Right hand...... Franka suddenly felt excited.

As a "witch", one of the things she is most familiar with is mirrors, very sensitive to the corresponding details, one of which is:

The person looking in the mirror and the figure in the mirror are upside down!

The current situation is: Elken, who is accustomed to using his right hand, has become a left-handed person after entering that special mirror world and coming out, but Franka and Lumian have not changed like this!

What does this mean? Franka shuddered a little for a moment.

At this time, seeing Crystal return to the bottom of the warehouse, shouting at the office on the top floor, asking Elken to take down all his white Danxia wine, Lumian leaned close to Franka's ear and said in a low voice:

"Do you have any associations?"

"Did you think of it too?" Franka was slightly surprised.

Without rich occult knowledge and enough extraordinary encounters, it is difficult to detect Elken's abnormalities and lock in the corresponding possibilities!

Lumian replied in a low voice:

"With the amount of blood left in that space, I don't think any normal person is still alive, and I thought there was something wrong with Elken and the others in that caravan from the beginning.

"And you said that the suspected special world in the mirror contains the former you, the mirror you.

"The person in the mirror and reality are opposite.

"You say, could it be that Elken in the mirror world replaced the original Elken?"

Franka was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I don't want to think about this kind of scary and scary possibility, but now it's getting more and more like what you say.

"I have to confirm."

While the two were talking, Elken walked down from the top floor of the warehouse with a cloth bag containing a variety of spices and two bottles of white Danxia wine, turning into a gray-white two-story building not far away.

It was the restaurant and kitchen set up by "Mouse" Crystal for his smugglers.

——He is ostensibly a businessman and owns several companies whose main business is goods trade and warehouse storage.

Franka walked towards Crystal and asked with a serious expression:

"Are you sure it's really Elken?"

Christo blurted out in astonishment:

"Why are you asking such a strange question? That must be Elken, steam is on top, how could I not know my brother?

"The little guys I raised are also very close to him and don't feel unfamiliar with him."

Franka thought about it for a moment and smiled:

"I just think that after entering that kind of weird place, there will be more or less problems."

"I've checked on them, they're all fine, but they're a little weak, bleeding, damn it, I have to send them a condolence money this time, I said, why did Emperor Roselle come up with these strange things back then, and why do so many people remember them? It's been almost two hundred years!" "Mouse" Crystal was distressed by the extra expenses.

Franka smiled "hehe":

"You are not an extraordinary person, when you didn't take over the smuggling business, don't you also expect the leaders above to abide by the customs and pay more money on some things?"

Crystal was silent for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Franka turned to say:

"I'll help you confirm if there are any problems with those people."

She immediately took out her makeup box and Elken's handkerchief, and began to do divination in front of the "mouse" Christo.

"Elken's location.

"Elken's location ......"

In the repeated Hermis words, Franka, whose eyes were suddenly deep, stroked the surface of the makeup mirror.

Lumian saw that the mirror had become dark, with faint fluctuations in water and light.

Soon, a scene appeared in the mirror:

Elken, wearing a blue bolero, was standing on the edge of the kitchen, communicating something with the chef inside.

"I'll just say it's no problem." "Mouse," Crystal laughed.

He then pointed to the warehouse:

"I still have some things to deal with, you can go around by yourself or wait for me in the restaurant."

After watching the short smuggling leader enter the warehouse, Lumian looked sideways at Franka:

"The real Elken looks dead."

Therefore, the divination results will point to him who originally belonged to the mirror world.

"Do you still think Elken and the others have a problem?" Franka frowned.

"What if not?" Lumian laughed, "By covering your eyes and covering your ears, you can pretend you haven't seen anything, heard nothing, or found anything?"

Franka thought for a moment and said:

"Maybe because I am using mirror divination, it will be easier to point to the person in the mirror, so I will try another way."

She looked around the warehouse area, picked up a short wooden stick, stood it in front of her, and held the top.

After a similar divination sentence just now, the wooden stick fell down, pointing to the gray and white two-story building representing the kitchen and dining room.

Elken was there.

Franka was silent for a while and said:

"I'll try to see if that mirror can do anything."

She was referring to the classical silver mirror that connected to that special world, hoping to use it to get all the monsters that came out of the mirror back.

Lumian followed Franka into the restaurant with great anticipation.

