"Ha, how is that possible?" Shur and Mia looked at each other. Surta's words had already explained too many problems. "It is not that simple to travel between cities. We can't do it, hehe, we can't do it."

"I understand, I understand, I can't do it." Surta also showed a tacit smile, "Mainly because I heard that some cities have successfully counterattacked the ground. I thought this was a fact. Now it seems that it must be a rumor."

"This is really a rumor." Shuer thought for a while before he slowly answered, "I haven't heard of successful examples yet. If someone can move between cities, he must have used other methods. Otherwise, if the ground really restores traffic, you can see it on it."

"That's a pity." Surta was obviously not a mature politician, and clearly showed regret. "I thought I would have the opportunity to live like my ancestors in my lifetime."

"This wish is probably unrealistic. We... ahem, people from other cities dare not have such extravagant hopes." Shuer coughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject. "Mr. Surta, what you want to talk to us is probably not the case. I think you are already very tired. In order to ensure that you have enough time to rest, it is better not to worry about these irrelevant things anymore."

"Uh, that's right, Mr. Trader." Surta and his deputy Mailin quickly exchanged their eyes for a while before gritting their teeth, as if they had made up some determination. "I'm more interested in your goods and hope to talk to you in detail."

"Haha, it's true, Mr. Surta." Shur closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. Shur did not dare to urge him. His eyes were just uneasy and kept patrolling the shadow chasers. It was not until five minutes later that Shur opened his eyes again and said with a smile, "You are a violation of the rules."

"Look at what you said, Mr. Trader." Shure's performance made Surta feel relieved, his hands and fingers were crossed, and the smile on his face became stronger, "Does people like you still care about the laws of our city?"

Yes, no matter in any world, anyone who is engaged in black market trading will care about the law. If you really care, you won’t enter the black market.

"Why, our local colleagues can't provide you with satisfactory goods?" Shuer frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with his colleagues. "In this case, their business abilities are very worrying."

"No, no, no, no, that's not the case." Surta was startled and quickly explained, "The other traders have a wealth of goods, but most of their goods are local, and I'm not particularly interested in the types. I know you are from outside...ah, I know you are a newcomer and want to try your luck with you."

"Well, then tell me, what kind of goods do you want, banned drugs, weapons, or something else."

Surta subconsciously looked around, then lowered his voice and said carefully: "I want to ask you, do you have any research and development materials that other cities have already done similarly, but have not yet been fully formed and cannot be reported?"

"Hmm?" The two captains of the Shadow-Zhunter exchanged gazes again. Do this guy have to throw out the requirement that contains such a large amount of information? How can we pretend if you do this?

"Mr. Surta." Mia said with a cold face, "You have been a serious violation of the rules. I don't know the laws of your city..."

"Mia."

"Hmph, please, I don't know what the laws of our city are, but I know that in some cities, your behavior can be included in one of the highest crimes. Are you kidding this kind of request?"

The two of them pretended to be similar when they cooperated, and they were not afraid of saying anything wrong at all. Surta's cautious performance just now was enough to show the seriousness of his behavior. This guy is really brave and dared to make such a request in front of the first meeting. It is probably because he decided that he was in the black market and could not expose them. He took this risk. But if he thought about it carefully, he had nothing to worry about, and there was no evidence, and it would be useless even if others wanted to expose them.

"Ha, you guys, please don't be angry. I have no intention of joking. Selling research materials to the outside world is indeed so serious that it will be sentenced to death, but purchasing inward will not be punished. Since your goods have been shipped out, you naturally don't have to be afraid of being investigated by the original city. What else can you worry about? Besides, aren't these just one of the black market trading projects?"

"Tsk, Mr. Surta, it seems you don't understand my assistant's problem." Shure gently tapped the table, intermittently and rhythmically. "Yes, we do have this business project, and since we have entered this industry, we don't care about the restrictions of each city. The question is, can you... afford it?"

