Chapter 133: Improper Cooperation (Thanks to Kxdjt for the Reward)

"Just tell me directly." Xing Ze held his chin with his hand, "I don't have much time to play guessing games with you."

"If I tell you that A sent me to assist you, would you believe it?" John replied with a smile.

Xing Ze pondered for a moment and said, "They want you to find Benson's inheritance?"

"I don't deny this possibility. Damn, can't we go inside and talk? It's cold outside."

Xing Ze turned his head and glanced at the house behind him, "It's haunted."

"That's better than freezing outside. Okay, okay, undo the magic, let's find a warmer place, have some wine, and then have a good talk."

"No, talk now." Xing Ze refused bluntly, "If you can give me some satisfactory information, I can consider letting you go."

John pouted, "For the sake of our past, kid. Take out the wine jug in my chest bag."

Xing Ze reached out and searched for a while, then took out the wine jug, but put it in his pocket.

"You give me information, I give you wine. It's a fair deal."

"Don't do that." John begged, but after seeing Xing Ze's increasingly cold eyes, he put away his cynical look.

"You made a bet with A." ​​He said, "and I bet a lot of money on you. So I have to make sure you win."

"Tell the truth, J."

"For Merlin's sake. When I told the truth, you didn't believe it again. Yes, A did ask me to watch you, because he was afraid that you would do something crazy."

"Crazy things?" Xing Ze frowned.

"Yes, such as blowing up a place or killing someone. I think you should be able to do it for the truth, right?"

"Speaking of killing." Xing Ze glanced at John coldly, "I do have this idea now."

"Don't look at me like that, kid, I'm not your enemy. Go on, A did ask me to find Benson's inheritance. But they say theirs, and I do mine."

"So, are you drawing a line with them?"

"Believe it or not, kid." John moved his butt, "Okay, give me a drink, damn, my feet are almost frozen."

Xing Ze took out the wine bottle and unscrewed it, and handed it over. John held the bottle mouth with his mouth and raised his head to drink a sip.

The wine flask was quickly taken away by Xing Ze, "How can I believe that you were not sent by R? You worked for him before."

"Aha," John laughed, and the smell of alcohol and breath turned into white mist, "This is indeed a difficult question to answer. To be honest, I am not loyal to anyone. After experiencing the previous fucked-up things, I only believe in myself.

"You can not believe me. But like I said, I bet on you to win this bet. So, I brought you some information."

"You can come to me directly. No need to follow me secretly."

"For Merlin's sake, kid." John stretched his legs, "I am working for them after all, you have to let me find something to perfunctory them."

"So, what did you find?"

"It depends on what kind of wine you give me."

"Or I can use the money from the wine to buy you a thin coffin, and then bury you here, so that you can keep the ghosts in the house company. Ah, don't rush to thank me, after all, we have fought together. "

"You are so heartless." John rolled his eyes, "I don't plan to report everything. For example, among the people you contacted was Hanno von Winkler's granddaughter and the crazy boy from the Albin family.

"Given the good relationship between Benson and Hanno when he was alive, I guess the matter here must be related to his inheritance? Did you encounter any problems? Don't answer me, I don't want to know.

"The less I know, the more truthful I will be when I report to the higher-ups. So, if you can buy me a drink, I might be inspired and write a satisfactory report."

Xing Ze smiled dryly, "They often say that the dead can keep secrets better."

"Which son of a bitch said that?" John spit on the ground again, "Oh, come on, kid. You know that keeping me is more useful than killing me."

"Really?"

"Yes, damn it, give me a drink." John stuck out his tongue, "I'm freezing to death. "

Xing Ze put the wine pot to his lips, waited for John to take a sip, and then quickly took it back.

The poor drunkard licked his lips and said, "You are such a miser. Killing me will not solve the problem, you should know this. A will send another person to monitor you.

"You can keep killing, but he will keep sending. Until one of you gets disgusted, I bet it must be A who loses patience. Big men like him never have much patience..."

"I thought the Key Hall was short-staffed." Xing Ze interrupted.

"It is indeed short-staffed. So in the end, they will not send members. But people with more complex compositions. For example, bounty hunters, such as undertakers.

"You have also seen the methods of those people. But if I am allowed to live, things will become much simpler. No matter what you are calculating, it is none of my business. I only care about the final result.

"Let me help you, kid, I know how to deal with those high-level people, I will help you delay time so that you can finish the task at hand."

Xing Ze transferred the wine flask to his other hand, "The problem now is, J, I don't know which side you are on. I don't want to take the risk of believing you, because there are too many things bothering me."

"Damn, I can't feel my hands anymore." John complained, "Then let me show my sincerity."

"Tell me before your hands freeze."

"Do you know Slytherin?"

"Salazar Slytherin?"

"No, no, I'm talking about the Slytherin family."

Xing Ze frowned and thought for a while, "As far as I know, the Slytherin family has no descendants. The only heir, the Gaunt family, has long since fallen."

John's eyes flashed a glimmer, and he grinned, "That's just an external announcement. Slytherin has another bloodline - the collateral bloodline.

"At the beginning, they were expelled from the family because they opposed Salazar Slytherin's pure blood advocacy. Your current biggest enemy, the racist and pure blood advocate Mr. R, comes from this family. "

"But didn't you say they opposed pure blood supremacy? "

"There will always be rebels in the family. Just like Reko Yarbin, this is not surprising."

"It doesn't help me." Xing Ze shrugged, "It can't change my decision."

"Then you know that A is also from that family?"

Xing Ze's expression changed.

"You know, those big families are always very protective of their shortcomings." John showed a sly smile, "You need an insider to prevent them from working together to pit you. So, make a decision, kid. Kill me or leave me."

Xing Ze thought for a long time, then stuffed the wine flask back into John's coat.

"Hey, kid, unlock the magic."

"It will unlock itself in half an hour."

"Damn, I wish you a plague, bastard, let the plague eat you alive."

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