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Eight in the morning.
Two policemen came slowly to the third floor of the Golden Rooster Hotel. One inspected the corpse, the suicide note and the environment, and the other questioned the surrounding tenants. Lumian has already made a simple disguise with the "secret-peeping glasses", and is standing at the door of Room 310.
The policeman in uniform and holding a pen and paper glanced at him: "You are Charles Dubois? Tell me about the matter."
Lumián had gone mad when he moved from Flanders, and he always claimed that he had encountered the ghost of Montsouris, that his family was all dead, and that it was his turn to start, until he suddenly regained consciousness last night and drank a lot Had a drink.
"What's with the wound on his shoulder?" interjected the policeman in the room who was handling the body.
"Before he regained consciousness last night, he had self-harm, and it was the wound I bandaged for him." Lumian replied calmly.
After questioning other tenants and the owner of the basement bar, the two police officers preliminarily confirmed that the deceased was a person who had been in a state of mental disorder for a long time, had the motive of suicide, and had a corresponding tendency.
When they put Flemish's body into the body bag, they said to Lumian: "We will send him to the catacombs, but there is a more cumbersome process, which includes really determining the cause of death, asking the priests to purify, and finding It will take about one to two weeks for those who can inherit his relics to communicate with the catacomb managers."
Lumian was silent for a while and said, "I had a few drinks with him, remember to tell me when you bury him."
After giving an affirmative answer, the two policemen left the Golden Rooster Hotel with Flemish's body and the contents of the room.
Lumian took off his disguise and returned to room 207.
He was sitting on a chair with his back facing the sunny window and facing the somewhat dim corridor, with quite complicated emotions. Flemish's suicide made him see another ending for himself.
He helped the other party change the fate of "meeting the ghost of Montsouris", not only to take advantage of that fate, but also did not think about getting other rewards. He just felt that Flemish, who had lost all his relatives, was in a similar situation to himself , It’s just that one completely collapsed and became a lunatic, and the other is still trying to maintain it, telling himself that there is still hope, and he must maintain enough rationality.
But in the end, Flamand, who was no longer haunted by the ghost of Montsouris, no longer frightened to the point of madness, chose to end his life.
In the corridor, Elodie, wearing a blond wig and eye shadow, and another cleaning lady have already started their busy day. They cleaned the floor and dealt with bedbugs without a moment's rest.
Lumi watched all this quietly, his eyes seemed to be out of focus.
After nearly a quarter of an hour, the sound of light but hasty footsteps extended from the stairs to the outside of Room 207.
Jenna's figure then came into Lumian's eyes. She was wearing a simpler dress than usual today, a slightly tight-fitting lady's shirt with a light brown jacket and off-white fluffy skirt. Boots, still painted with that depraved and charming makeup.
She glanced at Lumian, entered room 207, and closed the wooden door behind her backhand.
Lumian came back to his senses and looked at this guy quietly without asking her purpose.
Jian Na suppressed her voice with curiosity and excitement: "Have you heard? The boss and two leaders of the Sting Gang were all killed."
"I know." Lumian nodded.
Jian Na looked at his expression, and deliberately tried, "You couldn't have done it, could you?"
"Do you think I can kill Roger the Black Scorpion, Harman the Bald and Castina the Candelabra in one go?" Lumian asked back.
Jenna had already known the general strength of Charles from Franka, and knew that "Black Scorpion" Roger was not weaker than Franka, so she shook her head and said, "No." She then dragged out her tone: "But you can still Get help." For example, Franka.
"The officials didn't suspect me." Lumian spread his hands, and he was actually a little puzzled about this matter.
Normally, as one of the few people who had a direct confrontation with the Stingers recently, after that kind of thing happened, he would definitely be asked to ask about the situation, but Lumian has been waiting since last night until this morning, and is always ready He tried to pretend to be a certain amount, but he never waited for the investigation.
Investigators.
At this moment, another rush of footsteps came from the stairs.
Dongdongdong, someone knocked on room 207.
Charlie? Lumian looked at the door and said, "Come in, it's not locked."
The visitor was none other than Charlie, who was wearing a white shirt, light-colored vest, black suit, a half-height silk top hat, and a dark bow tie around his neck.
This dress is more decent than when he was a waiter at the White Swan Hotel.
After looking at Charlie a few times, Lumian smiled: "Hey, where did this civilized person come from?"
Charlie couldn't hide his smile, and said in a warm and passionate tone: "Is it? I'm a real civilized person now, and I'm still learning classical grammar. Madam and sir, please allow me to greet you in a civilized way."
