Top dog? Lumian was shocked when he heard this.

He hadn't thought that this matter would be with Boss Gardner. Martin is linked, but this seems to explain some of the problems:

Why did that smuggling caravan "evaporate" out of thin air on a concealed route that had been used many times?

Why is "Mouse" Christo so anxious to ask for help from himself and others? If he simply lost a batch of goods, he would definitely confirm it repeatedly, and wait for the last period before he would be willing to expose his weakness and mistakes to colleagues who might be staring at his position.

In the blink of an eye, Lumian thought of more: "Boss Gardner. Sequence 6 or Sequence 5 of Martin's suspected hunter's pathway..."

I and Franca, one a hunter and the other a witch, also entered that special mirror world, in the same and adjacent path.

Mr. K brought me closer to Gardner. Martin, gain his trust.

As a member of the Hidden Organization, the Curly Baboon Research Society, Franca's own sequence is not low, and she is willing to be Gardner. Martin is such a mistress of a mob boss.

That Savoyard boss really has a lot of secrets, or is involved in something big.

Does the Boss have Christo bring in Trier something to do with the Hunter or the Witch path?

Why risk going underground and being discovered by the tax collectors? Why didn't the boss go out of the city and get it himself, and let Christo send a smuggler to lead the way? It's safer and more hidden.... He knew that it could cause an accident and didn't want to risk it?

Lumian's gaze shifted from Christo the mouse to Franca's face.

The witch didn't seem to expect such an answer, and was equally stunned and surprised, followed by a little excitement and joy.

She stared at "Mouse" Christo and sneered: "You TMD want to lie to me? How did I not know Gardner had asked you to get something into Trier? ”

"Where's that thing?"

Excited.... Joy.... Lumien became more and more convinced that Franca had joined the Savoyard Party and was close to Gardner. Martin's purpose is not pure.

Christophan smiled: "It's in an iron box, and I've already sent it to Spring Street." ”

The boss probably hasn't had time to tell you yet.

As a veteran member of the Savoyard Party, he knew that "Red Boots" Franca was powerful, and that it would be easy to kill herself if she was not prepared and did not bring a helper, and she was also proficient in divination and could distinguish lies.

"You'd better not lie to me!"

Franka retracted, took out her vanity mirror, and began divination in front of Christo.

Lumian stood up very cooperatively, walked over to Christo, and reached out to hold his shoulder.

When Franca confirmed that what Christo said was true, Lumian smiled and patted the mouse: "If there is anything like this, remember to remind me that there is a problem with the cargo and that you need to be prepared for possible accidents, otherwise, I will cut you into pieces of meat and feed them to your dear little ones." ”

He had heard Louis mention that Christo the mouse had many animals, and his favorite was dogs.

After a long silence, Franka looked at Lumian beside her, and sighed as if she was smiling and not smiling, "You're good at cheating people." ”

Lumian put on a calm posture: "In the village of Kordu, you should know the village of Kordu, right?" I have a nickname for the Prank King. ”

Franca, who had read the wanted notice, was naturally no stranger to Cordu Village, and she looked at Lumian with a smile and said, "Did you deceive me about the things you said before?" Hehe, Jane's evaluation of you is not completely wrong, cunning and treacherous. ”

"You are my sister's companion, and I tell you the truth." Lumian had a frank face.

He just didn't tell the whole truth, and even if Franka confirmed it by divination, there was no sign that he was lying.

Franka observed his expression and nodded in satisfaction, "I'd like to trust my Muggle brother too." ”

"Hmm... You should not know about the existence of Gardner's thing, and there are some things that will bring harm if you figure out the truth, and I will not ask him. ”

"Okay." Lumian behaved like he was so well-behaved in front of Auror.

The two parted in the middle of Market Avenue, one went to the Breeze Ballroom and the other turned into White Coat Street.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark, and the dance hall was lit up with gas sconces on the walls, which plunged the entire first floor into a yellowish glow, and the closer you got to the dance floor, the darker the environment became.

With a greeting from the leader, Lumian sat down at the bar and asked for a glass of fennel vermouth "Parrot" with mint.

This thing is quite exciting, just taking a sip makes him feel refreshed, as if he has been slapped in the face.

Lumian sat for a while, listening to Jana's lewd songs for a while, and then saw Charlie walking towards the bar with a tray.

"Charles, chief!" Charlie decisively changed his name when he noticed that the bartender was looking at him.

Lumian took a sip of the psychedelic green liquid and asked with a smile, "Do you prefer a ballroom or a speakeasy in a hotel?" ”

Charlie glanced at the bartender and suppressed his voice; "I still prefer the bar in the hostel. Where, I'm the focus of everyone! ”

Feel it.....

