Chapter 205 Professor Green

The plan of the White Wolf with Empty Gloves was carried out smoothly, and everything was as Lynch expected. Not only was it fruitful, but it also connected with the Archaeological Association. The future cooperation will be smooth and intimate. Just like the information about advent-level rare objects, the confidentiality level should be very high under normal circumstances, but with the stroke of a pen, Chairman Ole approved Lynch's investigation request on the spot.

It seems that the seemingly ordinary business war routines in previous life dramas are actually the experience accumulated over decades in the era of information explosion, and they are still quite effective for people in the Victorian era.

The people of the Archaeological Association seemed to have taken advantage of them. As soon as the two left the chairman's office, excited cheers came from the door, which was so intense that Lynch was a little worried about whether there was something wrong with the two little old men's hearts.

Miss Valente finally couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as she left the office, she pulled Lynch to a corner and asked, "Elder Nicklay only knew that the ancient city was under Best Mountain, and didn't know at all." The specific location, so we actually can’t even provide the specific location.”

Lynch said firmly: "Don't worry, we don't actually need to know the specific location of Zul'Glassar. Grant and Chief Blue have already provided it. It will definitely appear during the tunnel project, otherwise the sewer ghouls will not be there." They will use tunnel construction to force the ancient city to appear. "

"So we actually can't get anything out? Just by going around a few of them, we got tens of thousands of pounds in compensation for the mountain residents, as well as a bunch of promises from the Archaeological Association? Many of them are It’s a very ancient and powerful thing. How could they accept it? Please be careful, Mr. Lynch.”

This was beyond her knowledge, and Miss Valente looked at Lynch with worry.

Lynch smiled with some emotion. He knew that this was the limitation of the era. No one in this era had come up with such a method: "But in fact, they all accepted it, and they even wanted to say thank you to us."

Miss Valente breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, the two little old men had thanked them so much just now. They were more cordial than seeing Saint Nightingale, as if they had seen immortality and the Supreme coming to the world. But she still felt uneasy for Lynch and asked: "Why is this happening? Sorry, if you ask too much, I take back the question."

Lynch did not hide anything and explained patiently: "There is no need to take it back. It's not a sophisticated skill, it's just a simple information gap. They each have what they want, and there are also things that others don't have. As long as we guess them All their needs and needs, and then use the names of other parties to deal with them, so that their needs are met and the payment does not exceed their psychological price, you can get a result that is satisfactory to most people. I would be happy to accept it.”

"As long as several parties are satisfied, then we can mix our own interests into it and get enough benefits without paying any price. Just control their total contribution to not exceed the range of their hearts. Not only will they not They will object, but they will happily chase us to say thank you. Oh, some people may not be willing to express their gratitude. After all, some people have paid too much, but who makes them so greedy and have the food all to themselves? Avoiding bankruptcy and being able to make a little more money is already the greatest luck.”

Miss Valente covered her mouth, looking thoughtful, staring at Lynch unblinkingly with her big eyes, not knowing what she was thinking. Lin Qi didn't care and continued:

"Actually, those were just appetizers, and they were just small goals at most. We haven't gone to the Governor's Mansion yet, the main meal is there."

Miss Valente asked in surprise: "Is there one in the Governor's Palace too?"

"Of course, Grant has to pay a large amount of money, the sewer ghouls have to pay for the location of Zul'Glassar, and the Archaeological Association has to undertake the specific work of excavation and academic support. There will be a lot of trouble later, but what about the Governor's Mansion?"

"They can get the reputation of subsidizing the victims of the Square Massacre, and they can get the ruins of a huge ancient city on the edge of the city out of thin air. The future development and operation can bring a very considerable income, and it can also bring a huge reputation to the Wien family. , and their contribution is just to do everything business and not to set up obstacles for other parties? Is this reasonable? How can there be a good thing that only takes profits without paying."

Miss Valente pointed at herself and Lynch with a subtle expression.

"We have also done coordination work and paid our moral standards, right? Ahem, in short, in order to ensure fairness to the other parties we represent, we have to ask the Governor's Mansion to pay more."

Seeing Miss Valente take a step back and looking at him with frightened eyes as if she were looking at a mysterious alien, Lynch glared at her and explained:

"Actually, the main interest is still in the Governor's Mansion, but you still need to consider what it is specifically."

Miss Valente was stunned: "Me? The Valente family also has a share? Why?"

"You don't know? Oh, my red moon." Lynch exclaimed in a contrived translation accent.

