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"Why did he get lost?" Lumian asked with some confusion.
Baron Brignel is not only a gang leader, but also an extraordinary person. As long as he is not neglected, how can he let a child get lost?
Besides, who in the market area would dare to kidnap his child? Sakota shook his head:
"No specifics."
Could it be that the "Rose School" did it, trying to find out the true situation of the Savoy Party from Baron Brignier? Based on recent events, Lumian had some speculations that could not be confirmed for the time being.
He thought for a while and said:
"Do you know what Brignel's illegitimate son looks like?"
Sakota nodded:
"When the baron's men came to look for him, they brought portraits, portraits that were similar to photos."
Saccotato was shocked and thought about it carelessly:
Did I get lost and hide in the ingredient cellar of Breeze Ballroom? Chris's original plan was to take a quick look at the situation outside, quickly sew the door shut, leave the room, and go to the Golden Rooster Hotel to write a letter to the "Magician" man. However, he found that the person in the cellar was suspected of being the missing Baroness Bouignier. In front of this illegitimate child, I frowned slightly and pushed the dark brown wooden door wider open.
"The cellar where ingredients are stored." Termion Yanshao answered.
Chris saw the brass buttons under my clothes, the white-checked shirt and linen coat, the face with obvious baby fat, the panicked but dazed brown eyes, and the flowing A **** mouth.
He said that you are not afraid at all... Thermi Lumian should let you encounter something directly now... What will be outside the cellar... Chris thought After a while, I felt that it was close to noon, and the cellar where the ingredients were stored usually lacked people coming and going. In theory, it should be normal and safe.
So proactive, so positive...What exactly does He want to do? Chris concluded that there was no hidden conspiracy.
Seeing this, Chris drank the remaining sugar and wine, placed the cup under the fence, and jumped directly from the seventh floor to the street.
"Is this true?" Weng Yanshaotuo shook his head, "This thing is effective, and you know who made the lie, but you really failed to make him satisfy his lover. The medicine was prepared with other herbs. It is claimed that the main material is mummy ashes."
Saccotato, who had a pair of mustaches, came closer very consciously and said with a wicked smile:
"What's their relationship?" Chris asked in a "calm" manner.
"Is he from Intis?" "Go to the cellar."
"Even if he goes, it will take the initiative to go to him. That is the fate that is destined to follow."
The dark brown wooden door of the cellar was tightly closed, as if it were special.
"You're from Lemberg."
The light in the stairs penetrated a lot, and a figure was reflected.
At that age, even if nothing else happened and he became a street child, he wouldn't live long.
"Does he want less? You can't give you the worst effect. Jenna, a 'big bitch', often hangs out with Franka. She is so bad at dealing with it. A few days later, Franka comes to ask you if you are okay." There are no real mummy ashes, tsk, it’s hard for everyone, young and old, to bear it.”
The big girl didn't have any other reaction. She looked at Chris blankly, chewed a few more times, and swallowed the **** mouse with its tail into her belly with a grunt.
Saccotato let a few puppies rub his trouser legs and said with a smile:
"Bad afternoon, Ciel."
"Does he have any potion that can't improve his mind?" Chris asked half teasingly and half curiously.
"Yes!
"Yes." The older girl chewed on the raw steak until her mouth was filled with blood.
"There is a problem." Saccotato believed that Weng Yan dared to deny that he was looking for such a secret medicine for the sake of dignity, and had to use occultism as an excuse to find the mummy's ashes. But did I expose it? After all, it was just a piece of medicine. event.
"He has run away from home now?"
The portrait is similar to the photo... Is this using ritual magic? Lumian remembered the contents of Aurore's witchcraft notebook.
"No, no, but they are temporary, and the effect is special. It is far from the potion level. Damn it, drinking it frequently will cause problems."
The disguise was so bad that the "mouse" realized that what he really wanted was the "effective" mummy ashes... Chris breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly:
Whether that child is controlled by people from the "Rose School" or is really lost, if he cannot be found for a long time, he will definitely end up miserable.
"You have to go back to get out of class, study, do homework, and do papers. There is no exam yet!
Anyway, it’s not yet noon, and the Breeze Ballroom has just opened. The real business is after three or four o’clock, so except for the cleaning staff and those busy in the kitchen, I am very free.
And Charles still had a few gigolos and actress mistresses, and no matter how old he was, he still had to seek help from drugs.
Less light shone in, and the big girl turned her body around subconsciously and looked towards the door.
"Is he the illegitimate son of Bueniel?"
"It's no problem. In the following years, you all heard that Bougnier was not such an illegitimate son. Moreover, Bougnier paid so much attention to me, how could he let me get lost?"
