Baron Brinell did not answer Lumian's question immediately. He put down his mahogany pipe and took a leisurely sip of coffee. "I am not an official, and I have no obligation to help them catch wanted criminals.
“If we hand over a person with a wanted warrant, we will lose a lot of talented people in the Sawa Party.
"The most important thing is that your reward is not high. It's far from enough to make me excited. Of course, if you do anything that is not good for us in the market area, I don't mind tying you up and having someone send you to the police station in exchange for a fairly substantial reward."
Baron Brinell's hidden meaning is: the Savoy Party itself has many wanted people, and as long as you are obedient, I can pretend that I didn't see you.
"You had someone follow me just to confirm what I was going to do?" Lumian suddenly realized.
Baron Brinell nodded appreciatively: "I'm glad you understand my intention."
"I came to Trier with only one purpose, and that was to find them."
"Would you like a cup of coffee?"
“No thanks.” Lumian rejected Baron Brinell’s invitation. “I just want to find those people as soon as possible.” Then, he opened his arms and said, “Praise the sun, let us all live in the light!”
After saying that, Lumian turned around and walked towards the stairs step by step, not caring at all that his back was exposed to the hidden guns of the thugs.
"Tell me in detail how he found you and how he forced you to do it. Don't leave out any details."
After giving the order, Baron Brinell held his mahogany pipe in his mouth, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
Trembling with fear, Misiri recounted his entire experience from beginning to end.
"Baron, why didn't you teach that kid a lesson just now? Why did you let him go so easily?"
Baron Brinell tapped his mahogany pipe twice on the table and asked with a smile, "Teach him a lesson
"Do you know his sequence number, what abilities he possesses, and what weapons he has?"
"I don't know." The thug answered honestly.
Baron Brinell stood up at the sound of the chair moving back, and smashed the thug's head with the mahogany pipe in his right hand.
With a bang, the thug's forehead cracked a little and bright red blood flowed out, but he didn't dare to scream or dodge. He just stood there cowering with a look of fear on his face.
Baron Brinell put away his pipe and looked at him with a cold expression: "How dare you teach him a lesson without knowing any intelligence
"Come, I'll give you my seat and see how long you can live!"
Without waiting for the thugs to respond, Baron Brinell smiled again.
"Didn't you notice something wrong with Lumian Lee's wanted poster?" The reward for capturing him and the reward for providing clues were too small, one was only 3,000 Fel Gold and the other was 500.
"What does this mean? It means that the authorities do not want us to deal with Lumian Lee directly, but to provide intelligence and let them do it themselves." I can only think of two reasons for doing this. First, Lumian Lee is very dangerous. Allowing bounty hunters to capture him will cause large-scale casualties and cause unnecessary losses. Second, Lumian Lee has something very precious on him, and the authorities do not want it to fall into the hands of bounty hunters.
"If I had just taught Lumian a lesson, Li, it would be fine if it was the second possibility, but if it was the first possibility, what do you think our chances of survival are?"
The thug nodded repeatedly and did not dare to argue.
Baron Brinell sat down again, picked up the coffee cup and said, "Moreover, from his performance in dealing with Missili and the fact that he dared to come to me directly, it can be seen that he is a ruthless, decisive person who has a certain degree of confidence in his own ability." I bet that if I had mainly used threats just now and wanted to make him completely surrender, he would have taken action immediately. He really dares to kill.
“Haha, this is his strength, but also his weakness. Without knowing my strength and how many ambushes there are here, he dared to come here with the intention of killing people. Sooner or later, he will suffer for this.”
Baron Brinell took a sip of coffee and closed his eyes. "Let's wait and see whether we should give him some help and protection. This kind of ruthless country boy with a wanted warrant is a very useful knife."
Outside the Breeze Ballroom.
Lumian looked back at the white spherical statue made up of skulls and walked towards the nearest public carriage station.
On the way here, he had actually made a plan to kill people to silence them but ultimately did not carry it out.
