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Hugh Artois? Lumian did not expect this answer at all.
Rival Savoyards and Stingers backing the same candidate?
If Hugh Artois is elected successfully, will he help the Stingers deal with the Savoie Party, or help the Savoy Party completely squeeze out the Stingers, or ask the two sides to live in peace?
The more Lumian thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this matter:
If Hugues Artois was the big shot behind the Savoie Party and the Stingers, the two sides wouldn't be fighting to the present level!
Although this is due to Lumian, didn't he also follow the wishes of the boss and Baron Brinel?
Moreover, Hugues Artois was not even a city councilor before, and he hasn't been elected as a member of Congress yet. Why should he shelter the Savoie Party and the Stinger Gang?
The only thing that can be explained is that the power of the enlightened party is at work, but the enlightened party will not raise two gangsters and let them fight to the death.
Lumian, who lacked experience in this area, thought for a while but couldn't come up with an answer, so he could only sigh regretfully:
People who can't mobilize the Savoie Party, let them secretly threaten voters not to vote for Hugh Artois!
He looked at Louis and asked doubtfully:
"Why don't I know that our Savoie party supports Hugues Artois?"
Lewis suddenly became tense:
"I thought the baron had explained to you, the boss." Isn't that the meaning of handing over?
Baron Brinel was in a bad mood because he lost the most profitable Breeze Ballroom, and he didn't bother to remind him of many things. Anyway, he would know when he should know? Lumian muttered something in his heart, left the Breeze Ballroom, and went all the way back to the Golden Rooster Hotel.
He went straight up to the third floor, walked to room 5 where Anthony Reid, the intelligence dealer, lived, and knocked on the wooden door with his hand.
The sound of dong dong dong echoed and no one responded.
Not here... That's right, there is no intelligence dealer who stays at home every day... Lumian took out the sticky notes and absorbent pens that he carried with him, and took Anthony Reid's door as the On the table, brushed and wrote a paragraph:
"I have received news that Louis Lund will appear on Market Avenue from Saturday to Sunday. Please keep an eye on his whereabouts. Once you find him, notify me immediately. I am either in room 207 of the hotel or in the Breeze Ballroom. When the time comes, the final payment will be made." Will pay as agreed." Charles.
After stuffing the note into Room 305 through the crack of the door, Lumian turned back to the Breeze Ballroom and stayed in the cafe, waiting for feedback.
Towards dusk, a mob thug guarding near 126 Market Avenue ran back to the ballroom and up to the second floor.
Have you found Louis Lund? Lumian stood up abruptly and looked at the subordinate.
The gangster was inexplicably nervous, as if he was being targeted by a hungry lion.
Without waiting for Lumian to ask, he said hastily and stammered:
"Boss, no, it's not good!
"I saw, saw a group of policemen go to the yard!"
Yard? Isn't that the boss's industry? Uh, there is the warehouse of "Rat" Christo near the yard... Is it because of Franka's "reporting"? Lumian quickly thought of a possibility.
This made him very disappointed.
What kind of person in the mirror, what kind of possible harm, in his eyes, he can't even compare to a hair of Louis Lund!
Controlling the emotions in his heart and the excitement remaining on his body, Lumian said to the subordinate:
"I see, I'll take care of it.
"Now go back to your original position and continue to watch over the people on the wanted notice. In half an hour, I will let the other four come back to rest for you."
"Yes, boss." The gangster heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the stairs.
Watching his figure disappear there, Lumian looked down at his hands.
They were still trembling slightly.
This was caused by the sudden burst of excitement and excitement when he thought his subordinates had brought news of Louis Lund.
Sometimes, my emotions are still not stable enough. Fortunately, I can receive psychological treatment again this Sunday... Lumian sighed secretly, sat down, and took a sip of coffee.
In order to meet Louis Lund in the best condition, he didn't even order any wine.
Outside the warehouses belonging to Crystal the Rat.
He and most of his men and porters were gathered together, surrounded by twenty or thirty policemen in black uniforms and armed with guns.
Crystal put on a flattering smile, and said to the superintendent Travis Everett he knew:
"Mr. Superintendent, why did you suddenly surround the warehouse?
"I'm a legitimate businessman!"
About 30 years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses, Everett with a wide chin looked at Christo and said in a deep voice:
"Don't think that we don't know what you're doing. We don't deal with you because you still follow the rules and know what to do and what not to do. Now, your only choice is to cooperate with us and figure things out as soon as possible. "
Christo keenly heard the hope from Superintendent Everett's words, and nodded immediately:
"Okay, okay, no problem!"
He had already distributed the batch yesterday, and as long as the real accounts were not found, there would be no actual evidence to accuse him.
Everett, whose black hair was shaved shorter, turned sideways and said to a man next to him:
"Mr. Deputy Assistant Superintendent, you may begin."
