Feilong had indeed put in a lot of effort and taken a lot of risks. Once his secret role as Xuan Qingwei in the black market is exposed, the best outcome for him in the future is to change careers. Generally speaking, he will be directly cleaned up by some ruthless characters in the black market, because people like Feilong are rats in the black market. shit.
But for the sake of money, Feilong was very happy when he talked about it, not to mention that he was very organized.
"You also know that it is difficult to do magic weapon business in the black market recently, and there are fewer transactions that can afford the price. So those sellers are also eager to find a way. But the news I got here is that in the past three years, there has been no such thing in the Jingxi black market. There have been large-scale transactions of mazes or blindfold magic weapons, and even small-batch transactions are rare.
I got a receipt. Although it may not be detailed, it is definitely the maximum I can find. "
Shen Hao frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the answer sheet Feilong handed over.
"Only in the past three years?"
"Hey, Mr. Shen, you know, those sellers in the black market are like rats. They often work for one job and then rest for many years. Many of them even wash their hands and go to shore after one job. The basic principle of doing this business for a long time is No. Even an intermediary like me changes every two days. Either I get in or I die. It’s so difficult!”
"..." Shen Hao was speechless, but he still picked up the list and read it quickly. Nineteen transaction records were listed on it. It was very rough, with only approximate transaction items and quantities, and Which intermediary is used to complete the bridge is unclear to both the buyer and the seller.
The most important thing is that none of the magical artifacts involved in these nineteen transactions are above mid-grade. They are all low-grade or inferior magical artifacts.
According to what Shen Hao said after asking colleagues who specialize in magical weapons from the Xuanqingwei arsenal, if he wants to confuse or blind a constantly changing group of people, even if these people are just ordinary people, they are also interested in magical weapons. There are higher requirements, at least a middle-grade weapon, and a safe and high-grade magic weapon.
"Are there no trading records of similar medium-to-high-grade magic weapons in the past three years?"
"Mid-high grade? That's too little. As far as I know, it's probably not available in the past six or seven years. That kind of thing is not affordable for ordinary monks, and there are even fewer sellers. Now it's just what I told you before. It is the best to sell the miraculous artifacts, and there are many sellers. They sell dozens or hundreds of pieces at a time, and they can also sell pan-spiritual stones, supporting at least one-third of the people who are currently working in the black market."
"Pan spirit stone?"
Shen Hao asked subconsciously, and then thought about it again. Mainly because the thing was a little far away from him, so he didn't remember it for a while.
The so-called pan-spiritual stone is a substitute for spiritual stone.
Unlike spiritual stones that are widely used and have many uses, the chaotic spiritual energy in pan-spiritual stones cannot be absorbed by monks, but can be used to power magical instruments.
Monks generally don't need pan spiritual stones, because they have true energy and can also drive magic weapons, and the effect is better than pan spiritual stones. As for consumption, monks all use magic weapons that match their own rank. The consumption can generally keep up with their own infuriating energy circulation, and there are very few times when they need to replenish their spiritual energy.
In addition, the shortcomings of the pan-spiritual stone are also obvious. It contains messy spiritual energy and can only be used on medium and low-grade magic weapons.
Speaking of which, Shen Hao has never used the Animation Stone. After all, he has never experienced a war or a situation that requires him to continuously consume his energy for a long time.
Feilong originally knew that he might not be able to satisfy Shen Hao this time. He was secretly sweating and wanted to put the matter aside. He wanted to fool around and said with a smile: "You don't know, the imperial court is not fighting now. Many pan-spiritual stones have been sold into the black market, and they are suitable for ordinary people to use with the magical weapons of burial. Some even use them as incense burners..."
"What did you say?"
Shen Hao was extremely sensitive to the word "fragrant". He raised his brows and spoke in a cold tone, which frightened Feilong opposite him and slid directly from his chair to the ground. He knelt down with a pale face and was so confused that he didn't know which sentence he just said was wrong.
"What did you say about the incense burner?"
"Huh? I, I said Pan Spirit Stone. The imperial court is not at war now. There are too many Pan Spirit Stones in reserve. Many of them have flowed into the black market. Some people specialize in making inferior incense instruments to consume Pan Spirit Stone. For the fragrance that the pan-spiritual stone emits when its spiritual energy is extracted. Mr. Qi, I didn’t say panic, I..."
"Shut up!" Shen Hao looked serious, interrupted Fei Long, and then turned to the guard beside him: "Is there a spiritual stone in the guardhouse? Go to the arsenal and get one out, hurry up!"
Within a moment, the guard came back with a piece of dark green crystal the size of a walnut. There was no need to go to the arsenal. Several soldiers in the Black Flag Camp who had just started to practice had this thing. This thing is quite rare in the world, but it is not a rare thing in Xuanqing Guard.
Taking the pan-spirit stone, Shen Hao took out the evil-chasing disk he carried with him. There was an inconspicuous groove on the back of this magical instrument, which was used to place infuriating substitutes, such as the pan-spirit stone or the spirit stone. , but this is the first time he has used it.
The pan-spiritual stones brought by the guards were all of regular size, as were the grooves on the evil-chasing disk. Shen Hao pushed the stone inward and clicked it with a click.
Then Shen Hao began to control the evil-chasing disk, and the pan-spiritual stone in the groove also began to "burn spiritual energy."
In just a few breaths, a faint fragrance began to emit from the evil-chasing disk. This was something Shen Hao had never smelled before, or he had smelled it but never cared about it.
"Urgent order!"
"exist!"
"Order! Wang Jian, the small flag officer of Group A, and Zhang Liao, the small flag officer of Group B, immediately smell the fragrant smell produced when the Panling Stone is used to all the parties involved in the case to determine whether it is the smell at the time of the crime. At the same time, in each case Let’s actually test whether this fragrance can cover half the street at the launch location! Do it quickly!”
Shen Hao himself immediately got up and left the torture room. He was going to the west gate to find Liu Yan's parents and ask if the fragrance they smelled when the crime happened was this.
Seeing that Shen Hao seemed to have discovered something important, he turned around and left in a hurry. Feilong, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up from the ground and put the banknotes on the table into his arms. He smiled sarcastically at the two strong men who were still in the torture room, and the hunched-over man was about to run away.
"Don't leave."
"What, Mr. Shen Qi has left, and I have nothing to do here. My mother-in-law is still waiting for me to take the money back to buy rice for cooking. Are you two accommodating?"
"The general didn't say you could leave. Even if we let you go, you can't get out of the Black Flag Camp. If there is a misunderstanding and you get chopped with a knife, it will be in vain. You should weigh it yourself."
Shen Hao didn't say anything. The two killers from the Torture Department would not let Fei Long go at all.
"Ah!? Then, when can I go back?"
"You can leave only when the general flag lets you go."
Upon hearing this, Feilong looked at the two men with fierce looks, then looked around at the gloomy torture chamber, and was speechless and choked.
