"Connor, you're a member of the Secret Society. Let me ask you, why do you think Martina and Tusam went to the Oya Noodle Factory?" After pondering for a moment, Marguerite turned to Connor and asked, "Why do you think Martina and Tusam went to the Oya Noodle Factory?"
Hearing Marguerite's question, a thought flashed through Connor's mind — artificial magic crystals.
However, this thought was quickly rejected by Connor. Varga was in charge of the Secret Society's artificial magic crystals, and Varga had told him that the Secret Society's artificial magic crystals in Loen had temporarily stopped production.
Most importantly, the Oya Noodle Factory was located at No. 67, Naboli Street, West Loen. It was a famous residential area in Loen, and there were many residents around it. If the Secret Society were to produce magic crystals in the Oya Noodle Factory, the consequences would be immeasurable once the resentment of the artificial magic crystals was leaked out. Even the Pope of the Church might not be able to suppress it … According to the Secret Society's cautious style, Connor felt that the Oya Noodle Factory was a part of the Secret Society's production of artificial magic crystals. Although he couldn't completely rule out the possibility, it was very unlikely.
Since it had nothing to do with artificial magic crystals, why did Martina and Tusam go to the Oya Noodle Factory? Moreover, judging from the second video, Tusam's clothes were disheveled when he walked out of the Oya Noodle Factory, and he looked troubled. Something must have happened to him in the Oya Noodle Factory! So, what was hidden in the Oya Noodle Factory?
Connor fell into deep thought again. Martina was Old Victor's assistant, and according to Varga's description, Tusam was also sent there under Old Victor's command. These two people were related to Old Victor. Could it be …?
Thinking of this, Connor's eyes lit up. He then looked at Marguerite beside him.
Seeing that Connor had reacted, Marguerite nodded to affirm Connor's thoughts. She then said softly, "I haven't gone to the Oya Noodle Factory to take a look, so it's only a guess so far. There's no evidence to prove that Old Victor is there. But, Connor, would you be interested in accompanying me to take a look?"
"I can accompany you to take a look, but Marguerite, you have to promise me that we'll just take a look this time! Right now, we still don't know if Old Victor is really in the Oya Noodle Factory. We also don't know if there are other people from the secret society in the Oya Noodle Factory other than Old Victor! "Connor looked at Marguerite and warned her calmly.
Connor didn't know what happened to Marguerite when he left Loen, but Connor could clearly feel that Marguerite had a murderous intent towards Old Victor. It was as if Old Victor had killed Marguerite's entire family …
Hearing Connor's warning, Marguerite's eyes flickered. She lowered her head and didn't give Connor an answer.
Marguerite's reaction immediately made Connor's angular face show a wry smile. He hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice as if he had made up his mind.
"Marguerite, to be honest, I've been in the secret society for a long time. Martina isn't my only source of information in the secret society. I have a very reliable friend in the secret society. I'll meet her in the next few days and ask her about the Oya Noodle Factory. Her position in the Loen Secret Society is very important and indispensable. Perhaps she can tell us something that we want to know!"
Connor didn't reveal anything about Varga's existence to Marguerite, intentionally or unintentionally, because it was to protect Varga and Marguerite. Besides, Connor also had his own personal thoughts … But judging from Marguerite's current state, it seemed that she wanted to rush into the Oya Noodle Factory directly and kill Old Victor quickly and cleanly. Therefore, Connor had no choice but to reveal Varga's existence to comfort Marguerite.
Of course, even in such a situation, Connor didn't reveal everything and completely expose Varga in front of Marguerite. Although Connor trusted Marguerite very much, he was still a little vague when it came to Varga's safety. He only emphasized some important points.
"Is it that pharmacist?"
After being silent for a while, Marguerite suddenly raised her head and stared at Connor. She asked a question that surprised Connor very much.
It was a question that caught him off guard.
Although the word "pharmacist" from Marguerite surprised Connor, Connor's good psychological quality made him calm down.
Facing Marguerite's questioning gaze, Connor's expression didn't change at all. He shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry! Marguerite, I've told you everything I can. "
Facing Connor's silence, Marguerite wasn't angry. She moved closer to Connor's ear and said softly, "Connor, do you know? You've asked me for a lot of cultivation resources, but there's one kind of resource that you've never asked me for. However, you've never lacked this kind of resource … "
Before Marguerite finished her words, Connor had already realized what Marguerite was talking about. His expression changed at once. When Marguerite finished her words, Connor showed a wry smile again.
Because Varga, a genius pharmacist, was his girlfriend, Connor had never lacked medicine ever since he started his cultivation. In addition, Connor and Marguerite weren't as intimate and ambiguous as they were now. Every time he asked Marguerite for something, he wouldn't take it for free. He had to pay a price for it. He either had to help Marguerite kill someone or do something else for her. Therefore, Connor cherished the opportunity to ask Marguerite for resources very much. He wouldn't waste it when he didn't lack medicine. Now that Marguerite noticed this detail, it was completely out of Connor's expectation.
"Why are your friends always women, Connor?" Looking at Connor's wry smile, Marguerite said with mixed feelings. When she spoke, Marguerite's tone seemed to be a little self-deprecating.
"What?"
Marguerite's question surprised Connor. He didn't know that Marguerite had seen through his words again.
"Sixth sense! A woman's sixth sense! "Glancing at Connor, Margaret said with a slightly complicated expression," That's right, I don't think so.
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