Chapter 115: Disguise
Franka also looked at 126 Market Avenue and said, "Neither Roger, the black scorpion, nor the bald Harman, nor the bantam candlestick Castina have ever come out." ”
"It's very cautious." Lumian made an objective assessment. Franka sneered: "If I am so cautious, as long as I endure until tomorrow night, I can turn the situation around, and if I win, I can't think about it before I run outside?" Even if someone tied Gardner and chopped his hands and feet at the door, I wouldn't have come out. "That's not a convincing example...... Lumian asked rhetorically, "What if it's not Gardner who is being tied up, but Jana?" ”
"......" Franka fell silent. Feel it
The "provocateur" potion digested a little more, and Lumian, who was nearing completion, did not continue the topic, but instead asked: "What else was observed?" "For how to raid
"Black Scorpion" Roger and others, he and Franka do not have specific plans, only a few more ambiguous ideas, and are currently in the stage of pre-investigation and preparation.
Franka thought for a few seconds and said, "There's a Stinger Gang who goes back and forth between the Election Commission and here from time to time, as if to inform Roger the Black Scorpion about the real-time votes. She paused and curled the corners of her mouth: "This can be used." At the same time, Lumian laughed: "Isn't this just sleepiness meeting a pillow?"
"Caring about politics is indeed a very dangerous thing." Franka looked at Lumian with a smile, "Your sister taught you a lot of local sayings."
"What are you going to do?" Lumien was silent for two seconds and said, "If I were an 'actor', the problem would be simple, but at least I still have that pair of glasses." Franka nodded in satisfaction: "This operation is both a raid and an assassination. Assassination should be more important than raids, only then can we avoid the Warlock's home advantage to the fullest. After a brief discussion, the two moved to a shadow farther away from 126 Market Avenue but close to the Election Committee for the District's Congressmanship, and waited patiently.
Today's voting has come to an end, and the Election Commission staff are working overtime to count the ballots and produce the real-time results, and reporters from countless newspapers are crouching there, hoping to get first-hand data.
If the situation is better than expected, Yuge. Artois will be able to claim election tonight with more than half of the votes of registered voters.
As the minutes ticked by, the night grew darker and darker. Suddenly, Franka slapped Lumian and pointed to a figure that was quickly leaving the Election Commission, saying, "That's the Stinger Gang." The figure was nearly thirty years old, with black hair and brown eyes, an elongated face, a blue and white striped shirt, a light brown jacket, and a thicker gold necklace.
Lumian bowed his head slightly, left the hiding place, and walked towards the man in a pretended hurry. He pressed his dark cap low to hide his characteristic golden-mid-black hair.
The Stinger Gang saw someone approaching him and cautiously changed his course. At this time, Lumian took a diagonal step, blocked in front of him, and greeted with a smile: "Long time no see, how are you doing in the Stinger Gang?" The man froze for a moment, and with the help of the glow from the gas lamp, he observed Lumian's face.
Lumian seized the opportunity and reluctantly leaned in, holding his right hand on the other's neck and holding him into his arms.
At the same time, Lumian grabbed the metal vial with his left hand and pushed it in front of his target's nose.
He had already unscrewed the cap, but kept pressing his fingers against the mouth of the bottle to slow down the gas leaking out.
The Stinger member struggled frantically, but his mouth and nose were covered by Lumian's palm, and he couldn't make a sound, and his fists and feet were either easily defused, or his neck was pressed hard, his back was pressed by his elbow, and his head was buried in the opponent's hand, leaning against his chest, and it was difficult to hit the enemy's vital point in a hurry, and Lumian was forced to bear it.
After a few seconds, the man's struggle began to weaken, and several passers-by looked at him with emotion for a few seconds, and then walked away unnoticedly.
After a few more seconds, the man in Lumien's arms lost consciousness completely. He set it up
The "drunk" companion blocked the mouth of the bottle with his finger again. Once in an uninhabited alley cut off by barricades, Lumien dropped his target to the ground and screwed the lid on the metal vial.
"You're reckless." Franka stepped out of the shadows beside her,
"That is, in Trier, it can be like this, and in other places, someone has already questioned loudly."
"That's what I did in Trier." Lumian crouched down, stripped the Stinger Gang member of his clothes and necklace, and tied his hands and feet with the ropes he had brought with him.
