YUGE. Artois? Lumian had no idea that it would be this answer.

The Savoyard Party and the Stinger Gang, which belong to rivals, actually support the same candidate?

If Yuge. Artois is elected, will he help the Stingers deal with the Savoyard party, or will he help the Savoyard party completely squeeze out the Stingers, or will he demand that the two sides live in peace?

The more Lumien thought about it, the more he felt that something seemed wrong with this:

If the big names behind the Savoyard and the Stinger Gang are Hugues. Artois, the two sides will not make trouble to this extent!

Although Lumien is credited with this, didn't he also do what the boss and Baron Brinnel wanted?

And, Huge. Artois was not even a city councillor before, and he has not yet been elected to Congress, so why should he protect the Savoyard party and the Stinger Gang?

The only thing that can be explained is that the power of the Enlightened Party is working, 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 and couldn't come up with an answer, so he could only sigh regretfully:

Those who were unable to mobilize the Savoyard party secretly threatened voters not to vote. Artois too!

He looked at Louis and asked:

"Why I don't know that our Savoyard party is supporting Hugue. Artois? ”

Louiston became nervous:

"I thought the baron had given you an account to the chief." Isn't that what handover is all about?

Baron Brinell is in a bad mood because he lost the most lucrative breeze ballroom, and he doesn't bother to remind him of many things, but he will naturally know when he should know anyway? Lumian muttered inwardly, and walked out of the Breeze Ballroom all the way back to the Golden Rooster Hotel.

He went straight up to the third floor and walked to Anthony. In front of Room 5, where Red, an intelligence monger, lived, he reached out and knocked on the wooden door.

The sound of thump echoed, and no one responded.

Not there...... Also, how can there be intelligence traffickers who stay at home every day....... Lumian took out the sticky notes and absorbent pen he had with him and took Anthony with him. Rhett's door was a table, and he wrote a paragraph:

"I received a message from Louis. Lund will be on Market Avenue from Saturday to Sunday, so please keep an eye on him and inform me as soon as you spot him, either in room 207 or at the Breeze Ballroom, and the balance will be paid as agreed. "Charles.

After shoving the sticky note through the crack in the door into Room 305, Lumien turned back to the Breeze Ballroom and stayed in the café to wait for feedback.

Towards dusk, a gangster who was guarding near 126 Market Avenue rushed back to the ballroom and went up to the second floor.

Discover Louis. Lund? Lumian stood up and looked at his men.

The gangster was inexplicably nervous, as if he had been targeted by a hungry lion.

Without waiting for Lumian to ask, he said hurriedly and stammeringly:

"No, no, no!

"I saw, saw a group of police officers go to the yard!"

Yard? Isn't that the boss's industry? Well, there is a warehouse of "Mouse" Christo near the yard...... Is this a role played by Franca's "whistleblowing"? Lumian quickly thought of a possibility.

This disappointed him.

What a man in the mirror, what a possible hazard, in his eyes even Louis. Not a single hair of Lund can compare!

Controlling his emotions and the remaining excitement on his body, Lumian said to his men:

"I got it, I'll take care of it.

"You go back to your original position now, continue to squat on the wanted person, and in another half an hour, I will let the other four replace you to come back and rest."

"Yes, sir." The gangster breathed a sigh of relief and turned and walked down the stairs.

Seeing his figure disappear there, Lumian looked down at his hands.

They were faintly shivering.

It was he thought his men had brought Louis. Lund's news was caused by a sudden burst of excitement and agitation.

Sometimes, my mood is still not stable enough. Fortunately, I was able to receive psychotherapy again this Sunday...... Lumian sighed to himself, sat down, and took a sip of his coffee.

In order to greet Luis in the best condition. Lund, he didn't even order a drink.

Outside the warehouses that belong to Christo the Mouse.

He was gathered with most of his men and porters, surrounded by twenty or thirty policemen in black uniforms and armed with firearms.

Christo put on a flattering smile and said to the Superintendent Travis. Everett said:

"Mr. Superintendent, why did you suddenly surround the warehouse?

"I'm a legitimate businessman!"

Everett, who was about thirty years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a wide chin, looked at Christo and said in a deep voice:

"Don't think we don't know what you're usually doing, we don't deal with you because you're still good at the rules and know what to do and what not to do, now, your only option is to cooperate with us and figure things out as soon as possible."

Christo keenly heard hope from Superintendent Everett's words, and immediately nodded:

"Okay, okay, no problem!"

He had already distributed the shipment yesterday, and as long as the real accounts had not been found, there was no actual evidence against him.

Everett, who had short shaved black hair, turned to the side and said to a man next to him:

"Mr. Deputy Assistant Superintendent, you can get started."

The man was rugged-looking, with fluffy blonde hair, blond eyebrows and beard, and wore a slightly smaller black police uniform, but the buttons were made of gold.

