Chapter 217 bumped into it

After scolding Thermipolos, Lumian saw Franka tie up the cloth bag containing the loot and hang it on his body.

He suddenly remembered one of the abilities of the "miser" and reminded:

"Aren't you afraid that the 'misers' will find us based on lost belongings?"

When he told Franka about the old pigeon cage, he had already mentioned that the group of evil god believers seemed to be able to sense where the items that belonged to him and had been lost.

Unlike the perverted Hedsey acting privately, Rentas carried out the mission according to orders, and may have Map. something that Meyer gives to determine his whereabouts and the location of the saboteur after his accident.

Franka sneered:

"That ability must have a time and scope limit, and it will be difficult for the people in the old pigeon cage to find out that Rentas is missing and then lock us down.

"Moreover, with Charlie here, as long as they want, they can find us no matter what, whether they take these things or not, Charlie is equivalent to Suzanne. Matisse's lost belongings, no, lost lovers."

Charlie was confused when he heard it, not knowing what Ciel and the "Red Boots" were communicating, until his name appeared in Franka's mouth, he roughly understood his own "situation", and said with a bitter face:

"She and I are not a couple......"

"No way, she is strong enough to think unilaterally." Franka didn't comfort Charlie too sincerely.

Lumian was persuaded by Franka to no longer dwell on the ability of the "miser", pulled out the ritual silver dagger, and treated the wound simply and quickly.

Then, he bent down, grabbed Rentas' body, and put it outside the hollow blocked by a pile of rubble, and stuffed it into the passage dug by the "actor" himself.

Charlie first looked at it with a look of fear, feeling that Ciel was worthy of being the gang leader who had killed the Stinger gang feared, and then focused on Rentas' shirt, vest, trousers and boots.

They look pretty new, if you take them off and take them to a pawn shop, you can exchange them for at least two Felkins...... Charlie opened his mouth and finally didn't speak.

Franka nodded approvingly:

"Yes, I know how to clean the scene and delay the time when the enemy notices something is wrong.

"I'm worried about Maple right now. Meyer was very cautious, and before Lentas went back after midnight, he directly led people to find this place and found the body, at that time, when he was not sure whether Rentas had been channeled, he might choose to abandon the old pigeon cage theater and transfer with the remaining members of the Bliss Society, well, maybe it doesn't need to be at zero o'clock, Susanna. Matisse couldn't wait for Charlie to urge him if there was a contact between them."

In this way, the subsequent blows of the official extraordinary will fall into the air, leaving hidden dangers.

Franka immediately added:

"Fortunately, Susanna hasn't been able to leave the altar for the past two days, and the altar leader can't get out of the way and run away by herself, so the official extraordinary can at least solve Charlie's problem."

"Not necessarily." Lumian retorted, "The Altar of the Evil God cannot be inferred by normal logic, just like I never thought a man could have a child before."

"Huh?" The more Charlie listened, the more dazed he became.

He could hear every word Ciel and the "Red Boots" said clearly, but when put together, he didn't know what it meant.

Franka was silent for two seconds and nodded solemnly:

"Yes, the body of that altar is like a huge tree stump, the tree stump may have life, when the time comes, it will pull itself out and become a tree man, and it can run away with Suzanne."

Speaking of this, Franka patted his palms and said:

"Yes, tree spirit, tree spirit, how can you be called a tree spirit without a tree?"

Lumian felt that Franca's guess might really be close to the truth to a certain extent.

He remembered that when he was wearing "peeping glasses" at the Golden Rooster Hotel, he saw a huge brown-green root system extending in all directions in the soil.

Suzanne. Matisse's stump altar may be a part of the brown-green root system that stretches out, and in case of a crisis, just retract it directly...... In the blink of an eye, Lumian climbed into the passage and pushed Rentas' body into a hollow blocked by a pile of rubble.

After he came out, he retrieved the calcium carbide lamp, picked up the enemy's lantern, observed the structure of the top of the tunnel and the surrounding rock wall, stretched out his palm from time to time, slapped it, and beat it.

"What are you doing?" Franka, who was thinking of leaving the underground Trier quickly, asked suspiciously.

Lumian said calmly:

"Find a suitable place to put a bundle of explosives, bury the body completely, and don't cause much movement, so that Susanna deep underground and Maple in the old pigeon cage on the ground. Meyer noticed."

At the same time, it is also necessary to ensure that the ground does not collapse, otherwise the house will collapse.

It can be seen that when connecting underground quarries, sewers and various tunnels, municipal workers have made very effective reinforcements in these areas, and repairs are carried out regularly, and occasional small collapses do not affect the safety of the ground and its use at all.

Soon, Lumian used the ability of the "hunter" to lock a depression on the side of the hollow and stuffed a bundle of detonators there.

"It's a pity that there are no suitable tools and materials, otherwise you can make some trigger explosives under the corpse, and wait for Maipu. Meyer came over, and when he tried to lift the body with emotion, he made a loud noise." Lumian squatted there and said with regret.

Until now, he has not had the opportunity to practice the "hunter" bomb trap and show his explosive aesthetics.

Charlie's heart was pounding when he heard this, and he felt that Ciel was worthy of being the most famous gang leader recently.

"Sure enough, it's a 'hunter'." Franka praised.

Lumian immediately took out a match and lit the lead.

Then, he stood up and walked towards Franka and Charlie unhurriedly, and when he passed by the pile of rubble, he threw the lantern into the dug passage.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Charlie saw that the lead was about to burn to its end, and hurriedly reminded Lumian.

His own calf muscles were tense, ready to pounce on the back of the rock wall next to him to avoid the impending explosion.

