Wangdu, Xiacheng District.

Red Lady Club, 2nd floor.

The dark-toned room should have been full of ambiguity, but in the eyes of the maid, someone's presence was like a piece of dry ice that destroyed the atmosphere, and this should have been the time to adjust.

Jiang Yuan put down the dossier that recorded the breathing method, and said lightly:

"Go get another copy."

"Yes."

The serving maid bowed her head and left.

According to information gleaned from the club, Lady Red, one of the top leaders of the Fallen Monks, is actually a lady of the palace lament, commonly known as the Minister of the Interior, who is regarded by Whitehall as the "Interior Minister".

The Red Lady's power comes from George IV, as a well-known lover, she and the queen have an extremely bad relationship, but she holds a special secret treasure, the White Tower is recorded as A-032, which can theoretically enhance her beauty and attractiveness without limit.

Due to the fact that there are serious things to deal with during the day and night, the masked ball held for the Red Lady can only be selected in the early morning, which is a particularly unreasonable time period, and the Secret Treasure Joy, A-032 is launched under the condition of organizing large-scale "illegal" activities, so the professional Red Lady Club came into being, and the chain is spread to all parts of the territory.

All miracles must have a price, and the use of secret treasures requires corresponding pay.

With a high enough perspective, someone can easily gain insight into the secret, the secret treasure is the product of the past era, the transcendent characteristics fell into the spirit world, solidified and floated, and A-032 comes from the path of fate and demons, depriving others of the fate contained in their beauty, in order to achieve the "fate" level of "love".

At the cost of "cold misfortune".

Jiang Yuan got up, the treacherous power of the Sinking Monks Guild was not good at frontal combat, and usually had knights as assistants and guards, and the number of breathing methods in the headquarters was considerable, and during the waiting period, he had already finished reading seven volumes.

The next second, the door opened, and Green returned, his face much calmer.

"Let's change your clothes, the prom is about to begin."

"I'm very interested in breathing, can I take pictures?"

"One at most, enough for you."

……

The 6th floor of the Red Lady Club.

In the huge space, the famous orchestra of the royal capital has been in place, and as the conductor raises his hand, the prelude sounds, and the long and graceful rhythm suddenly echoes in everyone's ears.

A complete feast requires a good main course, but also a good side dish, desserts, drinks, and accompaniments, and it's not just someone who comes by appointment, in fact, the "Red Lady's Masked Ball" is a great event among the high-ranking members of the kingdom.

At the end of the ball, guests return to being polite gentlemen and ladies in a variety of solemn social spaces, but during this time, it is a time of joy to release their nature.

There was no speech, and when the music played, nearly 100 guests began to choose their dance partners one after another, and the touch between their bodies seemed to make the air hot.

"That adult will only come out last, remember to save your energy." Green looked at someone enviously, this Northwest guy put on a tuxedo made by the top tailor of the royal capital, and seemed to have transformed into a prince-like dignified figure, even the white hand bow tie and square silk scarf were meticulous.

Green took a step first, came to the crowd and bowed his head and kissed the back of the hand of an ignorant lady, the other party is the only heir to the noble giant of the metallurgical industry, with a viscount-level honor, and the mask can't hide anything at all, but here, everyone has a new identity, even if it is the first time, they can adapt very quickly.

Jiang Yuan stood at the table, tasting the wine brought by the waiter, and carrying Mi Yi to this kind of party made him feel a little strange.

In the crowd, a lady in a short dress was the first to walk to the table, her moist complexion was unusually dazzling in the dim environment, she had long legs, and she wore white silk stockings that were popular with the upper class because they were neat and easy to dirty.

"Mr. Swordsman, let's see if we can dance together if only I can guess your true profession."

"Looks like I'm involved in some misfortune."

"A detective is a seeker of knowledge, not a calamity."

Charlotte Fillens pinched the corner of her skirt and bowed to salute, Jiang Yuan stretched out her hand, in the vigorous waltz, the steps beat with the rhythm of the music, and in the rotation process, because of the slow speed, the dance steps were complex and colorful.

Continuous movements of knees, ankles, soles, and metatoes.

The body rises, falls, and swings.

The ups and downs are continuous, and the dancing posture is elegant.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the venue gradually became warmer, the rhythm of the orchestra became lingering and softened, the heat in the air became more and more obvious, and many women's dresses had inexplicably faded to the waist.

The noise broke the delicate tune, and the men and women of all positions fell, some of them lay down directly at the table, and after obtaining permission from both parties, the waiters and maids joined the battle.

The scene was chaotic until the members of the orchestra broke down their sanity, and the rhythm of the scene completely changed from elegant to savage and primitive.

At the end of the waltz, Charlotte took off the mask on her face, the jeweled necklace around her neck shimmered, her burgundy eyes swept over the scene, and after locking on to her target, she immediately pulled out a gorgeously shaped revolver from under her tuxe.

In the blink of an eye, the walls of the sixth floor of Madame Scarlet's Club shattered, and a huge black shadow crashed into it, and the sunlight poured into the room, illuminating its steel thorn-like fur.

It was a strangely deformed hound, the dripping pus corroded the floor to ash, and the wind blew away several gentlemen who were still fighting, and the mighty tail swept off, and some people were scraped away in front of them in an instant.

The Abyss of Judgment burst out with a vast crimson light, and the turbulence swirled wildly from the muzzle of the gun, ignoring the target's movement speed and hitting the hound's head with a daze.

The crimson light engulfed the prey, and the aftermath destroyed the entire wall of the sixth floor, and before it was about to shoot towards the city center, the light scattered into countless fine rays, like a meteor falling, and hit the prey again, penetrating through the five floors, burying it deep underground.

Famous guns usually have three modes, one is bullet reloading, which is used in the effect blessing style, and the other is Force Bombardment, the latter can reach the destructive power of the Sanctuary as long as it can supply a small amount of energy needed to shoot the gun, and as for the special mode used for desperate use, there is little record in history.

The famous gun is a walking sanctuary.

The gales in the sky were gusting, and the unknown spices that had been mixed in the air of the venue were evaporated, and most of the guests came to their senses, but a few were still embarrassed.

Jiang Yuan walked to the round table in front of him, and took out the camera he had applied for from Green before going upstairs from underneath, and at this moment there was a big scandal in front of him that could shock the whole country, and from the moment he stepped into the club, the "quality" contained in his fate crushed the controllable limit of A-032, and this accident was bound to become a sharp sword to stab at the Red Lady.

"You're actually taking pictures at this kind of party?"

"Leave it as a souvenir, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Charlotte was speechless.

In less than five minutes, the Whitehall Rider surrounded the Red Lady Club, dispersing the onlookers, the White Tower recorded A-055, the Baskerville Hound, this secret treasure is known as the "noble butcher", the activation conditions are not yet known, once the prey is anchored, all the direct bloodlines will be killed in turn, the point is that the Baskerville Hound will not die, and the curse will only disappear when the blood runs dry.

(End of chapter)