Lumian squatted there, holding the three metal vials in his hand, looked at Jianna, and said with a smile:
"I have a way to confirm."
"What can be done......" Jian Na was curious at first, and then felt a hint of nervousness and panic because of the other party's meaningless smile.
Lumian replied with a smile:
"You can help me try which bottle is which."
"What are you kidding?" If it weren't for the fact that she had just been saved by the other party and her body was in a relatively weak state, Jian Na would have been cursing.
Lumian looked serious:
"If it's that bottle of gas that can make people stunned, you will be unconscious at most once, and I won't do anything to you, what do I really want, you can't resist now, and after determining which bottle is which, I can also use that bottle of irritating gas to wake you up and bring you back to normal.
"If you are lucky enough to come across that bottle of irritating gas, you can regain most of your strength now."
It sounds reasonable, no matter how bad it is...... Jane was almost persuaded by Lumian.
She quickly came back to her senses and said through gritted teeth:
"What if it's another bottle? We don't know what it does!"
If it is poisonous gas, there is no one who knows how to treat it at the scene!
Lumian smiled and said in a mocking tone:
"Are you stupid? There is a big difference in weight between the inside of the bottle, which is mostly gas and mostly liquid!
"This bottle should be liquid!"
He picked up one from the three metal vials and shook it slightly.
He "clearly" heard the sound of liquid shaking inside, and immediately put it in his pocket.
"That's right......" Although she was ridiculed, Jian Na was now focusing on "experiments" and was not angry about it.
She hesitated for a few seconds, closed her eyes, raised her head slightly and said:
"Try it!"
Lumian put another metal vial in his trouser pocket, leaving only one in his hand.
He immediately brought the remaining one to the tip of Jane Na's nose without hesitation.
The next second, he saw Jian Na quietly open a gap in her eyes.
Lumian laughed and twisted the lid.
Soon, an extremely pungent smell like fermented feces penetrated into Jian Na's nose, choking her several times, and her tears and snot seemed to flow out.
And every "sneeze" helped her regain a lot of strength, and when Lumian screwed on the bottle cap and changed from squatting to standing, she jumped up sharply and instinctively moved her hands and feet.
"It seems that I am quite lucky!" Jane Na said to herself happily as she sorted out her clothes and skirt.
I directly won the bottle of gas with a pungent taste!
Then, she saw Lumian's teasing expression.
Jane chuckled in her heart, having a certain "bad" premonition.
She asked tentatively:
"Actually, did you know which bottle of gas was which bottle from the beginning?"
So you can take out the metal vial containing the irritating gas so accurately?
Lumian laughed and handed the metal vial in his hand to Jane Na:
"Smell the bottle cap yourself."
Jane took it suspiciously and sniffed the bottle.
There was a faint smell left, not too irritating or effective, but it was bad enough.
"The other bottle has no taste." Lumian added with a smile.
Jian Na's already slightly flushed face suddenly turned red.
This made her feel like she was acting like a fool just now:
First believed the other party's words, and then gritted his teeth to participate in the so-called "experiment"!
Her already brewing words of gratitude and various thoughts were instantly pressed back into her stomach.
Lumian ignored the angry Jenna, and put away the metal vial with a scratch mark on the surface and the 8 Ferkin bill at the same time.
Although the man's ability allowed him to sense where the items that once belonged to him and were lost were located, the others were already dead, and Lumian was not afraid to track them at all.
As for the function of the liquid in the remaining metal vial, he planned to find mammals such as mice and stray dogs to test it.
After doing the corresponding thing, Lumian pointed to the perverted corpse and said to Jianna:
"Take a closer look at his appearance, remember what he looks like, and find someone to find out who he is.
"He should still have accomplices."
"Okay." Jane Na walked quickly to the corpse and remembered the face seriously.
After watching for a while, thinking of what happened just now, her anger welled up from the bottom of her heart, she raised her right leg and kicked the corpse's crotch hard.
One, one, again!
"Shit, pervert, fuck your mother, fuck your whole family!" Jane was venting her inner emotions to her heart's content.
Lumian looked a little painful, lowered his head, and cleaned up the traces left at the scene.
When Jian Na calmed down, he walked over with the large gray and white cloth bag, stuffing the body and clothes in, and asked casually:
"How did you get caught by him?"
Jane straightened her brown hair that had been loosened and simply tied a ponytail.
She gritted her teeth again:
"I met him in an alley next to the Breeze Ballroom, he said he liked to listen to me sing, and he wanted me to sign his name.
"Then, he attacked, controlled me, and brought the bottle to the front of my nose, and after that, I passed out."
