Su Lun watched the short-haired woman quietly move towards the supplies room at the back of the club, and he followed quietly with a glass of wine.
Su Lun's disguise skills were extraordinary. His steps were frivolous, and his eyes showed just the right amount of drunkenness. As he walked, in the dim light, he quietly poured a colorless and odorless potion into a wine glass. It was very similar.
A greasy man who is up to no good.
Seeing that the short-haired woman was about to rush into the spare room at the back, Su Lun pretended to be too drunk and stumbled into her.
The collision happened to spill the wine in the glass onto the nun's uniform of the short-haired woman.
The nuns were black, and although it was hard to tell when they were wet, the large pieces of them stuck to the body and made people feel uncomfortable. The whole body was smelt of alcohol.
Su Lun stood firm and glanced at the short-haired woman in front of him. He seemed attracted to her beauty and apologized repeatedly: "Oh, I'm sorry, miss, I bumped into you."
Although his language was gentlemanly, his hands were already on his slim waist, and he asked close to him: "Would you like to have a drink with me?"
"..."
A hint of imperceptible disgust flashed across Emilia's eyes.
Doubt flashed through my mind for a moment.
Obviously he had been very careful to avoid everyone, where did this guy come from?
She really had no mood for this kind of vulgar approach, especially her squinting eyes, which was so disgusting.
But as a disguised club maid, she couldn't refuse.
A strange color flashed in her eyes for a moment, and she turned to look at the guest with a professional smile: "Sorry, guest, I'm going to get the wine from the table now. Can you wait for me at your seat? I'll come back in a moment."
You."
Both of them are playing with each other.
Su Lun knew that this woman wanted to find an opportunity to slip away, and she also knew that he could force her to stay, but that would be boring.
He also asked ambiguously: "What's your name, Miss?"
Emilia didn't want to get entangled, so she casually said a fake name and raised an eyebrow, "Alice."
Su Lun also winked and responded: "Then Miss Alice, don't keep me waiting~"
"Okay."
Emilia nodded with a smile.
As soon as he turned around, he rolled his eyes in disgust and left quickly.
.......
When Su Lun got close to the short-haired girl just now, it seemed like she was trying to get her to do something, but actually she wanted to confirm something.
He found that the fragrance on this woman's body was very simple, only a light body fragrance, but not the hallucinogen smell that should be in the air of the club.
Apparently, I used a not-too-high-grade "odor-eliminating agent" to get rid of the odor.
This move seemed careful, but it revealed other flaws.
Anyone who really pays attention to her can immediately tell from this that she is not from the club.
Moreover, as soon as this woman entered the club, the fourth-level professional who was clearly staying in the private room came out, so she must have discovered something.
The short-haired woman's infiltration method was quite professional, but she was still discovered. So excluding some rare sensing methods, there is a high probability that some smells have been marked by someone.
Su Lun felt that if it were him, such an important basement would have to be protected.
You don't need any special means, just put some special smell in the air that is not easy to get rid of.
Someone has been there and has been infected, and it can be identified immediately within a certain range, and it is still hidden.
Su Lun had suffered several losses in terms of smell, so she was particularly impressed.
What's more, I just asked Sabina for some information and found out that this club is the territory of the "Razor Party".
The boss of this gang is called "Bear Bear" Lawrence Silby, a fourth-level professional with the talent [c-010-War Bear].
This talent not only has strong melee combat ability, but also has an enhanced sense of smell. It is about three hundred times that of ordinary humans.
In such an important matter as grabbing "rations", Augustus would definitely not let ordinary people participate. There is a high probability that the fourth-level man upstairs is Lawrence.
All this further confirmed his judgment.
Su Lun then poured a "smell interference potion" into the wine, which was considered a small favor in secret.
...
"But this woman is going to the wine cellar now, and she will bump into her."
Su Lun frowned slightly, feeling that the short-haired woman had sneaked into the wine cellar as before.
It's a pity that her accomplice, the old cowboy, is not nearby.
If he didn't take action, this woman would definitely be caught.
Because there happened to be someone waiting in the cellar.
Thinking of this, Su Lun decided to help people to the end.
After all, that woman went to save people.
She came here for the first time, probably because of some entrusted duties.
So this second time, I can really be considered kind-hearted.
Although it sounds like a vulgar saying that good people will be rewarded with good things. But now that he has bumped into it, he doesn't want to see a situation where good people will be rewarded with bad things.
Su Lun's mouth curled up slightly, he stood up and walked over.
...
Amelia felt that she had been careful enough to avoid everyone.
And she also discovered that the trafficker did not arrange any guards along the way in order to keep it secret.
