Chapter 2574: Rustling Down (69)

Around noon the next day, Shiler and Ma Te returned to the second-hand trading market together. Besides the fact that the fishing line and rope were almost used up and needed to be purchased, Shiler also planned to buy some fishing gear.

He felt that his housewarming party definitely couldn't be held in the house; that large pit couldn't be filled in a short time, the various tools were placed very messily, and more importantly, the smell of blood wouldn't dissipate for a while. The refrigerator was broken and he hadn't bought a new one, and there was no place to put the freezer brought from the manor. It would take too much time to clean up all this chaos.

But one of the reasons Shiler had taken a fancy to this house was the large lawn and lake behind it. Although these places were public green spaces, due to their location, they were basically equivalent to his private property.

So why not have a lawn party?

When Shiler was disposing of the body, he found a fairly good green space by the lake, not far from the forest, very flat. At noon, the mottled shadows of the sunlight shining on the grass through the forest were also very beautiful, very suitable for picnics and camping.

And Shiler observed the water body of the small lake; there were quite a lot of fish in it. He had previously seen several neighbors fishing downstream of the lake, and the harvest was quite good.

Both the United States and Canada were paradises for lure fishing. The water veins here were rich, and the vast majority of fish species could be caught with lures. Almost every season had good fish to catch, so the United States could be called the country with the largest proportion of fishing enthusiasts.

Shiler didn't know much about fishing, and his previous few sea fishing trips had ended in painful failure. But Shiler believed that was because of the curse Atlan had given him. Now that Atlan was gone, he had a good relationship with Arthur, and this time he was fishing in a lake, so he didn't believe he couldn't catch anything.

The more troublesome thing was that he didn't know how to lure fish. However, he had observed that every Wednesday, a neighbor would fish on a large rock on the bank downstream. Perhaps he could go over and ask for advice.

Anyway, he had basically sent invitations to every neighbor, and as long as he started with this topic, it would be fine. Maybe he could also listen to the other party's opinions on activities like camping parties.

Of course, as long as he didn't let him know what the food of the fish he caught was last night.

Ma Te led Shiler to buy fishing gear. The owner of the fishing gear shop was very enthusiastic, introducing various lure fishing rods and baits to Shiler, and suggesting that Shiler make his own bait, while also teaching him the method of making it.

The materials used for artificial bait were rich and diverse, but most of them were soft materials that simulated the swimming of small fish, such as various types of feathers, hair, and plastic products that could simulate rich colors.

However, the fishing gear owner was still puzzled as to why Shiler wanted to buy so much fishing line at once, but under Ma Te's explanation, the owner didn't ask any more questions.

Next, Ma Te led Shiler through several turns to the basement of a bar near the second-hand trading market. Obviously, he had made an appointment with someone here.

This place was a mix of good and bad people, and basically no one knew Shiler. After Shiler went down, he found a place to sit with Ma Te and found that there wasn't the strong smell of smoke and alcohol he had imagined.

"I know you definitely can't stand those bars that are too chaotic. In fact, I don't like them either. The smell of alcohol and leaves is fine, but there's always someone vomiting on the ground, and no one can stand the smell of vomit."

"This is a relatively quiet bar I often come to." Ma Te nudged his chin toward the door and said, "Suitable for talking business."

As soon as Shiler turned his head, he saw a group of people who were also of Mexican descent walk over and bump fists with Ma Te. The two sides introduced each other.

"You said you had a big order." The man wearing a headscarf who spoke had a heavier Spanish accent. He said, "Let's get this straight first, we only accept good goods."

"Of course, the thing I'm least short of here is good goods."

"Why should we believe you?"

"I'm a surgeon."

The people opposite looked at each other, but were still dissatisfied. He said, "We have professional doctors here too, buddy. Doctors are the least valuable. We need you to explain the source of the goods."

"I'm a serial killer."

The other party was stunned.

"I moved to a new community, and there are too many people I hate there." Shiler said, "I'm planning to get rid of them all, but I think they can also provide me with greater value."

The other party seemed to have never seen such a straightforward seller. After hesitating for a while, they looked at Ma Te together. Ma Te nodded and said, "I can guarantee to you that his source of goods is sufficient, but you must provide professional equipment, and you must come to pick up the goods in time, and in terms of price..."

"The price is easy to talk about." The Mexican man curled his lips and said, "We all supply high-end customers, and there are no middlemen to make the difference."

He took a piece of paper, wrote a number, and handed it to Shiler. Shiler raised his eyebrows the moment he saw it and said, "Is business so easy to do recently?"

"Many suppliers didn't do it before, and the source of goods has been tight recently." The opposite side sighed and said, "As long as your quality is good enough, we can add money, but it must be fast."

"Okay, that's it. You guys send the equipment for preservation to my house first. This is the address, and you can come to pick up the goods tonight."

"So fast? Are you sure it's fresh?"

"I already said I'm a surgeon. I know the essentials of organ transplantation better than you do."

