Under the open window of room 601, Lumian climbed with his bare hands, using the bumps, statues and pipes on the exterior wall to approach the ground layer by layer, like rappelling, precise and stable.
Soon, he jumped lightly and landed on the edge of the White Coat Street, muttering in a low voice:
"Why do you have to let me climb down from the sixth floor? I didn't do anything!"
Lumian complained, flashed into the shadows on the street, and walked towards Market Avenue.
Room 601.
Franka looked back at the gently swaying window, straightened her silk nightdress, and smiled as she walked towards the slowly opening door.
Janna, dressed in a sequined red dress, puts away the spare key that Franca gave her and steps into the apartment.
"It's so early today?" Franka stood in the way where Jane looked at the window and asked suspiciously.
Jian Na sighed and said:
"The six-stringed player of the band had an accident at home, although it didn't affect my singing, but everyone's mood was not very good, and the ballroom manager named René asked me to finish early and change tonight's theme to veneer dance."
The veneer dance in the market area is different from the regular one, men and women hug each other on the dance floor with only a little light, you rub me, I rub you, it is quite exciting, and a dance hall without enough dancers cannot support this kind of dance.
"What's the matter?" Franka struggled to find a topic, silently calculating the time it would take for Lumian to climb to the first floor.
During this process, she secretly complained:
Why is the younger brother of the "Muggle" a "hunter" instead of an "assassin", the "assassin" can jump directly from the sixth floor and land like a feather!
Jane Na told the band member's experience and finally said:
"Oh, why do unfortunate people always have more misfortunes?
"Well, although it ended earlier than normal, it was also very late, and it was too troublesome to go home, so I would still come to you to sleep."
Jane lived far from Market Avenue, and she chose to sleep here when she performed late in the ballroom, and she even had a spare key.
Warehouse...... Porter...... Recalling the feedback given to her by her subordinates, Franka probably guessed that it was the influence of the incident of "Mouse" Crystal.
While sighing, there are still innocent people who have lost their relatives, and sighed in her heart:
"Brother '007' is very efficient, I only stabbed him late last night about the person in the mirror, and the official extraordinary person cleaned up the anomaly before this evening."
A man with the internal code name "007" of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" is a member of an official organization in Trier, and his rank seems to be not low, while Franka has secret contact information for many of his fellow research members in Trier, and occasionally organizes private gatherings.
Of course, Franka didn't think that the relationship with the man in the mirror would end here, because that special mirror world was still there, Gardner. Martin's mysterious items that got into Trier are still there, and the classical silver mirror in her hand is still there.
Regarding the classical silver mirror that can enter the world of special mirrors, Franka's attitude is to be both careful and carefully studying—there may be some secret hidden in the "witch" path.
"Why aren't you talking?" Jane stretched out her right hand and shook it in front of Franka.
Franka came back to her senses and sighed lightly:
"I was also a little sad after hearing what you said about the misfortune."
It was precisely because she did not want to face the suffering of a large number of innocent people that she followed Lumian's advice and "handed over" the matter to the officials.
Jane bypassed Franka and walked to the guest room, intending to change into comfortable clothes.
She glanced over and saw that the window in the living room was open, and a cool night breeze blew in.
"I was a little bored just now." Franka hurriedly threw out the prepared rhetoric.
Jane Na glanced at her suspiciously:
"What is there to explain about this?"
Cough...... Franka was almost choked by her own saliva.
Fortunately, Jane didn't think much about it, entered the guest room, and walked to the bathroom with her pajamas and pajamas in her arms.
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After Lumian returned to Market Avenue, he first went around No. 126 where Roger "Black Scorpion" lived, and comforted the four gangster thugs who were dressed as homeless people and sat in different directions, far away from the target area, and promised to give each of them 100 Feldin on Monday.
That night, he slept in the breeze ballroom, very restless, waking up from time to time, listening to the movement outside the window, hoping to detect the sound of hurried footsteps.
When dawn broke and after breakfast in the café and reading the newspaper, Louis came up from the first floor and leaned into his ear and said:
"Boss, Superintendent Everett would like you to come to the Valia Cafe opposite the Police Headquarters at 10 o'clock for coffee."
That superintendent wants to meet me, the newly appointed leader of the Savoyard Party? With the "secret glasses" in hand, Lumian is quite calm.
He asked Louis:
"Who else?"
"A lot." Louis suppressed his voice and said, "It is said that all the gang leaders in the market area will go, and voting has officially started today."
Voting will last for three full days.
