Chapter 1610 Invitation

It was a seemingly ordinary statue.

It was even a little rough, as if it were the work of someone who had just learned how to carve.

Therefore, the entire statue looks like a person, but its facial features are blurred and its movements are not clear enough. It can only be seen that it is a person wielding a sword.

Moreover, he still holds the sword with both hands.

As for the blade?

It is wide and thick, and the slight decoration on it is a bit like flames and a bit like mist.

It was so rough that Simileid couldn't recognize it at all.

If it was just like this, Simileide would naturally not care.

But Kieran just said that this is Modin's work!

Modin!

To ordinary people, this is just a master sculptor.

But for those who know some inside information, this person is really the most concerned person since the end of the papal period.

powerful!

This is the description of the other party!

And with the annihilation of the Amyad sect overnight, it has become extremely mysterious based on its own strength!

Powerful and mysterious, it is naturally attractive.

As far as Simileid knew, there was already the so-called 'Modin Group' when the Federation was established.

Those people are independent of other organizations and focus directly on investigating Modin. Moreover, whenever anyone encounters this group, they must focus on the other party.

It was precisely because he learned of the existence of this group during a mission that Similaide gradually understood the meaning of the word ‘Modin’.

Then, he subconsciously collected information about Modin in his life and tasks.

but!

Similaide was certain that the statue in front of him was not included in the information he collected.

Unfinished work?

still……

Imitation?

Similaide thought subconsciously.

He really wanted to discuss with the person in front of him whether he could have a closer look at the statue, preferably with his own hands.

But he didn't dare.

He was worried that he would really not be able to leave the room after making such a request.

"I'm sorry, Sir 2567."

"I don't know much about Master Modin."

"I cannot identify which master this statue is."

Similaide said truthfully.

Moreover, I don’t dare to say imitations or the like.

Who knows if saying this will cause Kieran to be furious?

When it comes to life, Similaide has always been extremely cautious.

"is that so?"

After Qin Ran finished speaking, he waved his hand to signal Similaide to leave.

Similaide could clearly see the disappointment on Qin Ran's face, but without any intention of staying, Similaide exited the room and walked out as if he had been granted amnesty.

Although he came here on an exploratory mission, the statue carved by Mordin was enough for him.

As for finding out more?

Not required.

One hundred points is too high, passing is just right.

Staying until you retire is the right thing to do.

After leaving No. 17 Lanton Street, Simileid went straight back to the small hotel where he lived, and began to write a report on what had just happened and handed it over through secret channels.

The information submitted by Similaide quickly appeared in the House of Commons through a network of channels.

Commonwealth, House of Commons.

In a secret office somewhere.

Three old men with different appearances and postures sat at the triangular table, flipping through the documents in their hands.

"Unknown Statue of Mordin?"

"It should be an unfinished work, right?"

A bald old man said subconsciously.

"It could also be a counterfeit."

"A lot of people are proud to be able to imitate Modin."

Another old man with white hair and beard put forward a different opinion.

"Since the statue of Modin has appeared, then we will not care about our affairs from now on, just leave it to that group."

"They are the professionals."

"And us?"

"Continue to discuss this person 2567."

A fat old man came to a conclusion about the newly-appeared Mordin statue, and then took out the information about Kieran that Similaide had originally submitted.

"A superb assassin!"

"A space transcendent who can accommodate living creatures!"

"And...Plimpton!"

"This Mr. 2567 is more complicated than we thought!"

The bald old man laughed, showing his pale teeth, as if he was a hungry wolf that chose others to devour. When he mentioned Plimpton, there was a real murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't worry!"

"Plimpton, we will take care of it sooner or later!"

"What is more important now is how to get more information about Plimpton from his mouth."

The fat old man was obviously the leader of the three. As soon as he finished speaking, the bald old man restrained his murderous intent.

"That's right!"

"Our last liaison disappeared in Plimpton ten years ago!"

"Although we continued to send elites afterwards, we lost all news as soon as we sneaked into Plimpton, and it became our forbidden area!"

"We urgently need someone who knows the place well to tell us what happened there!"

The old man with white beard and hair nodded in agreement.

"We should never have agreed to that plan in the first place!"

The bald old man thought of something and shook his head angrily.

"It's happened!"

"What we need now is redress!"

