Du Yuqi had snatched this earring from Bai Xiuluo. Even the destructive force could not destroy it, so Du Yuqi was very curious and took it with her. The master of the Sunan Shield dealt with fire and metal all day long and had been immersed in it for decades. He had a lot of experience in this area. However, no one could recognize its material and origin, and they were all amazed.

Finally, even Jace, who was obsessed with studying the Shadowless Sword, was alarmed. He squinted his red eyes and looked at the earring for a while, then shook his head and said:

"I don't know what this thing is, but luckily it's during the Expo. If there's one person who knows its origin, it must be that old drunkard Sherlock. This guy has lived for hundreds of years and has a wide range of knowledge. He is also cunning, greedy, and has an extremely strange personality. We used to have business dealings with him, but we became enemies with him because of something a few years ago, so we can't use our connections to help you directly."

"But there is one thing you have to remember. Although Shylock is extremely cunning, he has a smart mind because of the pranks of the gods. So this guy is very trustworthy. As long as you succeed in making him make a promise, he will definitely fulfill it."

Du Yuqi smiled and said:

"Okay, thank you for your reminder."

…

About an hour later, Du Yuqi appeared in the black market on the West Coast.

Just as where there is light there is shadow, behind the prosperity of the West Coast there must be a large number of black and gray industrial chains. These industrial chains are concentrated in the black market, and the location of the black market is less than two kilometers away from Shell Street, the most prosperous street on the West Coast at this time.

Unlike what Du Yuqi had imagined before, the black market did not appear to be dirty or messy, or full of conspiracies, tricks, and crimes. It just looked like a very tidy street with gurgling streams on both sides of the street.

There is even a diamond-shaped flower stand about every six meters on both sides of the street, planted with Bellmare bluebells - this is also the city flower of the West Coast - it is in full bloom now, the palm-sized leaves sway slightly in the night breeze, and the bell-shaped blue flowers emit a hint of fragrance in the air, making people feel relaxed and happy while walking on the street.

On both sides of the street, there are many elderly people fanning themselves contentedly, chatting while drinking the local barley tea, or playing chess in groups of three or five, looking very relaxed and contented.

The only thing that seemed a little special was that there seemed to be more shops on both sides of the street, and they were all brightly lit. Some shops had no customers at all. Even in the shops with the best business, the customers were sparse and business seemed quite deserted.

The manager who led Du Yuqi looked at Du Yuqi's slightly surprised expression and whispered to him that the black market had existed since the establishment of the West Coast and now had an effective system. The black market presented in front of Du Yuqi was actually a secondary market. The lowest level of the black market was conducted in the dark sewers, which was the most primitive and bloody area.

Simply put, the black market in front of Du Yuqi at this moment is equivalent to a regular vegetable market. The goods entering it have been processed once in advance, while the muddy vegetable fields and the bloody slaughterhouse are in other places, so it appears so well organized.

When they reached the intersection, the manager whispered a few words to Du Yuqi, and then he left. Du Yuqi looked up and walked towards a shop with lights on. The sign of this shop was very unique. It was made of broken cans and lids hung together. When the wind blew, it made a rustling sound. It looked like a poor man's wind chime, which made people almost laugh.

After Du Yuqi pushed open the door of the shop, he found that the furnishings inside were similar to those of a grocery store, but the goods on the shelves were strange. There were shrunken human heads, organs soaked in jars, and a dead bird whose bones had been reconnected, with dark eye sockets that looked eerie.

At the same time, there was an indescribable smell in the air, which was quite disgusting. There was a gurgling sound at the back of the shop, as if something sticky like rice soup or porridge was being stewed.

Du Yuqi knocked on the table and said loudly:

"Anyone there?"

Soon, a goblin came out from the back of the shop. He had dark skin, a small stature, and looked very young, but he had a pair of big nostrils. When he looked up at people, his big nostrils were particularly obvious. The little goblin looked at Du Yuqi with a thief-guarding look and said vigilantly:

"What are you doing?"

Du Yuqi said:

"I heard that you can pawn things here, so of course I came here to pawn them."

The little goblin walked up to the counter and carefully inserted the latch next to it. Then he tapped his big nostrils and said in a thick nasal voice:

"Give it to me."

Du Yuqi took out a Terra stone from his arms and said:

"A family heirloom pearl."

The little goblin took it and looked at it, and immediately showed surprise in his eyes, but he pretended to be indifferent on the surface. He threw the Terra Stone onto the table with trembling hands and said with a slight tremor of excitement:

"No... they are not worth much! Pearls are cheap, one, no, half a gold coin!"

When the child spoke, his big nostrils opened and closed, and he even sniffed his nose. Du Yuqi also found it quite funny and said:

"Oh, I see. You really have a conscience. The last one only gave me ten silver coins."

The goblin child's eyes suddenly widened, and he was obviously very self-blaming, thinking that he was not a profiteer enough and that he had not lowered the price ruthlessly enough, but he heard Du Yuqi say:

"How about this, half a gold coin is too little, I'll sell it to you if you add eight silver coins."

The child immediately laughed in his heart. The bargaining skills of the guy in front of him were really too poor. He was a typical fat sheep. He exhaled from his big nostrils and said:

"No, no! At most, add four more silver coins."

The goblin kid thought he had caught the bottom line of the man in front of him and that he could easily make a lucrative deal. Unexpectedly, Du Yuqi held back his laughter and shook his head solemnly, saying:

"Forget it, forget it."

As he said that, he walked outside. The goblin kid was dumbfounded. Why didn't this fat sheep follow the routine? He immediately said angrily:

"Hey, hey, hey, come back, I'll give you eight more silver coins."

Du Yuqi shook his head and said:

"I pawned this heirloom pearl because I wanted to ask someone a question. But now it seems that your price is so low that it is impossible to hire anyone. So I might as well just give him the pearl as a reward. Maybe he can help me answer this question."

The Goblin child asked doubtfully:

"Who are you going to ask? What do you want to ask?"

Du Yuqi said:

"Of course I went to see the famous Master Jace. I wanted to ask him about an earring in my hand."

As soon as Du Yuqi said this, he heard a "crack" sound from inside, as if something was broken. Then a figure rushed out like a gust of wind, roaring:

"Since when did that bastard Jace become famous?"

An old goblin who looked a little hunchbacked came out. His hair, beard and eyebrows were all snow-white. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he did not look old and decadent. Instead, he was full of energy. He was wearing a patched leather armor, but the old man kept himself very clean, especially his eyes were bright and looked very wise.

Obviously, this is Goblin Sherlock. He glanced at Du Yuqi and said:

"Isn't this the priest Du who recently ripped off the Holy Church? What are you doing running into Sherlock's shop in the middle of the night? And you even deliberately said that the Terra Stone is a family heirloom pearl. Is he trying to play the pig and eat the tiger?"

Du Yuqi was stunned. He did not expect that this old man was so well-informed, so he said simply:

"Mr. Sherlock, you are joking. I came here this time because I really want to ask Mr. Sherlock for help."

Sherlock sneered:

"Haha, even a powerful force like the Holy Temple suffered a great loss at your hands. How many bones in my body can withstand your torture? Go away, go away!"

After saying that, Sherlock started to chase the man away, leaving Du Yuqi at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He tried to explain again and again, but the old man seemed very stubborn and kicked Du Yuqi out in no time, leaving him with a cold shoulder.

Faced with this situation, Du Yuqi went back and talked to Lowry and others. Lowry said that there was nothing he could do. After all, this old man Brin was famous for his weird temper, and he was also very cunning. If you wanted to set up a trap to fool him, you would most likely end up being cheated by him and losing everything.