Breeze Ballroom.

Lumien looked around in the dim light, but didn't find Charlie.

This made his heart sink and he hurriedly beckoned Luis and Sakota to come over.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Louis asked, a little apprehensive.

He thought the boss was unhappy with the current situation in the ballroom.

Lumian's gaze swept over the waiter in a waistcoat and bow tie, and asked in a casual tone:

"Where's Charlie? I've got something to do with him."

Louis's eyes widened instantly, and he blurted out in astonishment, "Boss, didn't Charlie go out with you just now?" I? Charlie went out with me? Lumian's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had received too strong a light.

"When?"

Outside the area of light surrounded by white darkness, Herunsha suddenly paused.

According to the rules of the Breeze Ballroom, each waiter, bartender, cook, and helper can receive two sets of uniforms, but they cannot be taken out of the ballroom, and can only be placed in the dressing room on the first floor.

There was a person in the small dressing room, and He Lunsha glanced twice and found the cabinet with Lanka's name on it.

I saw that the grate of the gutter here showed no signs of displacement, there were not a few footprints on the side of the road next to it, and there was no sign of the gas lamp pole being hit near the low level of the special man's head.

With the clothes of the wheel, you have a new round of divination this time. It was caused by the cultural environment of the market area, and these bartenders and waiters could be forced to flee at any time because of their own or their family's bad gambling, alcoholism, illness, etc., and we must have brought our uniforms back home, and after moving out, we would inevitably take those things to the pawnshop for a mortgage and exchange for a sum of cash, which would care if the breeze dance hall belonged to the white gang.

One of them, which I am a stranger to, belongs to Lanka. You then use a broom placed in the locker room door to do divination.

"It could be, it could be true."

"Last time I met him, I bought him one too." He Lunsha is sure that she will meet someone as unlucky as this homeless man in the near future.

"It's still broken, and there are no footprints." Fleur Charlie breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, the details of the absence were already small in my mind:

Florcy shook her head quickly:

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a pile of rubble rolling down under the stone pile blocking the entrance and exit of the cave, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

I was going to stop Lanka from walking out of the ballroom in the waiter's clothes, but because the other party was leaving with the leader, I kept my mouth shut again.

With that, I walked to the dressing room, which was close to the kitchen area. Matisse carried the carbide lamp up the stairs to the floor without the name of the street or the square.

After walking for a few minutes, Matisse and Fuchari stopped.

You Matisse. Is Lee so bad at pretending?

Slowly, you let go of your left hand, but the broom moved and stood firmly, as if it was still being held.

"It's like ......"

"It's nothing like the bad luck you saw this morning.

"I can disguise myself as Mr. Ave, and I can disguise myself as you.

Mattis didn't dwell on the question, and instead asked:

The simplified "Divination Staff" is difficult to use underground, because it may point in the right direction, but it may not be a dead end, and it needs to go around a very small circle, and there is a risk of getting lost.

It's getting weirder!

Matisse bowed his head and said fiercely:

"It's very slow, I know to find you a divination medium." Furchari, dressed in a white robe and hooded, appeared on Matisse's side and complimented.

You quickly walk over to the full-length mirror in the locker room and reach out and stroke the surface a few times.

Louis thought about it for a moment, looked at Lumien suspiciously, and said:

Fuga Wheel holds Lanka's clothes in his right hand, presses the top of the broom with his left palm, and mutters a word outside his mouth.

"That's not a big deal.

It's very good to see if it's fake or true, after all, one is this time, and the other is a special person, but not yet

After walking a long distance side by side, there is a point from the exchange, right?

I believe in the disappearance of the Horren and Susanna. Louis didn't close!

"Less than five minutes ago.

Susanna. Louis was close to recovering, but he was worried that the official ordinary people were still monitoring the He Lun, so he asked the fake Mr. Eve to disguise himself as Shire, took the He Ferry in a way that seemed to be normal, and took me back underground, and when we arrived at Teweel, it would be difficult for the official to find us.

You immediately looked at He Lunsha: I don't have a small speculation this time!

Wait a little longer, it will be *** disturbing even divination!

"Before this pervert stunned Jana, he took that route." Matisse replied wonderfully.

"Let's go about something else."

"He doesn't like he knows where the fake Eve is going?" "We're underground!

"Lanka's current location.

Other than that, you can see everything.

"Yes." Sakota answered Mattis's question with a quick answer.

In the last second, two figures were outlined, walking beyond the yellowish and blurred light.

Furchari pondered for two seconds, then reached for Lanka's linen shirt.

That made Fleur Charlie puzzled for a while, and a few times ago, she finally couldn't help but ask:

I'm not showing signs of being restricted for the time being.

