"Mr. Bob, Rasfa has brought his monkey to London to visit a friend in the past two days. By the way, he found a veterinarian to check the monkey. The veterinarian in the small town is not available during this time, so he had to come to the city." Paul listened.

He said it directly without thinking.

"Paul, I'm going to see the monkey within an hour and a half, look at the goods, and set a price." Bob said calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Bob." After Paul said this, he turned and walked outside the house.

Seeing Paul leave, Bob once again called one of his men over and told him that he was inquiring about female golden-headed monkeys in the black market. Bob would not completely believe Paul's words, and he needed to be prepared with both hands to prevent other changes.

Black market fringe area (deep)

Walking out of the employment area, you can see a five-story tall building standing on the edge of the pier in the distance. The whole building is not a luxurious, beautiful and eye-catching building; of course, it is certainly not dilapidated or dilapidated.

A dilapidated and unfinished building. A building that looks very ordinary on the outside. It can be said that it has no characteristics. Brown is the main color, supplemented by some white bars to distinguish the boundaries between floors and other areas. The whole building gives people a sense of

It feels like an extremely ordinary-looking person who is thrown into a crowd and forgotten in an instant.

Two movable wooden houses are adjacent to the tall building. The two intelligence agencies we talked to Suhang on Bird Road are the two in front of them. The building behind is rented by the "Thug Party" as the "office of the auction house".

building".

"Sir, if you want to solve something that is inconvenient for you, the people in the employment area will be very happy to help you solve the trouble." Bird said jokingly while recommending merchants in the black market to the customers around him with a smile.

: "Of course, you have to pay enough."

"Bird, money is not everything, but I believe that having no money is absolutely impossible." Su Hang said with a faint smile.

"Sir, you are right, nothing is impossible without money." Bird thought for a moment and said.

After hearing this, Su Hang smiled and said nothing. Obviously Bird didn't understand.

Money can buy all material or spiritual food, but the seven emotions and six desires, birth, old age, illness and death cannot be bought by money. At least with the current technology, it cannot be changed.

Walking towards the innermost double-storey wooden house, Bird followed closely behind Suhang and walked forward.

The intelligence agency that Su Hang went to was recommended by Bird. According to Bird, this intelligence agency can be said to be the largest in the black market. They are also the oldest intelligence agency and are said to have a history of nearly a hundred years.

This is a wooden two-story wooden house, with movable wheels also installed at the bottom. The entire wooden house is painted in dark colors, making it look dull and depressing. From time to time in front of the wooden house, there are people wearing black robes like Su Hang.

People came in and out, and most of them concealed their identities and walked into the wooden house. Of course, occasionally one or two people walked in without any cover.

Trading information is extremely hidden even in the black market. People are afraid of being recognized by someone who knows them when they walk in. Basically, everyone who comes here will hide their identity. Of course, if you don't live here in London at all, you may not even be there at all.

If you come to this country for the first time, you don't have to worry about being recognized. Even if you are recognized, it is a small probability event.

"Shadow, shadow in the dark, this intelligence agency knows how to name it." Su Hang said looking at the small wooden sign hanging in front of the wooden house in front of him.

"Sir, Shadow is a veteran intelligence provider. Their accuracy is very high. Customers who are not short of money will choose Shadow. However, Shadow does not participate every time the black market opens. Most of the time, Shadow will not come.

Yes, if you want to find Shadow to buy information on the black market, it depends on your luck."

"It seems I'm lucky!" Su Hang said, looking at the house in front of him.

"Sir, the reason why there are only these two intelligence providers in this black market is because of Shadow. Every time the black market is opened, some of the participants will be revealed to the partners who often cooperate. Under normal circumstances, if there is someone like Shadow

When such industry giants appear, small and medium-sized partners will consider whether to participate."

Bird revealed some insignificant information about the black market to Suhang.

"Then how come there are other intelligence agencies competing with giants like Shadow?" Su Hang thought about what Bird had said before, but there were two intelligence agencies this time.

"Sir, the prices charged by giant partners are too expensive. Even if the accuracy is high, not everyone can afford it. Most will still choose those with cheaper prices," Bird said.

"Sir, look at the intelligence agent over there." Bird said, pointing to a building with only one floor that was also a wooden house diagonally opposite the shadow.

Su Hang turned his head and looked to the other side. The intelligence agent on the other side pointed by Bird obviously had more customers. But just from those customers, Su Hang noticed that even though their bodies were covered by robes, they

Their behavior was slightly more hesitant than the customers who came to Shadow, showing some uncertainty in their hearts.

Su Hang didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly.

Wearing a black robe and a mask, Su Hang walked towards the wooden house, followed by Bird.

Suhang walked into the wooden house and saw a small hall of ten square meters. There were three wooden tables made of striped ebony on the left and right sides of the room. On the table was a pure black vase with several black roses.

Surrounding the wooden table are several wooden chairs of the same wood. Sitting on the chairs are a few scattered people wearing robes, hiding their identities. They don't say anything, they just sit silently or write with notes.

Wearing something.

There is a wooden door in the middle of the small hall, blocking the inside and outside. A window is opened on the right side of the wooden door higher than the upper part of the wooden door. The inside of the window is blocked by a black two-sided cloth that acts as a small curtain and will be opened from time to time.

