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The entrance to Trier in the Quaternary Epoch?
"Jagged Cross" is looking for the entrance of Trier in the Quaternary?
After months of disappearance, this person reappeared?
Hearing the trader's words, several thoughts flashed through Lumian's mind.
He kept in mind the warning that there should be no verbal communication, try not to speak, did not respond to the trader's words, leaned forward slightly, stretched out his right hand, and tried to take the small brown leather suitcase.
The man like a hungry bear didn't refuse, but just laughed: "If I were Gardner Martin, I'd better pray to myself, I'll never know what's in this box?"
What does this mean? While Lumian was thinking, his palm actually touched the suitcase.
Right here, he focused his eyes and found that there was no trader's right palm at the handle of the suitcase. It hung over the sleeve, as if being pulled by an invisible force.
Following the handle of the suitcase, Lumian also saw that there was no arm in the sleeve.
Empty, supported by invisible objects, without arms, his heart tightened, he raised his head subconsciously, and looked at the trader, only to see the brown-red eyes set off by the thick beard and thick eyebrows, indifferent like a beast, full of undisguised hatred and fear.
While various thoughts came flooding in, Lumian forcibly controlled his reaction, and calmly took the box.
Don't ask, don't observe, and don't reflexively defend or attack, as if you haven't found anything.
The trader's mood seemed to fluctuate a little, and his laughter was a bit sad.
"You tell Gardner Martin that before long he too will go underground, and he will suffer all the pain and suffering I have endured."
Lumian just listened and didn't say anything, carrying the small suitcase, he was about to turn around and take Simon the Giant and Christo the Mouse out of the Albert Mine.
Suddenly, behind the trader, at the other entrance, the sound of tapping footsteps sounded again.
Compared with before, it is more and more clear, it seems that it is almost too late!
And Lumian was more certain than before. It was the movement of leather shoes coming out of the dead tunnel. The next second, a figure came into his eyes, Simon the Giant and Christo the Mouse.
It was a naked man with an empty neck, no head, and blood was constantly oozing from the gap.
He was only wearing a pair of dark blue shorts and a pair of black lace-up leather shoes on both feet. The headless monster rushed to the trader's back in two steps, stretched out his hands, grabbed his head, and pulled it up and back.
"Help me, save me." The trader could no longer hide his panic and fear, and shouted loudly.
Almost at the same time, his entire head was lifted, revealing the blood-stained spine hanging below, which was very long and swayed slightly, like a tail.
Without a sound, the trader's shirt, vest, trousers and formal suit lost their support at the same time and collapsed to the ground.
He has no body at all, just a head and the **** spine that connects it.
"Help me, save me." The trader struggled hard, but was held tightly by the headless monster, as if he wanted to stuff it into his empty neck. Although Lumian had seen many twisted and terrifying monsters in the real Kordu Village, this was the first time he encountered such a strange and frightening monster.
He turned around without hesitation, regardless of the call for help from the trader's head, and rushed straight to the entrance of the secret tunnel.
The "giant" Simon and the "mouse" Christo, who had been frightened by this event for a long time, finally no longer had to try their best to control themselves. Like the cyclists who heard the starting gun, they bent their backs and turned back into the tunnel.
Lumian caught up with them in a few steps, and behind him was a scream echoing in the Albert mine: "Save me, save me, if I die, you don't even want to live."
Holding the calcium carbide lamp, the three "Help" walked silently through the secret tunnel with a height of only 1.23 meters, their hearts constricted with the screams from behind.
A few minutes later, the screaming stopped abruptly, and the direction of the Albert mine fell into a deathly silence. Then, the sound of tapping leather shoes echoed in this secret tunnel.
"Mouse" Christo is the shortest, and his posture of bending over and running is the most stretched. As he moves forward, he turns sideways.
Madness pointed to his pocket with his right hand, and he saw death-like panic on his face. That special mouse gave a very dangerous warning.
Lumian moved his eyes down, glanced at his left chest, and then nodded slightly to "Mouse" Christo, meaning that there is me behind, you just run forward.
Although they had to bend their backs to walk through the secret tunnel, this only slightly slowed down their escape speed. After all, they were all Extraordinary beings who were good at fighting and their physical fitness had been significantly strengthened.
Time passed by, just a few meters away from the movement of the leather shoes, and when Lumian's back felt a chill, the three finally reached the exit of the tunnel and got out one after another.
Seeing that "Giant" Simon was about to run away on his own, Lumian, who had returned to the agreed area, no longer kept silent, and growled in a low voice: "Come and block the door."
