Chapter 604: negotiation

　　 there are tracking glasses.
This is an old gentleman's monocle. One end has a somewhat worn and blurred lens, and the other end is an agate and gem clip worn on a fine gold chain.
This kind of lens was very popular among Victorian gentlemen, so popular that even people without visual impairment would wear a pair of plain glasses as accessories.
But it is unqualified as an accessory because it has a very poor experience in use. The lens needs to be embedded in the eye socket and the other end is clamped on the chest to prevent the lens from falling. Not to mention uncomfortable, people with shallow eye sockets can't use it.
Of course, you can also use it in your hand.
It's just that this usage can't generally be used to look at people, because because of its weird behavior, it will be considered a rude behavior (some people will do it deliberately to show contempt).
The role of this monocle is also very simple, that is tracking.
In theory, he can track any person or thing, and can ignore space, time and any means of hiding.
But in fact, its effect is not so bt. After testing, the more distant things it can track, the more obscure the clues it can track.
But for wizards, it is enough to have some blurry pictures and approximate locations.
After all, they have the Phantom Shifting Curse, as long as the target is not in a place where the space is blocked, they can rely on this information to lock the coordinates and directly transmit it.
It is through this monolithic eye that the talents of the International Magic Federation can continuously obtain Harry's location information, otherwise, with the powerful ability of the death cloak, it would be wishful thinking for others to find him.
There is also a mysterious object called Po Kong Pond used with the tracking eye.
This is an irregular pond with an area of ​​about five square meters, filled with a light blue translucent unknown liquid.
Its ability is very simple, that is to break through the space on the premise of obtaining enough information to form a one-way portal that can last for 30 minutes.
Most importantly, the portal it builds can directly ignore any known means of blocking space, including anti-ghosting and anti-ghosting.
The reason why the wizards of the International Magic Federation can directly enter the secret realm of the Freemasonry is entirely dependent on the special abilities of the tracking glasses and the empty pool.
In addition to these mysteries, the International Magic Federation also contains a large number of harmful mysteries, such as the back killer (a black child who is hairy and looks like a monkey. When you get along with him, you must face him directly. If you see his back It will die suddenly.), Fear Box (a circus scare box with a clown doll inside. Once someone approaches the box, it will automatically open, and the clown doll inside will jump out to kill.), Cthulhu’s Gold ( A piece of high-purity gold that will continue to multiply, any human who has touched its body or its multiplying body will be transformed into a murloc within a month,)...
It is reported that these dangerous harmful mysteries have been sealed under the sacred mountain, suppressed by the sacred mountain whose weight is impossible to estimate.
After listening to Benjamin's report, Mike's face became a little ugly.
He doesn't care much about other things, even the information about the holy mountain, he doesn't care much. The only thing that makes him unhappy is the tracking glasses and the broken empty pool.
The ability of this combination is really terrifying! This means that as long as the International Magic Federation thinks, they can put their troops into the secret territory of the Freemasonry at any time, or they can put their troops on Mike or other members of the Freemasonry. This is a huge for Freemasonry. Threatened.
Benjamin also saw Mike's thoughts, he smiled and said:
"The use of the empty pool is very limited. To activate it, you need quite detailed information, but with the vague information obtained by the tracking glasses, it can't break the space of Freemasonry at all. And they The reason why I was able to do it last time was entirely because too much information about Harry was collected, so that Harry could be used as a coordinate point and transmitted."
Hearing that Macbeth took a look at Benjamin, he had realized that this was Benjamin deliberately selling off his feet to make himself ugly.
However, Mike did not react more violently. He has always remembered the vow when the Freemasonry was founded-together!
He and every member of the Freemasonry are equal, and they are friends.
It is normal for friends to make jokes.
Mike frowned and said:
"Then the task now is to find Harry as soon as possible. You must do your best, or the people from the International Magic Federation will most likely send someone directly over again."
"Don't worry, Arthur has already looked for it, and I believe there will be results soon." Franklin said, "You know, as a demon hunter, hunting is what Arthur is best at."
"Didn't he just get hurt? Why did he go out to find Harry again?"
Mike asked in surprise, but Franklin shrugged and said:
"People and their physique cannot be generalized. For example, when I was extremely angry, one person killed 5 12-inch potato wedges and bacon pizza. As a demon hunter, Arthur is like us. The fetus is naturally incomparable."
Mike ignored Franklin's inexplicably weird speech, and just nodded silently.
Mike understands Arthur's desire to catch Harry as soon as possible to avenge his chest, but he really doesn't like Arthur.
The death cloak is too strong, even his legendary mental power can't be seen.
Although according to Victor’s description, Arthur should be able to vaguely'smelt Harry's scent' by relying on the instinct of a hunter who was not well-versed, but the reliability of this ability is still questionable. After all, if this ability It's really useful. Harry wouldn't be able to run from the teleportation hall to Victor's Lab.
With a long breath, Mike was about to return to the Ministry of Magic.
Here, Benjamin and others don't need to worry about it, and it's time to go back to handle government affairs.
But just when he was about to activate the door key, Penello suddenly broke into the room.
"Mike, a guy who claims to be the president of the International Magic Federation wants to see you."
"Ok?!"
Mike's eyebrows were raised at once. He had predicted that the International Magic Federation would find him, but he didn't expect the other party to be so anxious.
But soon the corners of his mouth rose again.
The fact that the other party is so anxious just proves that the other party has the handle in his hands, so in other words, he can blackmail them well.
Of course, doing so is bound to arouse the opposition of the other party, and even directly lead to the opposition of the Ministry of Magic and the International Magic Federation.