Call out a number, and someone working outside will pass a note into the window.

A skinny old man sat at the back of the door, holding a copy of The Times in his hand, sitting alone in the corner and reading under the dim light.

"Hello, Mr. Nomans, this gentleman wants to buy information." Bird walked in and looked at the skinny old man sitting in the corner and said.

"No! Here are the notes, fill them out yourself." The old man didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, he took out a few notes from his coat pocket and handed them to Bird and said.

"Oh! By the way, Bird, this is your last salary." The old man pulled out another 100 pound note from his coat pocket and handed it to Bird.

"Thank you! Mr. Nomans." Bird thanked him sincerely.

"Okay, go about your business!" Nomans said calmly.

Bird bowed slightly and led Suhang to the empty seats.

Suhang followed Bird and sat down at a wooden table with no one around. Bird handed Suhang a note, looked at Suhang and said softly: "Sir, write down the information you want to ask on the note.

, just write your own mark on the back and send it through the window."

According to Bird's instructions, Suhang wrote down the information he wanted in the lobby on paper, mainly focusing on the situation of the ruby ​​necklace in Barclaine Bank, including the bank's defense situation, and who was responsible for it.

Interested in gemstone necklace...

After writing the news he wanted to inquire about, he wrote cocktail on the back. Suhang stood up and walked towards the window covered by black cloth. He held the note in one hand and gently opened one side of the black curtain with the other hand.

He instantly stretched out a hand wearing a white glove. No sound came out. Su Hang turned his head and looked at Bird. Bird, who had been paying attention to Su Hang, nodded towards him. Su Hang turned around and directly

The note in his hand was placed in the white-gloved hand, and the hand was quickly taken back in the blink of an eye.

Su Hang turned around and left the window, returned to the wooden table and sat next to Bird, waiting for the notification.

"Bird, how much does the intelligence agent pay you each time?" Su Hang asked in a low voice.

"Sir, for black market guides like us, in addition to the 20 pounds fixedly distributed by the black market each time, the most important gain is the commission from each merchant. The commission is calculated based on the number and consumption of customers. In our opinion, that's

Fixed income is like a subsidy, dispensable," Bird said softly.

Su Hang chatted with Bird from time to time, passing the time while waiting.

slave quarter

Selina left the rare animal area and came to the slave area, casually looking at the slaves sitting, standing or leaning in front of the merchants. They were rarely tied up or locked in cages, unless they were dishonest slaves.

They dress very simply, mainly covering their important parts, leaving more parts of their bodies exposed for customers to choose from.

A man wearing a black cloak with red edges walked slowly towards Selina. Judging from the size of the cloak, he was not very tall, and his steps were light, as if he were stepping on cotton. He walked behind Selina,

A low voice came from inside the cloak: "Miss Selina, I'm back!"

"Matthew, have you made your choice?" Selina asked.

"Miss, we have selected young men and women between the ages of 20 and 28. There are 50 people in total. They are in good health and have ordinary looks. They are all people with a very low sense of existence." Matthew reported simply.

"Okay, Matthew, take them back first, arrange a place to stay, and register their information." Selina ordered.

"Okay, Miss Selina." Matthew bowed slightly.

Matthew turned and left, and the body hidden in the cloak disappeared in the crowd in an instant.

As soon as Matthew disappeared, a man wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and a pure white mask came to Selina with a civilized staff, bowed respectfully and said: "Miss, after that person separated from you, he found

A black market guide, now in Shadow."

"Ward, investigate this person, I want all his information." Selina said.

"Okay, miss." Hua De, who was wearing a pure white mask, nodded, turned around and left quickly.

Selina slowly wandered around the slave area. In the crowd behind her, she could vaguely see a few figures following her unhurriedly, hiding in the crowd. It was difficult for ordinary people to find their traces. When they stayed, they just thought they were coming to the black market.

Customers are not noticeable at all, and their sense of presence is really low.

black market outer area

Paul left Bob's place, quickly went to the outer checkpoint of the black market, and borrowed a three-wheel motorcycle from a black market administrator who was familiar with him. Since he couldn't borrow a car, he had to settle for the next best thing.

I originally thought about borrowing a car to put the monkey and the monkey's cage in, but the administrator said that the car had been booked in advance, so I had to borrow a three-wheeled motorcycle. You can place the cage while sitting on it and fix it.

In the sitting position, the monkey will not fall out due to random movements.

"Paul, remember to return the car before the black market closes, otherwise I will be scolded." An administrator of the black market shouted to Paul who got into the car and was about to leave.

"I know, I'll be back soon." Paul said as he started his motorcycle.

"Rumble! Chug tug!"

Paul started his three-wheel motorcycle and passed the security checkpoint, driving away without a trace.

After starting the motorcycle, I passed two streets, turned left at an intersection and went straight across the street. Then I turned right and walked straight for half an hour to an apartment. I got off the motorcycle, walked into the apartment, and went straight to the right side of the second floor.

In front of a door, he took out the key, opened the door, walked into the room, pushed back gently with his hand, and the door closed under the force of inertia.

Paul did not stop in the living room, but went to the innermost room on the left, took out a small key and opened the door. As the door opened inwards, the sound of "squeaking" kept ringing.
To be continued...