"You're too unvigilant, aren't you?" Lumian mocked.
Jian Na was not convinced:
"I have seen him several times when I was singing, and I am very sure that he really likes to listen to me sing, otherwise I would not have paid attention to him at all.
"Moreover, as a singer who is not yet famous, it is an honor to have someone ask you for an autograph......
"That gas has no smell!"
How can people guard against this?
Lumian sneered:
"I'm not talking about this.
"It can be clearly seen that the gas will dissipate quickly when it gets on the paper, and it must be used in a very short period of time to have a certain effect, that is to say, that pervert has been following you for a long time, and he has basically figured out the rules of your actions, otherwise he would not have been able to accurately block you in an alley with no one and use that bottle of gas to stain the paper ten or twenty seconds in advance.
"You've been followed for so long, haven't you noticed?"
Jian Na was silent for a moment, sometimes gritted her teeth, sometimes annoyed.
Lumian retracted his gaze and laughed secretly:
It's normal not to notice, that guy can distinguish the hormonal information of different people.
If Mr. Eve hadn't been obviously weaker than the pervert just now, he wouldn't have mastered the ability to be erotic, and Lumian would have thought that he had exposed his identity as a "robber".
He tied the gray and white cloth bag again, and used it to further destroy various traces at the scene with the corpse.
There is a high level of processing traces...... Lumian glanced at Jana, put the cloth bag on his back suspiciously, and walked out of the cave.
Based on this incident and Jane Na's deliberate failure to mention her abnormal performance under the influence of that pervert, he believes that this "exaggerated woman" has a certain understanding of the transcendent world, and even herself.
And her information or source of power is most likely the "red boot" Franca of the Savoyard Party.
After lighting the calcium carbide lamp in the place where he was hiding just now and holding it in his hand, Lumian looked back at the depths of the road.
It is trending downwards, there is no light in the distance, nothing can be seen.
The darkness was like a giant mouth, waiting for its prey to pass and devour them.
"What are you looking at?" Jane asked curiously.
She felt that this man named Ciel was acting mysteriously.
Lumian ended his gaze and said with a smile:
"I'm thinking, where will I end up if I go down like this, that Trier from the Fourth Age?"
What he really thinks is:
If the two were accomplices, would he habitually and subconsciously approach the place he was familiar with when choosing the place of crime in the underworld, that is, the destination where Mr. Eve entered the underground that night?
If that's the case, you might find something if you continue to explore along this path.
Jane said with disappointment:
"That's not a good place."
Lumian didn't speak again, and walked to the ground along the way he came, Jane Na thought about her own thoughts, carried the calcium carbide lamp left by the pervert, and followed silently behind her.
When he was about to reach the floor where the floor layout was roughly replicated, Lumian stopped and said with a disgusting tone:
"Do you need me to help you get to the ground?"
"Aren't you going back?" Jian Na was quite stunned.
Lumian moved his shoulders:
"I need to find a place to dispose of this corpse."
Jian Na nodded and didn't ask any more:
"I can go up myself, I've been underground."
Meaning, you have what it takes to protect yourself? Lumian watched Jian Na leave lightly, and sighed two words in his heart:
Is Trier a human or a dog with extraordinary abilities?
Is it something wrong with Trier, or is it something I have myself who always meets similar people?
He shook his head, carrying the corpse on his back, and walked towards the hollow of the quarry where he had previously prayed for a "gift" while dealing with the footprints.
On the way, he did two anti-tracking to make sure no one was behind him.
After arriving at the hollow of the quarry hidden underground, Lumian threw aside the gray-white cloth bag containing the corpse and set up the altar.
He originally planned to go to the morgue of the nearest hospital at night to look for fresh bodies, but now he has a better choice!
After making the altar, lighting candles, and creating the "Spiritual Wall", Lumian took out the imitation parchment paper with the corresponding symbols drawn in advance.
The main body of those patterns on paper is a ring of thorns, surrounded by patterns such as eyes, curves, self-entwining rivers made of symbols, etc.
In Room 207, just outlining them consumed a lot of spirituality.
Arranging the faux parchment, Lumian took two steps back, looked at the two lit candles, and brewed the spell to be used next.
In this ritual, pray to the self not to use "I! In my name" format, you have to design a three-paragraph description for yourself, pretending that it is a creature from the spirit world.
This can be done in any sentence, without requiring authority, as long as it can be accurately positioned within the scope of the "spiritual wall".
Lumian opened his mouth and muttered in Hermis,
"The prank king of Kordu Village, Aurore. Lee's younger brother, named Lumian. Lee's existence ......"
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