But Mike didn't care about all this.
Anyway, from the beginning Mike didn't intend to get along with each other in peace, so what is the meaning of this false peace? Might as well get some benefits!
Thinking like this, Mike said with a smile:
"Yes, what about others?"
"The other party said to use Unicom Mantra for remote communication, the address is 19216801."
"Then, let's go and see now, what does he want to say!"
Mike grinned, waved and led everyone to the integrated command room.
The staff in the command room had already received the news and started preparations.
When Mike arrived and entered the address, a familiar face of an old man with a white beard appeared on the large screen opposite.
"Good day, Lord Mike Towny."
"It's okay to you, your chairman."
Hearing that the old man with white beard was silent, he recalled whether he had introduced himself the last time he met Mike, because Mike had obviously forgotten his name.
If you haven't introduced yourself, it's your own rudeness.
If so, then you have to reconsider your attitude towards Mike and even the Ministry of Magic, because this is that the other party has not put yourself in the eyes at all!
He personally prefers the latter. After all, Mike has the kind of proud and disgusting appearance in his mind.
However, he recalled for a long time and didn't remember that he had introduced himself. In the end, he could barely squeeze a smile and said:
"Please allow me to introduce myself again, His Excellency Mike Towne. My name is Motore Ulanos, and I am the current president of the International Magic Federation."
"Oh, then Lord Uranus, is there anything you contacted me suddenly?"
Mike's tone was rather impatient and indifferent, which made the muscles on the face of the white-bearded wizard Motore twitch a few times, making him look very angry.
But fortunately, Motore finally suppressed his anger, raised his head slightly, and said in a cold tone:
"Your Excellency Mike Towny, just now, your secret realm was attacked by a group of white-robed wizards, right?"
Mike pretended to be foolish: "Yes, are you trying to provide me with any clues?"
"In fact, they are the operatives sent by our International Magic Federation, and their mission on this trip is to capture a fugitive." Motore said blankly. "There is intelligence that the fugitive entered a piece of land. In the secret realm, it is not stated that it is your own secret realm, so my subordinates will enter without notifying you."
"So it's you!" Mike pretended to be angry and said, "I'm looking for you! Your subordinates have caused great damage to me, you must pay me compensation!"
"It's all negotiable, what I want to ask now is, are they still alive?"
"What do you mean?"
Mike cocked Erlang's legs and spoke with disdain, but Motore lowered his head when he heard that, and said somewhat sadly:
"Is that so? Then I ask you to return their bodies if they still have them. They are all warriors who have made outstanding contributions to world peace, and the International Magic Federation needs to give them the honor they deserve."
Mike didn't speak, but only ordered the staff on the side to play a video of the mushroom cloud rising above Victor's laboratory.
After seeing Mottore sighed, he took a piece of parchment from the table in front of him and said:
"In view of the losses caused to you by our erroneous personnel assignments, the International Magic Federation is willing to compensate you with 200,000 Jin Jialong, 1,000 Snake Ringweeds, 120 kg of dragon blood, and 3 tons of Mithril..."
"Okay, don't say it." Mike interrupted mercilessly, "You should be very clear that to me who controls the entire Ministry of Magic and Los Angeles Group, these ordinary materials are of little value. . If you want to get back the corpse of the old triplets, just show some sincerity."
"Then what do you want? Lord Mike Towny!"
Mottolay's eyes began to become dangerous. He had vaguely guessed what Mike wanted, and when he finally said Mike's name, he almost said it word by word in a gritted tone.
"I want to be mysterious..."
"It's impossible!" Motore interrupted, "Everything else is negotiable, but this matter is not negotiable!"
"That's really a pity. It turns out that the International Magic Federation treats the heroes who have made great contributions to themselves only in this way? It seems that your company is just talking about it, I thought...Tsk tusk.
Listening to Mike's deliberately great tone, and looking at the other person's undue beating, Motore clenched his fists involuntarily.
If he could, he really wanted to blow Mike's head with a punch.
Unfortunately, the two sides are separated by a screen.
Silence weighed the importance of the mystery and the triplets, and Motore finally let go of his clenched fists.
There are many mysteries in the International Magic Federation, but if the things hidden in the old triplets are leaked out, it will cause serious consequences.
"His Excellency Mike Towny, we can agree to your request within a certain limit, so let us have a good talk."
"Isn't it all right!"
Mike jumped out of the chair suddenly~EbookFREE.me~ There was also a fox smile on his face.
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After half an hour, the long bargaining finally ended, and Mike and Motore finally reached a consensus on returning the corpse of the old triplets and compensation.
Although the negotiation process was not very pleasant, the two parties had achieved their goals for the time being, so a faint smile appeared on their faces after the end.
"Hahaha, Lord Mike Towny, your compensation for me is already on the way to the Ministry of Magic, I hope they can see the remains of the three elders by then."
"Of course. I can tell you responsibly that the body of the old triplets is very well preserved and will never disappoint you."
Mottolay ignored Mike's somewhat rude speech and began to lead the topic elsewhere.
To avoid the embarrassment of conversation, this is a compulsory course for a nobleman, even when facing a reckless man like Mike, Mottolay is not willing to abandon this virtue.
After chatting for a while, just when Motore's smiling face was about to freeze, the transaction between the two parties was finally completed.
"Well, Sir Mike Towny, we have confirmed that we have received what we want, then we will leave."
After saying this, Mottole let out a long sigh of breath and turned off the communication signal impatiently.
It is too painful to chat with Mike, especially when Mike is deliberately yin and yang, even a well-trained Mottolay has a tendency to lose control.