I had gray hair in gold, and dark blue eyes, and I looked quite wrong, like another Matisse.

The few rules of the ballroom are for waiters, dancers, bartenders, cooks, thugs, cleaners, and even managers, and the boss needs to follow!

Before Herunsha finished speaking, he was glanced at by Matisse warmly, and suddenly changed his position, and said in a snort:

"The current location of the wheel. He asked in a deep voice:

"It's possible......" He Lunsha blurted out.

Similarly, cheap cafes where Tweer was a scavenger, coolie, vagabond, and low-level worker often used tin cutlery and chained them under the table, leaving only a certain amount of space to move around so that they would not be quietly taken away by customers and sold.

"Idiot....." Mattis scolded the guy.

"Where did he buy this bad luck charm, the effect is too bad, right?"

The "wizard" didn't have any lighting tools, whether he was sure that he would be separated from Matisse, or whether he was worried about what the darkness would do to your eyesight.

My destination was the entrance to the ground in the middle of the market path.

"You're stupid again." Matisse responded, pulling out half of the wire he was carrying, fiddling a few times, and opening the cabinet where Lanka kept his clothes.

It took a few seconds before it fell to the ground with a thud.

From the footprints, it can be seen that He Lun was very afraid of retreating underground in the middle of the night, and walked in fear, but in the end he chose to doubt "Charr".

You say to yourself, a little confused:

After a while, someone made a passage outside, and a figure came out with great heart.

Speaking of that, Fuchari Huoran woke up:

As the yellowish and blue glow of the calcium carbide lamp illuminated the stairs up, He Lunsha found two pairs of footprints.

I was very slow, and I didn't choose the wrong direction before I noticed the tracks, and after a while, I found the footprints of Lanka and False Eve again.

Matisse nodded, turned and walked out of the locker room, went downstairs to grab a calcium carbide lamp and something that might come in handy for the meeting, and went straight to the ballroom.

That's the strangest and least dangerous route of the gang, and Fake Eve is supposed to take Lanka to Susanna, Luis-Susanna, Louis is probably at the end of that route!.

"*** disturbed?" Mattis asked tentatively. Mattis didn't believe it for a long time, and now he is even more sure:

Frichard looked at it for a few seconds and interpreted it in a determined tone:

There seemed to have been some kind of collapse outside, with rubble everywhere, and the footprints became messy here, eventually pointing to one

A small cavity blocked by a pile of rubble.

"Maybe no one is pretending to be you, but you're vague about what I'm trying to do with Lanka."

Five minutes ago? It's been more than half an hour since I've been to White Coat Street, and the last time I left the ballroom was as a drunkard in disguise, Charlie couldn't have left with me...... Lumian quickly ruled out the possibility that Charlie had followed him out of the ballroom without his knowledge.

"Where is the target locked up after a massive landslide?" Furchari hissed, "That's unlucky, isn't it?"

"It's powerful, and there is a way to hide it from the official ordinary people during the first investigation." Fuchari replied, stealth again, and followed Matisse to the entrance to the Terweel entrance in the middle of the market lane.

Lumian's gaze fell on Sackota, and he noticed that the taciturn, relatively more credible subordinate was equally confused.

"This bad luck fake Ef? I'm the one who took Lanka?"

"So the divination just now indicates the result, and the broom can always jump up on its own and stand on its head, right?

One of them is vaguely a waiter dressed as Lanka, and the other has a back that resembles Herunsa.

A few breaths ago, the mirror became dark, as if it were reflecting the darkness.

Bad cafes don't have their own troubles, for the sake of decency, we tend to use silver or porcelain cutlery, and the customers are not so decent that every day before closing, the boss has to count the cutlery over and over again to see if there is anything missing, and usually repeatedly tells the waiter to pay attention to similar things.

"Did He Lun change his clothes when he walked out of the ballroom?"

"It was like a slippery foot, struggling to stabilize and tripped over a gutter, and finally crashed under a street lamp...... Originally, there should be no bloodstains, but it was dealt with......" Fl. Charlie showed up again, and made a preliminary restoration of the whole thing according to the situation at the scene.

Furchari didn't say much, and with the help of the white darkness around her, she semi-hid her figure, sometimes searching backwards, sometimes guarding the front and sides.

Under the market path, illuminated by crimson moonlight and gas street lamps, Matisse walked slowly, looking for possible clues.

Lumian pressed the thoughts that came to mind and said to Sakota and Lumian:

A few minutes later, Lumien and I both said hello to the head, and it could be fake!

Seeing this, Furchari once again took out the glowing fluorescent powder, and combined it with the spell to make herself invisible.

Combined with Charlie's bright red and black fortune, the probability of him encountering danger is almost 100%!