The "flamboyant girl" Janna, with black shadows around her eyes, a black mole in the middle of her nose, and her brown hair simply tied up, walked out from the shadow of the balcony.
She asked curiously, "How did you find me? How did you know it was me?"
As an "assassin", she can use darkness and shadows to hide her body. She has used it several times in the past without being discovered. This is the first time that she has been discovered in advance.
Lumian sneered, "Next time you want to assassinate someone, remember not to wear perfume."
After reminding Jana, in order to cover up his extraordinary sense of smell, he pointed to the door of Room 207 and said half-jokingly: "I thought you opened the door and went in by yourself, but you actually waited on the balcony so politely. This is not like you."
"I've always been very polite." Janna was a little angry about being insulted. After a pause, she muttered, "You are cold, sinister, cunning and deceitful. You might have set a trap in the room and waited for others to enter.
Janna glanced at Lumian and said indignantly, "I think I understand why you guessed that I was an assassin," You first made an association with the perfect infiltration route I gave you, and then deliberately deceived me. Fuck, if I had been calmer at the time, you would definitely say, hahahaha, you were kidding.
Ms. Jenna, your reaction time is a bit slow, Lumian laughed.
"What ma'am, what miss? You're not a polite person, just call me Janna.
"Janna controlled her urge to swear and asked curiously, "What is a reflex arc?" She felt that this was not a good word, but she didn't know why it was bad.
Miss, have you completed compulsory education? Lumian muttered inwardly, opened the door and explained casually: "For example, you, Franka, Baron Brinell and" Hammer At heard me tell a joke at the same time, Franka and Baron Brinell laughed at the time, and you came to me a day later and said: Haha, it's so funny!
You bastard!" Janna was finally sure that she was being laughed at. She followed Lumian into room 207 and asked in confusion, "What about Tieteita? Why didn't he laugh?" Lumian tilted his head and looked at her seriously. Dead people can't laugh. Janna was stunned at first, then she laughed, and she almost leaned forward and backward with laughter.
"You, haha," you really have a sense of humour, she said to him intermittently while laughing.
Lumian lit the calcium carbide lamp in the room, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "What are you doing in the Golden Rooster Inn
"I'm here to get my gun back!" Janna closed the door with her backhand, pulled over the tattered armchair, turned it over in front of herself, sat on it, and placed her hands on the backrest. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she said with curiosity: "You actually killed Hammer Et, it's more powerful than I thought," Don't tell me how you did it, let me guess.
You... you asked me whether the alliance washing room is big or not, which means you want to take advantage of the environment there. "Fxxx, I thought of it, I thought of it, you have that perverted sleeping pill on you, it's very suitable for use in a place like the alliance washing room, it's almost like a pigeon cage!" Fuck, "I can imagine the desperate expression on Iron Hammer's face when he found out that he didn't have much strength left while fighting. The thugs outside couldn't get in and didn't dare to shoot randomly. Janna became more and more excited as she spoke, as if the person who assassinated Iron Hammer was her." Lumian, who still had some brains, said politely despite himself.
"Heh!" Jannah shook her hands and looked at Lumian. "What I don't understand is why you weren't affected by the drug? If you smelled that bottle of shit in advance, would the effect last that long
Lumian smiled and said, "I remember a sentence you said before, 'Don't look at things you shouldn't look at, don't listen to things you shouldn't listen to, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.'" Janna was angry and annoyed. She glared at Lumian and didn't ask any more questions.
Lumian took out her small revolver and threw it to her. Janna caught it accurately and laughed softly: "You don't even dare to come to me and give it back to me personally?" She smacked her lips and snorted, "Is there something about me that scares you?" At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the state of teasing Lumian when they first met.
Lumian looked at her and said, "You are quite brave. You dare to enter a stranger's room in the middle of the night dressed like this." Janna was still dressed the same way as she performed that night. Her white short top exposed a large area of her chest skin, and her off-white fluffy skirt failed to cover the sides of the backrest because her legs were apart.
Janna deliberately covered her mouth and laughed softly twice. "Underground, I didn't have the strength to resist, and you didn't do anything, let alone now. "You really still have your virginity, right? Do you want me to help you, a mature and beautiful sister, to know the beauty of the adult world?" As she spoke, she deliberately lowered her body to show more of her chest to Lumian.
Lumian did not evade, but watched this calmly. Who was afraid of whom? Jenna did not get the dodging gaze and blushing expression she expected, and gradually became a little uncomfortable. She sat up straight and muttered, "No fun, coward."
