Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

"Why do you have such a dream? It's just like the real thing..." Lumian calmed down and checked his physical condition, but found nothing strange.

But in the dream just now, he was not much different from wearing the "Peeping Glasses" again, and he also saw more things.

After thinking for a while, Lumian suspected that after wearing the "Secret Peeping Glasses" three times in a row, the negative effects remained, and then he encountered the Breeze Ballroom, an environment where old bones were buried, so he had a certain physical consciousness in his dream.

It seems that there is really a problem underground here...

Lumian sighed silently, got out of bed, put on his coat, and planned to sleep somewhere else to verify his conjecture.

At this time, the night was very dark, and there was no light coming out of the Breeze Ballroom. He followed the shadows on the roadside and returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel, which had locked its door.

This did not bother Lumian. He did not try to knock on the door to wake up Mrs. Fells, who was not in a good temper. He went around to the side, followed the water pipe, and climbed into the balcony on the second floor. In room 207, Lumian I slept until 6 o'clock in the morning, and only had a few short dreams here and there, which were all normal.

"Sure enough, it was the old bones deep under the Breeze Ballroom that triggered the remaining power of the prying glasses in me..."

Lumian sat up with joy and a little disappointment.

He originally planned to use the "Peeping Glasses" to make one to two pictures with supernatural powers every day and save them for possible future needs, but now it seems that the "Peeping Glasses" cannot be used too frequently. At least he has to wait until all the previous negative effects have subsided before he can try again. Otherwise, over time, some very scary and weird things may happen, and eventually he will die in a strange way like the "lawyer" who left behind the glasses, leaving only an abnormal pair. Weird oil paintings with lasting effects.

"Go to sleep at the Breeze Ballroom tonight and judge whether the negative effects are completely gone by whether you have that kind of dream...

After that, you can't wear it more than II times in a short period of time... This is because Mr. K didn't mention the details. Well, you still have to use it yourself. Only by experiencing it can you understand intuitively... Lumian got up energetically and went to the bathroom. Finished washing up.

Today is Sunday, many tenants are taking a break, and it is very quiet in the morning. There is almost no fighting for the bathroom.

And Mrs. Fells came up from time to time to check the water meters on each floor to see if anyone was wasting tap water.

The contract signed between the Golden Rooster Hotel and the Imperial Water Company is that the water supply shall be no less than 250 liters and no more than 500 liters per day at 100 Firkin per year.

Lumian took a leisurely stroll to the cafe on White Coat Street, tried some unique foods such as Sabre cookies and croissant-shaped but softer brioche bread, and then found a place to exercise. When he returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel, he saw Charlie, wearing a linen shirt and black trousers, sitting on the steps outside the door, eating a mouthful of meatloaf and a sip of apple sour wine.

"So early?" Lumian asked with a smile.

The Breeze Ballroom doesn't close until midnight, and it's not yet 8:30 in the morning.

Charlie didn't know for a moment, so he quickly got up, greeted the boss, and got along as usual. After hesitating for a moment, he stood up and said with a smile: "I have to get ready to go to the ballroom again if I sleep for a while."

I feel like I can’t always be like this and I have to have some time where I don’t have to sleep or work. Otherwise, I will feel that the Breeze Ballroom opens at 10 am at the earliest.

"Feel like you don't have your own life, like a machine specially designed for work?" Lumian helped Charlie complete the rest of the words.

"Yeah!"

Charlie agreed deeply, you are so educated! Sometimes, you don't look like a gangster at all, er, you don't look like the leader of the Savoyard Party, but more like a civilized person.

If nothing else happens, I should be studying at a university in the Memorial Hall area now. In my free time, I go to Trier underground with my classmates for adventures. Lumian's mood darkened, and he concentrated on staring at Charlie.

This was what he used to observe Susanna. Tools for whether and when Mattis's problems still exist.

"You, what are you looking at?"

Charlie was a little panicked. Did you see anything wrong? His fortune has been normal and stable recently... Lumian was relieved, smiled, raised his right hand, and waved behind Charlie: "Good morning Susanna!"

Charlie turned around abruptly, his eyes widened, not missing any detail. After a few seconds, he exhaled and turned half of his body, forced a smile, and said to Lumian: "You are joking again." That name is His latest nightmare.

"I'm training your mental endurance. This way, if something goes wrong again, you won't be panicked and unable to think of a solution."

Lumian patted Charlie on the shoulder seriously.

At almost half past nine, he returned to Breeze Dance.

As soon as they entered the door, Luis and Sakota came up to them and said in unison: "Boss, there's something going on!"

"What's the matter?" Lumian asked with a smile, as if he couldn't see the anxiety and uneasiness of the second subordinate.