On his epaulets is a silver-white seven-petal iris flower, with a small off-white diamond-shaped square next to it.
This stands for Deputy Assistant Superintendent.
Above the superintendent, there are four ranks in the Trier Police Department, from low to high, namely chief superintendent, deputy assistant superintendent, assistant superintendent, and deputy superintendent.
Among them, there is only one deputy superintendent, and that is the minister of the Trier Police Department. In the entire Republic of Intis, the minister with a higher rank than him is the minister of the national police department, a police superintendent.
The Assistant Superintendent and the Deputy Assistant Superintendent belong to the deputy ministers and police commissioners of the Trier Police Department. On their shoulder straps, there are small off-white diamond-shaped squares next to the seven-petal iris flower. The Superintendent is Four, deputy superintendent three, assistant superintendent two, deputy assistant superintendent one, chief superintendent none.
That is to say, this rough man with blond hair and beard is equivalent to the police commissioner Emek who is in charge of the entire Candide Market area, but Christo doesn't know him at all.
"You can just call me Angouleme." The rough-looking deputy assistant superintendent simply responded.
His gaze then swept across Christo, Erken and the others, making them feel inexplicably as if the sun was too glaring and they had to lower their heads.
Angoulême withdrew his gaze, and said to the team members in casual clothes behind him:
"You can bring that thing here."
The two team members walked to the four-wheeled carriage parked nearby, and removed from it a wide, flat and large thing covered with a black velvet curtain.
They then set the thing beside Angoulême.
Angoulême looked at "Mouse" Christo and the others, raised his chin slightly and said:
"You guys line up in front of me, one by one." Crystal felt the little guy in his pocket visibly trembling, guessing that Angouleme should be an official Extraordinary, and that he was very powerful.
After deliberating for a few seconds, he tremblingly walked in front of Angoulême, not daring to resist.
Angoulême suddenly opened the black velvet curtain, revealing the complete appearance of the objects beside him:
It was a full-length mirror, simple in style, inlaid on a rusty iron-black bracket.
The surface of the mirror instantly reflected Christo's figure, showing every detail and clarity.
Christo didn't feel anything unusual, but Erken's expression changed drastically behind him.
He turned sharply to the left, trying to escape.
There were nearly 20 other people who did the same thing with him, including some coolies and porters.
Bang, bang, bang!
Several team members following Angoulême had been prepared, raised their arms one after another, and pulled the trigger.
Those bullets shot out and hit the people who were trying to escape, but they seemed to hit the phantom, penetrated directly, and landed in the distance.
Angoulême unhurriedly stretched out his left hand, and adjusted the orientation of the full-length mirror next to him.
The mirror then reflected Erkin's figure, but the background was dark.
Erken instantly froze in place, maintaining a running posture.
Immediately afterwards, he was sucked in by the full-length mirror with a terrified but unstoppable face.
As soon as the two collided, Erken's body suddenly disappeared.
A moment later, he appeared inside the mirror, his face was stained with blood, his expression became ferocious, full of hatred and resentment.
He opened his mouth and seemed to be shouting loudly, but he was dragged by an invisible force, dragged into the abnormally dark background of the mirror, and disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Christo was stunned and forgot to help his younger brother.
There was only one thought in his mind: "There's something wrong with them.
At the same time, Angoulême's subordinates were trying to control the escapees, and the surrounding ordinary people were frightened by various abilities, squatting on the ground, lowering their heads, and trembling.
In the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian, who was sitting at the bar and listening to Jenna's singing, received the news that "Mouse" Christo was fine but a group of his men had died two hours ago.
The efficiency is not bad... He praised the official Extraordinary in the market area in his heart.
As the obscene song ended, a woman who had been waiting nearby stepped onto the stage, rushed to a young band member, and sobbed twice.
She seemed to be saying that so and so died.
The band member was stunned for a moment, very dazed, as if he had heard extremely shocking news and couldn't react for a while.
A few seconds later, he dropped the Roselle banjo hanging on his body, and ran towards the bottom of the stage.
After running a few steps, he staggered, fell heavily to the ground, struggled twice, and failed to stand up.
The next second, he cried bitterly.
Jenna, who was wearing a long red dress with sequins, stared at her for a few seconds, pursed her lips, and finally did not go over to comfort her, letting the band member and the woman rushing over hug each other and cry.
She walked off the stage silently and met Lumian who left the bar.
"What happened?" Lumian asked. Jenna sighed lightly and said:
"His father passed away in an accident a few hours ago.
"I know him and know that it is not easy for him to learn an instrument. His father is a porter and his mother is a dish washer. Without their support, he can only do hard work now.
An accident a few hours ago... the porter..
Lumian probably understood the reason.
He also looked at the stage silently.
Some people died, but not completely dead...