"What do you think, Ms. Jane?" Lumian smiled and responded to her with Jane's words just now.
"Zhen!" Jian Na raised her hand, turned around hatefully, and returned to the first floor.
Lumian thought for a few seconds, knocked on the table in front of him, and said to Louis and Sakota:
"Give me a glass of anise vermouth."
As the "protector" of the Breeze Dance Hall, he doesn't have to spend money to eat and drink here.
Thinking that most of the profits from the dance hall had to be given to the boss and used to bribe police officers, he didn't want to save even more.
No matter how hard you try, you can't make yourself suffer, try to grieve the boss!"
Lumian drank two glasses of pale green liquid with a bitter taste and psychedelic sensation, and stayed in the Breeze Ballroom until almost midnight.
He stood up and said to Louis and Sakota:
"I'm going to sleep, you wait until the ballroom closes and go back by yourself.
"If someone makes trouble, throw it out directly, if you can't beat it, gather everyone together, dare to shoot, don't worry, I will be responsible for what happens."
The half sentence he didn't say was: If I can't afford to be responsible, then let the boss worry.
——The Breeze Ballroom is open until two o'clock in the morning every day, and opens from half past ten to eleven in the morning.
"Yes, boss." Sakota and Luis replied in unison.
Back in the bedroom, Lumian stayed for another quarter of an hour before picking up the brown suitcase containing Aurore's sorcery notes, squeezing out the window, and jumping from the second floor.
He landed steadily, walking all the way in the shadows, turning from Market Avenue into White Coat Street, and entering the safe house he had rented before.
After hiding the sorcery notes and putting some sulfur to repel the insects, Lumian left the room and turned to the alley behind White Coat Street, planning to go around to the Golden Rooster Hotel, where he would sleep tonight.
After walking more than a dozen steps, he saw garbage piled up next to a barricade.
Scavengers and cleaners will not come until tomorrow morning to clean up, and at this time, it becomes a paradise for mice, cockroaches, flies and stray dogs.
Seeing the rats and stray dogs, Lumian suddenly remembered something:
Among the three metal vials he obtained from the perverted Hedsey also had an unconfirmed use.
Just give it a try...... Lumian nodded slightly.
With his outstanding skills, extraordinary reactions, agile movements and strong observation skills, he quickly stepped on a mouse with gray and black hair, then squatted down, took out the slightly heavy metal vial, and poured some liquid without smell or color into the mouth of the "prey".
The mouse quickly made a squeaking sound, and other than that, there was nothing unusual.
"With that perverted style, I thought it was an aphrodisiac, but it doesn't look like it now...... Also, that pervert itself has an extraordinary ability to stimulate desire, and there is no need to prepare an additional bottle of potion with repeating effects......" Lumian let go of his right foot and watched the mouse flee next to the other rats, leaning here, squeezing there, squeaking non-stop, but no other movements.
Strange...... Lumian looked at it for a long time and still couldn't make a judgment.
Suddenly, a voice as clear as water sounded behind him:
"What are you doing?"
Lumian turned around and saw Franca the "Red Boots" coming out of the shadows at the end of the alley.
She still wore red boots, off-white breeches, a blouse with a black and white checkered top, and her linen-colored hair was simply tied up.
Why are you here? Lumian was going to ask this, but immediately remembered that Franca lived at 3 White Coat Street.
He had no choice but to reply calmly:
"Do an experiment."
"What experiment?" "Red Boots" Franka came over curiously.
Her bright lake-colored eyes swept over the group of rats, and she smiled and said:
"Your sister taught you to use mice as experimental subjects?"
"You mean to talk about guinea pigs?" Lumian felt that it was very easy to communicate with Franka, and many words did not need additional explanation.
He turned to say:
"Didn't Jian Na tell you that after I killed that pervert, I got three metal vials? One of them contained a gas that could make people stunned, and it was used up when killing 'Hammer' Aite, and the other was its supporting stimulating gas, and there were quite a few.
"The other bottle is a liquid, I don't know what it does, try these mice."
Franka showed a sudden expression of realization:
"It turns out to be something left by that pervert."
She immediately asked with some expectation:
"Could it be an aphrodisiac?"
Why do you have an idea with me, ma'am? Lumian pointed to the mouse that was still squeaking with a slight amusement:
"It doesn't look like it.
"You seem a little disappointed?"
Franka didn't hide her emotions, and sighed:
"Yes, it's really an aphrodisiac, how interesting it should be."
"If it's really an aphrodisiac, what do you want to use it for?" Lumian suddenly doubted that Franka wanted to do something to Jenna.
Franka glanced at him:
"Zhen, are you slandering me in your heart, thinking that I have no moral bottom line?