【I am here. 】

‘…Don’t make trouble. ’ Lynch almost choked to death. He coughed a few times before recovering. He said to Miss Valente, “The most important point of this kind of cooperation is that everyone can get enough benefits. It is equal to everyone. Of course, it may be more equal to some of the parties. Therefore, it is impossible to miss the interests of the Valente family. Don’t forget that a large part of the mountains through which the tunnel passes is the territory of the Valente family. This is the direct interest of the Valente family. If it is operated properly, you may be able to exchange the territory for part of the income of the entire railway. The steam engine has brought Rand into the era of railways. This is also a good idea, but it depends on your own ideas. "

Miss Valente frowned slightly. Lynch’s suggestion that transcended the times made her fall into deep thought. She realized that what Lynch said was unprecedented, but it was in line with human nature and common sense when she thought about it carefully. The Valente family might really get a large share of the benefits. But we must act cautiously and not let the family get into trouble.

"There's no rush for the Governor's Office. You can think about it slowly. Let's go meet the ocean current in the crazy dream first."

While they were plotting, the two of them had already taken the approval document from Chairman Ole and walked into a hall on the second floor of the museum.

As soon as they entered the door, a cold and decayed atmosphere hit them, as if they were in an ancient tomb.

There were many display cabinets around, with all kinds of dirty fragments inside. Old statues and totems were piled in the corners. The flickering light of the gas lamps shone on these antiquities, and the shadows shook and twisted from time to time, making the weird antiquities look like they were alive.

Professor Green, a white-haired old man with a rosacea, was standing in the middle of the hall with a group of people, with a large skeleton in front of them.

The skeleton seemed to be some kind of large animal, with a body like a horse, a head like a bird, hooves on the hind limbs, claws on the front limbs, and a pair of bat wings on the back.

Although it was just a skeleton specimen, Lynch felt an instinctive disgust and nausea when he saw it, as if it was some weird and evil mysterious alien.

Professor Green was staring at the skeleton intently. After a few seconds, he suddenly took the notebook handed over by others, pressed his right hand on the spread page, and slowly brushed his palm across the paper.

As he moved, a lifelike skeleton portrait emerged from his hands, which was clearer and more real than a black and white photo.

[Power, painting, ability, copying. ]

After comparing his work with the skeleton for a moment, Professor Green nodded with satisfaction and stared at Lynch and Miss Valente impatiently.

"Aren't you all right? Why did you come here again? Don't disturb our research. The things buried in the soil are much cuter than you. I don't want to waste time looking at you. When you are as explicit as it is, I might be a little interested."

It's really explicit.

Lynch sighed at the skeleton and handed over the approval document from Chairman Ole.

"Cooperate with your investigation? Are you kidding?" Professor Green's rosacea became redder and he flew into a rage on the spot. "My time is so precious. This complete skeleton of Byakki is waiting for me. This is a rare opportunity for me to win the Rand Archaeology Medal. Why should I waste my precious time on you?"

"Well... maybe, because I'm an investor?" Lynch imitated the same tone and action of Professor Green not long ago, scratched his head and asked back, "Or because I brought a large sum of money, can your research also get a share?"

The old professor fell silent. Just when Lynch was worried that he couldn't take a joke and was going to get angry, he suddenly threw away the notebook in his hand, grabbed Lynch's hand, and the smile on his face made his nose glow red, and excitedly pulled him to the office on the side.

"You should have said it earlier. Come in and sit down. Why don't you take out my best coffee to entertain the two gentlemen? Please come in and sit down. Here, investors are as great as the twelve gods. Whatever you want to investigate, just tell me. I will fully cooperate."

Hiss, Lynch finally realized that the people in the Archaeological Association were really sick. Seeing that Miss Valente was already covering her mouth and couldn't stand up straight, he knew that this girl was unreliable, so he had to laugh dryly and answered: "The Gate of Falsehood and Reality, the chairman said you know more about it."

The smile suddenly choked, and the sharp eyes hit Lynch's face. Lynch didn't say anything, just smiled slowly and looked at him calmly.

Looking at Lynch and then at the approval document in his hand, Professor Green hesitated for a moment before frowning and said: "That is a very disgusting strange thing, the advent level, the image is..."

When Lynch heard it, he quickly took out the detective notebook and pen and was about to record the information in the book, but the pen tip automatically cracked as soon as it touched the paper, as if he had used too much force.

What's going on?

When he looked up again, he found that Professor Green and Miss Valente were looking at him with extremely weird and extremely admiring eyes.

"I have been studying archaeology for forty years, and this is the first time I have seen someone who dares to try to directly record the information of the Advent-level wonders." Professor Green rubbed his nose and said in horror, "Are you going to make a mysterious file of the Advent-level directly? It is impossible to complete a mysterious file of that level without sacrificing hundreds of lives, right? Or do you plan to drain your soul to try it?"

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Only then did Lynch realize how dangerous and stupid he had accidentally done. Sure enough, the mysterious world is full of counterintuitive and bizarre things. He must use his brain more before doing things in the future.

Lin Qi smiled awkwardly, put away his notebook and said: "It was a mistake, it was just an instinct. What do you think the image of that thing is?"

"A mirror, stained with the power of replication, can turn the false into the real, or to put it more vividly, turn the image reflected in the mirror into a physical entity."