Lumian sat at the entrance of the alley opposite the congressman's office, mixed in with a group of homeless people. After tracking and observing, he had roughly figured out the whole thing: someone in the congressman's office had found a trusted police officer in advance and asked him to pay attention to cases of death due to infection with strange diseases in the jurisdiction, suppress similar incidents, not report to the corresponding official Beyonders, and take away the evidence found and send it to the congressman's office.
This also shows that the unhealthy young man who spat in the handkerchief and threw it away was well aware of the consequences of his actions, otherwise, if he had not mentioned the matter, the person in the congressman's office would never have asked the police headquarters for help!
Lumian stared at the ochre-colored four-story building, his hands clenched into fists without him noticing, but he ultimately did not do anything drastic.
After a long while, he exhaled slowly. At this time, he saw a familiar figure walking out of the door of the building where the congressman's office was located.
The man wore a half-high silk hat, held a dark-colored cane in his hand, and was dressed in a neat black suit. He had a thick brown beard around his mouth and chin, and there were some wrinkles around the edges of his dark blue, almost black eyes.
He is Bono Goodwill, the owner of the Goodwill Chemical Plant. He left the celebratory dinner earlier than the Savoy Party boss Gardner Martin last night, and his photo occasionally appears in the news in some newspapers.
Lumian withdrew his gaze and waited for a while until the Chief Inspector walked out of the congressman's office alone and returned to the police headquarters. Then he got up and left the alley where many homeless people were lying, and randomly found a cafe to have a simple late breakfast.
It was almost 11 o'clock when he knocked on Franca's door again.
"How is it going? Has the official Beyonder taken over?" Franka had already gotten up and changed into her favorite white ladies' shirt and light-colored breeches.
Lumian shook his head. “No.” He walked into the apartment and explained further, “It was suppressed by a chief inspector of the police headquarters.”
"Those people in the congressman's office also know that spitting anywhere will cause problems!" Franca understood what was going on as soon as she heard it and couldn't help but sneer.
Lumian found a seat in the sofa area and sat down, starting from when the police came to investigate the scene and all the way to when the chief inspector walked into the congressman's office.
Franca looked into his eyes, pondered for a few seconds and said, "I know you are unwilling and you may be a little angry. In fact, I can understand that although the couple has nothing to do with you, you tried hard to save them but failed. Most people can sympathize with similar tragic experiences.
"But I still want to tell you, be patient, be patient, and be patient again. Don't be impulsive, and don't take extreme measures to retaliate. That's someone close to the congressman. If something really goes wrong, it will be a big deal, and it's not something you and I can handle." qqxδnew Seeing that Lumian didn't refute or show any other emotions, Franka secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I still say that it's best to let the official Beyonders investigate this matter. I will let them know about this case through my channels and point out the identity and characteristics of the suspect.
"Although the important evidence should have been lost at this time, and the body is probably sent for cremation via a fast-track procedure, as long as the official Beyonders know that there are extraordinary abilities that are not normal in the jurisdiction, and they focus on the person I predicted, they will find out about his problem sooner or later." Hearing this, Lumian nodded slowly: "Let's do this." Franca was relieved and said thoughtfully: "I will hide the specific things, and only say that a strange disease that causes whole body ulcers has appeared in the market area, which is suspected to be from a handkerchief wrapped with thick phlegm by a staff member in the congressman's office. Similar things have been suppressed by the General Police Department.
"If not, the official Beyonders will probably suspect you are the source of the intelligence and conduct a detailed investigation on you." Lumian
He said "hmm" to indicate that there was no problem. After saying goodbye to Franca and leaving White Coat Street, he met Janna on his way to Breeze Ballroom.
"Hey, isn't this Chelia?" Lumian greeted.
The "exaggerated girl" is now wearing a very simple gray-blue long skirt. Her brown hair is half tied up and half hanging naturally. There is no makeup on her face. She looks very beautiful and no longer has that kind of decadent charm.
Hearing Ciel calling out her real name, Janna gritted her teeth and said, "You should just call me Janna!" Lumian looked her up and down and said, "Your mother beat you with a broom? Are you planning to quit the underground singer circle?"
"Fuck! You just hope that nothing good will happen to me, right?" Janna spat.
"My mother is such a gentle and reasonable person, how could she hit me with a broom?" At this point, her expression became more proud. "She opposed me singing in the dance hall at first, thinking it was dangerous and would easily lead to my downfall, but after I told her how much I could earn every week and that I didn't have to sleep with any man, she was no longer so determined and said that after work today, she would come to the Breeze Dance Hall to watch my performance. Fuck, what should I do?"
