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Charlie was stunned because he remembered that in the morning, Charles reminded himself that something bad might happen to him recently, and in the afternoon he lost the job opportunity he was looking forward to, and wasted a lot of Ferkin's invitation to drink superior.
This made him, who was not well-off, even more stressed.
Seeing Charles' smiling expression, Charlie unconsciously lowered his voice: "Do you know divination?"
The divination seems to be quite accurate!
"Didn't I tell you? I guessed. Lumian isn't stammering at all.
Of course, this is not entirely a lie, but he made a guess based on the sensed fortune, just like knowing the correct answer when doing a question, and making up the process later.
Charlie looked disbelieving, but he didn't question it either. He asked quite expectantly, is my bad luck gone now?
Lumian missed his head, concentrated his energy, his eyes became a little deeper, and his expression gradually became dignified and more serious.
Seeing Shire's reaction, Charlie's heart thumped wildly, his tight mouth became dry, what's wrong?
Lumian pursed his lips and said, you will have a disaster recently.
Charlie's expression suddenly collapsed, his face turned blue and then pale, and was no longer rosy.
Lumian laughed, just kidding, although you won't have such good luck recently, you won't be too unlucky.
It shows, Suzanne. Even if Mattis's problem has not been completely resolved, it will not explode anytime soon.
Charlie couldn't believe Lumian's words, really?
It's fake, you can believe it anyway, and I don't mind if you don't want to believe it, Lumian ordered the absinthe anisette and said with a nonchalant smile.
His attitude made Charlie heave a sigh of relief, and he took a sip of rye beer under the high stool next to him. I thought it was the thing that wasn't really over yet.
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It's not impossible, Lumian didn't scare Charlie for the time being.
Charlie looked at the bar in front of him and said, you know what? For a second I wanted to be the lowest handyman and get out of the market area.
Lumian glanced at him, "If something really happens, you won't be able to escape wherever you move. Charlie's face suddenly showed unconcealable bitterness.
Lumian added randomly, you might as well go to the nearest Eternal Sun Church to pray more, by the way, today I had dinner with the landlord, Mr. Ever, and when we talked about room 504, he acted a little Strange, it seems that you know the whereabouts of the tenant before you, but you refuse to reveal it.
Charlie was stunned for a few seconds before he understood what Charles was referring to. He lowered his voice again, and posted the portrait of that woman?
Lumian nodded slowly but surely.
Charlie was silent for a while and muttered to himself: What about that woman has something to do with Mr. Eve? He knew that there was something wrong with that portrait, I, I had to tell this matter, tell those people, I will go to the nearest church at dawn and tell the priest.
Yes, after a few days of my teaching bisar party. That Louie was much smarter. Take my cue in one go. Umian picked up the wine glass with satisfaction, and took a sip of the green liquid with excellent visual effects.
Specifics to the Old Dovecote Theatre. He didn't have any understanding, he didn't know whether the problem was serious or not, and to what extent, as long as he did his own investigation, he couldn't collect enough useful information within a week or two.
And even if it is collected, it may not have the ability to deal with it, so it is better to find a way to remind the officials from the beginning and let them follow up.
After Charlie made up his mind, he glanced at Paval Nissen, who was mixing drinks. Seeing that he didn't pay attention, he asked Lumian in a low voice.
If they ask me where I got the news, how should I answer?
Thanks to Charlie's previous publicity, the police in the Candide Market area should all know that the Golden Rooster Hotel has become the territory of the Savoyard Shire. Therefore, it is inevitable that Charles and the landlord, Mr. Eve, will meet to have a meal and chat. When the time comes, the official Extraordinary will find that this is a very normal thing, and they will not doubt Lu Mian.
"Well, Charlie is visibly more relaxed."
Lumian took another sip of the Green Fairy, and asked, which leader of the Stinger Gang have you heard of? Charlie had said before that whether it was the Savoy Party, the Stingers, or several other smaller gang leaders, they were all in the Candide Market area and had a certain reputation and could be used to scare children.
what you up to? Charlie's expression instantly became excited.
Asking them something, Lumian chose the most elegant and polite way to say it.
