now.

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

After asking the agent about Kraft's existence, Gin shot the hapless man with a shot, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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

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

After processing the corpse of the hapless agent, Vodka walked to Gin's side and asked.

"Of course... However, the opponent is probably just someone else's pawn. Let Belmode help us explore the bottom first."

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

"Craft? That sounds like a pseudonym!"

...

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

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

His news has been released for several days, and the intermediary 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.

But Kraft didn't plan to rely on those intermediaries to find people from the beginning, but wanted to use this method to actively let the gin come to the door.

"Gin is very cautious in doing things. He won't come over easily before he can figure out your situation."

Shiho Miyano, who was holding this scientific magazine, raised his head and coldly reminded: "With my knowledge of 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 a thousand faces you said?"

Kraft suddenly became interested, because after listening to Shiho Miyano’s description, Belmode’s disfigurement technique seemed unscientific, and there was also a thief named Kaito Kidd who seemed to have a similar ability.

However, Kraft's interest only stopped at wanting to see it. With the technology of holographic influence mask and invisible force field, he just watched this kind of disguise.

When the two were chatting, the door bell suddenly rang.

Kraft turned his head to look at the door, and then snarled at Shiho Miyano: "Try your black tissue radar, maybe it's the Belmode you said is here."

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

When she was about to walk to the hallway, the whole person really trembled involuntarily.

"what!"

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

"Just as we said, you go and hide first and leave it to me here."

"...Be careful yourself."

Shiya Miyano pursed his mouth, then backed away and hid in the basement that Kraft had prepared in advance.

After Miyano's preservation was complete, Kraft walked slowly to the door.

"I'm coming."

The door opened, and standing outside the door was a middle-aged man who looked a little round.

Kraft recalled it, and it seemed that it was one of several intermediaries he had looked for before.

"Hello, Mr. Kraft."

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and greeted him with a smirk.

"I'm Eitaro Ikeuchi from Kaye Intermediary. We met before."

"Oh, Hello."

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

The other party should have been pretended by the woman named Belmode, but he could not see any flaws, even the tremors of the fat on the face were vivid...

This disguise technique is too exaggerated!

"You are here because the car has fallen?"

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

"Yes," Belmode, dressed as Ikeuchi Eitaro, continued to squint his eyes and replied with a sweet smile: "I found several Porsche 356A here, each of which has its own advantages and disadvantages. I want to give you a detailed introduction. Analyze, what do you think?"

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

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

But in front of Kraft, who was armed with an iron fist, this operation seemed full of loopholes.

But this also shows that Belmode's disfigurement technique still speaks a little bit of basic law, at least her human skin mask can't really ooze sweat.

"All right, let's go in and talk slowly."

For the performance of the other party so hard, Kraft introduced it into the house.

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

But these little movements of her were all seen by Kraft, but Kraft deliberately pretended not to know.

"Of the Porsche 356A I found, only one was black, but the owner of the car refused very simply. I think most of it can't talk about it..."

Belmode quickly entered the role after taping the bug, took out a pile of information from the briefcase, and dedicatedly analyzed it to Kraft.

"...And the owner of this silver Porsche 356A seems to be short of money recently. He is the one who wants to sell the car most among all the owners. So I think you can buy this silver Porsche 356A and then spray it into it. Black."

Kraft doesn't know whether the information of Belmode is true, but if you really want to buy a car, then the solution she proposed is indeed the optimal solution.

However, Kraft was not about buying a car at all, so it was naturally impossible to agree to this plan.

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

Kraft made an excuse for not being too distracted, but this was not an unreasonable demand for some people who played antique cars.

"Do you have the contact information of the black car owner? It's a big deal, I'll add some more!"

"Of course there is," Belmode squinted once again, and while making a pretentious look, he also blocked the cold light in his own eyes. "I followed it for several days to determine the other side's foothold."

"You can make a price directly!"

Kraft, who had won a large sum of money by betting on horses, waved his hand, and nearly carved the word "Fat Sheep" on his forehead.

Belmode didn't be polite to him either, but he slaughtered Kraft severely, and then left here cheerfully.

After Belmode left, Kraft found the bug she had left behind, put it gently into a box filled with sponges, and then stuffed the box into the depths of the cabinet.

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

"If nothing happens, Gin will make an ambush at the address left by Belmode."

He briefly described what had just happened to Shiho Miyano, and Kraft tapped his fingers gently on the table and said.

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

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

Shiho Miyano bit his lip and said to Kraft: "After this incident, regardless of whether you have settled the gin or not, the transaction between us at www.readwn.com is considered complete."

"Don't worry, my hole card is more than super power."

During this time, Kraft also produced some weapons.

Although limited by materials and no dream power bonus, Kraft couldn't make out those black technologies, but there was no problem in making a few more advanced equipment than in this era.

Just when Shiho Miyano wanted to say something, the doorbell rang again, and she suddenly stood up like a frightened bird, and looked at the door with a panic expression on her face.

"Uh... you go and hide again."

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

But there is one thing he said, he didn't think it was the black organization that killed the carbine, maybe it was the real intermediary.

Kraft thought of this and opened the door.

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