Chapter 1462 Prerequisites for the Transaction

"Good morning, Senior Brother Lin Nian, do you want to go to the library together?"

"Good morning, Brother Nian, why are you free for a walk today? Do you want to take a walk together?"

"Good morning, junior brother. Are you free at noon? Let's have a meal together?"

Walking on the path of the college, all the students who passed by were greeting Lin Nian. Most of them were juniors and seniors. Lin Nian responded to them one by one and declined some invitations that were a little too enthusiastic.

Just like Susie said, I can clearly feel that the current situation has indeed changed.

In the past, the senior students in the college would mostly talk nonsense on the forum, or say hello to him from a distance. But looking closer, there were already dozens of female classmates coming over to give him a slap in the face. I have poked my contact information, enthusiastic and bold.

If Fingel knew how worried Lin Nian was right now, he would definitely slap him on the back of the head and scold you, a mixed-race succubus, who wants to build a memorial arch? Damn, a man who is full does not know how to be hungry, a man who is hungry will die of drought, a man who is flooded will die of waterlogging, a timid man will be starved to death, and a bold man will be starved to death.

I don’t know how many freshmen, with the ambition to seize the power of the world and get drunk on the knees of beauties, step into the gates of Kassel College with high spirits. They want to show off their ambitions in the next four years, eat all the classmates and even their classmates, and even still have their charm. He was the dean of the school, but he was humiliated by the elites everywhere, and he was put to shame by the noble lords who were as tall as the mountains.

Now you, Lin Nian, are standing on the commanding heights of Kassel, but you still look like this useless person. What the hell is your mother-in-law doing now? Do big things, do big things, why are you still acting like this? The senior sister used Chanel lipstick to write your phone number on the back of your hand, why did you shrink your hand in embarrassment? If it were Fingel, he would have raised his hands and embraced everything that belonged to him!

"Have you had enough of your epilepsy?"

Lin Nian appeared behind the bench beside the Hall of Valor Square, raised his hand and pressed Fingel's shoulder, looking at the guy's dazed expression, he said calmly.

Fingel, who was held down by him and was wearing a shirt, jeans and sunglasses, shook his whole body. He was stunned and didn't realize how the other party was standing behind him. According to the most clichéd term, that is, if he was Fingel's head had been cut off on the battlefield.

"Junior brother, when did you come?" Fingel said without knowing what to say. It seemed that he must have been on Chinese forums or video websites recently and read some inexplicable things, and the knowledge base was infected.

"I just arrived. I feel a little uncomfortable seeing you sitting here and staring at me with evil intentions." Lin Nian sighed.

"Use me as an excuse to get away from those hawks and swallows. How about it, does it feel good to be single?" Fingel raised his head, gently scraped off his sunglasses with his fingers and looked at Lin Nian behind the bench.

"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Nian raised his hand and flicked his forehead. The movement was small, but the force was strong enough that Fingel was hit on the heel of the head with a heavy hammer. His brain was shaking wildly in his skull, and his whole body was paralyzed. I sat on the bench, my eyes rolled white under my sunglasses, and my whole body was numb.

"So is you the insider Susie mentioned? Why wasn't I surprised at all when I saw your name on the email?" Lin Nian sat next to Fingel, spread his legs naturally, and bent over Resting his wrist on the inner thigh, he looked down at the empty square illuminated by the sun in front of the Hall of Valor. The statue of the rooster had been erected again, but the nearby scaffolding had not yet been dismantled, and the green net on the outer frame reflected the sunlight. .

"These are head melon seeds, not watermelon eggs. Leave them here to open a watermelon (Lin Nian's way of opening a watermelon is to snap his fingers). You don't have to do it lightly or hard." It took Fingel a while to recover, and a mark appeared on his forehead. Hong Yinzi, but he just complained a few words and let it go. After all, he was the one who made the mess and said, "For intelligence, to find insiders, to play espionage, just go to the Information Department, not to mention what happens outside, just in In the academy, if you want to investigate something, I am not the first one to think of you. I feel very disappointed. "

"Would you feel better if I apologized?"

"Compared with an apology, it is better to get substantial benefits." Fingel became serious.

"Don't talk about the benefits you have or don't have. The Lion Heart Club should have promised you the benefits you want." Lin Nian said, he understood Fingel very well and always wanted to find opportunities to get both sides.

"It's very broad. It means that I can make any request. As long as the sponsor agrees, any request that is not too excessive is fine." Fingel shrugged.

"Then what's your request?" To be honest, Lin Nian felt relieved when he saw that the insider was Fingel. At least this favor wouldn't be too weird. At most, his request was to pay off the credit card debt. Or something like cash only?

"I didn't mention it." Fingel looked at Lin Nian and said, "I insisted on meeting the funder first before making any request. Otherwise, wouldn't this information be sold at a loss?"

"Is it convenient for you to sit down and raise the price?"

"You still understand me, junior brother." Fingel put his hand on Lin Nian's shoulder quite naturally. Although he couldn't hug a beautiful woman on either side, it was still okay to hug a handsome guy that beauties were crazy about. A kind of success, "After all, the market value of things like intelligence fluctuates greatly. If it is sold to ordinary poor students, it is probably worth the few hundred dollars I owe on my credit card. But if it is someone in the faculty system, then this The information is worth the price of a passing grade in the final exam. If you are lucky enough to catch a grudge like Caesar Gattuso, then the price will be mine."

"So what kind of oil do you want to scrape off my body?" Lin Nian looked at Finger expressionlessly and asked.

