Chapter 424 Abnormal Silence
Franka also noticed those footprints and traces, and observed carefully for a while:
"In the past two weeks, at least four people have come together......
"Maipu. Do you still have accomplices?"
Lumian stared at the collapse that had been preliminarily filled, and said thoughtfully:
"It's not about whether they have accomplices, but what they are here to do.
"If it was really Maipu. Meyer, instead of a team of cave explorers passing by, then he would have known that this place had been destroyed by the official extraordinary, and there would be nothing of value left.
"It's not impossible." Franka muttered, "What if he made a grand wish to achieve something, received a new gift from the 'Mother Tree of Desire', and became a 'Fallen Tree Spirit'?
"That's also called 'little Eros', and there must be a twisted desire in love, just like Suzanne. Matisse did to Charlie, so, Maipu. Meyer's special sacrifice for his dead love is in line with the characteristics of the path."
"But there's no need to bring three or four people to watch him perform, right?" Lumian retracted his gaze and looked around, "Maybe it's not intentional, but passing by and stopping by?"
Franka probably understood what Lumian meant:
"You want to say that Maipu. Meyer and his accomplices often go underground in the market area?"
Lumian said "Hmm":
"I feel like Maipu now. Meyer didn't come back to the market area to deal with me, he may eventually take revenge, but that's just the result of things, not the process of things."
"Their purpose is to do something underground in the market area?" Franka frowned, "But the 'Shadow Tree' has been severely damaged, what else is special here? Can't the entrance to Trier in the Fourth Age be underground in the market area......"
Speaking of this, Franka came to an abrupt end.
That's not impossible!
Lumian quickly passed through the market area situation and various rumors he knew in his mind, and suddenly remembered one thing:
The "doll" messenger of Ms. "Magician" hates the Breeze Ballroom, saying that the underground is full of old bones!
This should refer to some special situation in the basement of the market area, and the building facing the Breeze Ballroom is suspected to be related to the old cemetery of St. Robles' Church.
Lumian immediately told Franka about the guess, and then followed the trail out of the destroyed sacrificial mine.
"There is really a problem...... This is easy to figure out, you can go back and summon the messenger to ask." While lamenting that the feng shui in the market area was really bad, Franka followed Lumian to provide occult support for his tracking.
The two walked underground, but eventually lost their target, because it was suspected that Map. The people of Meyer's gang passed through several tunnels that were widely known and used for a long time by cave explorers, smuggling caravans, and mushroom growers, and their traces were completely covered up by those who came after them under the erosion of more than ten days.
Lumian, who was holding a ball of crimson fireball, stopped, looked at the dark mine in front of him, and did not speak for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Franka was about to propose to leave when Lumian suddenly spoke:
"Do you think the market area has been too quiet for the past month or so?"
"Where is it quiet?" Franka subconsciously retorted.
"007" brother doesn't think so at all!
Lumian considered his words and said:
"In other words, apart from the extraordinary problems we have caused, isn't the market area too quiet in terms of occult incidents?
"No, it would be more accurate to say that those believers of the evil gods became very inactive after the 'Shadow Tree' was severely damaged!
"Well, there are no new forces entering, swallowing the remaining small gangs, fighting against the Sava Party, and there are no suspected sacrificial cases...... even preaching secretly, I have only encountered a sick liar, that is still an ordinary person"
After the "Shadow Tree" incident, the only evil god believers Lumian and Franka really encountered were Guillaume of the "Sinner" organization. Benet and Beatrice of the "Bliss Society". Ankur, but this was what they actively tracked down based on previous clues, and it was not in the market area.
The werewolves of the "Rose School" can barely be counted as one, but they belong to the aftermath of the "Shadow Tree" incident.
The Bronx of the Witch Sect. Sauron can only be counted as half, because this organization has enough history and believes in the evil beings of this world, not foreign evil gods.
Franka was stunned for a moment:
"Isn't this normal? Secret organizations that believe in evil gods must do things secretly, if they are met by people like you every day, they will have been wiped out long ago!
"You see, we didn't find out about Maple before. Meyer is back in the market area."
If it were someone else, there would be no problem with your statement at all, but I have an external evil god angel sealed on me, and according to Ms. "Magician's" garbage rebuke aggregation theory, there must be an unusual reason why I haven't met an evil god believer who is causing trouble for so long...... Thermibolos was also too quiet during this time...... Lumian's thoughts flashed, and he said to Franka:
"Can you use 'dream divination' for me to help me remember something?"