After doing this, he fed the other party a little first
"Truth Elixir" before waking him up with occult salts. The sound of sneezing sounded three times in a row, and the Stinger Gang member opened his eyes and blurted out in horror: "Who are you?" What are you doing? Lumian took off the cap on his head, crouched down in front of his target, and asked with a smile, "Don't you recognize who I am?" With the help of the crimson moonlight, the Stinger Gang members saw golden's black hair and somewhat familiar faces.
His teeth suddenly cracked: "Summer, Charles." ”
"I have something to ask you, and if you don't answer or deceive me, you know what will happen." Lumian smiled.
His reputation for coldness, cruelty, and madness was so loud within the Stingers that the man's heart was almost out of his throat when he was so frightened: "I said, I said. Lumian asked with an unchanged expression, "Where were you going just now?" ”
"Go to the old man and report to him on the votes for the election, Yu Ge. Mr. Artois had already received nearly half of the votes, just a little short......" The man not only answered Lumien's question, but also went on a bunch of extras.
Lumian nodded in satisfaction and asked the Stinger Gang member in detail about how many times he had asked him
Details of the report of "Black Scorpion" Roger. This includes his attitude towards his servants, right
"Black Scorpion" Roger's name, standing position, and tone of voice, etc. With this in mind, Lumian used the drug again, causing the Stinger to pass out.
Immediately after, he changed into the other party's clothes and took them out
"Voyeur glasses", put it on the bridge of the nose. This time, he still saw the underground, where rats, insects, and snakes were abundant, but with the addition of a gloomy, dark, charred building and a molded lake face taped behind a glass window in that house.
The face had unusually hollow eyes. There was a brief confusion in Lumian's spirit, and he took it off with a frown
"Voyeur glasses" and took out a bunch of cosmetics. With the help of the crimson moonlight and the light of the small torch in Franca's hand, he smeared various things on his face with the makeup mirror he carried with him.
After about ten minutes, his face became elongated and began to resemble the Stinger Gang.
His makeup skills are not enough for him to truly restore the other person's appearance, but
The effect of the "Voyeur Glasses" will make everyone who sees the face believe that he is the guy named Arsay.
Syllable! Lumian closed the mirror, not daring to look at himself again. Franka retrieved her belongings as she made Lumian turn her back on her.
She was afraid that she would also mistake her companion for a member of the Stinger Gang, which would affect her subsequent cooperation. Examining Lumien's hair color, she pulled out the disguise props she had taken from Rentas: "Hair color and childlike color are the biggest loopholes, you use this thing to dye all your hair black, and then put on these brown contact lenses."
"Damn, everything is possible in the field of occultism, with the technology of this era, the 'actor' can actually do the 'beautiful boy', although the nature of the material is different, and it does not have the effect of changing the eyesight, but it can indeed be used to disguise the child's color, otherwise Lentas can't disguise Ev, can't disguise you. It's not scientific, but it's occult. Lumian didn't bother with the gibberish in the back of Franca, and took the occult hair dye that could be washed off with a special potion.
Under the guidance of the other party, all the black hair in the gold was brought back to pure black. Once he had put on the pair of brown contact lenses, Franka seized the time to discuss with him the details of the next raid.
The two quickly had a general idea, but did not make further refinement, first, it was too late, and second, there may be a lot of unexpected situations on the scene, they could not exhaustively list them all, so they could only adapt under the premise that the general direction and main idea remained unchanged.
At this point, Franka pulled out a coin purse. It is an off-white cloth bag the size of a fist, filled with coins of gold, silver or copper.
Franka reached into her purse, took out a few seconds, and pulled out an iron-colored ring with a thick band and tiny spikes.
"This is one of my magical items, the Ring of Punishment." She introduced Lumien: "It has only one function, which is to pierce the target's spirit body within five meters, causing him a lot of pain and making him temporarily lose the consciousness of resistance. In the mid and low ranks, there are very few extraordinary abilities that can ignore other defenses and directly attack spirits, and this is one of them. Franka paused and said, "Wearing it for a long time will make you irritable, bloodthirsty, cruel and impulsive, and using it more than three times in an hour will cause your personality to become alienated." If it is not worn, it will suffer indiscriminate psychic piercing damage once it reaches a five-meter range, and the method of sealing it is to place it in a pile of coins made of metal with useful use. "Franka is currently wearing, so neither she nor Lumien have been attacked.
She then handed it to the ground