They first saw a woman in a gray-green dress, she looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, holding two children, a boy and a woman, and hugged Elken who came out of the kitchen, tears of joy.

"You're finally back!"

"Dad!"

"Dad plays with me!"

In the shouts, Elken's face was also full of joy, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of happiness.

"......" Franka stopped, looking at the scene of the family reunion, and did not speak for a long time.

Finally, she sighed and said:

"Wait a little longer."

Lumian smiled:

"Can't you bear it anymore?"

Franka "Hey":

"The real Elken is probably dead, and this is his reflection anyway.

"If I try now, expose his true face, kill him or drive him back into the mirror, his wife and his children will not only not appreciate me, but will also hate me and hate me."

"Yes, that's right." Lumian laughed, "Anyway, what will happen in the future, whether you die or not has nothing to do with us, we just need to be careful, why do we have to come forward to be a 'bad guy'? And no one will appreciate you. Well, if you hide from the 'rats' during this time, if you don't see it, it means it didn't happen."

Franka became even more entangled.

She didn't know what the reflection in the mirror would do after replacing the real person.

What if the original kindness turns into cruelty, and the original love turns into hatred?

"Your words are a bit cold......" Unable to make a decision, Franka could only look at Lumian and sighed.

She began to feel that Jane's evaluation of Ciel was also somewhat correct.

"Madam, aren't I following your meaning to help you convince yourself?" Lumian was angry and funny.

Franka smiled:

"What will you do with this situation?"

Lumian looked at Elken, who was telling his wife and children about his strange experiences, and said as if he was talking about someone else's business:

"Find someone to write a letter and stab the matter to the police station or a church.

"The letter only says that 'Mouse' Christo's younger brother Elken took a group of people into a strange space underground and disappeared for most of the day.

"The official extraordinary has dealt with many abnormal events, and they are not too familiar with the underground, so they should be able to guess what is wrong with Elken and the others.

"As for how they deal with it, it's their business, we don't need to worry about it, if they don't move Elken and the others, then the people in the mirror are not a threat, they can replace the dead original owner, if they kill those monsters, it is not for us to face pain and hatred, let alone pensions.

"In short, believe in the officials, believe in the church.

"Emperor Roselle the Great seems to have said that when a gentleman sees an animal he is familiar with being killed, a gentleman will not bear to eat its meat, but if he does not see it and does not know, then it will be fine, and he can eat it happily. This is also the case with this matter."

Lumian could not repeat the original words, so he could only organize the sentences according to his own understanding.

Franka thought seriously for a few seconds and was completely convinced:

"It's ...... too."

She glanced at Lumian:

"You don't sound like a gang leader at all."

"Real gang leaders must know how to use officials." Lumian smiled.

Franka laughed:

"Do I have to call you 'Godfather' in the future?"

Without waiting for Lumian to ask questions, she hurriedly added:

"The godfather of the gangster.

"Well, you don't have any channels yet, so I'll be responsible for revealing the news to the officials."

The godfather of the gangster...... Lumian heard her sister mention that this is the subject of her next book, and she probably understood what it meant, and she was a little sad for a while.

In the following time, he and Franka happily attended a dinner held by "Mouse" Crystal, and had a good time talking with Elken and other smuggling caravans.

Lumian is full of praise for the authentic Savoyard roast chicken, it is stuffed with spices in its belly, and the surface is also smeared with similar things.

Cut a piece of meat with the skin, soak it in the juice for a few seconds, and then stuff it into your mouth, it feels so wonderful that you can't stop eating.

At the end of the dinner, Franka saw that there were not many people left around the table, so she looked at the "mouse" Crystal beside her and smiled sweetly:

"Come here, I have something to ask you."

Christo, who was a little dizzy for a while, moved his chair, approached Franka, and said with a smile back:

"What's the matter?"

Franka smiled lightly and said in a low voice:

"Actually, Ciel and I also entered that strange world, and we were lucky enough to escape......"

Speaking of this, she pulled out a short knife to cut the roast chicken, suddenly inserted it into the table in front of "Mouse" Crystal, and asked in a cold voice:

"What kind of things are hidden in your batch of goods? almost killed us!"

"I, I don't know!" Christo glanced left and right, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that only himself and Franka and Ciel were left in the dining table area, he quickly explained:

"I really don't know, it was the boss who asked me to bring it into Trier!"

(End of this chapter)