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Chapter 107 'Performance Coaching'

Lumian was not sure whether Janna's wanted status would affect his family, so he turned his head and looked at Franka to see if she could use her channels to make the official Beyonders ignore a small acting apprentice.

Franka did not hide her embarrassment: There is no problem in letting the "007" brother help conceal a thing, but if you want to let him cover someone in a joint operation, two conditions must be met: First, he is personally involved

He was responsible for the operation and was responsible for investigating the performance apprentices. Secondly, he had general information about Jenna and could determine who he needed help from.

And Franka doesn't think that "007" happened to be in the market area, so he was just passing on information at most, and the possibility of being directly responsible for the operation was very low.

"I can try, but there's no guarantee it will work." Franka looked at the worried Jenna and comforted her with unclear words.

Jenna said "hmm", her worries relieved, but she was still trying hard to think of other solutions.

Lumian thought for a while and said in a mocking tone: "Why are you, an acting apprentice, worried so much?

"Even if the official extraordinary people will investigate everyone in the old pigeon cage, the energy allocated to you will definitely be the least. Think about it, you have only been in the market area for a long time, and you haven't even understood it as an acting apprentice. You can't even play a marginal supporting role.

How can she be a female member of the Blissful Society when she hasn’t even had the opportunity yet?”

"Yes." Franka agreed, "You spend your time singing in bars and dance halls to make money when you're not studying acting. You have very little interaction with the followers of the Old Pigeon Cage cult, and you belong to the group of people with the lowest suspicion. You just need to put these

If you tell investigators the truth about the situation, you may not need to accept confirmation of extraordinary abilities in the future.”

Lumian then laughed and said: "Even if you do, the main thing to make sure is whether you believe in the 'Mother Tree of Desire', whether you are a 'miser' or a 'sex addict', and you are definitely not." This is the official Extraordinary Person.

You can completely take advantage of the blind spots in your thinking when investigating.

"Didn't you say that your acting skills are great? Go and show them off!" Well... when the sun rises, go to St. Robles Church to pray and get an accessory that can show your identity as a believer in the 'Eternal Blazing Sun'.

Wear it on your body, and when you enter the old pigeon cage, you will praise the sun frequently regardless of whether the official extraordinary person has arrived or not.

"This is something that followers of the evil god rarely do. It can effectively distinguish you from them. If the official Beyonders notice these details, there is a high probability that they will put you on the trustworthy list."

As Jian Na listened, her eyes gradually lit up: "Yes.

"A performance apprentice who devoutly believes in the "Eternal Fierce Sun" and has just joined Lao Ge Cong for a few months will not convert to the evil god so quickly. He only needs to do a simple investigation..." I only need to guide them to make extraordinary confirmation that they are followers of the evil god.

, they will most likely not think that I became an extraordinary person due to other encounters..."

The more Jian Na talked, the more excited she became. She put away the pile of clothes on her knees and stood up.

Sometimes she paces and sometimes makes gestures, as if she is imitating an acting apprentice who devoutly believes in the "Eternal Burning Sun".

Madam, it seems that you are not so devout in your belief in the "Eternal Blazing Sun", otherwise you wouldn't have to rehearse in advance... Lumian clicked his tongue and cursed.

Charlie was stunned as he listened: "Little ***" Jenna is also a person with magical abilities?

I'm the only normal person here... Jian Na performed for a while in front of the imaginary official extraordinary person, and gradually felt a little more confident.

Franka watched quietly with her eyes flashing, a pile of worthless waste in her mind: Jenna and I, if we had the ability to "actor", wouldn't we be the most perfect Coer? We can act like anything we want, tsk tsk...

...After a while, Jenna calmed down and looked at Charlie warily: "I heard that you like to give speeches in bars and tell other people's secrets into stories." What the hell are you going to do if you reveal that I have extraordinary abilities?

If you get out, I will hand you over to a "sex addict" who likes the same sex. Hey, you can imagine what you will suffer now.

Charlie couldn't help but think for a moment, shuddered, raised his right hand and said: "Praise the sun, I swear in the name of God, I will not tell anyone your secrets!

"I just said before that you and Charles became lovers..." Charlie paused suddenly, feeling that the atmosphere in the living room had become strange again.

Lumian quietly shrugged to Franka, saying that this was just a rumor.

Jenna sneered: "You still said that Franka joined me and Charles to form a stable triangle?"

"No." Charlie shook his head quickly.

At the same time, he thought this statement was quite interesting, something he had never thought of before.

Jenna sat back on the single sofa and continued to talk about the old pigeon cage she knew.

Lumian and Franka listened, asking questions from time to time, while guarding against possible attacks.