"I hope it's an aphrodisiac potion, mainly I want to try what it feels like, how good the effect is, I will drink a little, and I will let Gardner drink a little, his mistresses can drink it, do you understand what flirting is, what is sex?"
"......" Lumian was speechless for a moment, and after a few seconds, he said, "You Triers are really fun."
"I'm not from Trier." Franka retorted, "But I agree with what you said."
She looked sideways at the metal vial in Lumian's hand:
"Let me show you what it does, right?"
"Aren't you afraid of danger?" Lumian was slightly stunned.
You know, this bottle of liquid is not yet sure whether it is a chronic poison or a curse medium!
Franka laughed:
"You really need to supplement your occult knowledge.
"I plan to use divination, and the 'witch' also has a good divination ability."
Aurore's witchcraft notes do not mention it, only that "witch" magic potions cause sex change, and speculate that every "witch" is good at spells...... Well, those who are good at spells should not be weak in divination...... Lumian took the bottle of liquid to Franka.
Franka walked to the edge of the alley and stopped behind a five-story house.
She stretched out her right hand and wiped it back and forth on the dim glass window a few times.
At the same time, she recited something softly in Hermes, and even with Lumian's hearing, she could only faintly hear a few words:
"Spirituality" ...... "Ask" ...... "Answer"......
After a few seconds, the glass window became dark and deep, as if it could lead to an unknown and mysterious world.
Franka took a step back, lifted the metal vial, and said in Intis' language instead:
"What does the liquid in it do?"
Deep in the glass window, a voice that seemed to come out from the bottom of the river replied with a clear sense of age:
"Induce the desire to talk."
Franka nodded, thanked him, and ended the divination.
When the glass window returned to its original state, she turned to Lumian and said:
"It should be a potion similar to 'vomiting potion'."
"Vomiting real agent?" Lumian asked rhetorically.
Aurore never mentioned this term.
Franka explained casually:
"It is a potion that makes people tell the truth.
"Once a person's desire to talk is induced, and cooperates with the interrogator's questions, although there will be a lot of nonsense, it is difficult to lie, and what you say should be what you want to say in your heart."
Confide in desires...... Similar to the perverted abilities, they all involve different human desires...... It is indeed the gift of the "Mother Tree of Desire"...... For an extraordinary person like me who is not good at psychics and divination, this thing is very useful...... Lumian took the metal vial that Franca had handed back.
Franka glanced left and right, and asked with a smile:
"Why did you come to White Coat Street to do experiments?
"Shouldn't your activity range be on Market Avenue and Messy Street?"
Lumian did not hide it:
"I rented a safe house here to put my sister's witchcraft notes, for fear of breaking them when someone targeted me."
"Very cautious." Franka nodded approvingly, "Your sister is very lucky to have a younger brother like you, I also had a younger brother before, who was arrogant, loves to show off, and has no practical ability, I want to teach him a lesson every day......"
As he spoke, Franka fell silent and looked down at his red boots.
It used to be, meaning it doesn't exist now? Lumian was keenly aware of the meaning that Franka didn't want to express, and immediately understood why the other party's mood suddenly dropped.
After a few seconds, Franka smiled again:
"Your sister should also trust you, otherwise she won't tell you about our organization, although we didn't specifically emphasize that we can't tell our family about the research meeting, but almost no one has revealed it, after all, it's ......."
Franka was silent again, and her smile turned bitter.
After all, what? Although Lumian was puzzled, he did not ask, and briefly explained the reason why Aurore did that:
"We were in the midst of a disaster at the time, and we didn't know who would die and who would survive, so my sister told me some secret things, hoping it would come in handy in the future."
"Understand." Franka nodded, adjusted her emotions, and said with a smile, "I thought you came to White Coat Street to find me, and you can't wait to tutor your occult knowledge."
"It's too late." Lumian was already feeling tired.
Franka tsk:
"I won't do anything to you, doing that kind of thing with someone who knows your original gender, it's too crazy, too shameful."
Really? I'm afraid that after you adapt, you will feel even more stimulated by shame...... Lumian suspects that Franka, who can be persuaded by "life is short, why not give it a try", will do more unexpected things.
Saying goodbye to the witch, he returns to the Golden Rooster Inn.
Until Thursday, nothing happened in the Honest Market area.
At 8 p.m., Lumian came to 19 Scheer Street in the Boulevard District again and met Mr. K in the basement.
Mr. K pointed to the three waiters holding silver plates behind him and said:
"There are three magical items in total, all priced between 1.5 thousand Felkin and 20,000 yuan, you can choose for yourself."
ps: At the beginning of the month, I asked for a guaranteed monthly pass~
ps2: Thank you WZ for updating friends to reward the Silver League again~
(End of this chapter)