Louis blurted out in astonishment:
"What if Ciel fails and is killed by the Stinger Gang?
Baron Brignel smiled and said:
"When did no member of our Sava Party die?"
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On the way back to the "Golden Rooster Inn", Lumian was in a good mood.
He had planned to capture an important member of the Stinger Gang and ask them where their power came from and what their relationship was with the evil god that Madame Pualis believed in, but now the Sava Party actually asked him to do something similar, which was perfectly in line with his wishes.
In this way, not only did he quickly obtain detailed information on several targets, saving a lot of time, but he was also able to make full use of the resources of the Sava Party, including but not limited to weapons, manpower, and relationships.
Just now, Lumian wanted to ask Baron Brignel for explosives to see if he could find a way to set a trap and blow up the leader of the Stinger Gang directly into the sky.
In the end, he didn't do this, firstly, he felt that this was too arrogant and easy to be targeted by the police, and he himself was a wanted criminal who could not stand up to investigation, and secondly, he really blew the target apart, how else could he ask about the situation?
Of course, he can use the "Dance of Recruitment" and the "Spiritual Wall" to let the spirits of the deceased attach to him and amplify the memories that impressed them the most, but this is completely uncontrollable, the ghost knows if there will be only some kind of scrap left in those guys' minds like the previous pervert, and a "Dance of Recruitment" can only amplify one of the memories.
Lumian originally planned to deal with "Hammer" Ait, but after listening to Baron Brignel's description, he felt that "Bald" Harman was also an optional target.
Compared with Aite, Harman has a very obvious "shortcoming", which can be used to set traps in the eyes of hunters!
He had some kind of ability to increase the hardness of his body, and he was slashed with a knife several times and suffered only minor injuries.
Lumian remembers that Aurore once said: "Those who are good swimmers are prone to drowning."
This sentence can be applied to Harman as "those who are good at using their bodies to block knives and guns are prone to death under swords and guns", and Lumian has the cursed blade of "Falling Mercury".
In addition, compared to a large group of people who often come and go, "Hammer" Aite, who lives in the settlement of Stinger gang members, is obviously easier to assassinate "bald" Harman, who will come out alone from time to time to find street girls and dancers.
But the problem is that if you really set a trap and use "Fallen Mercury" to deal with the "bald" Haman, it will be impossible to capture the other party alive and ask for information.
——If Lumian can stab "Baldhead" Haman and defeat him and capture him to a corner of the underground Trier, then why should he think about stabbing the other person first?
If not, his only option is to stab the enemy, be forced to escape by the opponent, or wait for the ghost of Monsouri to "help" kill the target after escaping by himself.
As for whether or not to attach a family member, it is not something he cares about.
Therefore, hunting "Bald" Harman and "Hammer" Aite each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and each has its own difficulties, and Lumian can't make a decision for a while.
He planned to send more detailed information and weapons and ammunition tomorrow morning before considering who to target for this operation.
As soon as he walked into the door of the "Golden Rooster Hotel", Lumian saw the ragged, gray-haired, smelly, and short Ruhl and Michelle dragging a rather bulging linen bag upstairs.
"What is this?" He walked through the hall and asked curiously.
Didn't this old couple sell fake photos of "street academic beauties" at the Suhit steam train station, how could they bring back such a big bag of things?
Ruhr stopped pulling the cloth bag, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile:
"Don't you know, Mr. Charles? We also work part-time as waste pickers at night, and these are the garbage we picked up that should still be useful."
Thanks to Charlie's "propaganda", the couple also knew that Ciel had become the leader of the Savoyard Party, and the "Golden Rooster Hotel" was now the territory of this young man, so they didn't think there was anything wrong with Ciel asking about his couple.
In their opinion, as the protector of the "Golden Rooster Hotel", Mr. Charles must understand all aspects of the situation here to prevent all kinds of accidents.
Do you work two jobs...... Although there is a job as a scammer...... It really smells like all kinds of garbage...... Lumian pinched his nose, muttered a few words silently, and asked thoughtfully:
"This garbage is piled up in your room?"
"Yes." Ruhl smiled flatteringly, "We go to the garbage dump every few days, where people recycle all kinds of things, hehe, although the scavengers are dirty and not very clean all day long, but without us, the whole of Trier will smell everywhere, and every corner will be full of garbage."
In Trier, waste pickers exist as a complement to cleaners.