Underground Trier.

A figure is holding a lantern, looking for something along a familiar route.

He is of medium height, wearing a black tuxedo, matching bow tie, and a half-high silk top hat. He has a square face, short thick eyebrows, deep facial features, and a thick brown beard around his mouth, all of which are waxed at the tips.

The light and shadow brought by the lanterns kept shaking on his face, making him look extremely gloomy.

After walking for a while, the male figure stopped and turned his gaze to the side where there was a slight collapse.

His dark brown eyes stared for a while, then he suddenly fell down on all fours and twitched his nose.

"The smell of gunpowder...the smell of blood..." The male figure stood up solemnly and walked to the buried cavity.

He seemed to see the broken corpse through layers of rubble.

Late at night, White Coat Street is much quieter than the chaotic streets. Except for the noise caused by carriages passing by and the noise caused by drunkards on their way home, the night seems to have frozen.

Occasionally, a gunshot was heard from far away, piercing the tranquility, and was soon swallowed up by the night and moonlight.

Lumian and the others chatted wordlessly, each tense, worried that some shadows would suddenly appear in the darkness outside the window.

Time passed slowly. For Charlie, it was like waiting for the verdict, which was uneasy, anxious, and hopeful.

Finally, the distant skyline was dyed golden and red, and before long, the entire night was burning, and the blue was revealed in the red light.

Lumian stared at Charlie and found that his fortune was no longer red, had become normal, and even showed signs of getting rich.

The crisis has been temporarily lifted, but Susanna Matisse has escaped. Will Charlie get an official job? Lumian tried to interpret it, nodded and said: "I can only say that everything will be fine in a short time."

After this time, he was sure of one thing, that is, even without the use of "transportation techniques", it is possible for human beings' destiny to change.

He feels that the future destiny is determined by multiple factors, and different choices may lead to different developments.

When Osta Trull suffered from the bloody disaster, if Lumian had not just reminded him, but followed him and provided protection, then he probably would not have been injured. Of course, this does not mean that the situation will definitely develop in a good direction.

, Osta Trull may be dragged into the bottom of the river by another water ghost because of Lumian's protection and his involvement, and lose his life.

Fate means that no matter what choice the person makes, a certain fate will inevitably come? Lumian turned around and concentrated, looking at Jenna.

The fortune of this underground singer and acting apprentice was ordinary, with no luck or crisis.

"What do you want me to do?" Jian Na was in good spirits and asked with a frown.

Lumian pointed to his eye sockets: "Are you going to go to Lao Ge Cong like this?"

"Yes, I haven't taken off my makeup yet!" Jian Na stood up quickly and ran into the bathroom holding the pile of clothes.

Franka stood up and stretched without any concern for her image.

She glanced at the bathroom and said to Lumian in a low voice: "Will the performance you mentioned be useful?"

"Yes." Lumian answered very confidently.

He wasn't too sure before, but after seeing Jiana's current fortune, he is more sure.

Franka chose to believe Lumian: "I will also keep an eye on it." She immediately sighed and sighed: "You seem to have quite a lot of experience in deceiving official extraordinary people. As expected..."

She mouthed the next word - "Wanted criminal".

Not just to deceive the official Beyonders... Lumian muttered silently, pointed at Charlie and said: "I will take him back to the Golden Rooster Hotel to rest, in case the official Beyonders can't find him, and I'll leave Jenna to you.

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"It's like she is really your lover, and she specifically asked me to take care of her." Franka replied with a sour tone.

By the time Jenna finished taking off her makeup and changed her clothes and came out, Lumian and Charlie had already left, and Franka also passed on the information about the altar, "actors" and other information she obtained later to "007".

At this time, Jian Na no longer had smoky eye circles, obvious blush and flaming lips, and her face was clear and beautiful, with a bit of haggardness.

While Jian Na tied her long brown hair into a braid, she looked at the door and said to Franka with a smile: "When did you get together with Charles? Aren't you afraid that the boss will find out?"

Franka laughed out loud: "He? It's too sinful, I can't do it." Why?" Jenna said she couldn't understand.

In her opinion, Franka's moral bottom line is not that high, and Charles is only a few months away from becoming a biological adult.

Franca considered her words and said, "It was only after I met him that I discovered that he is the younger brother of a relative of mine."

"There is a blood relationship." Jian Na expressed understanding.

Her attention was not focused on this at all. As soon as she tied her braids, she pointed to the door: "I went to St. Robles Church to pray." "I followed you quietly to guard against accidents." Franka took out her hand.

The fluorescent powder, combined with the spell, made him invisible.

When can I become a "witch"... Jenna looked away enviously, opened the door, and walked out.


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