After becoming invincible, start having fun in the world

Chapter 95: What is Jiliguru saying?

A gray circle jumped out of the tablet in Yuan Zhisheng's hand. After spinning continuously for about three seconds, a bunch of data and pictures immediately appeared.

"Okay, here's the answer to your question."

"Currently, we have connected to the Yamabuki Handcraft database and found that there are 7 pairs of leather boots sold in China in the past week, and the maximum degree of match with the picture does not exceed 60%."

"Zooming in to nearly a month, 267 pairs of Yamabuki handmade shoes were sold domestically, of which 22 pairs were privately customized. The highest match was purchased by user Yamashita Honsho, with a similarity of 90%. The remaining 245 pairs were uniformly customized by the gigolo agency [Takamagahara], and the similarity was more than 90%."

"If we zoom in to the past six months, there are two pairs of shoes with a sole pattern similarity greater than 80%, excluding the above, but both are women's models."

“Oh my god.” Lu Mingfei looked at the data popping up on the small tablet and felt a chill down his spine. “I feel like I have no privacy at all in my life.”

These data include surveillance screenshots of the purchaser at the time, his life itinerary after the purchase, and even his biographical information that can be accessed by clicking on the hyperlink on his name. This includes everything from his professional expertise and target companies to his bed-wetting as a child. Basically, everything that has a trace on the Internet is included.

"Hmm?" Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei curiously: "You just found out?"

"Eh? What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that there was something wrong with these words.

"In fact, Norma also has this function, but she will not monitor ordinary people. She will only monitor those half-bloods with dragon blood. The higher the bloodline level, the higher her monitoring level." Caesar explained.

"That's good, I've kept it for someone else." Lu Mingfei was halfway through his speech when he suddenly froze: "Wait, if I remember correctly, I'm S-rank, right?"

"Yes, the first in decades." Caesar nodded and patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder comfortingly: "It seems that you realize it."

A layer of goose bumps instantly shot up from Lu Mingfei's tailbone. He shuddered and said with a deathly tone: "Fortunately, it was only the AI ​​that saw it, and no real person saw it. No real person saw it, right, Senior Caesar."

".Actually, there is a person who has been responsible for the maintenance of the college's information and electronic equipment." Caesar said tactfully: "He also said that your taste is good except for some heavy tastes, so he copied some from your computer."

"What's his name?" Maybe the clouds were too thick, and a shadow fell at this moment, covering Lu Mingfei's face, making it impossible to see his expression.

For some reason, Caesar suddenly shuddered, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "His name is Fingel."

My dear Finkel, I will recruit Lu Mingfei into the Student Union sooner or later, and you will be colleagues in the future, so it should be okay if I tell him your name.?

“Oh?” Lu Mingfei’s hands made crackling sounds because he clenched his fists too hard. “It’s still an acquaintance.”

On the other side of the world, Kassel College.

On the lawn at the entrance of the college cafe, a man with greasy hair who looked like a "loser" gently spread a mattress made from a bed sheet on the edge of the lawn, and put up a flag with "Fen Banxian Fortune Telling" written in Chinese. Then he sat down, took out a braised pig's trotter from his school uniform pocket and started to chew it.

A classmate passed by and saw this scene, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Finkel, why don't you go to the market to do the fortune-telling instead?"

"Tsk, it's because of the two gangs working together to trick me." Finkel spat out the plastic bag he had accidentally bitten in his mouth and said disdainfully: "Do you want to calculate it? It's very accurate. For the sake of being classmates, I'll give you a discount, one hundred per time."

"I don't believe this." The classmate waved his hand and said, "You get cheated every day, why don't you calculate yourself first?"

"Tsk, don't believe me? Then let me show you one." Finkel really did what he said. He held the pig's trotter in his mouth and took out a turtle shell from his trouser pocket with his free hand. After shaking it for a while, he opened it and took a closer look.

Then took another look.

"Huh? A bloody disaster?" Finkel slowly spat out the pig's hoof bone and sat up straight: "Shouldn't it be like this?"

“Hahahahaha, go ahead and do the math.” The classmate laughed at him for a while before finally leaving, leaving Finkel, who had been doing the math over and over again, standing there in a daze.

"This shouldn't happen. How come it's the third time and still a bloody disaster? Have I not provoked anyone recently?"

"You mean, that host club called Takamagahara gave away almost all of its shoes?"

"Almost." Yuan Zhisheng nodded. "Takama-hara was lucky enough to be spotted by Kazama Ruri, the top Japanese gigolo star, who came to Takama-hara to perform a show. In order to please their studio, the boss of Takama-hara specially ordered a bunch of leather boots to give away. More or less, all the gigolos in Takama-hara's own store got some."

"Then the candidates are pretty much confirmed. It's impossible for them not to leave information at the workplace, right?"

"Not necessarily. Gigolos actually secretly sell the gifts they receive and replace them with high-quality imitations, in order to ensure that they can hook up with rich women and have a good income at the same time."

"It is not so certain where these shoes will end up, as some illegal pawnshops will not leave records online."

"The only way at present is to exhaustively enumerate from high to low similarity."

Lu Mingfei was a little excited. All the current developments were completely in line with his imagination of the agent's secret mission.

That’s so right, that’s exactly how it feels.

That picture of a perverted muscular man in a little skirt fighting a giant lizard is not a normal one at all!

“Then what should we do?” Lu Mingfei began to join in the fun unconsciously.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at him with some confusion, then slid the tablet and motioned for the two to look: "The closest leather boots are on that Fengjian Liuli, but because of some industrial chain relationships, he has been under the surveillance of our Qishe Eight Clan. On the day of the incident, he was performing a Taiga drama, so it couldn't be him."

"The next one is this, I bought this pair of shoes from the pawn shop."

"Zuo Jiangchuan, is that so?" A voice came from high up behind the three of them.

"Who?!" Yuan Zhisheng turned around suddenly and saw a person standing on the tree behind him. The person's cloudy eyes were gleaming with a hint of gold, and he looked like a mixed-race.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei, who were standing by, also had their pupils shrink.

That familiar feeling comes again!
The skinny guy on the tree smiled, raised his hand and took out something: "Who are you asking me?"

"I'm the Zuo Jiangchuan you're looking for? Why, you don't recognize me even with my information?"

Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth slightly. The Zuo Jiangchuan in the information was much healthier than the person in front of him. Moreover, the Zuo Jiangchuan in the file had no bloodline, but the gold in the eyes of the person in front of him was not inferior to some A-level hybrids!
“Hehe, just a few ants.” The man who called himself Zuo Jiangchuan opened his palm, and inside was a small bottle that looked extremely familiar to Lu Mingfei!
Zuo Jiangchuan gently twisted the bottle cap, then rubbed it and shook it. A pure power surged into his body: "Hahahaha, with this power given by the adults..."

"Bam—!"

Accompanied by the sudden sound of gunfire, Zuo Jiangchuan slowly fell from the tree.

“What are you mumbling about?” Lu Mingfei slowly put away his gun under the confused gazes of the other two: “Can you speak Chinese? It seems like you know Japanese very well. I’ll give you what you can say.”

".Why are you looking at me? It's a Frigga bullet."

(End of this chapter)