"What is oil? Junior brother, you are like the sperm whale. What's on your body is not oil, but ointment. Just one layer is enough to keep the fragrance for a long time and make you rich."

"Speak nicely." Lin Nian looked unfriendly.

"Okay." Finger pulled his hand back without leaving a trace. If you stroke a cat's fur, it should be smooth. The same is true for tigers. "Junior brother, have you heard a story?"

"Now you have to tell a story to make conditions?" Lin Nian looked at this guy sideways, wondering what bad water he was planning.

"No hurry, anyway, you are idle anyway, haven't you been doing nothing in Norton Hall for three months? It's better to get some sun exposure for healing." Finger put his finger on his sunglasses and smiled meanly.

Lin Nian found that he seemed to have to let him do whatever he wanted, after all, the information was in his hands.

"Junior brother, have you ever heard a story? It is said that a great general in ancient Greece begged the goddess of war Athena for a blessing to win the next war. Athena agreed to his request, but made a request to him, that is, when he returned victorious, the first treasure he saw in his hometown must be presented to the goddess, otherwise he would lose all the honors he had won."

Fingal lay on his back on the bench, saluting the beautiful school girls passing by the square in the distance. Those beautiful girls who saw Lin Nian and wanted to come over to say hello were forced back by the rather vulgar eyes under the sunglasses. They could only look at the "treasure" protected by the venomous snake from a distance with regret and then flee like a plague god.

"I have heard this story, or it may be a replica of this story. The first thing he saw when he returned to his hometown was the daughter born to him by his wife." Lin Nian nodded. This kind of story appeared in Grimm's fairy tales, Greek mythology, and various folk tales. It is not too new.

"The knowledge involved is quite wide." Fingel gave a thumbs up.

"So? What's the point of telling this story?"

"Do you want to make a similar contract?" Finkel hung his sunglasses on his head, looked at Lin Nian with interest and said, "I'll tell you who took the documents of the executive department and where they are hiding. As a condition, you also play a game similar to this story with me."

Hmm?

Lin Nian squinted at Finkel, thinking that this guy must be doing something, but soon the other party pushed down his sunglasses to cover his eyes, and his face still had that lazy smile of a useless and lowly person, "Junior brother, do you want to do it? It's worth it! You don't lose money, and you don't sell your body. If it were someone else, your chastity would be at least lost today! Do you know how many people decide to use the three-month relationship to capture you on the next free day?"

There's something fishy, ​​this is the first thought that popped into Lin Nian's mind.

He looked up at the sky at noon, thinking that half a day had been wasted on Finger, and it was too late to look for other clues. He could only pinch his nose to see what the other party was doing. "You tell me how you want to play first, and then I will consider whether to agree or not."

"I will tell you the information you want as a condition. After you successfully capture those people, from that moment on, you cannot refuse the next request made to you." Finger made a rather strange request.

"Request?" Lin Nian paused.

"For example, when the rules of the game come into effect, you suddenly meet a junior sister on your way home and say, Junior brother, I have admired you for a long time. Can we have dinner together tonight to communicate if we have time?" Finger made a coquettish expression, which gave Lin Nian, who was expressionless, goose bumps and resisted the urge to slap him on his sunglasses.

"According to the rules, this is the first request I have encountered, so I can't refuse it, right?" He asked indifferently.

"Ah, right, right."

"But there must be a limit to this kind of request. What if someone asks me to kill the principal, or kill a professor he doesn't like?" Lin Nian immediately raised an objection.

"Of course you can refuse, and this request doesn't count. Take the next request as the first request." Finkel said as a matter of course, "I said, it's just a game, and requests that are too excessive will naturally not be allowed."

"Then where is the limit? If the final right of interpretation belongs to me, I can judge any request as excessive until I meet a request that I can accept." Lin Nian's damn rigor is wrong again.

"Follow your heart." Finger tapped his muscular chest with his fingers and raised his eyebrows. "As long as you feel that this request is not excessive, you have to accept it. This depends purely on your gaming ethics - that is, whether you can afford to play."

Everyone who knows Lin Nian knows that when it comes to games, Lin Nian has always been very competitive and will do anything to win. But if you ask Lin Nian whether he can afford to play, he definitely can. The more competitive a person is, the more important this aspect is, otherwise their hard-won victory will be meaningless.

Fingal shrugged, "But as a game, there are still some additional conditions. For example, you can't take the initiative to let others make an insignificant request to you. This request must be made by others. Secondly, as long as this reason does not involve insults to your personality or personal threats to others, as well as disrupting social public order and other illegal and disorderly behaviors, you must choose to accept it without bargaining."

"What if someone wants me to give him a baby?" Lin Nian suddenly blurted out a popular online buzzword recently.

"I surfed the Internet a lot when I was bored in Norton Hall." Finger glanced at Lin Nian, "Giving birth to a baby. Look at you, if you think this insults your personality or personal safety, then you refuse. But if you can really afford it, then what if you give a baby to your seniors and juniors? Doesn't the college also encourage early childbirth? You can get more credits with wedding photos."

"I have full credits this term, so I don't need this." Lin Nian showed the afterglow of a strong man.

Then he fell into silence again, thinking about the pros and cons of this game - it must be said that his curiosity was aroused by the sudden jump from a simple task to a strange game. It may also be related to the fact that he had been isolated in Norton Hall for three months and had not been exposed to anything new. In any case, Finkel did arouse his long-dormant interest.