Chapter 171 Prayer Object
Along the way, Lumian relied on his quick eyes and hands to dodge several waiters who came out with food or sent back used tableware in a row.
Not long after, he approached the kitchen and saw a mess inside:
The dishes that had not yet been washed were randomly stacked in the sink, layered and shiny, and the two dishwashers had been standing there, constantly cleaning;
Several stoves emitted thin yellowish flames, making this small area several degrees hotter than outside, and everyone was sweating and busy;
The three chefs wore white aprons and made different dishes, pouring them into the plate from time to time, dipping their fingers in a little juice or twisting a small piece of food into their mouths to taste the taste.
The waiters with the chef's permission picked up the corresponding plates and walked outside, their thumbs often touching the dishes and soups, but they didn't notice it and didn't care at all;
Several assistant chefs were busy around the chef or chopping vegetables, or handling fish, or cleaning up other ingredients, or dumping garbage, or delivering condiments and other things, but no matter how hard they tried, the kitchen still looked messy, with a lot of vegetable leaves, fish scales and peels scattered on the ground, around the stove, and near the sink, full of oil.
The main scolding and shouting echoing here were the chefs and assistants, which was very lively.
If Lumian closed his eyes and listened purely by ear, he would probably think that this was a messy battlefield.
Thanks to this situation, he easily avoided the busy people, went to the cabinet where various ingredients were stored, and then climbed up to the ceiling with the help of baffles, handles, gray-white gas pipes and water pipes, and drilled into the ventilation ducts located there.
The strong smell of oil smoke pierced Lumian's nose, almost causing him to faint with his keen sense of smell.
Relying on the "dervishes" to endure various extreme environments, Lumian forced himself to crawl forward along the ventilation ducts, sometimes upwards.
In just over ten seconds, he poked his head out from above a bathroom on the second floor.
After confirming that there was no one here, Lumian jumped lightly and quickly walked to the door, looking at both sides of the corridor covertly.
It was very quiet here, only two gangsters guarded at the exit of the stairs, and their attention was all on the place where they came up, not paying attention to the situation behind them at all.
Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, identified the destination, and jumped to the room next to it.
The door there was locked, but it was not difficult for Lumian, and he pushed open the wooden door with a few strokes with the half piece of wire he carried with him.
As Jane described, the bathroom attached to "Hammer" Ait's room had no window sill extending outward, only a decorative bulge that barely allowed people to stand sideways.
Even for the "hunter", it is quite difficult to jump from this windowsill to that bulge and stand firmly.
Fortunately, Lumian is also a "dancer", and his flexibility is exaggerated to the point of not being human.
He observed briefly, jumped, and stepped on the bulge with his right foot, but his left body was a little out of balance and fell in the direction of the fall.
At the critical moment, Lumian's body shook like a spring, crashed back into the bathroom, and grabbed the window frame with his right hand.
He stood firm, squatted sideways, only half of his head exposed, and quietly looked into the room.
The door to the bathroom was not closed, and gangsters patrolled by from time to time.
Lumian waited patiently for a while, figured out the pattern, and took advantage of the fact that the area corresponding to the bathroom door was temporarily unoccupied, and used Hedsi's dagger to pry open the window and climb in.
He turned around and closed the glass window calmly and firmly, and then flashed to the bottom of the bathtub, covering his body with the help of the curtain hanging there that had not yet unfolded.
After successfully completing the infiltration, Lumian placed the items he would use later in a more convenient place, and confirmed their respective positions so as not to make mistakes in a panic.
Then, he stood there like a statue, listening to the movement in the room outside.
"Hammer" Aite sometimes asked the dance hall manager about his recent earnings, sometimes angrily reprimanded his subordinates, and sometimes teased with the top dancer, accompanied by seemingly intimate movements.
After a while, after the dance hall manager and the top dancer left, Aite seemed to stand up and paced slowly there.
He said to several gangster thugs in the room:
"In the past few days, you have released all your subordinates and 'visited' our territory door to door, so that in next week's general election, the congressman who can be elected to the market area will be elected!"
Yo, you gangsters still interfere in the parliamentary elections? Lumian was both unexpected and not so surprised.
They either have good relations with some high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Police and the General Police Bureau, or are protected by real politicians, or belong to the black gloves of big businessmen, and big businessmen must have certain interests with high-ranking government officials, upper echelons of the church, and military generals.
What Lumian didn't expect was that the man behind the Stinger Gang had ambitions to win a seat in the Congress, which he originally thought would be at most the level of the Market District Police Commissioner or the Trier City Council.
The Intis is a parliamentary republic, with members elected by constituencies to form the National Convention, and the National Assembly appoints the President and Prime Minister, who are responsible for appointing ministers, which of course must be approved by the National Assembly.
