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Chapter 129: Patience (Thanks to the society for rewarding the Silver Alliance).

Lumian was sitting at the entrance of the alley opposite the congressman's office, among 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 trustworthy police officer in advance and asked him to pay attention to cases of deaths due to strange diseases in his jurisdiction, and to suppress similar incidents.

Report it to the corresponding official Beyonder, take away the found evidence, and send it to the Congressman's office.

This also shows that the unhealthy young man who spit into the handkerchief and threw it away knew the consequences of his actions. Otherwise, as long as he did not mention this matter, the person in the congressman's office would not go to the police headquarters for help.

!

Lumian stared at the khaki four-story building, his hands clenched into fists at some point, but in the end he did not make any drastic move.

After a while, he slowly exhaled.

At this time, he saw a relatively familiar figure walking out of the door of the building where the congressman's office was located.

The man wore a half-high silk top hat, held a dark civilized stick in his hand, and wore a straight black formal suit. He had a thick brown beard around his mouth and chin, and there were some wrinkles around the edges of his dark blue, nearly black eyes.

He is Bono Goodwell, the owner of the Goodwell Chemical Plant. He left the celebration dinner earlier than Gardner Martin, the leader of the Savoy Party, last night, and his picture occasionally appears in the news of some newspapers.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and waited for a while, until the chief inspector walked out of the councilman's office alone and returned to the police headquarters. He then got up and left the alley where many homeless people were lying, and found a coffee shop at random.

Come for breakfast.

When it was almost 11 o'clock, he knocked on Franca's door again.

"How's it going? Have the official Beyonders taken over?" Franka had already gotten up and put on her favorite white women's shirt and light-colored jodhpurs.

Lumian shook his head: "No."

As he walked into the apartment, he further explained: "He was suppressed by a certain chief inspector of the police headquarters."

"Those people in the congressman's office also know that spitting will cause problems!" Franka understood what was going on and couldn't help but sneered.

Lumian found a seat in the sofa area and sat down. He started talking from the time the police came to investigate the scene until the chief inspector walked into the parliamentarian's office.

Franka looked into his eyes, pondered for a few seconds and said: "I know you are not willing to give in, and I know that you may have a little fire in your heart. In fact, I can understand that although that couple has nothing to do with you, you worked hard after all.

They tried to save them but failed, and most people can sympathize with similar tragic experiences.

"But I still have to tell you, be patient, be patient, be patient, don't be impulsive, and don't take extreme measures to retaliate yourself. Those are the people around the members of Congress. If something goes wrong, things will be very big, not you and me.

Can bear it.”

Seeing that Lumian did not refute or show any other emotions, Franka secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I still say what I said, it is the best choice to leave this matter to the official extraordinary people to investigate, I will wait for a while

Let them know about such a crime through my channels, and point out the identity and characteristics of the suspect.

"Although at this time, the important physical evidence should have been lost, and the body was probably sent for cremation through a quick process, but as long as the official extraordinary person knows about the extraordinary ability that is not in the normal way in the jurisdiction, and focuses on the person I divined,

Sooner or later his problem will be discovered."

After hearing this, Lumian nodded slowly: "That's it."

Franka felt relieved and said thoughtfully: "I will hide the specific things. I will only talk about a strange disease that causes ulcers all over the body in the market area. It is suspected that it came from a handkerchief wrapped in phlegm that was wrapped in phlegm by a staff member in the congressman's office."

, and similar matters were suppressed by the Police Headquarters.

"If not, the official Beyonders are likely to suspect that you are the source of the intelligence and conduct a detailed investigation on you."

Lumian said "Yeah", indicating that there was no problem.

Saying goodbye to Franka, leaving White Coat Street, and walking towards the Breeze Ballroom, he met Jenna.

"Hey, isn't this Chelia?" Lumian greeted.

This "flamboyant girl" is now wearing a very simple gray-blue dress. Her brown hair is half up and half hanging down naturally. She has no makeup on her face. She looks very beautiful and no longer has that kind of depravity.

Charming.

Hearing Charles call out her real name, Jian Na gritted her teeth and said: "You should call me Jian Na!" Lumian looked her up and down: "Being beaten with a broom by your mother? Prepare to quit the underground singer circle.

Already?"

"Fuck! You just expect nothing good from me, right?" Jian Na spat, "My mother is such a gentle and reasonable person, how could she hit me with a broom?"

Speaking of this, her expression became a bit more proud: "She was initially opposed to me singing in the dance hall, thinking that it was dangerous and could easily lead to my depravity, but I told her how much income I can make every week now, and

After she no longer had to sleep with any man, she was no longer so determined and said that after work today, she would go to the Breeze Ballroom to watch my performance, fuck, what should I do?"