It just makes it easier for me to sneak in again.
Except for the greasy man I met just now, everything went according to plan.
Just when Amelia was feeling lucky and thinking about how many people she could save, she had already arrived at the door of the wine cellar and just turned the corner.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a suit, with a shiny oily hair, and a large tattoo on his neck suddenly appeared in the field of vision. He was sitting on the wine barrel like a sculpture, without leaking his breath at all. And his gaze,
But he looked coldly at the outsider who suddenly broke into the wine cellar.
Just looking at each other, a fear of death instantly enveloped their hearts.
Emilia thought to herself, "Oh no!" and felt a chill in her chest.
As a detective, how could she not recognize that this was Lawrence the "Bear", the leader of the Razor Party?
I didn't realize it at all, because this was a fourth-level professional who killed people like crazy.
It’s over now!
This man was squatting here, apparently realizing that there were fewer people in the secret room.
Although Emilia's expression remained calm, her heart had hit rock bottom.
If you really want to be caught, you will be exposed sooner or later.
Dead!
Lawrence looked at her in a nun's uniform, sniffed, and seemed to be sure that this person had not been to the secret room, and then the murderous intent in his eyes subsided.
But there is still doubt in my heart.
He turned to a dissatisfied tone and said, "If you don't serve the guests in the front hall, why are you in the wine cellar?"
Being a club girl is a highly mobile profession. Naturally, even a mafia boss cannot know all the girls in the factory.
"I...I'm new here..."
The anxiety in Emilia's expression about encountering a gangster was perfectly disguised. She was just about to say that she was new here and not familiar with the road.
But at this moment, a drunk guy was already shouting impatiently not far away: "Miss Alice, where is the wine you brought for me? Oh, hurry up, come and drink with me."
I turned my head and saw that it was the greasy man I met before.
Oh, this guy came just in time!
There has never been a moment when Amelia felt that this greasy man was of such great use.
She quickly responded: "Sorry sir, I'll be right back!"
She turned to look at Lawrence again, her crystal eyes shining with inquiry and begging.
In a high-end club, it is a great sin to neglect guests.
Since she was not the person she was looking for, Lawrence waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.
Emilia was relieved, bowed and left quickly.
After turning around for a moment, the inexplicable pressure of stepping a few steps on the line of death dissipated.
"Fortunately, we were not discovered. Oh, why is this guy Lawrence waiting here..."
Emilia was still a little happy in her heart, feeling that she was lucky.
Although I thought this greasy man was disgusting, I could only face him.
At this time, Su Lunlian was already waiting there with a half-smile on his face.
Seeing the people coming, he hugged the little nun unceremoniously, like an impatient drinker, and said, smelling of wine: "Oh, Miss Alice, where have you been..."
Seeing that this woman still seemed to be rejoicing, Su Lun decided to give her a long memory.
A pair of big hands also unceremoniously took advantage of everything.
Olimiya was not a club girl. She suppressed her disgust and dealt with it casually for a while. Finally, she found an opportunity and quietly slipped out of the club.
...
After leaving the club, Amelia was not in a hurry to leave.
After she changed back into her own clothes, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was a bad feeling in her heart that was accumulating in her chest and would not dissipate for a long time.
She found a place where she could see the entrance of the music house and club, recalled the scene viciously, and said to herself: "Ah... damn greasy man! No, I will definitely beat that guy up later."
"Dun, give him a show of strength, otherwise you won't be able to swallow this bad breath!"
But before anyone came, an old cowboy with a dark face appeared in her sight.
When Amelia saw this man, she felt uncomfortable, "Old man, you...why are you here?"
The old cowboy said angrily: "You have the nerve to ask me why I'm here? Didn't you go back? Why are you here?"
After asking three times in a row, Amelia felt a little guilty, knowing that she couldn't hide it, so she could only say: "Those little girls are innocent. I just think that if I have a chance to rescue a few more, I will come..."
But before he finished speaking, the old cowboy said angrily and very seriously: "Do you know that you almost got into big trouble just now!"
"..."
Amelia thought that the old man knew that she had bumped into Lawrence before, and he didn't have the temper to reply.
After all, it was a small mistake on my part.
She was still defending herself in her mind: But after all, she was lucky and got through it without any danger.
The old cowboy sighed slightly, and then said: "I told you, this matter is not that simple..."
Emilia's sense of justice made her feel that she was doing the right thing, so she interrupted her coquettishness and said: "Okay, okay~ I don't have you, old man. If you are discovered, old man, you can also judge those people."
Damn human traffickers.”