Seeing that he was certain, although they were still slightly suspicious, they didn't say anything for Ma Te's sake.

"You still have a lot of face," Shiler said, "It seems you are born to do intelligence work."

Ma Te showed a bitter face and said, "But I don't like doing this work, I'm just doing it to survive."

"Then let's go do something you like to do next."

"What."

"You'll know in a while."

On the way back, Ma Te drove, and Shiler kept sending text messages. By the time they arrived home, Jonathan and Valentine were already waiting outside the door.

"What big business?" Jonathan rubbed his hands and said, "Are you sure it's as good as you said?"

Shiler opened the door, let the two of them walk in, and said, "You'll know in a while, come in first."

Shiler led them to the backyard, and there was a strange piece of equipment in the backyard. Shiler put both of the things with mechanical structures he found in Ke Lai's body yesterday into it.

Soon, a series of strange readings appeared on the equipment. Jonathan looked at the equipment and asked, "What is this? It looks like some kind of wave frequency detector."

"It is." Shiler nodded and said, "I borrowed it from a friend in another universe... Okay, it's really a fool-proof operation."

"You can actually tolerate someone saying you are a fool." Jonathan grasped the point.

"It's fine as long as it's easy to use." Shiler said, "This is the key to our big business. Or are you actually not short of money at all?"

Before Jonathan could continue to be stubborn, Shiler began to tell them about his encounters in the past few days, mainly about the clones.

"Oh, I see." Jonathan glanced at the machine and said, "So this thing can help you distinguish which one is a clone."

"Yes, their brain waves are simulated well, but they are still a bit worse than Batman's detection device. This machine can perform a wide-area brain wave search to find the clones around and show their location."

"Are you planning to kill these clones?" Valentine asked, "But what is the point of this? These guys should be endless, right?"

"They had better be endless, so that our money will also be endless." Now Shiler didn't feel awkward at all when mentioning money.

"Are you planning to sell them? Organs?" Valentine immediately realized Shiler's plan.

"But wouldn't this be a bit too troublesome? We have to kill them first, then take out the organs, then process them and put them into the equipment, and finally dispose of the body." Jonathan said with some difficulty, "It's better to go to work."

"Someone will solve the body for us, and organs alone can't be sold for a good price, and money in the secular sense is not very useful."

"Are you planning to..."

"Ma Te, come over." Shiler turned his head and shouted. Ma Te, who was sitting in the house playing games on his mobile phone, immediately responded and walked over.

"Draw a sacrificial magic circle here." Shiler pointed to the ground.

"Ah?"

"How did you sacrifice that unlucky guy to the ancestor god that day? Wasn't it by drawing a magic circle?"

"Uh, yes, but who are we sacrificing now? The two of them?"

"Of course it's the clones."

Ma Te widened his eyes and said, "Clones are clones, how can they be sacrificed? They are not human at all, and they have no soul."

"Do they really not have one?" Shiler looked at the machine, the brain wave readings on it kept jumping, and he said, "Try it and you'll know."

"But that can't... isn't this equivalent to fraud? I mean, that's the ancestor god, how can I lie to my own ancestors?"

Ma Te's facial features wrinkled into a ball again.

"Who said they wanted to add money?"

"How much can be added?"

"The power exchanged is all yours."

Ma Te's facial features instantly relaxed and became beaming. He said, "Done, anyway, the ancestors are not outsiders."

So they began to put this plan into practice, and the machine just happened to show that two clones were approaching Shiler's house.

Jonathan walked to the front of the house, leaned against the window and looked out, and said, "These two guys are following me. If it's as you said that Amanda sent them, they might be seducing me to kill them."

"There will be more endless clones sent to your side, constantly provoking you, letting you kill them, tiring you to death, until you show flaws." Shiler speculated, "Maybe you will even take the initiative to defect to them because you don't want to live such a tiring life anymore."

"Too despicable." Jonathan scolded, and then he looked at Shiler with bad intentions and said, "That Amanda is your student, right? Can you teach her something good? Are you so easy to reveal our weaknesses?"

"He only cares about his own students, and it's not a day or two." Valentine said, "They look like they are going to knock on the door, who is going?"

"You wronged me." Shiler said, "Amanda evolved on her own, but I do feel a little guilty that I haven't guided her well for so many years. I just happened to learn some new things, and now I can show them to her."

"For example, how to sell one person multiple times." Jonathan mocked, "When we are all pursuing art, you secretly learned how to make money alone. You two are equally despicable."

"This is my house." Shiler knocked on the wall and said, "Because of your impolite attitude, the first order is handed to you, you come."

"I'll come if I come."

"You can't use toxins, so as not to contaminate the organs."

"In your eyes, am I the kind of killer who can't do anything without toxins? You underestimate me too much."

Shiler made a "please" gesture, Jonathan rolled up his sleeves and walked toward the door. ===== CHAPTER 2575 =====