"Instead of feeling sorry for yourself!"

The fat old man said in a deep voice.

"I will issue an order to Similaide to get as much information about Plimpton from that 2567 as possible."

"We can trade with that 2567 for this."

"He seems to be very concerned about Mordin's statue?"

"You must know that we have many unfinished works of Modin here."

As he said that, the fat old man seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The two old men next to him immediately realized something and laughed maliciously at the same time.

No one likes to be controlled by more people.

Especially those who are already in high positions.

They prefer others to listen to them rather than them to cooperate with others.

So, these three congressmen don't mind giving these people a little trouble if they can.

For example……

‘Team Modin’!

It doesn't take much. According to the information they have, once the 'Modin Group' takes action, there will inevitably be a conflict with 2567.

No matter what the final outcome of the conflict is.

It doesn’t matter if Modin wins in the group or if 2567 wins.

They will all be the ultimate beneficiaries.

After all, they had been preparing for a long time, and all they needed was an excuse to attack.

However, how can everything go as planned?

In the special office of the 'Modin Group', Ironface, who had just read through the information about Modin passed by the House of Commons, was thinking intently.

As one of the members of the House of Commons and the actual leader of this group, Ironface is older than he looks.

Even though he sat up as straight as possible, time still left indelible marks on his body.

It takes away the strength of the muscles, but gives the brain wisdom.

Ironface knew exactly what those three guys in the House of Commons wanted to do.

After decades of tit-for-tat confrontation, Ironface was so familiar with those three guys that he knew what they were going to say when they opened their mouths.

Just like this time.

The other three people just wanted him to have a conflict with the 2567 so that they could take advantage of the fish man's strength.

As for the Mordin statue mentioned in the message?

Ironface is certain that the three of them have not learned about it in detail at all.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to send this information to him so quickly.

"Great sword, flame."

Ironface muttered these two words in a low voice.

As the de facto leader of the ‘Modin Group’, he knew very well what these two words meant to Modin.

Although he was not sure whether this was a trap, since 2567 knew this secret information, it was enough for him to send his men to Aikande City.

He needs to know if 2567 knows more.

Thinking of this, Ironface picked up the phone.

He ordered his men.

Then, after hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment and walked towards the secret room next to the office.

The bookshelf is divided left and right.

A downward path appeared in front of him, and Ironface walked down the steps familiarly and entered a small room.

There is only one table in the entire room.

A complete pentagram is drawn on the table, and in the center of the pentagram is a skull with two small horns.

Ironface lit the candles in the five corners of the pentagram.

A low mantra filled the room.

"Hey, Ironface."

A sharp voice sounded from inside the skull with small horns.

"According to the contract, you need to help me one more time."

Ironface said.

"certainly!"

"Do you want those three guys from the other side?"

"when?"

the sharp voice asked directly.

"The sooner the better!"

Ironface answered.

"Leave it to us!"

"But don't forget your promise!"

A sharp voice reminded.

"Will not."

"I always keep my promises!"

After ending the call, Ironface sneered.

Commitment?

He has been acting like this, but whoever believes it is a fool.

Be it human or otherwise.

…

After Similaide left, Kieran put the statue in his hand into the first drawer on his left hand.

This rudimentary 'craft' completed by Frith has fulfilled its mission.

leftover?

The bait had been spilled, he just had to wait.

Will anyone find out?

Kieran wasn't worried.

He knew that when he threw something with strong characteristics of Mordin, everything would work out.

There may be twists and turns, but everything will be within control.

Thinking of this, Qin Ran stood up from the chair, stretched his waist slightly, and walked towards the living room. Although Simileide was as timid as a mouse, he still had a good eye.

At least the food brought is quality and carefully selected.

Even though Kieran had tasted it before, he didn't mind eating it again at this time.

Delicious food always makes people want to come back, right?

Boiled fish meatballs wrapped in crab roe.

The tender fish meat is accompanied by the strong aroma of crab roe. Especially when chewing, the moment when the crab roe overflows, it really gives people a sense of satisfaction.

The soup looks like clear soup, but is actually three-boiled stock, clear and delicious.

Taking a mouthful of fish balls and a mouthful of soup, Qin Ran couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

After the last mouthful of soup entered his mouth, Kieran naturally picked up the huge roasted lamb leg.

