Chapter 0003 Big Harvest

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After realizing the effects of these cards, Ryan immediately activated the familiar language card that he had just received and was not yet familiar with it. Because he realized that the memories he had in that illusion were quickly lost. If you don't use this card, the valuable knowledge you just gained will probably say goodbye to you forever. After choosing that card, Ryan found that the card quickly turned into bronze powder and disappeared from his mind, and then a large amount of knowledge was poured into his brain. Ryan, who felt a little dizzy due to the impact of the massive amount of knowledge, had to sit directly on the dusty floor and wait for the effect on the card to end. After ten minutes, the knowledge infusion was over. After careful inspection, Ryan found that he had indeed mastered all the languages that Shang Boliang had mastered in the illusion before. The most important of these languages are a series of Eastern languages, such as Hebrew, Arabic, ancient Syriac, ancient Chaldean, etc. In addition to this there was Greek, Latin and French, Champollion’s own native tongue. What makes Ryan even more happy is that the foreign language German he took when he was in school and the Irish Gaelic that was compulsory in primary and secondary schools are also in the areas enhanced by this card, and they have also reached a fluent level. "This Golden Finger is simply amazing." After feeling the changes in himself, Ryan opened his mouth and smiled. "Even if I do nothing in the future, this knowledge will be enough for me to last a lifetime." But YY is still just YY, even though in his previous life he was very envious of this kind of job that was both respected and financially good. But now that he has Goldfinger, he will naturally pursue more things. So Ryan quickly adjusted his mood and continued searching. Perhaps because he carefully observed the effect of this card, he quickly discovered that there was something wrong with the bookcase just now. The UK is a country with very distinct classes, which means there are certain unspoken rules about what kind of houses different families live in, what kind of furniture they have in their homes, etc. For example, this terraced house in a declining community in the eastern suburbs of London is often inhabited by skilled workers or white-collar workers with low incomes. In other words, the furniture here should be affordable furniture, such as the plywood furniture and fabric sofas that Ryan packed up and sent to charity when cleaning the first floor. But this is obviously not the case with this bookshelf now. With the skill of careful observation, Ryan keenly discovered from a scratch that there was oak material hidden under the many layers of paint left after countless repairs on the bookshelf. After realizing that this cabinet was obviously not normal in this place, He immediately took out everything in the cabinet, and then examined the bookcase carefully. Sure enough, after a comprehensive inspection, Ryan found that the third back panel of the bookshelf was obviously about five centimeters thicker than the other back panels. However, because the entire interior was covered with brown-black paint, if he did not take the initiative to check, I can't tell the difference at all. "It looks like there will be a big harvest today." After Ryan discovered the abnormality of the bookcase sticking out, he immediately put the gas mask hanging around his neck on his face again. Then he took out a sturdy Eastern European titanium alloy crowbar from the tool bag on the ground that he got when he cleaned out an old house last time. After some violent disassembly, he finally removed the plywood used to hide the mezzanine. came down, revealing what was inside. Unexpectedly, a large amount of charcoal ash was stuffed into this mezzanine, so when it was opened, dust floated all over the room. But Ryan's heart became increasingly hot. Under normal circumstances, things that can be hidden in secret compartments are definitely not too bad. Based on what he had seen and heard in the past two months since he entered the industry, he knew that many of his peers had made great gains by finding out from various hidden mezzanines or secret rooms. In order to commemorate his first big harvest since joining the industry, Ryan took out his mobile phone and took several photos of this mezzanine before starting to clean it up. Finally, after cleaning out one or two kilograms of charcoal ash from the mezzanine, Ryan pulled out a small bag from the charcoal pile. By the light from the window, he found that the items taken out from the mezzanine of the bookcase were wrapped in oilcloth and tied with string. It was impossible to tell what they were from the outside. "I hope it can be some gold and silver coins, or jewelry or something." Ryan prayed quietly while looking at the carefully wrapped oil paper bag. For treasure hunters like them, if they can find something made of precious metals, they will definitely be rich. Unfortunately, in practice, the probability of getting lucky is lower than the probability of being hit by a car while walking on the street. "Let me see what this is." After gently placing the oilcloth bag, which was slightly larger than his fist, on the table in front of the window, Ryan used the folding scissors and knife he carried with him to cut the string on the oilcloth bag. , and then opened the small package. Inside the small bag are two boxes stacked on top of each other, both of which are only about the size of a palm. One of them was wrapped in a layer of red leather and looked like a jewelry box. The other one is an ordinary-looking wooden box. "What the hell--" After opening the jewelry box, what appeared in front of Ryan was a Hummingbird pistol. This g*n is a miniature pistol designed by an Austrian watchmaker named Franz Pfanla. It is also the smallest automatic pistol in the world. Due to careful preservation, there is no rust at all on this century-old g*n. Although the muzzle kinetic energy of this g*n is only 4J, it can barely make a hole in a leather jacket. Using it to defend yourself is not as harmful as hitting someone with your fist. But as a luxury product, the price of this thing is not low at all. Especially now that Ryan's g*n has not only the original g*n box, but also the velvet padding inside the box, the suede holster, 12 rounds of bullets in a small tinplate box, and the purge bar with an ivory bead on one end. A lot of things. These are all important factors that add value to firearms. The other wooden box contained some things related to the g*n. In addition to a pair of mother-of-pearl grip guards, there were six small boxes for bullets sealed with wax. Although Ryan is a newbie and doesn't know much about the price of this thing. But you can tell from the packaging of this thing that it will definitely be valuable. After collecting such precious trophies, Ryan knocked and checked the entire bookcase again, and did not give up until he was sure that there was nothing else inside. Over the next few hours, he continued his cleaning work, and finally cleared all the furniture from the room before dark. After the landlord inspected the room and paid a salary of 150 pounds, Ryan drove his second-hand van back to his residence with the loot. He was ready to take a good look at his golden fingers and these trophies.
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