Lao Fan is a very delicate person. He is about forty-five years old, very tall and a little thin. He always wears a white shirt, gray trousers, a gray suit and a bow tie on the outside.

The golden-edged glasses made him look very gentle. Even wrinkles seemed meticulous. Compared to his identity as the owner of an antique shop, he looked more like a professor or senior lawyer.

He stood straight behind the counter, wiping an antique porcelain vase with a white handkerchief. He wiped it very carefully and patiently.

In front of the counter, on the sofa where guests were entertaining, Chen Ran and Yang Kexin sat upright, and had two cups of tea.

But they are not anxious people, they just wait patiently.

After a while, Lao Fan was finally finished. He folded the handkerchief and put it in the vase carefully. Then he raised his head, pushed his glasses and said:

"I was wondering before, when will you come to me, but you came later than you thought."

"Senior, forgive me, but the Secret Service has been too busy recently." Chen Ran was also very calm.

And he should be called a senior.

Lao Fan was once a full member of the Special Service team, but he had retired many years ago.

The captain didn't say why, and the information about Lao Fan was also confidential. Chen Ran only knew that Lao Fan ran an antique shop after retirement.

On the surface.

In fact, he has some secret connections with the underground extraordinary people in Xunyang and is also doing business in this area.

The extraordinary person does not exist only in official organizations such as the Super Power Association.

The Secret Service will also have some tasks related to these underground extraordinary people.

There are a considerable number of underground extraordinary people who gain strength due to various factors and do not want to deal with official organizations; there are even cults and organized extraordinary criminal groups...

All are troublesome.

In addition to the extraordinary underground, there are also a large number of mystic enthusiasts.

This group has gradually grown and grown in the past decade.

Many extraordinary events cannot be concealed at all. Although the officials always control public opinion and do not report it, it is difficult to completely control it in this Internet era, not to mention that word of mouth can be surveillance.

A considerable number of these mystic enthusiasts like to commit suicide.

It is true that some people will obtain certain spells.

A curse has extraordinary power, but it is also a curse. If you don’t do it well, you will cause quite troublesome things.

It is too much pressure to completely ban it. The police will find it difficult to deal with such incidents, but the staff of the Secret Service is relatively limited and can only control it as much as possible.

If you commit a crime, you will be arrested; if you have not committed a crime, you will register, report, be monitored, or simply absorb it.

There are half of the official team members of the Xunyang Special Service, and this is how Chen Ran himself can also be counted.

Since it cannot be completely blocked, it is normal to do some methods.

The normal antique business of Lao Fan’s antique shop is just like that. But his real main business is actually doing some extraordinary materials business.

In addition, he will also provide some intelligence support for the "old friends" of the Secret Service about the extraordinary people underground in Xunyang.

He no longer belongs to the special service team, and the cooperation between the two sides is limited to the "tacity" level. We cannot expect Lao Fan to speak out like a colleague of the Special Service.

This was what the captain warned Chen Ran before coming.

Seeing Lao Fan like this, although they had asked them to wait for a while, he should really know something and was willing to say it.

Lao Fan walked out from behind the counter: "Come with me."

After saying that, he walked towards the second floor of his antique shop.

Chen Ran and Yang Kexin followed behind and arrived at the second floor. This place looked like a small exhibition, with many beautiful objects placed on carved wooden shelves.

The entire space is neatly maintained.

Seeing that Yang Kexin looked at these things a lot, Lao Fan said, "It's all my collections. If you have any questions, you can tell me that the prices are fair."

Yang Kexin shook her head: "No, I'm just looking at whether there are any spiritual items in it."

Lao Fan chuckled in a low voice: "That kind of thing will not be placed on the surface."

While speaking, he walked to the cabinet against the wall, took out the key he carried with him, opened the cabinet door, and took out three black boxes.

Seeing this black box, Chen Ran thought of the scene when he received the spell from the Secret Service and couldn't help but become serious.

It seemed that Chen Ran's expression was observed, and Lao Fan said, "Xiao Chen is right."

Carrying three black boxes, he walked to a table covered with red wool cloth, put the boxes on and opened them one by one.

"Three curse objects?" Yang Kexin said in shock, "You actually..."

"No, you were wrong." Chen Ran shook his head, "It was two spells, and that lantern was a holy object."

Lao Fan smiled and said, "I didn't know you had such good eyesight before."

"It's just that I've grown a little recently... Senior, it's okay for ordinary spiritual materials. This kind of thing that can be called a spell, you can keep it in your own hands, right?"

"Why, your special service team will confiscate these things from me?"

Chen Ran shook his head and said, "Senior, you know the rules. You have crossed the line this time."

Yang Kexin felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, so she quietly touched the pistol on her waist.

"Don't be so nervous." Lao Fan's expression was still relaxed, "But it's not OK to confiscate these three items. I have taken a lot of effort to get it, and some people have to spend a lot of money to buy them."

"Of course, if the buyer is gone, then these two spells and a holy object are OK if your secret service wants to buy them."

Chen Ran narrowed his eyes: "Is this the information that my senior wants to tell us today?"

"You have good eyesight, so let's take a closer look at these three things."

Chen Ranyi looked at it.

The three things, one of which looks like a Western-style lantern, but have no handles; the other is a necklace with three human teeth strung with red hemp ropes, with some dark red marks on them; the third is a purple badge, whose pattern seems to have been erased.

When Chen Ran first saw these three things, he just recognized them as unusual, but when he looked at them again, he seemed to have some other feelings.

He turned on his spiritual vision and got more information:

"This...is all the necromancer thing?"
Chapter completed!