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After scolding Termiporos, Lumian saw Franka tie up the cloth bag containing the booty and hang it on her body.
He suddenly remembered one of the abilities of "Stinger", and reminded:
"Aren't you afraid of those 'stingers' who will find us based on the lost property?"
When he told Franka about the old pigeon coop, he had already mentioned that the group of evil **** believers seemed to be able to sense where the items that belonged to him had been lost.
Unlike the pervert Hedesi, who acted privately, Rentas carried out the task according to the order, and he might have something given by Maipu Meyer on his body, so that he could determine his whereabouts and the location of the saboteur after he had an accident.
Franka sneered:
"That kind of ability must have a time and scope limit. It will be very difficult to lock us when the people in the old pigeon cage find out that Rentasi is missing.
"Besides, with Charlie here, as long as they want to, they can find us in any way. It doesn't matter whether they take these things. Charlie is equivalent to Suzanne Matisse's lost items, no, lost lover."
Charlie was confused and didn't know what Charles and "Red Boots" were communicating. It wasn't until his name appeared in Franke's mouth that he roughly understood his "situation" and said with a bitter face:
"I'm not a couple with her..."
"There's no way she's strong enough to think unilaterally." Franka reassured Charlie not too sincerely.
Lumian was persuaded by Franka, no longer obsessed with the ability of "Stinger", pulled out the ritual silver dagger, and treated the wound simply and quickly.
Then, he bent down, grabbed Rentas's body, put it outside the cavity blocked by the rubble pile, and stuffed it into the passage dug by the "actor" himself.
Charlie looked at it with a look of fear at first, feeling that Charles was indeed the gang leader who killed the Stingers, and then focused his attention on the shirt, vest, trousers and boots of Rentas.
They look quite new. If you take them off and take them to a **** shop, you can exchange them for at least two Filkins... Charlie opened his mouth, but did not speak in the end.
Franka nodded approvingly:
"That's right, I know that cleaning up the scene delays the time for the enemy to notice something is wrong.
"I'm worried now that Maipu Meyer is very cautious. Before Rentas returns after zero o'clock, he will lead people here and find the body. At that time, it is not sure whether Rentas has been channeled. Now, he may choose to abandon the old Dovecote Theater and transfer with the remaining members of the Blessed Society. Well, maybe there is no need to go to zero. How to contact me."
In this way, the follow-up attacks of the official Extraordinary will fall into the void, leaving behind hidden dangers.
Franke immediately added:
"Fortunately, Suzanne hasn't been able to leave the altar these two days, and the altar can't grow legs and run away by herself. The official Extraordinary can at least solve Charlie's problem."
"Not necessarily." Lumian retorted, "The altar of the evil **** cannot be deduced with normal logic, just like I never thought that men can have children before."
"Huh?" Charlie became more and more dazed the more he listened.
He could hear every word that Charles and "Red Boots" said clearly, but he didn't know what it meant when they were put together.
Franka was silent for two seconds, then nodded solemnly:
"That's right. The body of the altar is like a huge tree stump. The tree stump may have life. At that time, it will pull itself out and become a tree man, and then it can run away with Susanna."
Having said that, Franke patted her palms and said:
"Yeah, dryad, dryad, how can you be a dryad without a tree?
Lumian felt that Franka's guess might be really close to the truth to a certain extent.
He remembered that when he was wearing the "peeking glasses" at the Golden Rooster Hotel, he saw a huge brown-green root system in the ground, extending out in all directions in the soil. The tree stump altar of Suzanne Matisse might be part of the extended brown-green root system. If you encounter a crisis, just retract it...
···In a flash of thought, Lumian climbed into the passage and pushed Rentas' body into the cavity blocked by the 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 walls, stretched out his palm from time to time, patted and hammered.
"What are you doing?" Franka, who was thinking about leaving Trier underground, asked doubtfully.
Lumian said calmly:
"Find a suitable place to put a bundle of explosives to completely bury the corpse, and don't make too much noise, so that Susanna in the deep underground and Maipu Meyer in the old pigeon cage on the ground can notice."
At the same time, it must be ensured 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 effectively reinforced these areas and repaired them regularly. Occasional small landslides will not affect the safety of the ground and its own safety at all. use.
Soon, with the ability of "Hunter", Lumian locked a depression on the side of the cavity and stuffed a bundle of detonators there.
"Unfortunately, there are no suitable tools and materials. Otherwise, you can make some trigger explosives under the corpse. When Mai Pu Meier finds him, when he gets emotional and tries to lift the corpse, there is a bang." Lumian squatted There, said not without regret.
Since taking the first potion, he has not had the opportunity to practice the "Hunter" bomb trap and show off his explosive aesthetics.
Charlie heard his heart beating wildly, and felt that Charles deserved to be the most famous gang leader recently.
"It really is 'Hunter'." Franka said in admiration.
Lumian then took out a match and lit the fuse.
Then, he stood up and walked towards Franka and Charlie at a leisurely pace. When passing by the pile of rubble, he even threw the lantern into the dug passageway.
"Hey, hello, hello!" Charlie reminded Lumian quickly when he saw that the lead wire was about to burn to the end.
His own calf muscles were tense, and he was always ready to throw himself behind the nearby rock wall to avoid the impending explosion.
Lumian, who was wearing a simple formal suit and canvas trousers, just stepped out of the empty front, and the detonator exploded behind him.