Lumian, who was wearing a simple formal suit and canvas trousers, was only seven or eight meters tall as soon as he walked out, and broke away from the hollow front, and the detonator exploded behind him.

The entire tunnel trembled slightly, and the stone wall on the side of the hollow collapsed, and most of the already unstable hollow was buried.

The fire lit up, and the rubble splattered, but it did not point to Lumian's back, but only affected the tunnel two or three meters away from him and in the other direction.

Lumian didn't look back, nor did he dodge, so he walked to Franka, who was smiling, and Charlie, who was completely stunned.

Franka gave a thumbs up to her right hand and gave a "tsk":

"Let's go."

After saying that, she turned around lightly and walked towards the underground Trier exit she had just entered.

Behind her, clusters of black flames rose silently, igniting the blood on the ground, igniting the smell in the air, igniting those red and white things.

Charlie's eyes straightened when he saw it, as if he had fallen into a psychedelic dream.

It wasn't until Lumian patted him on the shoulder that he lost his soul and turned to follow.

On the way to the ground, Franka said with a smile:

"The day after tomorrow, we will look at Charlie's situation, and we will know Susanna. Whether Matisse and that altar have been completely cleared."

"Look at Susanna. Did Matisse come to him?" Lumian, who was carrying a calcium carbide lamp, deliberately scared Charlie.

If this is the case, Franca must say two days later, not the day after tomorrow.

Charlie shivered and stammered:

"How, what do you think?"

Franka chuckled:

"If the official extraordinary doesn't come to you, it means that you have truly escaped Susanna's nightmare.

"If they go out of their way to find you and offer you a very good job, then congratulate you and hope to dance with danger."

"What, what do you mean?" Charlie didn't quite understand.

Franka didn't explain, and asked rhetorically:

"If you are asked to be a quarry police officer with a monthly salary of 300 Felkin, but you may clash with smugglers, cave adventurers, and bounty hunters every day, there is a certain probability of sacrifice, are you willing?"

"I definitely want to!" Charlie blurted out.

The quarry police are dangerous, but most of them are still alive!

If Suzanne. Matisse hadn't been completely purified, the official extraordinary would have offered Charlie a job that was more protected by them, and those jobs often paid not low? Lumian probably understood what Franca meant.

The three of them left the underground trier, circled the alleys, crossed the barricades, came from a secluded and uninhabited path to White Coat Street, and entered Franca's apartment on the 6th floor.

Franka tore off her hood, threw the cloth bag containing the loot next to the coffee table, half-lay down on the easy chair, and pointed with her chin to the sofa and back chair opposite:

"Next, stay up until dawn."

After Lumian and Charlie sat down separately, the living room became extremely quiet.

This made Charlie very uncomfortable, and glanced at Ciel and said:

"You actually have those magical abilities."

"If not, why should I kill Maggot and Aite and become the protectors of the Breeze Ballroom and the Golden Rooster Inn?" Lumian laughed.

"Yes." Cha Li thought for a moment and felt that this was more acceptable to him.

The three of them chatted without saying a word, and the long and short needles of the cuckoo wall clock gradually pointed to the zero point.

The darkness outside the window was quiet all the time.

At this time, there was a light footstep outside the door, from bottom to top, quickly approaching.

"Jianna...... I forgot that she was coming over tonight!" Franka sat up on the ground.

She looked at Lumian, then at Charlie, hesitated for a few seconds, closed her eyes, and waited for Jane Na to open the door by herself.

Amidst the clicking sound, Jenna, wearing a white bolero and an off-white fluffy skirt, took back her spare key and walked into the apartment.

She saw Lumian at a glance and then spotted Charlie.

"What are you doing?" Jana did not hide her doubts, her eyes constantly moving back and forth between Lumian, Charlie and Franka.

Franka forced a smile:

"It's so boring, we are going to play 'Fighting Evil', do you want to play together, two decks of cards?"

Jane stared suspiciously for a few seconds, feeling that Franka probably didn't want to explain the real reason in front of Ciel, so she pointed to the guest room:

"Cheng, it's so late, what cards are you playing? I'm going to be busy until night tomorrow, and now I have to sleep!"

She waved to Lumian and Charlie, turned around and walked into the guest room.

Lumian looked at Franka and asked calmly:

"Why don't you just tell her what we're doing?"

Jane herself is a victim of the old pigeon cage problem, she was almost raped by the perverted Hedsey.

Franka was stunned for a moment:

"Yes, why don't I say it directly......"

There's nothing to hide!

She glanced at the closed guest bedroom door, planning to tell Jane Na the truth later.

Lumian asked casually:

"Jian Na is usually very busy, what is she busy with?"

"You don't know?" Franka's face gradually showed a joyful and proud expression, "She is an acting apprentice, studying drama, hey, now is not like before, I heard that in the last era, as long as you signed a long-term contract, you could study for free, and food and accommodation were included.

As he spoke, Franka saw Lumian's expression become solemn.

Lumian frowned and asked:

"Which theater did she work as an apprentice?"

"I didn't ask......" Franka also thought about it and replied in a low voice.

At this time, Jian Na opened the door of the guest bedroom, came out with a bunch of things, and was about to go to the bathroom.

"Which theater are you apprentice?" Franka got up and asked.

Jian Na responded suspiciously:

"What are you asking this for? You weren't curious before."

Seeing that Lumian and Charlie also looked at her, she couldn't help but scold:

"What do you TMD do with me?

"Shit, what does that have to do with you in which theater?"

After finding that both Franka and Lumian had serious faces, she hesitated for a moment and muttered:

"Zhen, this is not something that must be hidden!

"I'm in the old pigeon cage theater."

(End of this chapter)