Charlie was slightly disappointed that he couldn't see the excitement, except for Maggot. I only know two, one is Hammer Aite, he used to be at Candide Market, but recently he often comes to the random streets, the other is Harman, who has no nickname, and I saw Margot walking with him several times , have great respect for him. Well, he's a bald head. The boss of the Stinger Gang is a man named Roger the Black Scorpion, who seems to live somewhere on Market Avenue?
The most recent Harman that can make Markt should be higher than Maggot in terms of his status in the Stinger Gang and his own strength. Hammer Aite took over the mill dance hall and the chaotic street site, so he ran here from time to time.
Lumi'an made a brief analysis and set his target on Hammer Aite. He planned to guard the gang leader.
After drinking the absinthe, Lumian and Charlie headed back upstairs together. Not close to room 207 yet. He saw a box on the floor by the door, with a Savoyard emblem, a bullet, and a dagger left on the lid in black paint.
Materials sent by Louis. Lumian bent down to pick up the wooden box, opened the door and entered the room. He opened the lid, and unsurprisingly, he saw a dark stone that smelled like bird droppings, a pair of blood-colored eyes, and a poison sac in a glass jar.
Market Avenue, illuminated by yellowish gas lamps.
Eve, the landlord of the Golden Rooster Hotel, led a person to a homeless man who was sleeping with his eyes closed.
My silver coin is there. He said in a deep voice.
The man behind him looked at the homeless man in the dark and asked. It was he who robbed you.
no. Eve replied very definitely, regardless of height, size or. Clothes are different.
A robber threw the stolen money directly to the homeless man. There is something wrong with this matter. The person standing on the edge of the street light nodded invisibly. We have to be prepared for accidents or investigations.
Eff hummed and murmured that if he didn't throw my silver coin to the bum, we could find him straight away. He can sense where the money and property that once belonged to him are within a certain period of time.
The next morning, Lumian stayed at the Golden Rooster Hotel. Flip through Auror's Witchcraft Notes. At this time, he had to change the study time to the morning because he had been following Hammer, Aite and others for a long time, and they always showed up in the afternoon and returned home in the early morning.
Charlie went to the nearest Eternal Sun Church early in the morning, and when he came back, he was not only relaxed. And with a smile on his face. It seems that I have found support and been praised.
When it was almost noon, Lumian hid his witchcraft notes, walked to Market Avenue, and stood not far from Mr. Eve's apartment and the Old Pigeonhouse Theater, wanting to see if the official Extraordinary took action. action.
Everything here is as usual, people come and go, whether it is the shops on the street or the passing carriages, there is no sign of what happened. Lumian observed for a while, and was about to find a nearby restaurant to fill his stomach, when he saw Mr. Eve appearing in the distance.
He was still wearing the whitewashed formal suit, the thick maroon trousers, the gray wide-brimmed round hat, and holding a black handcuff, and walked step by step to the apartment where he lived.
Before the official Extraordinary appeared, Lumian thought for a while, crossed the market avenue, and faced the landlord. Good afternoon, Mr. Eve, where are you going? He greeted with a smile. Mr. Eve froze for a second, then looked at him vigilantly and fearfully. I'm going to the police station to deal with something.
The official Extraordinary summoned Mr. Eve through the police station, but the actual interrogator was someone with the corresponding ability.
Lumian probably understood why. What puzzled him was that the authorities didn't even discover Mr. Eve's extraordinary ability.
Lumian nodded slightly, and smiled, maybe I can help with something.
No. Mr. Eve replied stiffly and resistingly. He immediately pointed to the beige apartment, I have to go home.
In order not to arouse suspicion, Lumian didn't try to stop it, nor did he make any more probes. He frowned slightly while watching Mr. Ive's back step by step. Recalling the conversation just now, he hadn't found anything suspicious yet, and he felt that some details were weird and he had feelings that he couldn't express.
Lumian subconsciously concentrated. Looking at the back of Mr. Eve, trying to feel his recent fortune, the fortune is relatively normal, neither good nor bad, but the doubts in Lumian's heart have not diminished but increased. When he had dinner with Mr. Eve yesterday, he habitually sensed the other party's fortune. It was obviously a bit unlucky, but after only one day, his fortune changed. What happened in the middle?
Lumian turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and walked on Market Avenue like a walk.