Seeing that Amelia hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, the old cowboy said sternly: "I can't stop it this time! Don't you know there are several troublesome 'big shots' in the club today?"
After a pause, he lost his temper very rarely: "Besides, if someone hadn't saved you just now, you might have been dead when I came!"
Seeing that the old cowboy's face was surprisingly serious, Amelia put away her relaxed expression and asked doubtfully: "Someone saved me just now?"
Thinking of something, the old cowboy's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he said: "I came here when I saw you drinking. But I never dared to show up, just because of that man."
Hearing this, Amelia rolled her eyes. Wasn't it because she was just being playful and was seen?
"Ah...Old man, you see my embarrassment and don't come to help me out?"
As she said that, she complained weakly in her heart: That hateful greasy man, who is so handsy... It makes me feel so hateful just thinking about it!!!
"Relief?"
The old cowboy knew that she hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, so he snorted coldly: "If it hadn't been for that person who helped you out, do you think you could still be standing here talking to me now?"
After a pause, he guessed something and asked again: "You don't think he is taking advantage of you, do you?"
Emilia thought about that old and savage hand, and asked in a resentful tone: "Isn't it?"
The old cowboy rolled his eyes at her and asked, "Didn't you notice what you smell like?"
"What's the smell? No..."
Emilia replied and sniffed her arm again. Apart from the faint smell of alcohol and tobacco, there was nothing special about it.
This is still the smell of a greasy man.
She added: "Old man, are you talking about the smell of alcohol? Oh, that greasy man just poured wine all over him. Disgusting guy!"
"Why..."
The old cowboy shook his head and sighed slightly, obviously this girl didn't understand yet.
He said directly: "Because it has no smell, you haven't discovered the problem yet? This is a very advanced 'smell interference agent' that can interfere with the detection methods of professionals with a keen sense of smell!"
"ah?"
After being awakened, Amelia realized something, "You mean... there is an interfering agent in the drink?"
She thought again, why did that greasy man put a disruptive agent in the drink?
And before he wants to save someone?
For a moment, a light flashed in her mind, and she seemed to have discovered the truth.
But Emilia still couldn't believe that the greasy man would be so kind.
There was thought in the old cowboy's eyes, he nodded, and said: "I didn't realize how you were exposed before. But when I saw this 'interference agent', I immediately understood that there was probably some special smell in the basement..."
A mark of class. If that person hadn’t helped you cover it up, you would have been exposed just now!”
As he said that, he glanced at Amelia and said: "Otherwise, do you think you can hide it from high-level professionals with your poor odor elimination methods?"
"Ah...this...???"
Only then did Amelia understand why she met Lawrence the "violent bear" in the wine cellar by 'such a coincidence'.
So that’s it!
She was also frightened for a while.
However, what surprised her even more was that the greasy man actually understood everything?
God, this is too scary.
How did he know there were scent markers in the basement?
Do you still know that I am going to save people?
Now that I think about it, it turns out that after meeting Lawrence in the wine cellar, that man happened to come to make a fuss. Wasn't it a coincidence?
But thinking about that squinting look, Emilia still couldn't believe that that greasy man could be such a foresighted and strategizing expert.
She said weakly: "Old man, could it be that you guessed wrong?"
"Huh! Did you guess wrong?"
The old cowboy snorted coldly, his expression becoming more and more serious.
He thought of the terrifying souls he had sensed before and the results of divination, and felt that he must teach his assistant a lesson today, and asked again: "What do you think of Lawrence "The Violent Bear"'s strength?"
Emilia said: "Very strong."
The old cowboy recalled the momentary sensation he felt when he met the man before, and simply said: "That guy is a hundred times more dangerous than Lawrence!"
Hearing this, Emilia obviously didn't believe it and argued: "How is it possible! That greasy man is just a first-level doctor. The smell of disinfectant on his body reminded me of the corpses in the autopsy room.
I will never make a mistake."
You said he was smart, understood everything, and used the "interference agent", I agree.
But you said that guy is a top powerhouse?
Pooh!
How can it be!
Besides, how can any master be so mean?
Just take advantage when you get the chance?
No matter what you say, they are all disgusting greasy men!
The old cowboy knew his assistant very well, so he said angrily: "Do you still think that people who are naughty are taking advantage of you?"
Emilia said: "Isn't it?"
The old cowboy said angrily: "That's because his disguise is much better than yours! Think about it for yourself, in that situation, Lawrence even noticed something was wrong. If he didn't act impatient, he could hide it from everyone, and even hide it from everyone.
Over you?"
"Ah, this..."
After hearing this, Amelia finally lost her temper.