Lumian laughed and pointed with his chin at the young female singer who rotated Jana, "She's your friend's daughter?" ”

Charlie once told that he had a friend who owed a loan shark and committed suicide by jumping off a building because of the persecution of Baron Brienel, and his daughter was brought to sing in the breeze dance hall.

"Yes."

Charlie replied with a somewhat gloomy expression.

The female singer was also dressed in a rather revealing blouse and skirt, and she was supposed to be about the same age as Jane, and she was not as good as she looked.

According to Lumian's observation, the biggest difference between the two is that Jana's eyes always have brilliance, while this smirk is a smirk, and there is no bright color in his eyes.

Charlie opened his mouth, hesitating to ask for something, but eventually closed it again.

Lumien drank "parrots" and listened to the song, not knowing what he was thinking.

Towards 10:30 a.m., he stood up and went upstairs, changing into a linen jacket, an old jacket, brown trousers, and a dark blue cap.

It makes him look like a bum.

Immediately afterward, Lumien pushed open the window and jumped into the alley behind the ballroom.

He was going to go for a walk around the Old Pigeon Coop Theatre.

Lumian didn't think that he could solve the matter involving the evil god of the Mother Tree of Desire alone, nor did he plan to go toe-to-toe with those people, hoping that through observation, he would find more problems and gather useful information.

For him, the main thing is to find Suzanne with the help of Mr. Eve and others. Where Matisse lived before her death, she got an item that she had been carrying for a long time, and laid the foundation for exorcism when she was attacked by that evil spirit later.

Although it may not be time to complete that ritual magic by then, it is better to be prepared than never.

Half a circle, Lumien came to the outside of the Old Pigeon Coop Theater.

As it was not yet 11 o'clock, he did not rush in, but shrank in the outer corner, looking like a real tramp at the beige six-storey apartment where Mr. Eve lived.

It didn't take long for Lumian to see the landlord.

Mr. Ave, dressed in a dark dress washed to white and chestnut trousers, wearing an old half-top hat and carrying a black cane, returned from the direction of the Candid Market and entered the apartment.

A few minutes later, the window of the room he was staying in lit up rather dimly.

Lumien waited patiently.

Waiting, waiting, he gradually frowned.

It's past 11 o'clock, so why hasn't Mr. Eff come to the old pigeon coop yet?

The window still glowed yellowish, and from time to time a figure passed by.

After another quarter of an hour, Mr. Eve did not leave the apartment, and crossed the market avenue into the old pigeon cage theater.

Lumian couldn't help but muttered to himself silently, "Could it be mine, the prophecy technique is wrong?" ”

Christo, who was threatened, was annoyed when he heard this: "Franca is the mistress of the boss, and her own strength is stronger than mine, she treats me like this, I can accept it, why are you a newcomer?" ”

Thinking of the wolf Margot and Hammer Aite, who were no weaker than him, Christo went down again, and said with a smile: "This time the boss asked me to keep it a secret." ”

"You raised, at least hint at us!" Franka put away her makeup case and scolded viciously.

Christo smiled tremblingly, "Good, good." ”

He was not angry at all because he was insulted, in his opinion, the dog is a family member and a close relative, how can it be regarded as a curse?

He often admonished his perverts: "Whoever touches my wife is tantamount to touching my dog!" ”

Seeing that both Franka and Charles had softened their attitudes, Christo asked curiously, "Is that strange world really the same as Elken described?" ”

Without waiting for Franca to answer, Lumian smiled and scared Christo's shoulder: "You haven't figured it out yet?" Did you get your brain eaten by a dog? We just lied to you! ”

We didn't enter any strange world at all, we just thought it was impossible to smuggle so many times before, and this time we were suddenly involved in an extraordinary incident, and there must be something wrong with your shipment, so we decided to scam you!

Mouse. Christo couldn't help but look frustrated.

Yes, if Franka and Charles had really entered that strange world, they wouldn't have come out so quickly!

Elken: They've been missing for hours!

Why am I so stupid?

Why did you fall for it like that?

Christo restrained his emotions, looked at Franca, and smiled flatteringly, "Don't tell the boss that I told you about the existence of that thing, he will be very unhappy with me." ”

Franka glanced at Lumian with a slightly strange expression, to the mouse. Christo said: "Yes, from now on, you owe me a favor. ”

"Good!" Christo hurriedly agreed.

Bidding farewell to the smuggling ringleader, Lumian and Franka left the warehouse and turned into the narrow street leading to Market Avenue.

"I just found out today that Christo guy is stupid and so easy to deceive."