Some Unscientific Marvel Scientist

But even if Haihara Ai provided such clues, it would not be easy to find the car.

Because they are now in an era where the Internet has just emerged, and there are not many cameras placed on the streets.

It was obviously unrealistic to use the Internet to find Gin's car, so Kraft changed his mind.

He approached the intermediary companies that sold second-hand cars and offered them high prices, saying that he wanted to buy a black Porsche 356A. If the owner refused, he hoped that they would provide information and he would pay a sum. Considerable information fees.

Inspired by money, almost all the car agencies in Tokyo went out and quickly found Gin's head.

Gin soon realized something was wrong. Although people usually asked him to buy this antique car, the frequency and persistence were obviously abnormal.

So after being pestered by an agency again, he took out his gun.

After asking about Kraft's existence from the intermediary, Gin shot the unlucky guy with a single shot and showed an evil smile on his lips.

"Interesting...this style...FBI? CIA?"

"Brother, are we going to find trouble with that guy next?"

After disposing of the body of the unfortunate agent, Vodka walked up to Gin and asked.

"Of course...but the opponent is probably just someone else's pawn. Let Belmode help us find out first."

Gin lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth with a sneer.

"Craft? This sounds like a fake name!"

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"Ah... so boring... the efficiency of that organization is too poor!"

Kraft, who was slumped on the sofa, stuffed snacks into his mouth and complained vaguely.

His information has been out for several days, and the agent has already given him the information - he met the owner of the car, but he didn't want to sell it. I don't know where the person is.

However, Kraft did not intend to rely on the group of intermediaries to find people from the beginning. Instead, he wanted to use this method to actively let Gin come to him.

"Gin is very cautious in what he does. He won't come over easily until he has a clear understanding of your situation."

Miyano Shiho, who was holding a science magazine, raised his head and reminded coldly: "Based on my understanding of Gin, he is most likely to let Belmode come in contact with you first, and then formulate a plan to deal with you. "

"Belmod? Is this the Thousand-Faced Witch you mentioned?"

Kraft immediately became interested, because after listening to Miyano Shiho's description before, Belmod's disguise technique seemed to be very unscientific. There was also a thief named Kaitou Kid who seemed to have similar skills. ability.

However, Kraft's interest only stopped at wanting to see it. With the technology of holographic influence masks and invisible force fields, he just watched the fun of this kind of disguise.

While the two were chatting, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Kraft turned his head and looked at the door, then pursed his lips to Miyano Shiho: "Go and try your black organization radar. Maybe the Belmod you mentioned has arrived."

Rolling his eyes at Kraft angrily, Miyano Shiho put down the book in his hand and walked towards the door.

When she almost reached the entrance, her whole body started to tremble uncontrollably.

"what!"

Kraft patted Miyano Shiho on the head as he passed her.

"As we agreed, you go hide first and leave this place to me."

"...be careful yourself."

Miyano Shiho pursed his lips, then retreated and hid in the basement prepared by Craft in advance.

After Miyanoshi kept it, Kraft slowly walked to the door.

"I'm coming."

The door opened, and standing outside was a middle-aged man who looked a little round.

Kraft recalled it, and it seemed that it was one of the several intermediaries he had found before.

"Hello, Mr. Craft."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and greeted him with a silly smile.

"I am Eitarō Ikeuchi from Luye Agency. We have met before."

"Oh, Hello."

Kraft nodded seemingly casually, but he kept praising in his heart.

The other party should be pretended by the woman named Belmod, but he couldn't see any flaws at all, even the trembling of the facial fat was lifelike...

This disguise technique is too exaggerated!

"You came here because the car was missing?"

Since Gin was not attracted, Kraft could only act with Belmode.

"Yes," Bermod, dressed as Eitarō Ikeuchi, continued to squint his eyes and replied with a smile: "I found several Porsche 356A here, each of them has its own advantages and disadvantages. I want to introduce to you in detail and Analyze it, what do you think?"

As he spoke, Belmode took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead vigorously, "The weather is a little hot today."

Kraft watched the other party's performance with some speechlessness. He used a wet handkerchief to wipe his sweatless forehead to create the effect of sweating. This method should have no problem in deceiving ordinary people.

But in front of Kraft, who possesses the power of an iron fist, this operation seems full of loopholes.

However, this also shows that Belmod's disguise technique still involves a little bit of basic techniques. At least her human skin mask cannot really sweat.

"Okay, let's go in and chat slowly."

Seeing that the other party was working so hard, Kraft introduced him into the room.

After walking into the house, Belmode quickly looked at the surrounding environment, and then while sitting down in the living room, he quietly placed a bug in the gap of the sofa.

However, all these little moves of hers were seen by Kraft, but Kraft deliberately pretended not to know.

"Among the Porsche 356As I found, only one was black, but the owner of the car refused very simply. I think it's probably impossible to negotiate..."

After attaching the bug, Belmode quickly entered the role, took out a stack of information from his briefcase, and analyzed it to Kraft dedicatedly.

"...The owner of this silver Porsche 356A seems to be short of money recently, and he is the most eager to sell his car among all car owners, so I think you can buy this silver Porsche 356A and then have it painted Black."

Kraft didn't know whether the information provided by Belmode was true, but if he really wanted to buy a car, then the plan she proposed was indeed the optimal solution.

However, Kraft did not want to buy a car at all, so it was naturally impossible for him to agree to this plan.

"Eh...but I still want the original one."

Kraft found a casual excuse, but for some people who play antique cars, this is not an unreasonable request.

"Do you have the contact information of the owner of the black car? At worst, I can add some more money!"

"Of course there is," Belmod squinted his eyes again, and while making a philistine look, he also blocked the cold light in his eyes, "I followed him for several days before I determined the location of the other party."

"Just make an offer!"

Kraft, who had won a large sum of money by betting on horse racing, almost had the word "fat sheep" carved on his forehead with a wave of his hand.

Belmod was not polite to him either. He stabbed Kraft to death and left happily.

After Belmode left, Kraft found the bug she left behind, gently put it into a box filled with sponge, and then stuffed the box deep into the cabinet.

After doing all this, Kraft called Miyano Shiho out of the basement.

"If nothing else happens, Gin and the others will prepare an ambush at the address Belmod left."

After briefly describing what just happened to Miyano Shiho, Kraft tapped his fingers on the table and said.

"I will try my best to capture them alive for you to deal with, so don't follow them."

"I understand...if nothing can be done, just run away."

Miyano Shiho bit his lip and said to Kraft: "After this incident, regardless of whether you solve Gin and the others, the deal between us is considered completed."

"Don't worry, my trump card is more than just super powers."

During this time, Kraft also produced some weapons.

Although limited by materials and without the bonus of dream power, Kraft could not come up with those black technologies, but there was still no problem in making a few pieces of equipment that were more advanced than today's.

Just when Miyano Shiho was about to say something, the doorbell rang again. She suddenly stood up like a frightened bird and looked at the door in panic.

"Uh... you should hide for a while."

Kraft asked Miyano Shiho to hide in the basement again, and he went to open the door.

But for one thing, he doesn't think this is another attempt by the black organization to get back at him, and maybe it's a real intermediary.

With this thought in mind, Kraft opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a little boy wearing black-rimmed glasses and a blue suit.