What he expected was that once Baron Brinell threatened him with the wanted order or showed some hostility, he would pretend to be afraid and tell the other party that he was wanted because he took a very powerful extraordinary weapon from the ruins of Cordu Village, and he was willing to hand it over in exchange for protection.
If Baron Brinell is strong and confident, and is willing to let Lumian approach with a weapon, then when Lumian gets close, he will suddenly attack and pretend to assassinate, but in fact he will actively put the "Corrupted Mercury" into the other party's hands.
In that case, Baron Brinell without gloves will become the puppet of this evil dagger. After many days of getting along and "communication" from time to time, "Corrupted Mercury" no longer dares to disobey Lumian's words to a certain extent. As long as it does not conflict with its instinct to find the "knife holder", it will do things according to Lumian's instructions, even if it has been controlled by others.
By then, Baron Brinell will surely change his attitude and turn his enemy into a friend. After a few days, when no one will suspect Lumian, he will mysteriously disappear into the depths of underground Trier with a few of his men who know the truth, never to be seen again.
If Baron Brinell did not let Lumian approach with the "Corrupted Mercury", but instead asked one of his thugs to take the silver-black dagger, then Lumian's strategy would be to first turn that thug into the "knife holder", then use words to cover up his abnormality and give corresponding instructions to the "Corrupted Mercury".
Afterwards, let the puppet raid Baron Brinell and exchange his fate of becoming the "Knife-wielder" with him.
After completing this task, Lumian would break through if he could, or surrender if he couldn't, and wait for the exchange of fate to be completed - even if the original puppet died because it could no longer attack, as long as the "Corrupted Mercury" itself was not seriously damaged, the exchange of fate would not be terminated.
As for the torture he might suffer after surrendering, Lumian didn't care at all. As long as he didn't die, he would be fully recovered by six o'clock the next morning.
Perfume can cover up the stench of a corpse, and powder can cover up rotten skin!
To be honest, Lumian had some struggles in the cafe on the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom, hesitating whether to take action.
The reason he finally gave up was that Baron Brinell showed a certain amount of kindness to him, a wanted criminal. And the kindness of a villain often means that he wants to take advantage of the other party.
“If Baron Brinell really wanted to use me, he would definitely take the initiative to help me conceal my identity and tell me in advance about the unusual movements of certain bounty hunters…” Lumian laughed as he pondered.
This is a good thing!
As for whether he would be put in a very dangerous situation because of being used, Lumian already had some ideas.
By that time, he and Baron Brinell should have been familiar with each other.
It will be easier to start if you are familiar with it!
When being used by the other party to do something extremely dangerous and something he was not willing to consider, Lumian had only one choice, which was to kill Baron Brinell.
Huh... Lumian let out a breath and thought about how to further disguise himself.
He had some confidence in his disguise. As long as he did not "reveal" his relationship with the parish priest and Mrs. Puaris like he did when he went to see Anthony and Reed, and let the other party make corresponding associations, he would not be recognized directly.
But the incident with Baron Brinell made him realize that he might have underestimated other extraordinary people.
Since there are "hunters" who are good at tracking, there may be other sequences that are better than recognizing people.
"Baron Brinell or one of his subordinates should have similar abilities..." Lumian nodded imperceptibly.
This is confirmed by the fact that Aosta was found several times after moving.
Thinking of this, Lumian stopped at the bus stop, got on a brown double-decker carriage, and spent 30 copeks to pick a seat in the carriage - if he sat on the roof, that is, the upper level, it would only cost 15 copeks.
The carriage started slowly and drove towards the observatory area.
Lumian looked out the window and saw passers-by in various clothes hurrying by, bicycles jingling, horse-drawn carriages belonging to different companies, and humanoid machines made of gears, valves, pipes, levers, etc. The metal backpack behind it was emitting white steam, driving it forward step by step.
"Praise the sun!"
The scorching sun shines on the pedestrians on the street with their arms outstretched.
Ding ding ding, the nearby church bells rang, it was twelve o'clock noon.