"My local colleagues should also have a small amount of scientific research results from other cities. I don't know the number. This is their own business secret, but there must be some. Unless you just bought it, you should have some understanding when you contact them, but why didn't you reach a deal with them? Because that was not sold to you at all, Mr. Surta."

"Indeed, you are an official of the government department, but you are just a middle-level person. You feel heartbroken even if you take out 5,000 credit points. Now you say to us, you want to buy research materials from us at astronomical prices. How can you tell us not to think you are enjoying us?"

"Dong", Mobak took a step forward at the right time, and the battle axe in his hand slammed heavily on the ground. Although he was short, he was imposing.

"Calm down, calm down, you misunderstood." Sulta's forehead was sweating coldly, and Mailene stared at Mobak's battle axe, and her face turned pale. Sulta shook her hand hard and said, "I really want to make a deal with you, please listen to my explanation."

"Mobac, Mobac, don't be so rough, okay? Didn't I say that we are businessmen, not murderers. What we have to do is to kill people with gold, and then move the axe if you can't kill them. If you are always so impulsive, it will affect your income. Just like the one you split ten days ago, you've split into two pieces. How can you make a transaction?" Shuer waved his hand and signaled the dwarf to retreat, with a chill in his smile, "I think we've misunderstood, it's okay, we're waiting for your explanation."

"Dadada", Shuer's fingers were still knocking on the table as if nothing had happened. The chaotic rhythm made Surta sweat more.

"That's right, I think, everyone, the traders, this visit must be on the task." Surta stuttered, stuttering, "The income of several of our laboratory supervisors can't afford the scientific research results you have, but since you have a task, I think I can also help, for example, everyone purchases..."

Surta couldn't say anything anymore, because a dagger had stretched out from behind and pressed against his neck. The cold blade stabbed his neck so hard that he didn't dare to let out a sound.

Mailin, who was beside her, wisely blocked her mouth tightly with her hands, and then she barely screamed.

"Dear Mr. Surta, don't you know that some things cannot be guessed randomly?" Shuer crossed his hands against his chin, and his cold eyes were nailed to Surta's face, "Purchase? Haha, what goods are purchased, do we need to purchase them? Hum?"

Shuer understood that the so-called black market is obviously not a small organization limited to local areas, but a large organization that relies on selling prohibited materials between different cities. Different cities in this world have to be "reported" to block their respective scientific research results. Since the black market also lists scientific research results as trading projects, it must obtain urban technology through private purchase or direct stealing, and then resell it to other cities. The purchase of black markets, of course, includes all contraband products, but Surta is confident that it can help and has a high value enough to exchange for one or even several results, can only help itself steal urban technology.

It is just right, but for cities and real black market members, this is a serious behavior. If you are not careful, you will be in danger of your life. The more cautious you are, the higher your credibility will be.

"Don't worry, Marca Jaylen, don't learn from Mobak, let me think about it."

Boss, I'm not in a hurry at all. If you hadn't informed me of your secret code, I wouldn't have been too lazy to scare him.

"Ha, Mr. Surta, I admire your courage. Let's do it, Macajren, you step back first." After pondering for a while, Shuer regained his smile, "You continue to say, what can you help us?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough." Surta's face was pale, but he still said persistently, "I think I can help you in the process of purchasing goods."

"What can you help? And why do we ask for your help?" Shuer sneered. "You are so persistent, Mr. Surta, your persistence makes us very suspicious. Your town hall and the military are joining forces to set a trap for us. What reason do I have to believe you?"

"We have had two transactions with the black market. You guys in the black market will know that this is a serious crime. Even if we betray you, we will not be able to escape death." Surta shivered and said almost everything. "There is a big shortage in our laboratory's accounts. We need a good enough reason to explain. After trading with you, you can use the purchase project information as a reason to fill the shortage. I, what I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can go to the black market to investigate or ask my other two colleagues alone."

"Haha, don't be so nervous, Mr. Surta, we are a group of peace-loving and kind people, nothing scary."

You lied to someone, you were just talking about splitting people in half a few days ago. Of course, Surta only dared to think about these words in his heart, but he didn't dare to say them.
Chapter completed!