The new circus owner, who had just come off the stage, hurried to the temporary office shed before he even had time to change his costume, and saw Victor inside.
Today's performance was very good, and the animal trainer was in a particularly happy mood.
When he heard the report from the clown employee, he happily postponed his next program in order to meet the visitors first.
The reason why this happened was because the clown revealed that the visitor had made some money recently and came here to thank his uncle.
I thought I could get some benefits, but when the animal trainer actually saw Victor, he still couldn't remember who he was.
"Sorry, I heard you came to see my uncle. Have we met before?"
Victor was originally observing the masks and costumes on the stand. When he heard the other party's question, he immediately lied and said: "Probably not, but I know your uncle, Joseph Bode, who gave me the inspiration that allowed me to gain my current wealth.
, so I came here specially..."
"Excuse me, what's your last name?" The new boss interrupted Victor.
"Damon..." Since the other party only asked for his last name, Victor had no reason to tell him his full name.
"You are lying to me...sir."
What is surprising is that in a simple conversation, the new circus owner exposed Victor's lies.
"Oh? I don't understand? Do you know all the people who came to your uncle for divination?"
The mustachioed boss found a long coat from the side and put it on to cover his greasy skin. Then he pulled out a stool and sat down. He stared at Victor and said, "Not everyone is lucky enough to receive uncle's divination service.
Do you understand what I mean?"
So that’s it.
Victor still miscalculated. In general circuses, this kind of divination service is charged. Find a woman pretending to be a wizard to sit in a shed, put a crystal in front of her, go in and pay, and she will receive revelations and answers. What the fortune teller has faced
There are so many guests that it is very difficult to remember them all.
"So what do you want to do? If you are here to watch a performance, please go outside. If you want to rent a seat, please go to the staff over there to pay. Don't waste my time, sir..."
The other party's attitude gradually became resistant, and Victor was thinking of words quickly in his mind. At this moment, a woman wearing a black hood and cloak suddenly burst in, still spitting fragrant curses.
"Bastard Rufu! Greedy wolf, give me your salary! I'll leave your dirty doghouse right away."
Seeing that the person coming was menacing, Victor carefully moved aside.
"Susie! How dare you break into my office? Get out!"
"If you don't pay me today, don't expect me to let you go!"
"Your skills are so bad that it's obvious to all. Guests have complained several times, but you still have the nerve to ask me for money?"
"Blind fat pig! Don't you still know better? That bastard secretly put his hand into my chest while I was interpreting the crystal. Why do I have to tolerate such disgusting scum?"
"So you kicked his lifeblood?"
"I still want to kill him!"
"You can earn a lot of money just by being touched. Can't you bear this little grievance?"
"Asshole! Your uncle would never let his circus partners do such a thing just for this little money!"
"You have to be grateful that he is no longer here, otherwise it would not be your turn to divine the guests. If I hadn't hired you, you would still be eating rats in the stinking alley!"
"You are such a shameless gangster!"
"Son of a bitch! Let me go!"
The two men started beating each other while swearing. As a result, two young men from the circus rushed in and forcibly took the lady in a cloak out.
The new owner of the circus, known as Ruf, had a red mark scratched by his nails on his face because of the beating just now.
While cursing, he scooped a small ladle of water from the wooden bucket next to him and poured it on his face, squeaking incessantly.
"What a disgusting shrew. I have to throw her out to prevent her from messing around on my stage."
"Mr. Ruf." Victor smiled and called out the other person's name.
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"I'm actually here to consult your uncle. I heard that he is very accurate in divination. I apologize for the lie just now." Victor continued to smile.
However, when Rufu heard this, the muscles in his face collapsed instantly, and his eyes became even more gloomy.
"He's dead! You can get out!"
"Oh...I heard about it. I regret that I couldn't attend his funeral. Can you tell me where he was buried? I want to go to express my condolences..."
"None of your business! Get out!"
Perhaps because of the disturbance caused by the lady just now, Ruf's temper was immediately aroused, and he drove Victor out of the shed without any explanation.
Victor stood outside the other party's office shed, neither getting angry nor leaving.
He frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly saw the lady who was taken away just now, arguing with the two young men who took her away.
The circus employees were not all Ruf's thugs as Victor thought at the beginning. The two young men obviously knew the cloaked lady, and they kept trying to persuade each other without using violence.
However, the cloaked lady was still angry, and she seemed unwilling to give up on recovering her salary. Finally, she angrily threw her hands away and quickly slipped into the fortune teller's tent behind the stage.
Victor thought for a while and walked towards the two young men.
"Isn't your new fortune teller no longer serving guests?"
Victor pretended to be an ordinary customer again.
"She no longer works for the circus. Sorry sir, the slapstick just made you laugh." The two young men remembered that Victor was in the boss's office just now.
"Well... maybe I can ask him to divine for me alone." Victor shrugged.
A young man looked at Victor and said with a wry smile: "If you can pay for her alone, maybe you can give it a try."
Victor nodded, pretending to seek divination, walked slowly around the back of the stage, and got into the purple tent.
The environment inside is relatively dark. There are two candlesticks standing on both sides of the back. There are square cushions in the center. One in front of the other, there is a short round table sandwiched between them. On the round table is a crystal clear crystal ball.
.
Victor heard the sound of stirring behind the inner curtain. The lady should be packing her things inside.
Ahem...
He coughed twice, and the movement of packing things suddenly stopped. Then the inner curtain was lifted, and the head of the female soothsayer who had argued with Rufu earlier was revealed.
"Sorry, there will be no services today. Sir, please..."
Even in the dim candlelight, Ms. Soothsayer still recognized Victor as the man who was in Ruf's room just now.
"It's you?! Come here..."
"I'm here to ask you something, not for divination."
Victor said and sat on the cushions at the guest side.
"No... no, please go back. I have nothing to talk to you about..."
Snap!
Before the lady saw off the guests, Victor pressed two large 1-fark banknotes against the crystal ball.
"Just answer a few questions. Two French cards should be enough to catch up with your weekly income, right?"