Chapter: 431

"Charlie froze for a moment, and jumped to the side like a frightened rabbit," why do you ask this? "Could it be that there really is a "Cursed Blade", and now he wants to find out what other family members I have?

Lumian laughed suddenly: "You won't be really scared, will you?

"You are too easy to be pranked, aren't you?"

Thinking of the fool instrument, Charlie patted his forehead annoyed.

He couldn't tell which of Charles' words was false and which was true.

However, after being pranked, he became more certain that the "Cursed Blade" was a fake, adapted from the legend of the ghost of Montsouris.

Charles likes to deceive people with such fake things, like a fool.

Um……

"Blade of the Curse" is a good story, now he's mine, go to the bar at night and scare him with it!

The two arrived at the Observatory area in a public carriage. Charlie asked for directions several times, and finally found the pawn shop named "Phil's Pawn Shop".

It is located in a seven-storey off-white building, with pilasters, arches, embossing, large windows, and many others.

At the majestic gate, on the top of "Phil's Pawn Shop", three words are engraved, "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity"

Freely mortgage every item, discriminate equally against everyone who mortgages something, love any chance to drive down the price? Lumian couldn't help but slander.

How ridiculous that a pawn shop should have the political slogan of the Republic engraved on the door!

There are several counters in the hall of the pawn shop, and rows of benches are placed in front of it.

At this time, dozens of people were sitting there, waiting for the clerk to appraise the value of the item and call their number.

Charlie found an empty counter familiarly, handed the diamond necklace in, and received a note with the name and corresponding number of the item to be identified.

After a while, the counter in charge of pawning tickets called Charlie's number.

Charlie went over expectantly, returning like a lost soul.

"What's the matter?" Lumian asked suspiciously while flipping through the newspapers placed in the hall.

Charlie said in a daze and loss: "That necklace, that necklace is fake, it's only worth 12 Filkins"

Fake? Lumian twitched his right eyebrow, as if he heard fate's merciless mockery of Charlie.

Charlie gave up his fragile principles, slept with Mrs. Alice for a few days, got into a life lawsuit, lost his job as an apprentice waiter, and got only a fake diamond necklace?

For some reason, Lumian suddenly had the urge not to just succumb to fate.

Although it wasn't his thing, it made him feel a little bit empathetic.

I will go to your mother's fate!

You mocked me, I will ridicule and provoke me back!

At this moment, Lumian vaguely grasped another rule of playing the "provocateur", but it was still rough and not accurate enough.

He looked at Charlie and asked thoughtfully, "Do you think that Mrs. Alice deceived you, or that the pawnshop saw you as poor and unable to identify the authenticity of the necklace, and deliberately found such a reason to keep the price down?"

"I, I don't know." Charlie was incomparably calm and painful.