No wonder there is a stench coming from the room, no wonder the body has always been smelly, and there is no need to take a shower...... Lumian walked up the stairs slowly, glancing at the wrinkled faces and slightly rickety bodies of Ruhl and Michele, and asked as if chatting:
"You are not young anymore, why are you still working so hard to make money?"
Ruhl and Michele were stunned at the same time, and their smiling expressions were vaguely distorted.
After a few seconds, Ruhr smiled helplessly and painfully:
"It's because I'm old that I have to work so hard.
"We came to Trier when we were very young, we did all kinds of jobs, we had a child, but we didn't grow up, we got a salary for many months, but it was just enough to live, and when we found that our bodies were starting to deteriorate, our strength was getting smaller, and we, we were suddenly scared, not knowing what the future would bring.
"What should we do if one day we are too old to have little strength and can't do common work? Exhaust your little savings in a few months, and then rely on the charity activities of the church and the government to live one day at a time, slowly starving yourself?
"I, I don't want to ...... like this."
Lumian suddenly remembered what his sister had said: "The current Intis is cruel, and hard-working people have no protection when they are old."
Touched by his heart, Ruhl continued:
"Fortunately, when we are old, our appetite is smaller, we don't eat much, we sleep less, we can have more time to make money, and we don't need to think about other things, we can save most of the money we earn.
"In the future, we should be able to live well for a few more years relying on them in the future......
"Hehe, actually, compared with most people, we are lucky, none of them have lived to our age."
Mrs. Michelle next to him then showed a longing expression:
"When we have saved enough money, we will go back to Olmir and buy a field to plant vines, even if we don't have much strength in the future, we can hire someone to help, anyway, we don't spend much."
Olmir is the capital of the Champagne department and is the most famous wine region in the North Continent.
Lumian nodded silently and watched as the elderly couple dragged the bag of garbage upstairs.
After a short rest, he re-embellished his face with makeup, changed into his clothes, and went out in a linen shirt, brown overalls, bandage-free leather shoes and a dark bowler hat, and went straight to the mill ballroom.
Since "Hammer" Aite is still one of the targets, it is necessary to observe him personally.
At this time, the night was deep, and the mill ballroom was very lively, with men and women twisting around on the dance floor, venting their inner distress to their heart's content in the intense music beat.
Lumian was worried about being recognized by the Stinger Gang, so he went to the bar to ask for a rye beer and came to the dance floor, shaking his body to the rhythm while looking around.
Not long after, he saw "little bitch" Jane Na appear on the half-height wooden platform in front.
She was still dressed in the afternoon, with a white bolero and a fluffy skirt, exposing the white skin on her chest.
This time, the black mole was stuck in the middle of the bridge of the nose.
This represents presumptuousness.
The psychological quality is really good, I only encountered that kind of thing in the afternoon, and I continued to work at night...... Lumian couldn't help but sigh.
In his opinion, since Jane Na is the lover of "Red Boots" Franka, she doesn't need to be so dedicated.
The rhythmic drumbeat stopped, and the people on the dance floor turned around, gasping for breath to look at Janna.
Jian Na started with a high-pitched coloratura:
"Ernest, stay away from my wife and pipe~!"
People burst into laughter, as if thinking of something at the same time.
They shook their bodies gently in harmony with their beautiful and vulgar singing voices.
Jian Na sang while kicking high, changing positions from time to time, giving audiences in different directions a flattering look, and then making a flamboyant split.
During this process, her gaze swept over Lumian, she was stunned for a second, and then returned to normal.
By the time she finished singing the song, the fierce drum beat again, and Jane didn't go to rest, and jumped straight onto the dance floor, through the sudden burst of shouts, whistles, and men trying to squeeze her, she walked up to Lumian and shouted with a smile:
"Handsome lion, come and dance!"
The lion has a ring of mane, much like the brilliance of the sun, and is often used in Intis to describe attractive men.
Lumian felt as if Jane had something to say, put down her beer glass, jumped onto the dance floor, and twisted face to face with the "flamboyant girl".
When both parties needed to have a hug, Jian Na threw herself directly into Lumian's arms, leaned into his ear, and laughed softly:
"You have a talent for dancing.
"By the way, I found out who that pervert was.
"His name is Hedsey, and he used to live in room 504 of the 'Golden Rooster Hotel'."
Charlie's room? Put Suzanne. The tenant with Matisse's portrait posted in 504? Lumian was stunned for a while.
(End of this chapter)