As he spoke, he turned around on his own, dropped the calcium carbide lamp and the small suitcase, and tried to push the heavy stone next to him.
"Giant" Simon was subconsciously ignoring Lumian's order, but his heart was still trembling with fright at the low shout.
Along the way, he has become accustomed to obeying the other party's orders, as if that is the only guarantee for him to survive.
He fell into a struggle, and after a brief hesitation, "Giant" Simon suspected that if he ran away like this and Charles was not killed by the monster, the other party would probably attack him and kill the deserter.
"Mouse" Christo also had a similar idea, but he thought that if the two of them didn't help, Charles would not waste time and block the tunnel exit. At that time, whoever ran the slowest would become the first target of the monster's attack, buying enough time for the other two to escape. After weighing each other's path characteristics and sequences, "Mouse" Christo felt that he must be the slowest one, and there was no way to hurt "Giant" Simon and "Lion" Charles in a short time. Go slow and be overtaken by yourself.
He no longer hesitated, stopped running, returned to the exit of the tunnel, and helped Lumian push the stone blocking the door.
With the mouse's demonstration, "Giant" Simon also chose to obey the order and turned around.
The three of them worked together, and within a few seconds, the entrance and exit of the secret tunnel were tightly blocked, and the sound of kicking footsteps disappeared.
At the same time, "Mouse" Christo said in surprise and joy: "It's all right."
There was no noticeable movement in his pocket, which held Taffy the mouse.
Lumian didn't follow suit. He picked up the calcium carbide lamp and the small suitcase, and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about it when we go back to the first basement floor."
"Giant" Simon and "Mouse" Christo relaxed a bit, tensed up again, and instinctively followed Lumian to climb the rock wall and turned into another secret tunnel.
Along the way, they did not encounter any attacks, but they were underground, and the surroundings were either completely dead or occasionally strange sounds came from them. No matter what kind of environment they were in, it was not a good experience for them who had just been frightened. If Lumian was not always calm and calm, the giant "Simon" and "mouse" Christo would probably make some radical moves.
After turning back to the streets and squares on the ground, Christo the Mouse put his hand into his pocket to appease Tai Fei, and sighed a long time: "When I saw that monster, I thought we would die there."
Both he and Simon have killed more than ten people, and they have dealt with other Extraordinary people, and even fought, but they have never seen a monster like that just now, nor have they experienced such an abnormally horrifying thing, which is scarier than the horror stories they heard when they were young.
Lumian smiled: "Didn't the boss say that? If there is no communication and no opening of the box, there won't be too much risk."
But looking at such a situation, most people can't calm down.
Simon the Giant and Crystal the Mouse have a new appreciation for Ciel's mental fortitude.
Thanks to the fright brought by the trader and the headless monster, the two had no interest in what was inside the box. They followed Lumian, hurriedly left the ground, returned to No. 11 Spring Street, and met Gardner Martin in the study.
Gardner Martin received the small suitcase, glanced at it casually, and said with a smile: "Very good, you all did a good job, and I will give you some rewards one after another."
After boasting, the boss of the Savoy Party looked at Lumian, nodded slightly, and said, "I have a sentence for you. If you want to go further on the hunter path, you must remember this sentence. The devil is our friend, and **** is others."
For a moment Lumian wondered what this sentence really meant, but Gardner Martin did not explain.
After watching the three men leave the study, Gardner Martin looked sideways at the door connecting the study and the living room.
The door creaked open, and came a man wearing a half-height silk top hat, white patched shirt and yellow vest, black suit and dark trousers. He had short brown-red hair, brown eyes, thick and messy beard, and relatively thick eyebrows. He looked like a bear who had been hungry for a long time.
"Olsen, how do you feel?" Gardner Martin asked.
The trader known as Olsen replied with a smile: "Simple background, clear background, brains, courage, action, and decisive enough to be able to initially combine a few people who had nothing to do with each other into a team in a short period of time, isn't that what you want?"
"As for loyalty, this is the last thing to worry about. At that time, even if he is not loyal, he will become loyal."
Gardner Martin nodded lightly: "Observe him for a while and see who he will come into contact with."
After discussing this topic, Gardner Martin looked at the small suitcase on the table and asked curiously, "What's in it?"
"I said, you better hope you never know."
The trader named Olson smiled, picked up his suitcase, and left the study. After walking a few steps in the hall, he suddenly felt that his head was a little crooked, so he lifted his back, pressed his head, and kach straightened it.
Note 1: The original words are "Montaiyu"