If it is really a disguise, there is really no flaw in that person's disguise as a greasy man.
That squinting look...
Ah...god!
No matter how you look at it, he is obviously an LSP!
The old cowboy added another sentence and said sincerely: "That person wanted you to remember a lot! That's why he left some tobacco smell on you. He was afraid that you would be stupid and still wonder where you went wrong today after leaving!"
As he said that, he looked at the place where Amelia had chosen to squat, and said in a disdainful tone: "Humph, are you the only one who still wants to squat here and beat me up?"
"..."
Amelia lost her temper completely after being trained and pursed her lips.
Although she was still a little unconvinced, she also knew that she was wrong.
She asked again: "But old man, since you knew that I was exposed, you didn't think of a way to save me? What if that guy is also a big evil person after you said he was so powerful?"
"You girl know how to get me into trouble!"
The old cowboy looked at the girl he had brought up with his own hands, with a more doting look in his eyes after all, and sighed: "I have thought of a way. It should be here soon."
Emilia shrugged playfully.
As he said that, the old man guessed what she was thinking, and said: "You still think in your heart that this person is deliberately taking advantage of you, right? Let me tell you straight, I have really tried it. That person's 'heart'... is better than
'Goose Feather' is still light!"
"Lighter than goose feathers?"
Hearing this, Emilia's expression was stunned, and she finally showed great surprise.
My old man is never wrong in his judgment of crime. If he says he is a wicked person, he must be a wicked person.
Not really?
Still a good person?
...
Su Lun stayed in the club for a while and was ready to go out for a walk.
Now that we know that the clubhouse is a stronghold of Augustus, we may be able to find some other clues in other places nearby.
As he walked on the street, cold raindrops fell.
During this season, it rains all the time in Rington.
I looked up and saw that in the dim sky, the moon occasionally showed its true appearance.
There was a faint color of blood in the moonlight.
This vision has been going on for several days.
The newspaper said it was a natural phenomenon caused by air pollution, but the identification showed no clues.
As soon as Su Lun came out, she was surrounded by two little flower sellers: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"
Su Lun smiled, bought two flowers and held them in his hand.
He was thinking about what he had encountered today. He didn't know what he was feeling, and he couldn't get excited at all.
As I walked, I came to the entrance of an alley.
I originally wanted to find a quiet corner to squat for a while.
Unexpectedly, I saw two beggars under the eaves of a neon light house. They were probably a brother and a sister, about seven or eight years old. Their eyes were gray and had lost their color a long time ago.
Because it was raining, there were no passers-by, and the beggar's bowl was empty.
Looking at the dish's face, Su Lun thought about it, took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and threw them into the bowl.
Then he glanced at the feet that were soaked in the rain and turned white. He took out another blanket. It tore into two pieces with a crash and threw it on the trembling siblings.
Just like breathing, Su Lun did something easy and walked over without looking at it.
at the same time.
In the distance, two sets of eyes were paying attention to everything happening at the alley.
Emilia looked at Su Lun's actions, and the look in her eyes softened a lot, but she also didn't understand: "Old man, that guy obviously had good intentions in giving the beggar a blanket, but why did he tear it apart? Wouldn't it leak air?
?”
The old cowboy shook his head and said meaningfully: "He is a person who has truly seen the suffering of the bottom class."
Amelia turned her head and glanced: "Ah?"
The old cowboy said: "Beggars are controlled by gangsters. The quality of that blanket is very good. If it were not broken, it should appear in the pawn shop tomorrow. There are also beggars who prey on the weak. Those two little beggars can't keep a good blanket.
.”
Emilia listened and murmured: "What a miserable and despairing world..."
The old cowboy shook his head and said nothing.
Suddenly, he discovered something and said: "The killer is coming."
...
Su Lun wandered aimlessly on the street for a while.
He also noticed two eyes looking at him when he walked out of the club, but ignored them.
Passers-by who meet each other on a casual basis are not enemies and are nothing to worry about.
Probably because he was curious about their identities, they were also curious about him.
However, what made Su Lun feel a little strange was that after observing for a while, they didn't leave yet?
He should have guessed some of his previous methods.
But since I didn’t come to say thank you or leave, what does that mean?
Su Lun's intuition told him that something else might happen tonight, so he calmed down.
Then, he quickly saw the results.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears walked out of a high-end club, surrounded by several men in suits who were obviously bodyguards.
Su Lun glanced at the noble coat of arms on the steam car on the roadside, it seemed to be an earl.
This is already a high-level noble.
However, at this moment, Su Lun's pupils suddenly shrank: "What is that?!"
In his perception, a very cold spirit appeared.