"No, maybe a powerful 'fortune teller' can, but I can't." Franka shook her head, "What do you want to recall? You can ask Ms. 'Hela' for help, she will definitely be able to create real dreams now."
Lumian nodded slowly and said:
"I want to remember an address, there are suspected evil god believers living there, I plan to go there to see if they have also disappeared, hidden, quiet, well, don't bother Ms. 'Hela' for the time being, I know who to ask."
He is preparing to carefully verify on the basis of bold assumptions.
Seeing Lumian returning to the ground as he spoke, Franka quickly asked:
"What address? Who to ask?"
"Let's talk about it later, now let's go to Plantagenet Street in Knoll District." Lumian said without looking back.
Why is this address so familiar...... Franka muttered as he followed.
When she was about to reach the ground, she finally remembered:
That was Mrs. Puaris's address!
The "Night Lady" from Kordu Village!
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Noel District, Plantagenet Street.
This is a suburb, and all the buildings are like villas, with both a lawn facing the street and a garden in the back.
Lumian walked in the shadows that the street lights could not illuminate, constantly looking at the lawns and gardens of each building.
Franca was doing something similar, because they didn't know what Madame Pualis's house number was, and could only judge by the abnormal vigor and vitality of the plant.
Towards the end of the street, Lumian and Franka found a garden with all the flowers in full bloom at the same time, resembling a woodland of plants.
The gray-white building to which the garden belonged was unlit and completely asleep in darkness, in stark contrast to the surrounding residents enjoying family fun.
"It feels like no one has lived there for a long time......" Franka began to feel that Lumian's worries were somewhat reasonable, "Mrs. Puaris, a member of the 'Night Party', has also moved away and is quietly hidden?"
Lumian observed and listened for a while, and after making sure that there was indeed no one in the building, he took out half a piece of wire, opened the door, and walked in.
During this process, Franka used the method of "magic mirror divination" to make occult confirmations.
The living room of the house was empty, the linen was gone, and the table was covered with dust, obviously no one lived there for a while.
Lumian walked all the way forward, and Franka followed him respectfully, not daring to approach or touch him.
After arriving at the coffee table, Lumian bent down and picked up a newspaper discarded on the ground, which had been bitten to pieces by rats, but there were still some "corpses" left.
Lumian glanced at the newspaper in the moonlight and said in a low voice:
"Early July......
"This shows that Madame Pualis is not in Louis. Lund moved out immediately after I asked for the address, and she didn't leave as soon as the 'Shadow Tree' incident was over, she lived on Plantagenet Street for a while, and chose to give up here for unknown reasons."
"Things are really a bit weird." Franka's expression became a lot more solemn.
They quickly searched the building and took a taxi to the next location.
After getting an old newspaper with an advertisement for the Star Bridge from Laurent, a former tenant of the Golden Rooster Hotel and now deputy editor-in-chief of the Little Trier, Lumian and Franka came to 9 St. Martin Street in District 2.
The fifth floor here is the office rented by a group of people who look like liars and suspected evil god believers, and they want to raise funds to build an interstellar bridge to the red moon.
Under the starless night, the entire 5th floor was dark.
Lumian carefully reached out and pushed open the office that existed in the form of an apartment.
The crimson moonlight outside the window shone in, and the two saw a lot of paper scattered on the ground, and the surface used complex mechanical symbols and precise bridge diagrams to show some ideas that seemed to be born from imagination but also had some feasibility.
Many of the drawers here were open, empty, and nothing remained, just like the fraudsters hurriedly evacuated when they found out that the police were coming.
From the text materials and a large number of traces at the scene, Lumian and Franka judged that this floor had been vacant for nearly two weeks.
"There is really a problem." Franka was moved, "Why did the believers of the evil gods in different organizations suddenly reduce their activities, hide, and become quiet?"
Lumian's expression had become solemn, and he said in a low voice:
"Abnormality may mean that something big may be brewing."
Without waiting for Franka's response, he directly arranged for the other party:
"Contact '007' and ask if he knows the follow-up to the Sick Church and what problems are hidden in the old cemetery of St. Robles' Church.
"I'm going to write to Ms. 'Magician' and tell you about our findings and speculations."
And take the opportunity to ask what the "doll" messenger old bone represents!
"Okay." Franka was not long-winded.
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Golden Rooster Hotel, room 207.
Lumian set up the ceremony and summoned the "doll" messenger wearing a light gold dress.
He handed the letter paper folded into squares to the other party, and said with a smile:
"What did you mean by the old bones underground before?"
The "doll" messenger showed an expression of disgust and disgust:
"Some dirty, disgusting Quaternary old bones!"
(End of this chapter)