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In the empty room, Lin Qiye frowned more and more.

The gods cannot enter, so what about numbers 03 and 04?

If they can't get in either, then...

In Lin Qiye's mind, countless thoughts flashed in an instant, and a certain obscure clue was connected together by him, and his heart sank immediately.

"Oops..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself, looking at the back of No. 22 leaving.

He immediately stood up from his seat, pushed the door open and walked out.

The remaining traders waiting at the door were a little puzzled when they saw Lin Qiye suddenly come out.

"All subsequent transactions are cancelled." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "This is the end of my transaction today. If you want to know, go find another agent to trade."

The many agents who queued up for a long time, seeing him canceling the deal so inexplicably, looked a little ugly, but this is a party after all, and Lin Qiye, as the party who has the information, does have the right to refuse the deal, even if they feel resentful, they can only go their separate ways Spread out and find other agents who just traded with Lin Qiye to re-trade.

No. 27 silently watched Lin Qiye's leaving back, his fists gradually clenched.

Lin Qiye walked through the corridor on the second floor, glanced at the trading rooms of No. 03 and No. 22, and quickly walked down the stairs.

"The transaction is over so soon?" He Lin asked in surprise when he saw Lin Qiye going downstairs.

"No, but we don't have time." Lin Qiye looked around and said solemnly, "We'd better get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Leave now? What happened?"

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at the second floor, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not sure yet, but I always feel...the purpose of 03 and 04 shouldn't be that simple."

Lin Qiye didn't have time to talk to He Linduo, so he went straight to No. 01 in the corner.

"I want to leave early."

No. 01 raised his head and glanced at Lin Qiye, "Why?"

"Someone is eyeing my identity as a prophet and wants to harm me." Lin Qiye stared at the shadow under the hood, "Isn't your primary purpose to ensure the safety of the delegates attending the meeting? Now my safety Threatened, I want to leave early."

No. 01 opened his mouth and reminded: "No. 33, I think I should have said, what will happen if you spread false information... If you feel guilty because of spreading false information, and want to escape in the name of life safety, even if you escape to the ends of the earth , will be hunted down.”

"I'm not lying, my life is indeed threatened." Lin Qiye paused, "I swear in the name of the God of Magic."

No. 01 was silent for a moment, glanced at the busy venue, and nodded slightly:

"You go."

Without saying a word, Lin Qiye immediately left Notre Dame de Paris with He Lin through the back door.

"What happened?" He Lin couldn't help asking after returning to the mist.

"The 03 and 04 numbers are very strange." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "Tell me, as gods, why did they participate in the proxy party?"

"Because there is news they want to know, but I don't have an agent?" He Lin thought for a moment and guessed.

"That's right." Lin Qiye nodded, "Their purpose is to provide clues to the King's Treasure House. I think they must have learned through some channel that an agent who knows the whereabouts of the King's Treasure House is going to participate in this party, but Time was running out, and it was too late to find an agent again, so I could only pretend to be an agent and sneak in.

They are most likely from the Zeus faction of Olympus. "

"The Zeus faction...but what does this have to do with us? Why are we running?"

"The king's treasury left behind by Gilgamesh, the gods cannot enter."

When He Lin heard this sentence, he was startled at first, as if he didn't understand what Lin Qiye meant, but soon he noticed something.

"The gods can't get in, you mean..."

"The gods of the Zeus faction want the king's treasury, but they can't get in by themselves... The best way, of course, is to find someone who is under the gods but has a certain strength to help them get it." Lin Qiye Looking back, I glanced at the Notre Dame Cathedral shrouded in mist,

"In this case, God's agent is the best choice."

"Send God's agent to fetch it? Is it coercion or lure?"

"It's hard to say, but I think the probability is the former.

They didn't train their own agents. If they just use benefits to lure other agents to help them obtain the King's Treasure, it will not only cost a huge price, but also risk information leakage.

You should know better than me what these agents of the gods living in the mist are. If they are mercenary, if they know that there is such a thing as the king's treasure house, the first thing they will do is to secretly pass the news to themselves The gods behind him, in exchange for enough benefits, are popular at both ends. "

Lin Qiye paused for a moment,

"If it's coercion, as gods, they just need to suppress a group of agents, put some tricks on them, and force them to do things for themselves. Not only will it cost nothing, but they can also firmly control everyone."

"Aren't they afraid of being retaliated by the god behind the agent after doing this?"

"You also said that most of the agents and gods are using relationships. Would you go against a god of the same level because the tool was forcibly misappropriated? As long as the agent is not dead or disabled, things will be fine. It won't make a fuss.

Furthermore, as long as one can get the king's treasure house, what's the point of setting up a few enemies? "

"The king's treasury left behind by Gilgamesh must not be easy to obtain. There must be tricks in it, so even if they want to find an agent to act as a guinea pig to get in, they must find someone who is strong enough... …

And now, more than half of the agents of the gods in the mist are gathered here. This gathering is the best time for them to choose a mouse! "

The more He Lin thought about it, the more he felt that what Lin Qiye said made sense.

He looked back at the Notre Dame de Paris in the mist. Apart from being mysterious, it seemed to be a little more terrifying.

……

Surrogate party.

No. 03 walked out of the room of No. 22. Since No. 22 needed to draw a map on the spot, he was delayed a lot of time.

He went straight to the room where Lin Qiye was originally, but found that it was empty.

Under the hood, surprise appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, No. 04 quietly walked behind him.

"Where's No. 33's prophet?" No. 03 asked in a deep voice.

"Leaving early." 04 replied.

"Leaving early? Did he find something?"

"Probably not. It is impossible for this group of humans to see through our disguise...unless, he foresaw something in advance." No. 04 paused,

"It seems that this prophet still has some strength..."

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