As soon as it appeared, the temperature in the entire street dropped sharply.
The water vapor in the sky suddenly turned into snowflakes, and where it passed, the puddles on the ground instantly froze into frosty white ice.
"Soul? No! It seems to be a special energy form..."
Su Lun's expression suddenly froze.
I couldn't see it with my right eye, but in the omniscient pupil of my left eye I could see a white cold air that looked like a soul.
The vision suddenly appeared, and apparently no one on the street saw the thing.
But those bodyguards had noticed the sudden drop in temperature and protected the fat earl: "Protect the earl!"
But before a fourth-level guard and several second- and third-level professionals had time to take off their clothing, the invisible cold air passed by and instantly froze several of them into ice sculptures.
The cold air is so intense and terrifying!
Seeing this, several peripheral bodyguards in the distance quickly fired at the cloud of cold air. A crackling alchemy bomb exploded, but did not damage the white mist at all.
When I looked again, the white mist had disappeared.
In just a few seconds, the count and his bodyguards were killed instantly.
...
Su Lun immediately understood: "This is a political assassination!"
The political situation in Lu Ying has been in great turmoil recently. High-ranking nobles have appeared in Linton, and it is not uncommon for members of Congress to be killed.
The count was assassinated in the street, most likely by a hostile politician.
After the gunfire, there was chaos on the street, and people in various clubs rushed out like crazy when they heard the noise.
Looking at the lifelike ice sculptures, people panicked and fled in all directions.
Su Lun saw the frozen man's strange methods, and some information he knew flashed in his mind.
Then, an unbelievable thought came to him: "Cold Demon Ghost? Raphael's neuromechanical technology?"
Dr. Banks is one of the core members of Archduke Raphael's neuromechanical technology in Old Town. He once told some of Archduke Raphael's secret plans. The ambitious Duke not only used this technology to make
Super Robot Warrior, and many other top secret projects.
One of the extraordinary projects is to force out human souls and make them into ghost warriors - the Cold Demon Ghost Project!
If the "Super Mechanical Warrior" is a physical level of combat power, which is very limited; then this "Cold Demon Ghost" is a magical application of technology, which is very weird and positioned as a terrifying method that can kill high-level professions.
Dr. Banks is not responsible for the research on this project, so he doesn’t know much about the details.
But now it seems... Archduke Raphael's secret project has become a reality!
Seeing the murderous mass of cold air with obvious soul fluctuations in front of him, Su Lun immediately thought of this technique.
"This ice ghost is a special form other than solid, liquid, gas, and plasma. Unless you encounter a domineering professional, it will be difficult to restrain. And once the number forms a legion, it will be a fatal threat to top professionals.
..."
Su Lun's eyes sparkled when he thought of this.
He originally didn't want to find trouble with the old cowboy and the short-haired girl, but when he saw this, he felt that the matter might be directly related to those two people!
.......
On the street, the old cowboy and Emilia also witnessed with their own eyes this strange scene of invisible murder caused by cold air.
The old cowboy was obviously surprised, and murmured: "I didn't expect that the one who came was actually the famous "Cold Demon"."
Emilia blinked and asked: "Is it the mysterious killer who has recently soared to the top 100 in the Assassin's Guild ranking?"
The old cowboy's eyes were filled with thoughts: "Hmm."
There were so many unexpected things tonight that he had to wonder if something special had happened.
Emilia also pondered for a moment, turned around and glanced at the old man, and then asked doubtfully: "Although this is the assassin who came, why does the old man look so serious? Since the person you are judging, he certainly deserves to die."
"I'm not saying that Count Bolanyi shouldn't die. But..."
The old cowboy shook his head, looked solemnly, and said: "But I always thought that "Cold Demon" was a professional assassin with special talents. But the soul fluctuation just now was very special..."
Emilia frowned as she heard this, "Huh?"
The old cowboy seemed to have no idea and shook his head.
Then, he thought of something else, with a bitter look on his face: "We are in trouble."
Listening to these incomprehensible words, Emilia put her gesture hand on the musket on her waist, "What do you mean?"
The old cowboy saw something and shook his head in confusion, "Girl, please don't do anything for a while."
Before Emilia could figure out what this meant.
The old cowboy suddenly turned his face and looked at the person who appeared out of thin air behind him.
The brilliance in the old man's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he immediately revealed a touch of slick sophistication. He gave in and said the truth, "Sir, don't get me wrong! I was the one who spread the news, but I really don't understand "Cold Demon"
know!"
Emilia looked weird for a while, and looked at the person who appeared behind her out of thin air. Wasn't he the greasy man from the club before?