On the booth where the sculpture of Death was placed, Link left a spiritual mark.

I once again quickly browsed the entire museum and used my mental sensing to view the antiques in the entire museum.

Only after the checking was completed did the Sadako card be removed.

"Well! There are seven special items containing certain characteristics in total!"

"That little tripod is also in it, but unfortunately, it cannot sense the specific characteristics!"

Link frowned. Apart from the sculpture and small tripod that were suspected to be the God of Death, three of the other five were unknown sculptures, and one was an iron sword with only half a sword blade left.

The last one is even more bizarre, a stone slab with some messy ghost-painted talismans on it, like some kind of ancient handwriting.

Unfortunately, I have never understood the ancient texts of Western countries, and Link cannot understand them at all.

"It turns out that the book is not enough when it is used, and the money is not enough when it is spent!"

Link muttered, turned around and walked outside.

The goal has been achieved, and the rest is only needed to wait for the right time.

An hour later, Link returned to the detective office and settled lunch on the way, and also left a lot of spiritual marks in some remote alleys.

If you are monitored by a special agent, you naturally cannot walk away in front of them, otherwise you will definitely be tracked and monitored.

It is much easier to leave a spiritual mark, and it is just teleported.

God knows it without a ghost.

"Hmm? Something is wrong!"

As soon as he returned to the office desk, Link looked at the ballpoint pen on the table.

Although I didn't remember everything in the house specifically, the position of the ballpoint pen on the table was different from when I left.

When he left, he had used a ballpoint pen to exercise his mental power and had an extremely clear position of the cylinder.

"Someone has come!"

Still speaking, Link's eyes began to observe.

In one corner of the drawer of the desk, he saw a wiretap, which was only the size of a button, placed in the broken wood in the corner of the drawer.

It was very hidden. If he hadn't had a weak spirit and could have left his body, it would have been impossible to discover it all at once.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? I'm forcing me to find something for you!"

Link twitched his lips. If SHIELD hadn't always been used to surveillance this and that, and invaded privacy, he wouldn't have planned to make things too difficult for SHIELD.

After all, the moment the Red Skull found the space gem, the world was destined to be invaded, which is inevitable.

From the standpoint of SHIELD, I knew the dangers of the universe and developed weapons at all costs, and wanted to protect the earth.

Not to mention S.H.I.E.L.D., even Link, knows the future and improves his strength at all costs.

The same will be true for Tony Stark in the future.

If you are poor, you will be able to protect yourself; if you are prosperous, you will help the world.

Although not all people have this spirit, anyone with a vision will make this choice.

"It would be fine if it was ordinary surveillance, but that was not just S.H.E.L.D."

Link frowned as he looked at the eavesdropper in the corner of the drawer.

No one has discovered the existence of Hydra, which is the time of greatest power.

Now Link just wants to grow up steadily and live well, which is the basic need.

Without hesitation, Link activated the Sadako card and used his strong mental power to check all the houses in the office and the houses he lived in.

Finally, six eavesdropping machines were found and destroyed. Some things could not be known to the crazy Hydra.

"The five-minute card time is gone!"

Looking at the Sadako card with forty minutes left, I felt a little painful for no reason.

This card is good for everything, but the time is too short.

With a thought, Link opened the system panel.

Host: Linklass

Level: lv1

Cards: 1/4

Card making (click to view)

Fame value: 5420

Own cards: 3

“Only one card is left!”

Looking at the level of the system, Link was a little silent.

The system level can improve card positions, but if you want to upgrade, you need to create a sufficient number of cards or create higher-level cards.

And now there is one chance left. If you cannot upgrade, you will encounter more materials and Link is reluctant to destroy the cards on your body to synthesize them.

The cards on him all have special functions.

No matter which one is destroyed, Link is reluctant to let it go.

"It seems that we cannot synthesize blindly, and we waste good materials!"

"Use low-end materials to brush up the grade? But this consumes a lot of fame value!"

"Or, maybe combine the sculpture that is suspected to be the God of Death into a God of Death card!"

That's the God of Death. After all, it should surpass the extraordinary and reach the god level, right?

Thinking of the god level, Link felt sad again, and the golden cudgel was really a waste.

If you get some good materials, Sun Wukong's card will definitely be more than just super S-level.

Unfortunately, there is only one golden cudgel, which cannot reach the level of gods at all. At most, it can have the power of a magical weapon.

Time passed by Link's thinking, and it was soon evening.

"Dang thump..."

Just then, a knock on the door suddenly rang out.

"Who?"

Link was a little surprised. No one should look for him at this time, right?

"Dang thump..."

No one answered, but there was another rapid knock on the door.

He stood up and opened the door. Uncle Jian's figure suddenly appeared in front of Link, and there was a faint smell of blood coming to his face.

"Frank..."

As soon as Link spoke, before he finished speaking, Uncle Jian pushed Link into the house and quickly closed the door.

This made Link feel helpless. He was so rude that he regarded this place as his home.

"Bang..."

As soon as he walked into the house, Uncle Fei took a bunch of dollars in his arms, and a stack of blood-colored dollars was thrown onto the table. The thickness was no less than 20,000 yuan.

"Including the information fees in the morning, I need more detailed information, and it is best to get some evidence or clues!"

Uncle Jian ordered without hesitation.

"It turns out that it's not just a waste of money... it's because I don't have money!"

Link blinked, but frowned again when he heard Uncle Jian’s request.

This gangster massacre was done by the Cente family, so how could it leave evidence?

Even if someone certifies, he will definitely be silenced by the gang.

This lawsuit is doomed to fail.

After thinking about it, Link did not refuse. After all, it was Niu Pi's uncle who had some connection with his father.

Since you have paid, the business still has to be done.

"I try my best! But there is no guarantee that there is evidence!"

Link looked at the dollars on the table, and he promised that it was not for Franklin's face.

"Yeah! I'll come back tomorrow!"

Uncle Jian replied, turned around and left without hesitation, without any delay.

"tomorrow???"

Link was a little dull, isn't this a little anxious?
To be continued...