Mystery: Order and Disorder

Sylvie Heisenberg was quite moved by this, but he still tried to bargain: "Your Excellency Viscount, with another five hundred pounds, I can let you take control!"

Logical, but not human.

Grelint judged silently, shook his head in rejection, and replied in a deep voice:

"This is my bottom line, Mr. Heisenberg. I want you to know that this is still a study that has not really been successful. Excessive greed will not lead to cooperation, and if your sincerity goes beyond that, I think we There is no need to continue negotiations."

Sure enough, it's the face of a noble who eats people and doesn't spit out bones! The party who pays the money can so arrogantly lower the price and grab the wealth. "Sylvie" sighed silently.

"Your Excellency, your sincerity makes me regret my greed."

"The deal, six thousand pounds, fifty-one percent of the shares. My only requirement is that you can pay all the money in one lump sum after signing the contract."

"I hope to sign an investment contract with you as soon as possible, what do you think?"

He agreed!

And he asked for a one-time payment of investment funds!

This seems to be an additional request for an unsuccessful price increase, but Grelint just determined that the other party was a liar who planned to make a fortune and ran away!

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"No problem, Mr. Heisenberg." Grelint agreed.

Before Sylvie had time to be happy, he heard the other party add:

"Of course, before that, I need you to explain the specific parameters of this steam engine and the principle of improvement. To be honest, although I am a loyal believer of the goddess, I am also fully curious and concerned about the magical steam engine. ."

Grelint was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and the smile on his face gradually became playful.

I believe in you!

Grandma's, doesn't it mean that this is a waste aristocrat who is completely incompetent? Where the **** did it go wrong?

If I hadn't inquired beforehand that you are an idiot noble who has no interest in mechanical knowledge at all, how could I have come directly to the door without knowing anything about it?

Sylvie cursed inwardly, her face gradually stiffened, and she forced a smile on her face.

"Your Excellency, the steam engine is a relatively complicated thing. If you are really interested in it, I suggest you start with relatively simple levers and pulleys."

"It's getting late today. I can't explain such a complicated thing to you quickly and clearly."

"Maybe I can visit you another day, so I won't bother you for now."

Said, without waiting for Grelint to refuse, he turned around and wanted to leave.

He was sure that if he was really exposed, he would not be able to get any benefits from being surrounded by many servants of the other party.

And he wouldn't naively hope that the other party didn't actually find out what he was doing.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Liar. If you don't want me to shout so loudly that you are stopped by my servants when you go out!"

Grelint threatened.

Although he successfully exploited the loopholes in "Sylvie"'s words and behaviors to decipher the other party, and gained some feedback and digested a bit of magic medicine.

But he did not use language analysis to refute the other party, so he could not well reflect the art of "lawyer".

To put it simply, I have to be like a villain, explaining the advantages of my brain after the confrontation and victory.

The fake "Sylvie" suddenly stopped in his footsteps, turned around and stared at Grelint, with a hint of madness in his pupils.

"What do you want to do? Your Excellency."

Grelint was secretly vigilant, and his thumb secretly rubbed the law ring to prevent the opponent from jumping over the wall.

Although he has become a Beyonder and benefited from the Ring of Law to gain a certain fighting ability, a well-trained gangster can definitely take him down in a head-on fight without injury.

"Correct your flaws, sir."

Grelint let out a good mouthful of white teeth, and his tone was extremely weak.

"Sylvie" snorted disdainfully and did not move for a while.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of doing something for the time being, Grelint secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"First, Mr. Sylvie, although your work clothes are deliberately wrinkled, there is no damage or oil stains. You probably don't know that steam engines use lubricating oil?"

Grelint chuckled softly, full of sarcasm.

"If you came here subconsciously wearing a work uniform, you probably wouldn't choose a clean one on purpose."

"If you care about your image and don't want your investment to fail, you should at least change into cheap formal clothes?"

"The only explanation is that you want to reinforce your image as an 'inventor', but you don't know much about it."

"Sylvie"'s face gradually became gloomy, and he snorted again without refuting.

And Grelint obviously felt a little more relaxed, and the potion digested a little bit, so he became more and more excited.

"Second, you call yourself an inventor, but you don't give a half-sentence description of your achievements."

"Perhaps a qualified 'fraudster' also has adequate preparations?"

Seeing the other party's face getting gloomier, Grelint became more alert.

"The first..."

Before the word "three" could be said, he saw that the other party's eyes suddenly became cold, a dagger appeared in his hand at some point, and he rushed towards him at an unbelievable speed.

"Sylvie" was very sensitive, so scared that Grelint instinctively dodged sideways.

Because the distance between the two sides is too far, Grelint, who has the fighting bonus of the Ring of Law, easily avoided the opponent's thrusts by sideways.

However, "Sylvie" suddenly turned his wrist and stabbed Grelint's abdomen with extraordinary agility!

He didn't have time to react!

"The Thief", "Hand of Agility"!

He is an extraordinary man!

"Mental piercing!" Grelint used his only attacking skill in time. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Sylvie" suddenly saw two silver-white rays of light shoot out from the other's brown pupils, shining into his own eyes.

The stinging pain like a sudden explosion in the brain, as if it was about to split, blood oozes out from the nostrils, ears, and eyes, blurring the vision.

Due to a headache, his attack missed the target.

Then, Grelint felt a chill in his leg, and the delicate dagger slashed his trousers diagonally from the outside, almost making a cut in his leg.

This is a "swindler" who used mental interference to create hallucinations, pretending to attack the lower abdomen, but in fact attacking the thigh.

"Extraordinary!"

A thought appeared in "Sylvie"'s mind, followed by a strong sense of remorse and a bad feeling.

In order to hold the opponent hostage so that he can leave smoothly, he pretended to attack Grelint's lower abdomen, but in fact he just stabbed him in the thigh, hoping to make him lose his combat power but not let him die.

Seeing the effect of "mental piercing", Grelint didn't have time to think about why the dagger that pierced his lower abdomen scratched his thigh.

The instinctual punch slammed into the enemy's heart with all his strength, causing the opponent to retreat several steps in a row.

"Sylvie", who had blurred vision, aching head, and confused thinking, didn't know the enemy's means, so he didn't dare to entangle too much, and immediately turned around and jumped out of the window to force his way.

Here is the height of the fourth floor!

Before Grelint had time to speak, there was a dull crashing sound from outside.

He ran to the window and saw that "Sylvie" landed head-on, twitched a few times, and gradually lost his voice.

Grelint's villa is surrounded by walls, and others can't see the scene inside. In fact, the ground on the right side and the back side of the villa is not flush with the ground outside the wall, but flush with the foundation of the two-story basement. .

"He may just remember that this is the second floor..."