"This is a Class A mysterious heritage."
Sean was a little dazed when he heard what Arthur Merlin said, thinking he heard wrong: Class A?
Class A mysterious heritage, lend it to me?
Seeing Sean's somewhat dull look, Arthur smiled: "This suitcase is a 'fair arms dealer'.
“When you face a crisis, open it, and it will give you powerful weapons that can help you solve the current dilemma...
"However, you have to remember..." Arthur put down his wine glass and said seriously, "It does not mean that everything will be fine if you get the weapon it gives - 'being able' to solve the dilemma does not mean that it is 'certain' that it can be solved. After getting the powerful weapon , you still have to make good use of it.
"However." Merlin raised three fingers, "You can only open it three times during this mission.
“Because every time it lends weapons, the price it requires is quite high.
"You can't afford these costs now, but I will help you repay...
"Opening it three times is the limit I can bear for you.
“After use, the suitcase automatically returns to my hands.”
"So..." The independent detective used his eyes to ensure that Sean listened, "Unless it is a last resort, don't rely on this box...
"Otherwise, you will play your trump card early and you will be helpless when you are in real trouble."
"Understood." Sean nodded seriously.
Merlin leaned on the backrest with satisfaction and said: "The password is three 6s. I have adjusted it to 6, 6, and 5 now. You only need to turn one bar to open it..."
Sean looked at the shape and structure of the combination lock for a while, imagining the process of opening it...
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a dull knock on the door from the suitcase.
"(a string of unspeakable pronunciations) Weapon Rental Company," a high-pitched cigarette voice said through the door, and the smoke with the smell of sulfur seeped out from the cracks of the suitcase, "We will always serve you— —As long as you can afford the price..."
Sean looked at Arthur, who shrugged and waved his hands: "It's just a gimmick, don't pay attention to it."
Sean put the A-class mysterious inheritance into the invisible stomach bag, which felt slightly unreal.
"In addition..." Arthur Merlin hooked his hand, and the ectoplasm brought an object over and held it in his hand.
Sean took it, and it was the Mauser rifle that he had captured, but it had a quadruple scope on it...
"This is a custom-made Mauser rifle. It has been very finely tuned and has higher accuracy than the standard rifle, so it can better play to its strengths when equipped with a scope..." Merlin said, "Since it is the enemy you defeated. , this gun deserves to be yours - besides, I have checked it for you, there is no curse or magic on the gun, it is a very pure gun.
"The power of a rifle paired with ectoplasm bullets is very impressive, you have to make good use of it."
"Thank you..." Sean loaded the Mauser rifle into the invisible stomach bag.
"Sean," the independent detective said seriously, "Ocean City now has an immigration check system, and there must be undercurrents there. You have to hide yourself well to find your sister and complete the mission...
"So, you and your team need a legitimate identity."
Sean already had an idea about hiding his identity. He nodded with a look of confidence in his eyes.
After leaving Merlin Detective Agency, Sean came to the "Daily News" editorial office again. Before meeting with Editor-in-Chief Smith, Sean first reported "The Kidnapping of Barton Manor" and "The Museum" in the office. Two manuscripts of "Night" are completed.
As before, the "Kidnapping Incident" press release was written as an insider. Sean tried every means to hide his perspective. Moreover, he also maintained a consistent tone with the Explorers Association and classified the person who carried out the kidnapping. The "mysterious person" is connected with the "red ancient religion" that all the guests heard that day.
"Night at the Museum" uses the power of the "City of Two Suns" Shenyu to write a fictional horror story. Sean has processed all the real place names and human lives, so that uninformed readers cannot trace them back.
"The Kidnapping at Barton Manor" was naturally supplied to the "Daily News"; and "Night at the Museum" Sean once again put it in an envelope and posted it to "New Testament Horror Stories" magazine.
"Although I have business dividends now..." Sean thought, "I still can't give up the income from writing - besides, this can give me a visible identity in New York City, and maybe a certain social prestige. …”
After sending the letter, Sean went to the editor-in-chief with the press release.
Editor-in-chief Smith, who was wearing agate-framed glasses and a round and red nose, smiled when he saw Sean and said, "Sean! Guess what happened? Mr. Dyson Lauer wrote a letter to our newspaper a few days ago. letter!"
Sean raised his eyebrows - it was the inventor who once served as Emerson's assistant and now sued Emerson for plagiarizing his invention.
“He won the lawsuit against Emerson!
"Emerson Electric's stock price plummeted, and his reputation, which was already riddled with holes, was completely ruined this time!"
"Mr. Dyson Lauer is now a hero in the world of scientific invention, and many inventors who were bullied and exploited by Emerson have filed lawsuits...
"That 'great inventor' must be in a state of distress right now..."
The editor blinked: "Mr. Dyson Lauer said that the report you wrote provided him with great help.
"He said that you had some misunderstandings about something before, and he apologized to you. He also said that if you are free, he hopes you can go to him, and he will thank you in person!"
Sean nodded in a good mood: "I know, I will."
Time is short, and we can only talk about the visit to Mr. Raul when we come back.
After Sean handed the manuscript to Edward Smith, he said: "Mr. Smith, has our newspaper office done any reports related to Ocean City before?"
Edward shook his head: "Not yet, but the public is very curious about it, so I have always wanted to do a special report..."
"That's just right," Sean laughed. "I have a friend who is going on a piano tour in Ocean City, and I'm going with him. I think I can provide you with a few issues there."
Edward Smith leaned forward, looking quite interested: "Really? That's great, Mr. Dickinson!"
"However, if you go as a special reporter, interviews and work will be much more convenient..." Sean said tentatively.
Before Sean finished speaking, Smith stood up directly: "That's no problem - I've thought about this a long time ago. It's time to give you a reporter title."
The two hit it off immediately, and Sean signed a contract with Edward Smith as a special correspondent. He waited for a while at the newspaper office that day and received his press pass. At Shawn's request, the name on the press pass was his pseudonym: Wayne Dirac.
Not only that, Smith also specially approved a Zeiss portable camera made in Hermann for Sean.
After getting a leather camera case that was almost the size of a brick, Sean played with it for a long time. The leather camera had a delicate touch. When he opened the lens cover, he found that the brand new lens was spotless...
The camera is also equipped with a fan-shaped flash that consumes disposable bulbs. After Sean saw the flash component, he instantly thought of how to use it: "It can be used to cover up the forgotten flash..."
After thanking Smith for his help and saying that he would draft the manuscript and submit it to the newspaper as soon as possible, Sean left the "Daily News".
What no one knows is that after Sean expelled the godhead summoned by Kennedy into his body, he gained a great improvement in the god root space.
Since there was no suitable external environment before, Sean has not made any observations or attempts. Now he just wants to return home and take stock of his gains...