The next second, Lumian stood up suddenly, and Janna's expression changed suddenly.
"what are you up to?"
Lumian curled his lips and turned to the wooden table: "Pour a glass of light beer." "Would you like one?" "The Golden Rooster Hotel does not provide the option of boiling water. The tenants either drink tap water directly or get some light beer as water.
No need." Janna breathed a sigh of relief. Lumian gulped down a few sips of light beer to get the topic back on track. "How do you know you're older than me?" "I saw your wanted poster at Franca's place. Hello, little brother Lumian, who is not yet 18 years old, and I, your sister, am already 21 years old." Janna gradually felt a little proud.
“Are you only 12 years old mentally?” Lumian taunted, then asked, “How did you know the route to sneak into that room?”
Franca has long wanted to assassinate the Sting Gang members? Janna pursed her lips and said.
"I have been collecting intelligence for almost a month, just waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Maggot, but who knew that you got there first? The Mill Dance was previously under Maggot's control.
"Do you have a grudge against Maggot?" Lumian asked.
"He didn't do anything to me," Janana lowered her eyes slightly, "When I first arrived at the market area, I met another "exaggerated female singer" while looking for singing opportunities in various dance halls. She was a few years older than me, took good care of me, corrected my singing voice, and helped me find performance opportunities. She was raped by Maggot more than a month ago. Fuck, did he think that "exaggerated women" had their legs spread wide? Later, she left the market area, and later, I heard that she was in a mental hospital... That was the first time I asked Franca to obtain extraordinary powers and wanted to do something for her.
Luan was silent for a few seconds and said, "You see, one should not hesitate. I decided to kill Maggot that morning, and I killed him that night." "Jenna was angry and happy." Everyone has a different style, and Lumian changed the subject.
"Tomorrow morning Baron Brinell will take me to see the Boss. Do you know what kind of man he is?"
Janna thought for a moment and said, "I haven't seen him, I just heard some things from Franca." He lives in the Memorial District. He is very lustful and has many women, but he is not perverted. His preferences are quite normal. All of them are the type that Franca likes. He is a businessman. There is a yard next to the steam train station that belongs to him. He also has a lot of shares in the nearby Lister Wharf. He also has freight companies and construction companies, which can provide jobs for many Savoyard people. "You don't know, when the Sting Gang first started, there was a big conflict between the Savoyard Party and them. The coolies in the yard and the porters on the dock all came, filling up the street, just like a protest march. There are so many people that they can be an army if they are armed.
Lumian motioned for Janna to continue, and Janna pulled her collar a little higher. "Franka said that he is very kind to people, even if the other person is just a coolie, but don't be fooled by his appearance. The purpose of his actions is mainly to make others have no defense against him." He is very smart and insidious, and often plays with others in the palm of his hand. You must not anger him, otherwise Franka can't save you. "He is very strong, seems to be good at using fire, and has a magical item.
Good at using fire, a Sequence 7 of the Hunter Path, an "arsonist"? No, Franka said he was very strong, and Franka was most likely a Sequence 7 of the "Witch" Path. Since she was a "witch", with that kind of evaluation, the boss of the Savoy Party is likely to be more than Sequence 7. The Black Scorpion Roger of the Sting Gang only has a gift equivalent to Sequence 7, so he can be the boss, and the "warlock" may not necessarily beat the "witch". Franka "can obviously be the boss of a gang herself, but she is willing to be the mistress of that guy. I wonder if she has a conspiracy, or is his strength and background really much stronger than Franka's? Lumian's mind raced, and he began to analyze.
Janna stood up and said, "You should dress more manly tomorrow. Don't be like Baron Brinell. The boss likes his men who are more aggressive and more like wolfhounds.
I see, Lumian sneered. I'm afraid I'm too aggressive.
Janna rolled her eyes, "Yeah, even though you saved me, sometimes I can't help but want to slap you!" In short, don't go too far. She tied the gun bag back to her calf, walked to the door, and yawned unabashedly, "I'm going home. Hey, I can't go to the Mill Ballroom to sing recently." Why are you still living in such a bad room
"Although her accommodation is not that good, it is much better than the Golden Rooster Hotel."
Lumian smiled and said, "This is my territory."
"Heh." Janna said nothing more, entered the dark corridor with little light, and disappeared there. Lumian washed up and lay down on the bed. He was thinking about meeting the leader of the Savoy Party tomorrow while slowly falling asleep.