The Devil’s Cage Chapter 42: Reception room killing
Emma Eddie sat quietly on the sofa and waited.
She looked over the reception room, which seemed to be very simple, but heart was surprised.
Not to mention anything else, the vase on the right hand side after entering the door, according to the style, should be the product of the late Pope.
The above depicts the story of ‘God blesses the believers’.
After a little discrimination, Emma Eddie concluded that the vase is authentic.
In addition to this vase, an oil painting depicting the War of the Age of Resistance is also hung in the reception room. Although it has been obviously repaired, its value is also very expensive.
"The vase is worth about 15 and the oil painting is at least 10. If you meet a favorite buyer, the price may be 2-3 more."
"The other party's wealth is somewhat beyond imagination."
"However, when you meet that guy, you are really unlucky."
Emma Eddie suddenly sighed.
Of course, it’s just a sigh, and I will never sympathize.
Emma Eddie has dealt with these so-called collectors more than once. She knows very well what the essence of these guys is.
It is no different from street thieves and robbers.
At most it’s a sounding title.
And some of the tricky methods used in it are even more chilling.
Probably, there will be real collectors.
But Emma Eddie has not seen it.
She also has no hope for Putt.
Because, since entering here, her instinct tells her that it is very dangerous to be full of evil intent here.
Especially when Putt appears.
This well-known collector in Eckend City is not too young. His hair is gray, and his thin face has traces of time. Although he doesn’t need help, he doesn’t walk fast. From opening the door to walking in front of Emma Eddie, it took three or four seconds, a little slower than the average person walking.
"Hello Mr. Putt."
"I’m here on behalf of Your Excellency 2567. He heard that you have a ‘Modin statue’ here, hoping to buy it at a high price."
Without waiting for the other party to speak, Emma Eddie stood up in advance to greet the other party, and, quickly and clearly.
On the back of Emma Eddie, the fine sweat beads of first floor have wet the T-shirt.
In the eyes of Emma Eddie, it looks like the old dragon clock Putt is like a fierce beast patrolling his own territory, opening her blood basin at any time to her prey that has invaded the opponent's territory.
"Horrible guy!"
Emma Eddie never doubts his intuition.
Her instinct has saved her too many times.
This time, Emma Eddie is no exception.
So, she became more cautious.
"Your Excellency 2567, how do you know I will have a ‘Modin statue’ here?"
"Although I don’t want to say it, I don’t think people here will reveal my favorites."
Putt asked casually.
"Someone sold the corresponding information to Your Excellency 2567."
"However, I have never seen that person."
Faced with the Putt question, Emma Eddie did not hesitate to answer, even if it is lie, under this premise, it has become real.
At least, Putt did not see any flaws.
"is that right?"
"Sorry, I do have a ‘Modin statue’, but I’m not going to sell it—you know, real collectors don’t sell their collections.”
After saying something to himself, Putt shook his head and rejected Emma Eddie.
"That is really regrettable."
"I will faithfully convey your ideas to Your Excellency 2567, but you do not need to worry, Your Excellency 2567 is not that kind of wanton."
"He will understand your pains."
Speaking, Emma Eddie got up and said goodbye.
In her heart, the evil intent is getting stronger and stronger, and the sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger.
She didn’t want to stay here for a moment.
"I hope so."
Looking at the back of Emma Eddie leaving, Putt lowered his eyes, covering the viciousness and resentment that could hardly be suppressed.
After the initial shock, Putt reacted quickly, and that person ‘Gluttony Monarch’ had any idea.
"Want to use others' Greed of ‘Modin Statue’ to disrupt the situation and fish in muddy water?”
"‘Gluttony Monarch’ is too simple for you to think about!"
"You never know who you are facing!"
"Let’s start with the woman in front of me, I want you to regret the teasing of me!"
murderous intent of Putt heart is getting richer.
And the body of the Emma Eddie in the front row was shaking.
Beyond the ordinary Intuition, she was aware of the badness of the collector behind her, but she knew that she was still safe for the time being, and the other party would not shoot her at the other party’s house, at least until she left.
Therefore, Emma Eddie is not worried.
Intuitively, the hunch that seemed like a big disaster is coming, but it was like a shadow of death that enveloped her around, lingering.
"What's wrong?"
"What will happen?"
The speculation that heart keeps rising makes Emma Eddie go faster and faster. Her palms unconsciously lift up and gently wipe her nose nails.
It looks like a random action.
But it brings a little peace of mind to Emma Eddie.
Then...
The breeze swept over my ears.
The subtle sound of the wind is like being on the lakeside in summer evenings.
Not only comfortable, but also comfortable.
But Emma Eddie is like an ice cellar, and the whole person stiff is in place.
The breeze, in her feelings, is the biting cold wind, not only ice cold~IndoMTL.com~ but also dark, just like the death of the mythology who plundered all life.
The layer of invisible force field rippled around her, and a crack appeared on the silver qualitative nose nail. Then, it shattered and spread like a spider web.
Pap!
In the end, the nose nail broke.
But Emma Eddie survived.
When the invisible force field Shield appeared, the entire Emma Eddie rushed to the corner, where there was a set of longer sofas, which could not be better as a temporary defense.
The bright red liquid of first floor appeared on the feet of Emma Eddie, which doubled the speed of Emma Eddie. Before the invisible force field Shield was completely broken, Emma Eddie got behind the sofa.
"How to leave?"
Emma Eddie looked at the ‘Blood Person’ Odolk that appeared silently beside him, asked in a low voice.
She didn't ask why the other person appeared here.
Not even asking the other party what happened.
Which of these problems matters is important.
‘Blood Person’ Odolk made a mute gesture and raised his hand to corrode the wall behind the sofa.
And in the reception room, the that person collector has curled his arms around his head, and a figure is fighting ‘Giant Arm’ because of the employer’s injury and Wrath.
The two sides can't have a fight.
No one cares about Emma Eddie and ‘Blood Person’ Odolk at all.
No one heard the strange noise mixed in the siren sound.
No!
Putt noticed.
The collector opened his mouth in horror and wanted to call for help.
However, it is late.
A dagger shot from the shadow and straight into his mouth, not only pierced Putt's neck, but also cut his vocal cords.
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