Congress also has legislative power, declaration of war, and the right to determine the government budget, and every member of Congress can be called a real power.
At present, the National Assembly has more than 300 people, one-tenth of which is from the original nobility, headed by members of the former royal family of Sauron, and the remaining seats are divided into different provinces and municipalities according to population and economic status, that is, Trier.
In terms of population and economic status, Trier is second to none in the entire Intis and the entire Trier region, with nearly 40 parliamentary seats allocated.
These almost forty seats are broken down into twenty urban districts, with as many as four or five councillors and only one at few, and they are ex-offo members of the city council.
The honest market area belongs to a small type of constituency, with only one parliamentary seat, and whoever is elected will be the most powerful and influential person here.
Currently, both the ruling National Party, the most vocal Enlightened Party, and the Reform Party that wants to change various shortcomings are doing their best for next week's parliamentary elections.
Whoever can get a simple majority of seats in the National Assembly will become the new ruling party, otherwise he will have to make compromises and concessions and unite with another party.
In addition to the National Party, the Enlightened Party and the Party of Change, there were also widespread Emperors (Restorers who worshipped Roselle) and the Charcoal Party who were dissatisfied with the current system's attempts to overthrow it all by force.
Those gangsters responded to "Hammer" Aite one after another, saying that there would be no mistakes.
But they never mentioned which party they supported which candidate, which made Lumian feel a little depressed.
You say it!
After telling the election, "Hammer" Aite said:
"You go out for a while, I'll let you come in and come in again."
What is this for? Lumian was surprised for a moment when he "listened".
Soon, the gangsters left the room, leaving "Hammer" Aite alone.
Lumian did not take action because he carefully analyzed and believed that fighting "Hammer" Aite in the bathroom was more targeted than outside, without "Falling Mercury".
The room outside became quite quiet, and Lumian tried his best to listen before he could barely hear some sounds.
It seems that "Hammer" Aite is talking to himself:
"Protector of the wicked...... The lady who gives birth to the gods......"
The lady who gave birth to the gods? This sounds amazing...... Is Aite praying, praying to a hidden being? It seems like there are four sentences in total, or five sentences of description? This is different from the common three-stage style...... Lumian probably guessed what "Hammer" Aite was doing.
As for who he was praying to, Lumian had no way of guessing based on only half of the description he had heard.
This is not within the scope of his current occult knowledge.
Vaguely, Lumian felt that the room outside was full of malice.
Yes, it was the room itself that became evil.
Lumian held his breath, restrained his spirits, and did not dare to listen to the movement outside.
After a while, that feeling dissipated and everything returned to normal.
Lumian exhaled slowly and moved his palm.
At this time, "Hammer" Aite let his subordinates who had gone out before return to the room.
Lumian continued to wait.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally, he heard the heaviest footsteps walking towards the bathroom.
This is the footsteps of "Hammer" Aite, which Lumian has already distinguished just now.
He immediately took out a metal vial with a scratch mark on it.
Then, he unscrewed the bottle cap and stuffed a slender paper ball he had kneaded into the mouth of the bottle.
After a few seconds, as the footsteps approached the bathroom, Lumian pulled out a ball of paper and screwed the bottle cap.
Then, he split the paper ball in two and stuffed it into his nose.
The stench like fermented feces went straight to Lumian's mind, stimulating him to tears, and his right hand instinctively wanted to pull out the slender ball of paper.
Relying on strong perseverance and the "dervishes" of the more extreme environment, Lumian controlled himself, standing with a twisted expression and slightly twitching muscles, while taking out another metal vial, mostly gas, and unscrewing its lid.
Bang!
"Hammer" Aite closed the door of the bathroom and walked to the front of the toilet.
This place suddenly became a semi-enclosed space, with only a little fresh air coming in through the gaps in the doors and windows.
Well, he has a serious bloody disaster...... While looking at his fortune, Lumian quietly threw off the open metal vial to help the colorless and odorless gas inside evaporate and fill the washroom.
This is a drug made by the perverted Hedsey that can make an "assassin" lose most of his power at close range, even if he only smells a slight smell that escapes!
This is very suitable for a cramped and semi-enclosed space like a washroom.
This is the trap Lumian set against "Hammer" Aite!
Of course, it will take a lot of time to fill the washroom with those gases and work to a certain extent, after all, this is not a close sniff.
The next thing Lumian had to do was not to let "Hammer" Aite leave the bathroom and not let anyone outside open the door.
He placed the open metal vial on the edge of the bathtub, took out Jana's revolver, and aimed at the toilet area through the curtain.
(End of this chapter)