Chapter 158 Janna Although there are many possibilities for Wilson to be miraculously cured in such a short time, such as Lumian's own guess of Sequence 8 "Physician" from the "Tillage" pathway, or Sequence 9 "Pharmacist" from the "Pharmacist" pathway, but since there is hope of finding Mrs. Pualis and her men, Lumian will not let it go. If it wasn't too late for him to make this connection, and Wilson and the others had already gone far away, Lumian would have definitely opened the door of the moving public carriage, jumped out and chased them, and then found a way to get Wilson alive into a cave in an underground quarry and torture him to understand why he recovered so quickly. If this matter really had nothing to do with the evil god that Mrs. Pualis believed in, Lumian would at most apologize to Wilson, and Wilson would have to thank him for not being so cruel and silencing him directly. Of course, silencing is also a solution, and the choice depends entirely on Lumian's mood. When the public carriage stopped at the bus stop, Lumian was the first to walk out of the door and go back to the alley where Wilson and others disappeared. There were no barricades here, and there were many people coming and going. Wilson and others did not step on any obvious markers. After Lumian spent nearly a quarter of an hour carefully distinguishing them, he finally declared failure. He did not lose heart. If he could not catch Wilson, there was still Will and Williamson. In short, there were many leaders of the Sting Gang who were higher than Wilson. Each of them had his own business and territory. The priest could escape, but the church could not. As long as Lumian waited patiently, he would be able to catch one or two of them. And they must be closer to the secret force behind the Sting Gang than Wilson, and knew more! Huh... Lumian suppressed his inner anxiety and planned to observe for a while before designing a hunting plan. If the Sting Gang is really related to the evil god that Madam Pualis believes in, then the leaders at the same level as Maggot are either Sequence 8 with extraordinary characteristics, or evil god followers who have obtained gifts equivalent to Sequence 8 extraordinary people, or they may even be a little stronger. If Lumian rushes in without collecting enough intelligence and digging the corresponding traps, his end will probably not be very good. "Just because I'm a 'provocateur' doesn't mean I can stop thinking of myself as a 'hunter'." After reminding himself mentally, Lumian walked along the market avenue and entered the Breeze Ballroom.
Because it was just after three in the afternoon, there were few customers inside, and no one was singing or dancing. Lumian immediately spotted the gangster thug Louis sitting at the bar drinking pomegranate soda. “Soda?” Lumian walked over with a smile. “Can I have something adult-friendly?” Louis turned his head and saw Charles leaning towards the bar with a smile on his face and a friendly attitude. This made him feel vaguely dazed, and he seemed to not recognize the young man in front of him. Is this still the same Charles who always has a smile on his face but is extremely crazy and cruel, and wants to kill people at the slightest disagreement? This is obviously a young man who has just joined the Savoy Party and still retains the simple and honest country temperament. Louis shook the soda in his hand and smiled bitterly: "I have to stay with the Baron later, so I can't drink." Lumian looked at the bruise on his forehead that had not yet completely disappeared, laughed, and pointed at his own forehead. “It’s still not healed, how many days has it been? "I just saw Wilson. I broke his arm and threw him from the fourth floor. He's fine now." Louis was stunned for a moment: "You mean, Wilson is cured?" "That's what it looks like. I wanted to say hello to him, but he left too quickly." Lumian looked regretful. Say hello? Do you want Wilson to be seriously injured again, or even not give him a chance to get treated? Louis didn't dare to say what was in his mind. He said to himself with a serious expression: “When we clashed with the Sting Gang before, their injured people recovered in a few days. The Baron suspected that they had extraordinary people who were good at healing. "But there has never been anyone who recovered as quickly as Wilson from such a serious injury." "Is it because you have never seriously injured any member of the Sting Gang?" Lumian joked in a sarcastic tone. Louis recalled: "Yes, but very rarely. Moreover, we only saw them again after a long time, and by then they must have fully recovered." So, Wilson's treatment was stronger than the extraordinary abilities of the "doctor" and "pharmacist"? Lumian extracted a very important piece of information from Louis' words. Although that might be a higher-sequence being of the corresponding path, it at least helped him rule out some possibilities. Lumian was just about to ask how the collection of potion ingredients was going when a beautiful figure walked in from the door. She was a girl dressed very eye-catchingly. She had her long brown hair tied up, and let many strands of hair hang down from her ears, cheeks, and the back of her head.