The entire tunnel trembled slightly, and the stone wall on the side of the cavity collapsed, and most of the unstable cavity was buried.
The flames lit up and the gravel splashed, but none of them pointed at 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, and didn't dodge, so Franka gave her right thumb a thumbs up and said "tsk":
"Let's go.
After finishing speaking, she turned around lightly, and walked towards the underground Trier exit that she came in just now.
Behind her, clumps of black flames shot up silently, igniting the blood on the ground, igniting the smell in the air, and igniting those red and white things.
Charlie stared straight into the eyes, as if caught in a psychedelic dream.
It wasn't until Lumian patted him on the shoulder that he lost his soul and turned to follow.
"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will look at Charlie's situation, and we will know whether Suzanne Matisse and the altar have been completely cleared.
"See if Suzanne Matisse has come to look for him?" Lumian, who was holding a calcium carbide lamp, deliberately scared Charlie.
If that was the case, Franka would have to say two days later, not the day after tomorrow.
Charlie shivered and asked stammeringly:
"Why, what do you think?" Franka said with a light smile:
"If the official Extraordinary didn't come to look for you, it means you've really gotten rid of Susanna's nightmare.
"If they go out of their way to offer you a really good job, then congratulations, hope will dance with danger.
"What, what do you mean?" Charlie didn't quite understand.
Franka did not explain, but asked a question:
"If let
You go to be a quarry policeman, with a monthly salary of 300 Filkin, but you may have conflicts with smugglers, cave adventurers, and bounty hunters every day, and you will die with a certain probability. Would you like to? "
"Of course I would!" Charlie blurted out. The Quarry Cops are dangerous but most of them are still alive!
If Suzanne Mathis hadn't been completely purified, the official Extraordinary would have provided Charlie with a job that was more easily protected by them, and the salaries of those jobs were often not low? Lumian probably understood what Franka meant.
The three of them left Trier Underground, walked around alleys, crossed barricades, came to Whitecoat Street from a secluded path, and entered Franke's apartment on the sixth floor.
Franke took off her hood, threw the cloth bag containing the loot beside the coffee table, half-lyed on the easy chair, and pointed to the opposite sofa and armchair with her chin:
"The next step is to stay up until dawn."
After Lumian and Charlie sat down respectively, the living room became extremely quiet.
This made Charlie very uncomfortable. He glanced at Charles and said:
"You actually have those magical abilities."
"If not, why should I kill Maggot and Aite and become the protector of Breeze Ballroom and Golden Rooster Hotel?" Lumian laughed.
"That's right." Charlie thought about it, and felt that this would make him more acceptable.
The three chatted without saying a word, and the long and short hands of the cuckoo wall clock gradually pointed to zero.
The darkness outside the window has always been quiet.
At this time, light footsteps came from outside the door, approaching quickly from bottom to top.
"Jenna... I forgot she was coming tonight!" Franka sat up abruptly.
She looked at Lumian, then at Charlie, hesitated for a few seconds, closed her eyes, and waited for Jenna to open the door herself.
With a clicking sound, Jenna, who was wearing a white jacket and off-white fluffy skirt, took back the spare key and walked into the apartment.
She caught sight of Lumian and then Charlie.
"You guys, what are you doing here?" Jenna didn't hide her doubts, her eyes kept moving back and forth between Lumian, Charlie and Franka. Franka forced a smile and said:
"It's so boring, we are going to play "Fighting Evil", do you want to join us, two decks of cards?"
Jenna stared suspiciously for a few seconds and felt that Franka probably didn't want to explain the real reason in front of Charles, so she pointed to the guest room:
"Fuck, it's so late, why are you still playing cards? I'm going to be busy until night tomorrow, so I have to sleep now!
She waved to Lumian and Charlie, turned and walked into the guest room.
Lumian looked at Franka and asked calmly:
"Why don't you just tell her what we're doing?"
Jenna herself was a victim of the old pigeonhole problem, and she was almost raped by pervert Hedsey.
Franka froze for a moment:
"Yeah, why didn't I just say there's nothing to hide!
She glanced at the closed guest bedroom door, planning to tell Jenna the truth later.
Lumian asked casually:
"Jianna is usually very busy, what is she busy with?"
"You don't know?" Franka gradually revealed a joyful and smug expression on her face, "She is an acting apprentice, studying drama, hey, it's not like before, I heard that in the previous era, as an apprentice, you only need to sign With a long-term contract, you can study for free, including room and board, but now you not only have to pay a tuition fee, but you have to bear all the expenses yourself.”
While talking, Franka saw that Lumian's expression became serious.
Lumian frowned and asked:
"Which theater did she apprentice at?"
"I didn't ask..." Franka also thought about it, and replied in a low voice.
At this time, Janna opened the door of the guest bedroom, came out with a bunch of things, and was about to go to the bathroom.
"Which theater did you apprentice in?" Franka asked, standing up.
Jenna responded suspiciously:
"Why are you asking this? You were not even curious before.
. "
Seeing that Lumian and Charlie were also looking at her, she couldn't help cursing:
"What the **** are you looking at me for?
"Shit, what does it matter which theater I'm in?"
After noticing that both Franke and Lumian had serious faces, she hesitated and muttered:
"Fuck, it's not something you have to hide!
"I'm at the Old Pigeonhouse."