Chapter 86

"Just for this boring thing..." The old man let go of Jack and said in a daze.

"Teacher, I'll take it." Jack grabbed the stones and put them in the bag to take them away. The old man grabbed him again and said, "I can't help it if you have to sell it, but you should at least keep one more piece."

"Okay, okay, there's nothing I can do about you," Jack smiled helplessly, took out a stone from the bag and put it down, then said goodbye to the old man and left the university. Jack looked back and whispered, "Is it boring? It's very important to me."

There are many unlucky criminals in the world. pickpockets sometimes steal the police. Robbers are sometimes sentenced to heavy sentences just for robbing a dime. Prostitutes sometimes encounter prostitutes with sexually transmitted diseases, and hijackers may also encounter anti-terrorism troops charter flights... The above situation is the sadness of all criminals, but Jack is unlucky to the word. I don't have a cold.

He believes in a sophisticated, accidental, well-designed but flexible crime plan. For every fraud, he will clearly investigate all the things he needs to know. Thieves, his part-time and hobbies, rely on his knowledge of eyes and psychology to judge which person is rich, that kind of person will bring money, and that kind of person will carry valuable things with him. He can choose from a person's clothes, physical condition, expression, speech and demeanor, ethnic origin, and so on. Let's make a general judgment. So far, no big mistake has been made. But last night, he made a mistake.

When he was on a night tour of the square, he found an oriental man in his twenties. This man was immersed in thinking and his expression was very focused. Jack believed that a temporary guest pickpocket could easily steal things from him. This process was not challenging at all, but Jack still decided to do it, because Because the young man was very strange, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, which made him unable to see through at all.

When he passed by the young man, a blade gently melted the young man's pocket, and several heavy irregular round objects quickly fell into his hand. When he got to the safe place, he almost exploded his lungs, because his hand was actually a few gray stones.

He felt that his ability and his self-confidence were suddenly denied. He was so angry that he wanted to throw away the stones on the spot. However, he majored in astrophysics in college. He soon realized that there was something wrong with these stones. He took them to his former instructor overnight, and then he had the above one. Curtain.

After lunch on the third day, Wang Qi was sitting and meditating. Originally, he didn't need much for magic, and he didn't need to meditate deliberately. However, recently, the making of magic guide stones made him feel that his magic was a little too weak. In research, he often had to wait for the recovery of magic, so he felt that the magic level should be improved.

At this time, Kane came to his mage tower. He is very concerned about Wang Qi's magic progress and will come every once in a while. Singer's illness is like this. Everyone knows that there is more bad luck and less luck. He has placed his hopes on Wang Qi. A spiritual mentor is too important to the council, and Wang Qi is absolutely capable of advanced tutors and even great mentors.

He walked into the research room and saw Wang Qi sitting beside him. He knew that he was practicing and was quite satisfied. He was about to leave when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a gray stone on the table. He couldn't help but be stunned. His eyes slowly opened wide, and then his expression changed greatly. He went closer and picked up the magic guide stone and looked at it carefully, and then his face changed again. He looked back at Wang Qi, who happened to open his eyes.

"Where did this magic guide stone come from?" Kane asked.

"Yoke left it. What's wrong?" Wang Qi told a lie. To explain the origin of these magic stones, it has to involve silver books, and this is his biggest secret. How can it be easily revealed?

"Real, but how could he have such a thing?" Kane frowned, with an uninprehensible expression on his face, and asked, "Is this the only part?"

"What's the matter? Is there anything strange about this magic stone? I don't think there is anything special except that the magic crystallization is a little higher?

"That's because you don't know enough about the wizard world, but now is not the time to tell you about history. Do you still have this kind of magic stone?"

"There are still a few pieces, but they were stolen the day before yesterday."

"It was stolen... Did someone break into our headquarters?" Kane was shocked.

"You misunderstood..." Wang Qi smiled, told the story, and said, "That's it. I don't know who the pickpocket is. It's too troublesome to find it, so I gave up."

"Are those magic stones of the same quality as this one?"

"This is the worst piece." Wang Qidao.

Kane walked around the laboratory and thought for a moment, "No, I suggest you find them all. This is very important. Although it is unlikely to be such a coincidence, if it is really obtained by the Sun Temple, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Why?" Wang Qiqidao.

"Don't ask why. Go and look for it. If there is one, you will regret it. I'll explain it to you when I come back."

Wang Qi was puzzled to fly out of the mage tower and flew to the exit of the dimensional space. He didn't even know what the thief looked like. It was not easy to find it: "Forget it, find a few thieves to ask,"

On the way, he thought of something and suddenly flew to the right, which was the direction of the mage tower where Singer lived.

In the evening, Jack walked into a building, entered the elevator, and came to the second basement floor. When several security personnel confirmed his identity, he entered a door and came to a hall on the fifth basement floor, which was the underground black market auction house in Sears City.

Yesterday morning, he had handed over the stones to the auction host. With the appraisal of his very well-known teacher, they accepted these seemingly penniless stones very quickly. Jack thought that they would take some time to identify them, but he didn't expect it to be auction the next night. I don't know. Is it related to his threat to stop the auction without hurrying?

Entering a special single room prepared for him, Jack drank half a cup of coffee, and the auction began. He was not interested in the previous ones and listened carefully. After waiting for about forty minutes, when the auction was about to end, Jack's stone was finally brought up, and then a big shot came close to the camera.

The venue whispered. I don't know what the organizer is doing. Is it really out of stock? I picked up a few stones on the roadside. However, two of them stood up in consters, and then they noticed each other at the same time.