"How would your mother react if she saw you wearing a low-cut skirt, raising your legs high, and singing 'He's good with his fingers'?" Lumian asked deliberately.
"He will go on stage and beat me to death!" Janna rubbed her brown hair. She thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to wear those overly revealing dresses. Didn't I try to sing in a small dress last time? The response was not bad. Well, it's been a while, I can try again. The only thing left is to choose songs. I will discuss it with Franca. She has great taste and can even compose her own music and lyrics, but they are all rather strange..." Lumian smiled and said, "If it doesn't work, I can ask René to hold a theme night event.
"The theme for tonight at the Breeze Ballroom will be
"Love. This could be paired with some less vulgar love songs.
"Good idea!" Janna's eyes lit up. She looked at Lumian and thanked him awkwardly: "You have a quick mind, uh, fuck, thank you!" Without waiting for Lumian's response, Janna instinctively looked around and lowered her voice and said: "I also told my mother that I am a good friend of the Savoy Party's Red Boots' and I was protected by her, so I was able to sing in the Breeze Ballroom and was well protected. I went to see you that day to ask for a raise in the singing fee, and you agreed because of Franca.
"If my mother comes to ask you, you will answer like this." Lumian nodded and said sarcastically: "You are colluding with others."
"This is called benign concealment." Janna responded happily.
"I have to wait at least for another year to save up enough money for tuition and pay off my debts." Lumian looked at the acting apprentice and asked thoughtfully, "Have you ever thought about finding a way to get the accident compensation you deserve?" Puzzled,
"The court hasn't made a final decision yet." Lumian smiled and said, "Why wait for the court
"We can demand the actions that the 'business guardians' protect."
"The factory owner didn't say he wouldn't pay. He kept appealing because he had objections to the division of responsibilities and the amount of compensation..." Janna looked at Lumian suspiciously.
"You want to force him to compensate us? That's illegal!"
"Illegal?" Lumian said with amusement.
"As a gang leader, I break the law every day. Didn't you want to assassinate Maggot to avenge your friend before? At that time, why didn't you think that it was illegal?" Janna's words paused, and she muttered, "Magot is a gang leader, and he has done a lot of bad things. Each of them is enough to send him to the gallows."
"So you want to punish him for the sake of the law?" Lumian laughed.
"That factory owner might have done a lot of bad things. We can cover our faces, sneak into his house, tie him up, and force him to compensate everyone. Alternatively, we can just ask him to hand over the money and you can divide it privately to avoid suspicion in the subsequent investigation. Janna showed an embarrassment: "Let me think about it, let me think about it." Charles is worthy of being a gang leader. Talking about illegal and criminal matters is as easy as eating meat and drinking.
Lumian did not persuade her any further. Since Janna herself was not anxious, there was no need for him to be anxious for her. As evening approached, Lumian sat in the cafe on the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom, waiting for another night to come.
He has nothing to do for now, just waiting for Franca or the boss to find it for him.
Auxiliary materials for the "Arsonist" potion, officially reaching Sequence 7.
"Boss, what do you want to eat tonight?" Louis saw that it was getting dark, and leaned over to ask Lumian. Lumian was about to answer when he saw Janna coming up.
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The "exaggerated girl" has changed into the rose-colored long dress she wore before. The hem of the skirt is supported by the bones, like an inverted flower.
Her long brown hair was simply tied into a bun, with most of it hanging down very smoothly. Her makeup was very light, mainly to highlight her natural skin and delicate features. There was a black mole in the middle of her right cheek, and she held a folding fan with exquisite patterns in her hand.
Louis and Sakota were both stunned. They couldn't believe this.
"Little bitch" Janna. Janna asked Lumian a little nervously: "Is this okay?"
"Very good." Lumian did not attack Jenna again. At this moment, a loud rumbling sound came from afar, the ground shook noticeably, and the glass windows of the cafe made a clattering sound.
"Fuck, what happened?" Janna looked out the window in astonishment. Lumian stood up, walked to the window, looked outside, and found that all the pedestrians were confused and a little panicked.
He looked into the distance and found that there seemed to be conspicuous black smoke rising in the south.
"Go find out what happened." Lumian ordered Louis. After Louis went downstairs, Janna came to Lumian's side and saw that the black smoke was coming out of the southern part of the market area. She suddenly became a little nervous and worried, and was very uneasy.
After a while, Louis returned to the cafe and reported to Lumian: "Boss, there was an explosion at the Goodville Chemical Plant." With a snap, Lumian turned his head and saw the fan in Janna's hand fell to the ground.
Janna seemed to have lost her soul in an instant, and she muttered: "My mother, my mother is there..."