Her face was powdered, and her blue eyes were outlined with black lines, which made her eye sockets look deep and had a bit of decadent charm. At this time, the girl was wearing a red long skirt that boldly exposed her chest, with different numbers of sequins inlaid in different positions of the skirt. Isn't this the singer who sang vulgar songs at the Sting Gang Mill Ballroom? Lumian was stunned for a moment. This is the Breeze Ballroom of the Savoy Party! However, Lumian is not sure yet that the two are the same person, because the singer has a mole on her lip, while the girl has a mole on the left corner of her eye. "Why, are you attracted to that 'little bitch'?" Louis followed Lumian's gaze and looked over. Lumian laughed: "How can you address that lady like that? Be polite." "Sometimes, you and the Baron are really alike." Louis sighed, "Her nickname is 'little bitch', 'little bitch' Janna, a 'flamboyant woman'." "What is a 'flamboyant woman'?" Lumian did not hide his ignorance. After all, he was really a country bumpkin who had just come to Trier from a rural place like Cordu Village. Louis carefully recalled the Baron's description and said unfluently: "She is a female singer whose performance, performance style, and clothing are all very exaggerated." Also a female singer? Lumian asked tentatively: "She sang at the Mill Ballroom, too?" "Yes, as long as you pay, she will sing in any dance hall on the street." As Louis spoke, "little bitch" Janna came over. Her blue eyes swept from Lumian's face to Louis: "Ten songs, four filkins, and I'll take a third of the money thrown on the stage." "No problem." Louis had already received the Baron's instructions. Only 4 Felgin for singing for a whole night? Lumian suddenly had a question: Was the reward he offered to Osta Trull too high? He lacks an intuitive understanding of prices in areas he does not understand. Noticing his gaze, Janna turned her head and smiled at him: "You can look lower." She was referring to her more exposed chest. Lumian, whose only experience came from novels, encountered a similar situation for the first time, but he showed no signs of abnormality and smiled as he said: "I'm just curious. The last time I saw you somewhere else, your mole was next to your mouth, but now it's on the side of your eye." Jenna smiled charmingly and sweetly, her body swaying slightly with laughter, which made Louis couldn’t help swallowing his saliva. "Are you a foreigner?" Janna asked Lumian. Lumian nodded honestly. Janna smiled, leaned forward, pointed at her cheek, and explained softly: "This is the fashion in Trier. Many ladies have a fake mole. Putting it in the middle of the cheek represents elegance, putting it in the middle of the nose represents boldness, putting it on the corner of the eye represents passion, putting it on the lip represents charm, and putting it on the button represents secrets..." As she spoke, she winked at Lumian, as if to say, "I am passionate today."
"As expected of Trier..." Lumian could only sigh. As the distance was shortened, the fragrant breath of Janna's voice and the scent of perfume on her body that seemed to arouse human desire penetrated his nose at the same time. This made Lumian rub his nose subconsciously. Janna immediately cried out "Ouch": "You are not still a virgin, are you? "I'm not a street girl, but if it were you, I'd have no problem with that." She studied Lumian's face and seemed quite pleased with his appearance. Virginity? Something you can regain every morning at six o'clock? Lumian muttered to himself, then smiled nonchalantly: "Now? I'm afraid you won't be able to make it tonight." In the old tavern in Cordu Village, when everyone started to act vulgar, Lumian was often the most vulgar one, otherwise he would easily be laughed at by those guys. Janna couldn't help but laugh twice and waved her hand: "Then I'll find you after I finish singing tonight." After saying that, she walked towards the half-height wooden platform in front of the dance floor and familiarized herself with the environment in advance. Isn't that too perfunctory, without even agreeing on a time and place? Lumian sneered at Janna in his heart. This woman was just teasing me just now! Louis jealously reminded Lumian: “Don’t believe her, she just likes to tease good-looking men and won’t really sleep with you. "I suspect she is Franca's lover." "Franka, 'Red Boots' Franka?" Lumian was a little surprised. "Red Boots" Franca is the leader of the Savoy Party in charge of White Jacket Street, and is suspected to be a woman. "Yes." Louis nodded. "Franca seems to be the boss' mistress, but her attitude towards women is also abnormal. We suspect that she is open to both men and women, and the 'little bitch' is very close to her." The lover's lover... Lumian once again lamented the customs of Trier. Louis stared at Janna, who was moving her body on the stage, and said with a hint of obsession: "She wasn't this attractive when she first arrived at the market area. In the past two years, she has become more and more fashionable and feminine. What a pity..." "If you can become someone on the same level as Red Boots, you might have a chance." Lumian casually provoked Louis' ambition and asked, "Do you have any clues about the three materials I want?" Louis retracted his gaze and said: "I was just about to tell you that they are all here." "So fast?" Lumian was shocked by the efficiency of the Savoy Party. Why don't you just open a factory instead of being a gangster? Louis explains: "'Mouse' Christo has many animals. Some are very valuable, and some are free for us to take as long as we pay the equivalent amount of money. That's how I got the lizard's eyes and the snake's venom sac. The stone in the eagle's nest was given by him." The "rat" in charge of the smuggling business, Christo? Lumian nodded thoughtfully. (End of this chapter)