Louis looked at the stairs and said in a low voice: "Red Boots", "Giant", "Rat", they are all here, something serious must have happened.

"Every leader is here?" Lumian recalled what he had done recently and found nothing that offended all the leaders of the Savoie Party.

He is very peaceful these days! "right."

Louis nodded heavily.

Lumian walked to the II floor without caring and saw Franka and others.

Franka changed into a pair of darker red boots, and wore light-colored trousers and a dark skirt that was recently popular in Trier to match trousers, with a more men's formal suit on top.

She raised her right leg and placed it on top of her left leg, looking at Lumian walking over with a smile.

On her right is Baron Brignier, who is wearing a formal suit and a top hat. On her left is a man no more than 1.6 meters tall, with a thin face and a sidelong mustache. This man wears a dark brown short coat and has dark hair. Gray and black, quite dense, with dark blue eyes, a little anxious.

"Rat 'Krystal."

Baron Brignel introduced Lumian rather politely.

He then pointed at a man opposite and said: "Bleck with bloody palm."

Blake has brown hair and blue eyes, a round face, and looks in his early thirties. He has a warm smile and does not look like a gang leader at all.

He was wearing clothes that were closer to formal attire. His hands were relatively large and had distinct joints, and he held a slowly burning cigar between his hands.

"Good morning everyone."

Lumian dragged an armchair and sat one meter away from the table, pretending that I was the master here.

giant. Simon glanced at him, took a puff from his cigarette and exhaled gray-blue smoke and said, "Krystal is in some trouble and needs our help."

"What's the trouble?" Lumian turned his attention to "Mouse" Christo, who was an important contributor to the Breeze Ballroom's huge profits.

Although there is definitely a markup on the smuggled wine he sells, just because there is no tax, it is much cheaper than the prices at the liquor wholesale stores in Trier. Moreover, a large part of what Christo sells is moonshine. Looking at the relatively well-known brands and origins, Christo, who looked like a mouse, gritted his teeth and said: "I have a batch? The goods have disappeared underground."

The person who delivered and escorted the goods is also missing. Damn, my brother is also inside, and his wife and children are crying in my house now! "What happened in Underground Trier? So did the smugglers who carried the goods and the people who provided force. Ostatrull said that he used to help people carry underground books. Well, Underground Trier can't use carriages and so on. You can only rely on people to carry things... Lumian nodded slightly and asked: "What kind of goods? "A batch of red wine and brandy, and some black fish. "

mouse. Christo couldn't help but slapped the table, "Damn, I've walked that route many times and nothing has happened before, and I haven't encountered that group of hyenas. Hyenas refer to the people who specialize in investigating smuggling businesses and are responsible for the underground order." The therapeutic quarry police."

Seeing that Lumian was a little confused, Baron Brignel explained casually: "Blackfish refers to the gun."

Among the five most profitable businesses for gangsters, the moonshine industry chain is the second most profitable. The arms business is the least profitable because the demand is too small. The most profitable casino business is not so popular in the market area because of the income of people here. They are not too high, and the money that can be squeezed out is quite limited. Compared with gambling that requires using their brains, those who have been busy for a day would rather drink some cheap wine, twist their bodies and find a beautiful dancer to vent their emotions.

As for the trafficking of psychotropic drugs, the Trier Police Department severely cracks down on it.

After multiple warnings from the Market District Police Headquarters, similar incidents no longer occurred at the Breeze Dance Hall, but there were still occasional incidents at the Nightingale Street Dance Hall managed by "Giant" Simon.

Lumian looked at "Mouse" Christo and said, "Is there anyone suspicious?" "No," Christo said in annoyance, "Damn, that route is very hidden. Except for me and my people, the market No one in the district knows.”

He paused and said his purpose: "I would like to ask you to help me find clues on that route, using the methods we are best at."

I've already walked through it myself, but I didn't get much. Why don't you wait for Lumian to speak? Red boots. Franka nodded and said: "We II will go in groups, so that no one will care about what happens on the ground."

"Well, I'm in a group with Ciel. I happen to have something to talk to him about." Giant. Simon's eyes moved back and forth between Franka and Charles several times, and finally remembered that Charles was suspected of sleeping with Franka's mistress and wearing a green hat on her.

Taking the opportunity to cause trouble for Ciel? "Giant" Simon nodded slightly and said to "Blood Palm" Black: "Let's work in groups."

Baron Brignel then looked at "Mouse" Christo: "I'll walk with you again."

After the II group of Baron Brignel and "Giant" Simon completed the underground route and gained nothing, Lumian and "Red Boots" Franka followed a smuggler into the underground Trier.

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