I see...... It seems that we are not allowed to sabotage the congressional elections...... I wonder if those members of the Stinger Gang will go? Lumian nodded and left the Breeze Ballroom at 9:15 and returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel.
In room 207, he put on his "secret glasses" and once again experienced the strong feeling of dizziness falling from a high altitude, heading down and feet, and going underground.
Resisting the urge to retch, Lumian took out a mirror and all the makeup, and started busy.
He didn't make too exaggerated changes, just thickened his eyebrows, raised his cheekbones, and enhanced some of the shadows, making people instinctively believe that it was Ciel instead of thinking of someone else.
As soon as he finished applying his makeup, Lumian immediately knocked down the mirror and didn't even dare to look at the glass window.
Almost ten o'clock, he arrived at the Valia Cafe and was led into a private room by the waiter.
As soon as he entered, he saw several acquaintances, including Baron Brignel in formal attire, a top hat and a pipe, Franca in trousers, red boots and a women's shirt, Simon the tall "giant" and "Bloody Palm" Blake, who was more like a businessman.
Travis in a black uniform. Everett sat on the single sofa at the top, and when he saw Lumian enter, he stood up with a smile:
"You're Ciel, aren't you?"
"Yes, Superintendent Everett." Lumian responded politely.
Follow Travis. Everett got up and looked at Lumian in unison, with more or less puzzled expressions.
Franca immediately realized and withdrew her gaze from her golden and black hair, while Baron Brignel, "Giant" Simon and others gradually "recognized" that this was Ciel.
Superintendent Everett pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile in his blue eyes:
"I took over the Breeze Dance Hall less than three weeks after coming to the market area, and I am so young, which is really good.
"Hey, this month, the market area is not very calm."
He gave Lumian a half-praise and half-knock, patted a backrest chair beside him and said:
"Come on, sit here.
"Let me introduce you to the others."
When Lumian stood next to him, Everett pointed to a middle-aged man across from the coffee table and said:
"Roger, you should be familiar with it, right?"
"Black Scorpion" Roger? Lumian set his sights on the middle-aged man:
He was wearing formal clothes, his black hair was neatly combed back, his face was a little fleshy, and his blue eyes were like a deep sea.
"First time see." Lumian replied with a smile, only to feel that the "black scorpion" looked at him with an extremely cold gaze.
Everett introduced the people sitting on either side of Roger:
"Haman, Castina."
When Lumian first entered the box, except for the few members of the Sava Party, he only noticed Harman, because he had a very eye-catching bald head, which was so bright that Lumian wanted to avoid his eyes, afraid of reflecting his disguised figure.
Looking closely, he found that Harman's own appearance was also very distinctive, with tough eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and deep lip lines, making him a handsome tough guy.
Castina is petite, about thirty years old, probably less than 1.55 meters, she has brownish-red curly hair and brownish eyes, exaggerated hips, amazing curves, and thick lips.
"Charles of the Savoyard Party, you should be familiar with it, right?" Everett introduced Roger and the others.
Roger showed a cold smile:
"Yes, Superintendent, the impression he left on me will never be erased."
"Bald" Harman's gaze has long hidden hatred and cruelty.
Everett sighed and said:
"We all live in the market area, and only by living in peace can we have a better future and make a lot of money.
"If you have any conflicts, you can come to me, and I will be responsible for mediation and arbitration.
"Ciel, you can bring this cup of coffee to Roger, and then hand over the proceeds from the Breeze Ballroom for the next six months, and the matter between Maggot and Aite will end here.
Lumian looked at Roger, Harman, and Castina amusedly, and found that there was no trace of forgiveness in their eyes, only extremely suppressed coldness and malice.
Baron Brignel and the others did not speak, looking like they were watching a play, while Franka shook his head at Lumian and signaled him not to be impulsive.
Lumian bent down and picked up the cup of coffee on the coffee table.
Suddenly, he raised his hands and splashed the tan liquid on Roger "Black Scorpion".
Roger reacted extremely quickly, rushing to the side and crashing into the coffee table, while Harman and Castina stood up on the ground.
At the same time, Lumian pointed at "Black Scorpion" Roger and cursed loudly:
"your mother! Aren't you giving the superintendent face? Both pretend to be mute? If you don't want to mediate, just say it, I, Ciel, am waiting for you at the Breeze Ballroom!"
"Your eyes tell me that you will definitely retaliate!"
Arrogant ...... Franka didn't expect Lumian to be so bold.
(End of this chapter)