His epaulettes have a silvery-white seven-petal vetiver iris with a small off-white diamond-shaped square next to it.

This stands for Deputy Assistant Superintendent of Police.

Above the Superintendent, there are four levels in the Trier Police Department, from lowest to highest, which are Chief Superintendent, Deputy Assistant Superintendent of Police, Assistant Superintendent of Police, and Deputy Superintendent of Police.

Among them, there is only one deputy superintendent, and that is the head of the Trier Police Department, and the higher rank in the entire Republic of Intis is the head of the National Police, a police superintendent.

The Assistant Superintendent and Deputy Assistant Superintendent of Police, who belong to the Deputy Ministers and Commissioners of the Trier Police, have off-white diamond-shaped squares on their epaulettes next to the seven-petaled vetiver irises, four for the Superintendent, three for the Deputy Superintendent, two for the Assistant Superintendent, one for the Deputy Assistant Superintendent and none for the Chief Superintendent.

That is, the position of this rugged man with blonde hair is equivalent to that of Emek, the police commissioner in charge of the entire honest man's market district, but Christo does not know him at all.

"Just call me Angoulême." The rugged-looking deputy assistant superintendent responded simply.

His gaze then swept over Christo, Erken and the others, making them inexplicably feel that the sun was dazzling and they had to lower their heads.

Angoulême retracted his gaze and said to several members of the team in civilian clothes behind him:

"You can bring that thing."

The two members of the team walked over to the nearby carriage and removed a wide, flat, and large object covered with a black velvet curtain from it.

They then set it up beside Angoulême.

Angooleme looked at the "mouse" Christo and the others, raised his chin slightly and said:

"You guys line up and come to me, one by one." Christo felt the little guy in his pocket tremble visibly, and guessed that Angoulême should be the official extraordinary, and he was very strong.

After pondering for a few seconds, he walked tremblingly in front of Angoulême.

Angoulême Horran lifted the black velvet curtain, revealing the full appearance of the object beside him:

It was a full-length mirror, in a quaint style, set on a rusty iron-black bracket.

The surface of the mirror instantly reflected Christo's figure, delicate and clear.

Christo didn't feel anything unusual, but Elken's face behind him changed dramatically.

He jerked to the left, trying to escape.

He was joined by nearly twenty other people, including some coolies and porters.

Bang, bang, bang!

Several members of the team who followed Angoulême were prepared, and they raised their arms one after another and pulled the trigger.

The bullets shot out and hit the people who were trying to escape, but as if they had hit a phantom, they pierced through and landed in the distance.

Unhurriedly, Angoulême stretched out his left hand and adjusted the direction of the full-length mirror next to him.

The mirror then showed Elken's figure, but the background was dark.

Elken froze in place for an instant, keeping a running stance.

Immediately afterward, his face was sucked away by the full-length mirror with a frightened but uncontrollable expression.

As soon as the two collided, Elken's body suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, he appeared inside the mirror, his face stained with blood, and his expression became hideous, full of hatred and resentment.

He opened his mouth and seemed to be shouting loudly, but he was dragged by an invisible force into the unusually dark background of the mirror and disappeared.

Seeing this, Christo was stunned and forgot to help his brother.

There was only one thought echoing in his mind: "What a problem with them.

At the same time, Angoulême's men were trying to control the fleeers, and the various abilities frightened the surrounding ordinary people to crouch on the ground, bury their heads and tremble.

In the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian, who was sitting at the bar and listening to Jane singing, had received the news that Christo "Mouse" was okay but a group of his men had died two hours earlier.

Isn't it very efficient...... He praised the official extraordinaire of the market area in his heart.

As the nasty song ended, a woman who had been waiting next to her came up to the stage and rushed to a young bandmate, sobbing and shouting twice.

It was as if she was talking about who was dead.

The band members were stunned for a moment, very dazed, as if they had heard extremely shocked news, and they couldn't react for a while.

A few seconds later, he dropped the Russell six-stringed instrument that hung from him and ran to the bottom of the stage.

After running a few steps, he stumbled, fell heavily to the ground, struggled twice, and could not get up.

The next second, he cried bitterly.

Jana, dressed in a long red dress studded with sequins, stared for a few seconds, pursed her lips, and finally did not go over to comfort her, allowing the band member and the woman who rushed over to hug her head and cry.

She walked off the stage in silence and met Lumian as he left the bar.

"What happened?" Lumien asked. Jaanna sighed softly and said:

"His father died in an accident a few hours ago.

"I knew him and knew that it was not easy for him to learn a musical instrument, his father was a porter and his mother was a dishwasher, and without their desperate support, he would now have to do the hard work.4

An accident a few hours ago...... Porter..

Lumien probably understood why.

He looked at the stage in the same silence.

Some people died, but not completely......