"How would your mother react if she saw you wearing a low-cut skirt and deliberately raising your legs while singing 'He knows how to use his fingers'?" Lumian asked deliberately.

"You will go directly to the stage and beat me to death!" Jian Na rubbed her brown hair. She thought for a while and said: "You don't have to wear those too revealing skirts. Didn't I try to sing in a small dress last time?

?The response has been pretty good. Well, it’s been quite some time. I can try it again. The only thing left is to choose the songs. I will discuss it with Franka. She is very discerning and can even compose her own music.

I write lyrics, but they are quite strange..."

Lumian smiled and said: "If it doesn't work out, I can ask Rene to hold a theme night event.

"The theme tonight at the Breeze Ballroom will be "Love.

This could be paired with some less raunchy love songs.

"What a great idea!" Jian Na's eyes lit up.

She looked at Lumian and thanked her awkwardly: "You have a pretty flexible mind, uh, fuck, thank you!

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, Jian Na instinctively glanced left and right, lowered her voice and said: "I also told my mother that I am good friends with the Red Boots of the Savoyard Party and got her protection, so that's why I

I sang at the Breeze Ballroom and was well protected. I went to see you that day to raise the singing fee. Because of Franca's relationship, you agreed.

"If my mother comes to ask you, you will answer this."

Lumian nodded and mocked: "You call this collusion."

"This is called well-intentioned concealment." Jian Na responded happily, "At least I have to wait until I can sing for another year to save enough for tuition and pay off the debt."

Lumian glanced at the acting apprentice and asked thoughtfully: "Have you not considered finding a way to get the accident compensation you deserve?"

Confused, "The court has not made the final judgment yet." Lumian smiled: "Why wait for the court? Debt repayment is an act protected by the "Business Guardian". We can get it ourselves." Gale Novel"

The factory owner didn't say he wouldn't compensate us. He kept appealing but he had objections to the division of responsibilities and the amount of compensation..." Jenna looked at Lumian suspiciously, "You want to force him to compensate us? This is illegal!"

"Illegal?" Lumian looked amused. "As a gang leader, I break the law every day. Didn't you want to assassinate Maggot before and avenge your friend? At that time, why didn't you think about that?

Something illegal?"

Jenna's words were stagnant, and she muttered: "Maggot is the gang leader, and he has done many bad things, and every bad thing is enough to send him to the gallows."

"So you want to punish him for the law?" Lumian said with a smile, "That factory owner may have done many bad things. We covered our faces, sneaked into his home, tied him up, and forced him to compensate everyone.

Or, just ask him to hand over the money, and you can split it up in private to avoid being suspected in subsequent investigations.

Jian Na showed a troubled expression: "I'll think about it again, I'll think about it again."

Charles is worthy of being a gang leader. He talks about breaking the law and committing crimes as easily as he eats meat and drinks.

Lumian didn't try to persuade her any more. Since Jenna herself wasn't in a hurry, 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 the time being. He is just waiting for Franka or the boss to help him find the auxiliary materials for the "Arsonist" potion and officially attack Sequence 7.

"Boss, what do you want to eat tonight?" Seeing the sky getting dark, Louis leaned over and asked Lumian.

Lumian was about to answer when he saw Jenna walking up.

This "flamboyant girl" has put on the rose-colored dress from before. The hem of the skirt is supported by bones, like an upside-down flower.

Her long brown hair was simply pulled into a bun, and most of it was draped down in an unusually smooth manner. The makeup on her face was very light, mainly to highlight her original skin and beautiful facial features. There was a star in the middle of her right face.

Black mole, holding a folding fan with exquisite patterns in his hand.

Louis and Sakota were both a little stunned when they saw this, they couldn't believe that this was the "little bitch" Jenna.

Jenna asked Lumian slightly nervously: "Is this okay?"

"Very good." Lumian did not hit Jenna again.

At this moment, there was a loud rumble in the distance, the ground trembled obviously, and the glass windows of the cafe made a crashing sound.

"Fuck, what happened?" Jenna looked out the window in shock.

Lumian stood up, reached the window, looked outside, and found that all the pedestrians were confused and a little panicked.

He looked into the distance and noticed that there seemed to be conspicuous black smoke rising to the south.

"Go and find out what happened." Lumian ordered Louis.

After Louis went downstairs, Jianna leaned next to Lumian and saw black smoke coming from the southern part of the market area. She suddenly became a little nervous and worried, and felt 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 Jenna's hand falling to the ground.

Jian Na seemed to have lost her soul in an instant and murmured: "My mother, my mother is there...


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