The whole roasted lamb leg has not been modified or cut, and it maintains its original flavor. It is just spread with a layer of onions on the iron plate.

Instead of picking up the leg of lamb first, Kieran ate the onions first.

Different from ordinary spicy onions, the onions here are slightly sweet. Of course, the spiciness is also included, but it is very light, not pungent, and has a juicy feel.

When the taste of onions completely spread in his mouth, Qin Ran picked up the leg of lamb and tore off a piece of lamb three fingers wide and one finger thick in one bite. He sucked and chewed the meat, and the fat overflowed, leaving a fragrant mouthful. .

Soon, when all the bones of the lamb leg were chewed up and swallowed by Kieran, he looked at the boxes of small snacks.

Green as leaves, dotted with white and pink lotus flowers.

Not cream, but cheese.

And added mint.

Not only did it get rid of the greasy feeling brought about by the roasted lamb leg, but it also whetted the appetite again. Kieran threw three snacks into his mouth and finished the box of snacks in two clicks.

"Fris, bring me a cup of tea."

Kieran shouted towards the 'Freezer'.

"Yes, my lord."

The 'Freezer' bowed and walked towards the kitchen, and when the 'Freezer' returned again, the door rang.

"It's Catwoman."

"Sir, do you want to see her?"

Galan said through the loudspeaker installed in the home.

"Um."

Qin Ran nodded.

The relationship between the two parties is relatively harmonious, and Qin Ran believes that the other party will not come to visit him specially for nothing.

Boom, boom!

Catwoman knocked on the door cautiously. She always had bad memories when she came here, but among the bad memories, there were also some memories that she couldn't help but immerse in.

For example: food!

Catwoman couldn't help salivating when she thought about the food she ate last time.

It was precisely because of this that she took the initiative to take over this task and chose to come before lunch.

Undoubtedly, her choice was the right one!

Smell the scent!

Lo Kee’s boiled fish balls!

Roast leg of lamb from the Burning Caves!

Lin Linda’s cheesecake!

Each one is her favorite, especially when paired with each other, the taste becomes even better.

Catwoman couldn't help but twist her neck excitedly at the thought of being able to share such delicious food, subconsciously trying to find something to rub against.

With great effort, Catwoman suppressed this impulse.

"Lady!"

"Meow is a lady!"

"Keep your manners!"

Catwoman told herself this, but the moment Frith opened the door, she shouted: "I'm looking for 2567!"

After shouting, Catwoman rushed into No. 17 Langton Din.

She couldn't wait.

She wants fish balls, leg of lamb, and cheesecake.

Then……

She saw the empty packaging box.

Suddenly, Catwoman froze on the spot.

"Have you eaten?"

Catwoman asked blankly.

"Um."

"The gift the other party brought felt good to me, so I tasted it."

"tasty."

Qin Ran nodded.

"tasty?"

"Heh, man."

"You are Meow's lifelong enemy!"

Catwoman sneered, threw the invitation in her hand on the coffee table in front of her, turned around and left. At this time, Emma Eddie walked out of the room. She looked at Catwoman and couldn't help but shudder. He said hello: "Fris is going to cook soon. Selena, don't you want to leave after eating?"

Suddenly, Catwoman's forward steps froze.

Her neck stiffened and she turned her head.

"Is there any more food?"

"Yes, Fries cooks regularly every day."

Emma Eddie replied.

Catwoman did not turn around, but just retreated in front of Kieran, showing a sweet smile.

"Meow just had a hallucination."

"You are indeed a good friend of Meow."

Catwoman said and wanted to nuzzle Kieran, but Kieran dodged her.

Hey, woman.

Kieran completely ignored the other party and picked up the invitation on the coffee table. When he opened the invitation and saw the content on it, Qin Ran couldn't help but frown.

PS Fei Jue ate cat pudding and dried small fish yesterday and vomited immediately after eating too much. Fei Long also said to let him have an empty stomach and stop feeding him at night. As a result, he sneaked into the cupboard again at night to eat... I had to vomit again this morning... Some people say that pets can unknowingly resemble their owners. Fei Long was skeptical at first, but now he believes it. Apart from himself, Fei Ju is the second person Fei Long has vomited after eating too much. Guy... I have inexplicably complicated feelings.