"To be exact, apart from life and money, things like faith are not too important to me."

Hear Simpson say that.

Foster recalled his experience in Greenland a year ago.

At that time.

He still doesn't know Simpson, the guy who sells information.

I only remember that there was a fat strange man who fell into the water and was holding seven or eight crosses with both hands.

There is also an indigenous evil god's emblem hanging on his head that I don't know whether he got from Congo or Brazil.

really.

He should have figured it out from then on.

If this person is exposed one day, he will definitely be put on religious trial by the Holy See.

Mr. Foster recalled it speechlessly.

certainly.

He has not forgotten the purpose of coming here.

"We are very pressed for time. Let's quickly find out the whereabouts of the stolen items."

"To be honest, I really don't dare to get involved when it comes to the Evangelical Church, Deep Sea Lalaye believers and the Stargate Arbitration Association.

certainly.

But I also know that since Aurora is willing to give me some funds as support on a regular basis.

Then I really should take some responsibility."

Hear him say that.

Foster regretted not bringing an akm with him. He asked helplessly:

"So, what do you want to do?"

"Gotta pay more!"

Simpson pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and said righteously.

"At least Bitcoin, which is common on the dark web, pays me ten times that of ordinary information sources."

"I'll double it for you."

Dana said without any concern.

To her.

This little money is nothing important.

at this time.

I heard the word 'double'.

Simpson went straight to full fire.

He closed all the windows of the shop.

Then, the positions of several coffee boxes were rotated according to the rules.

In an instant, more than a dozen data screens appeared smoothly on the innermost wall of the store like a science fiction blockbuster.

The light green data stream is constantly scrolling and refreshing on the black background screen.

at the same time.

Simpson also specially put on a fat black hood, and then boasted.

"Laiyin has the same style of hooded windbreaker. Just tell me whether it looks handsome or not."

at this time.

Look at the figure sitting on the stool here.

Hear this sentence.

Not only Su Wen himself was silent.

Even Angelia fell silent.

She silently looked away from the scene where Simpson was sitting on a dozen data panels working together on multiple screens.

Turning to the handsome deacon next to me.

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