"Bang." Throwing the female corpse with only the upper body into the dark room of the tea room, the buddy clapped his hands, and took out a small iron box from his pocket. After opening the box, you can see the emission inside. Tobacco with a faint fragrance.
He took out a piece of rough paper from the drawer next to it, shook the tobacco into it, struck a match and lit it, and then handed the tobacco box to Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan didn't speak, but shook his head, and sat down next to him.
That buddy still seemed to regard Lu Chuan as a partner who worked with him, and began to complain.
"Oh, when did you say that this day is the head, working in such a dark place every day, and dealing with corpses every day, although the salary is much higher than other places, but it always feels very difficult to live, especially I see women who were tortured to death every day... Alas." His complaints floated in the air along with the blue smoke from the cigarettes.
Compared with his complaints, Lu Chuan has always been taciturn. The more he speaks, the more likely he will be detected, so it is best to keep his speech as concise as possible.
"What's the matter with you today? I usually talk so much."
"I've caught a cold, cough cough..." Lu Chuan coughed pretendingly twice, and the buddy stopped chasing after him deeply, but started talking about himself.
"Just now I dragged in the girl, you should know? I told you some time ago, a very petite and cute girl. She was a girl from Neijian. Later, because of a situation in the family, she had to come to the third. Lou, it's fast to make money here, but... the money is made, and people die." After a thoughtful faint smoke, the buddy shook the ashes that had been burnt to ashes.
Lu Chuan still said nothing.
In fact, he could stop the scene that happened just now.
But he resisted.
Because the other party is just a person who is not familiar with him, and his current identity cannot be revealed, if there is any disturbance here, I am afraid that his identity as a'stowaway' will be announced soon.
He doesn't know exactly what strange master is hidden in Noxus, but it is best to keep a low profile when he can stand still.
At this moment, footsteps came from the top of the stairs.
The buddy was shocked and patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder, "Business is here, take good care of the guests, and I will remember to bring out the woman in room ⅩⅡ that I told you later, throw it in the dark, and finish work at night. Bring it over for cremation."
After instructing Lu Chuan, he hurriedly got up and stood at the door waiting in a respectful manner.
Lu Chuan leaned his back against the wall, the corner of his eye squinted slightly, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Morrison!
The guy Lu Chuan was looking for was finally long overdue, just a person.
"Sir, which room is reserved?"
"Number III." Morrison spoke slowly, his voice sounding very serious. It's just that the oily look on his face makes his face a bit funny, especially when he has a straight face.
"Okay sir, please follow." The man nodded and bowed in front, opened the golden door with the key, and led the Morrison into it.
It's just that Lu Chuan's eyebrows trembled slightly at this moment.
A murderous look!
An invisible and bitter murderous aura was accidentally revealed, but it was quickly restrained back.
But it was still caught by Lu Chuan.
Whose murderousness is this
Obviously it was not Morrison's, Lu Chuan directly ruled out him, and the buddy who had been in the pantry with him just now was only in the brass realm, and it was impossible to release that level of murderous aura.
And a guy who was still very emotional at the life and death of others at the last moment is absolutely impossible to become a murderous killer.
But apart from these two people, is there any third party breaking into his sight.
However, Lu Chuan's perception told him that Morrison was in danger, and it was obvious that someone was following him behind him.
Lu Chuan's goal is to get close to Morrison, and at the same time, with the help of his peacekeepers, to lobby Noxus to cancel the idea of using a knife against Demacia.
So if something goes wrong with Morrison, it will become difficult for him to do it.
Pulling the brim of the hat down to cover his eyes, Lu Chuan followed closely behind him and slipped in before the golden door closed.
"Let me do the next thing." Lu Chuan walked quickly to the side of that buddy, whispered to him in a low voice, and then refused to allow him to agree or not, so he gently pushed him aside.
That buddy stared at Lu Chuan in surprise, as if he was still wondering why'he' has become so strong today, but he didn't do it well in front of the guests, so the buddy also nodded gently, and then put the key in his hand. Passed it to Lu Chuan.
"Sir, please here." Lu Chuan lowered his voice and walked ahead to lead Morrison.
Morrison seemed to be a little uneasy, so he didn't notice the interlude that the waiter who led the way changed in the middle.
When the two came to the door of Room Ⅲ, Lu Chuan stopped and took out the key to open the door, and made a please gesture to Molinsen.
Morrison walked in, and Lu Chuan stepped in with his heel.
Then gently close the door.
"Papa." With the sound of closing the door, Morrison suddenly remembered something, turned his head and stared at Lu Chuan, with a look of panic on his face, "You... What are you doing here? Here is what you can do. Where are you coming in?"
Lu Chuan slowly took off the hat of the robe, revealing a strange face that Morrison had never seen before.
The two of them had never met before.
Morrison took a step back subconsciously, "You... what do you want to do?"
"Sir, I am not malicious, I just want to come and talk with you." Lu Chuan made a gesture, wanting Morrison to calm down first.
In fact, he didn't want to use this way of forcibly breaking in. If he could, Lu Chuan planned to approach Morrison in a smoother way, but the current situation was a little bit special.
"Talk about it? Talk about what?" Morrison's vigilance was concentrated, and at the same time, he slowly stretched his hand into his pocket.
In that pocket, maybe there is something that can save your life.
"Calm down, please calm down first, sir. Actually, I don't want to approach you in this way, but the situation is a bit..." Lu Chuan flipped his wrist and held a blood-drinking sword in his hand.
Just when Morrison was about to take out the things in his pocket, Lu Chuan suddenly turned around and slashed towards the door with a sword.
The gate was not broken by that sword, but instead made a sound of sword collision.
"啨!"
Afterwards, a figure slowly emerged.
"Oh? You have a keen sense of smell, but it's nothing more than adding another corpse in the gutter."