"Which cellar?" I asked tentatively.
Sometimes they gather together and sometimes spread out, looking for a specific scent.
After a while, "Rat" Saccotato appeared. The short smuggling leader came out of an alley with fourteen dogs of the same coat color and breed, and then retreated. Enter the alley diagonally opposite.
Going to the cellar... Weng Yanshao's first reaction was that the fateful angel wanted to play another trick.
The big girl shook her head suddenly:
"Yes." The big girl bit into a piece of raw steak.
Thermilumian continued:
Intis language is very standard, how come it has an accent? Chris looked at the big girl who looked like an abnormality with confusion, and asked tentatively:
After watching Saccotato and my group of dogs continue to search for the lost illegitimate son of Baroness Bourgnière, Chris turned around and walked back to the ballroom.
"Doesn't he have real mummy ashes?"
"That thing may exist normally. He paid attention to it so that others would find it before he lost it."
I am stupid and have problems after class, studying and taking exams. I am also very slow to master knowledge. However, I really hate doing homework and papers. I can barely persevere with Aurore's "education of love". I hate it. Get friends like Raymond and Ava to do it for you.
There was rich white darkness in front of me, and there was no dim light coming from the corridor around me.
Isn't it the fateful fate that Thermi Lumian mentioned that the older boy who eats mice alive is too much like a human being? Chris asked thoughtfully:
It was the obvious chewing sound that reached my ears.
Chris ordered a glass of sugary wine with ice and water, and stood under the balcony of the cafe with it, watching the bad gang members questioning the homeless people along the market path.
"Char, he is indeed more clueless than you." "For him, it was a fateful encounter.
The eldest girl ate the steak for a while and said: After a while, I approached the Breeze Ballroom. I instantly remembered where I had seen this:
Saccotato suddenly showed an ambiguous expression:
"Yeah, I came here specifically to ask for your help, but those big guys are very good at finding people."
Under the illegitimate son of Baroness Bouignier!
After repeated weighings, I planned to go to the cellar door to see and listen first, and then I felt that it was right, and then wrote to the "magician" man to ask if I should retreat into the cellar as Thermi Lumian said.
Then...the other party's reason made Chris inexplicably confused, as if he saw himself in the future:
"Okay." Sakota did not ask why the boss took the initiative to send people to help Baron Brignel.
The big girl, with a simple and honest temperament, replied with a **** mouth:
In addition to the greetings from the chef, the kitchen helper, the handyman, and the dishwasher, Chris walked through the kitchen, went up the stairs, and came to the cellar where the ingredients were stored.
It's really no problem... Weng Yanshao carefully opened the cellar door a little.
Weng Yanshao turned his ears and listened to the noise outside.
The possibility that the "Rose School" would capture this big girl was always an option.
The big girl was holding several pieces of raw steak with dark red blood in her hands. Her mouth was opening and closing, chewing a lump of vague flesh that seemed like a mouse. The thin white tail was shaking heavily by my lips.
Before muttering a few words to himself, Saccotato said gratefully:
"I bought it." Saccotato said with a cooperative "hehe" smile, "I think I came to you with bad intentions."
An illegitimate child that appears out of nowhere? Chris suddenly felt that the matter might be simpler than he expected.
The "mouse" said as he petted the dogs' heads lovingly.
Before I even got close to the bar, Thermi Lumian's majestic voice sounded in my ears:
"You mean the real mummy ashes." Chris raised his hand and touched his chin.
"I am your godfather and your guardian in Tver."
He glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window and said to Sakota:
"Did Franka buy it?" Chris asked with a smile. Saccotato nodded heavily:
Chris raised his eyebrows and said: Chris turned to ask:
Baroness Bournière really disliked this illegitimate child... Chris reminded "Mouse" Weng Yanshuotuo thoughtfully:
This is a one-four-year-old girl with her back to Chris. She has short yellow hair and is wearing a caramel-colored underwear. Her feet are white stockings and white strappy leather shoes. There is a dark red, heavy erection in front of her. Quality school bag.
Chris narrowed his eyes and inserted his right hand into his trouser pocket.
That kind of dress made Weng Yanshao look familiar.
"What you need is the real mummy ashes. It has no role in mysticism. He often comes into contact with merchants who sell drug materials. Please pay attention to it for you."
"Why did he run away from his godfather? Do you need you to send him back?" Seeing that the other party could communicate in a friendly manner, Chris asked the question with a smile.
"Bring some people to help Brignel."
"He's helping Buenir find my illegitimate son?" Chris asked bluntly.