As he spoke, he took off the half-height silk top hat on his head, pressed it to his chest, bent slightly, and saluted.
Jenna laughed immediately, but didn't hit Charlie, and Lumian said with a "tsk tsk", "Frankly speaking, you are now more like a monkey wearing civilized clothes and trying to behave like a civilized person."
Having said that, Charlie glanced at Jenna who was standing by the bed, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it in front of Jenna.
Lumian asked indifferently: "What's the matter? Just say it."
Charlie lowered his voice: "Did you know that Roger the Black Scorpion, Harman the Bald and Castina the Candlestick were all killed last night."
"Yes, then what?" Lumian believed that Charlie would not come to him for such a matter that would soon be known to everyone.
Charlie looked at Jenna and continued: "The current confirmed situation is that the murderer belongs to a terrorist organization called the Aurora Society. On the one hand, they like to create scenes full of flesh and blood, and on the other hand, they always target those who believe in evil gods." People. Yes, Black Scorpion Roger and the others believe in an evil **** called the Great Mother."
Aurora Club? Lumian was a little stunned when he heard that, where did this scapegoat come from?
Why did the official Extraordinary become suspicious of that organization called "Aurora Society" for no reason?
Shouldn't we first investigate those who have conflicts with Roger the Black Scorpion and the Stinger Gang? That's what detectives do.
"Is it really that organization called Aurora Society?" Jenna asked curiously.
Charlie nodded heavily: "Yes, the Aurora Society seems to have claimed responsibility for this case in some way. Tomorrow, there should be a report on the case in some newspapers."
The second half of Charlie's sentence means that what he said just now belongs to the content that can be made public and is not restricted by the confidentiality clause.
Aurora will claim responsibility? You didn't do anything, so what's your responsibility? Lumian was puzzled and amused for a moment. If it wasn't for the black scorpion Roger that he personally killed, he would suspect that it was really done by the "Aurora Society".
Charlie glanced at him, and added in a low voice: "This afternoon, after the election, we will clean up the gangsters in the entire market area to respond to the public's doubts about the security of the area."
Are you memorizing documents, the words are so written? Lumian probably understood that Charlie came here to remind him of something.
People with eucalyptus on their backs had better leave the market area this afternoon and take shelter temporarily.
Lumian nodded lightly and said, "I'm going to attend a occult gathering this afternoon."
The party Mr. K. had called was at nine o'clock in the evening, but Lumian intended to go earlier.
Charlie breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed out the door: "I'll go first."
Lumian thought for a while and said, "In the future, you don't need to inform me about such trivial matters." He then mocked, "Are you looking down on my ability?"
Charlie smiled and said, "It's the first time, it's more exciting. In the future, I won't hint at things that don't really point to you in the future."
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After watching him leave, Jian Na sighed, "He turned out to be your eyeliner inside the official Extraordinary."
"I wish he wasn't." Lumian pouted, "A fool who can only do bad things."
Jenna let out a "huh", waved her hands and said, "I'm going to find Franka, do you want to tell other people the information Charlie revealed?"
Lumian shook his head: "If everyone runs away, the official Extraordinary will definitely check to see if anyone has leaked the action plan, and that idiot will never escape."
"Some people should go to jail anyway."
Don't you? Jian Na slandered, and walked out of room 207. Entered the hallway.
At this time, two cleaning ladies had already cleaned to the stairway.
Jenna walked over briskly, her eyes swept over the cleaning lady named Alodie wearing a golden wig.
Her expression suddenly froze, she turned around abruptly, and returned to room 207, which seemed strange to Lumian who was about to go out.
Elodie, who was nearly fifty years old with a blond wig and eye shadow, also noticed Jenna. She stared at the back of the actor apprentice for a few seconds, and shouted in doubt and worry: "Celia..."
Jenna's body froze.
She turned around slowly, squeezed out a smile, and shouted at Elodie, "Mom."
Mother? Lumian almost doubted his ears.
Then he remembered that Elodie had said that she used to be a theater actress, and now she liked to go to the old pigeonhole to see performances. She had a husband who died in a factory accident a few years ago, leaving behind two children, who are now almost real. As an adult, you can help support your family.
And Jianna is an apprentice actor in the old pigeon cage. Her father passed away a few years ago, and her mother and elder brother are left as relatives. She plans to earn the next year's tuition and other expenses by herself. That's right... Lumian nodded thoughtfully.
Elodie walked up to Jenna with a broom and looked her up and down: "Why are you here? What kind of makeup are you wearing?"