Chapter 199 Clearing Hugues Artois? Lumien had never expected this answer. The rival Savoy Party and the Sting Gang actually support the same candidate? If Hugues Artois is successfully elected, will he help the Sting Gang deal with the Savoy Party, or help the Savoy Party completely squeeze out the Sting Gang, or ask the two sides to live in peace? The more Lumian thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong: If the big man behind the Savoy Party and the Sting Gang was Hugues Artois, the two sides wouldn't have reached the current level! Although Lumian contributed to this, wasn't he also doing it according to the boss and Baron Brinell's instructions? Moreover, Hugues Artois was not even a city councilor before, and he has not yet been elected as a member of Congress. Why should he protect the Savoy Party and the Sting Gang? The only explanation is that the power of the Enlightened Party is at work, but the Enlightened Party would not support two gangs and let them fight to the death. Lumian, who lacked experience in this area, thought for a long time but could not come up with an answer. He could only sigh regretfully: There is no way to mobilize the Savoyards to secretly threaten voters not to vote for Hugues Artois! He looked at Louis and asked doubtfully: "Why didn't I know that we Savoyards supported Hugues Artois?" Louis suddenly became nervous: "I thought the Baron had given you instructions, sir." Isn’t this the meaning of handover?
Baron Brinell was in a bad mood because he lost the most profitable Breeze Ballroom. He was too lazy to remind people of many things. Anyway, they would know it when they should know it? Lumian muttered to himself, walked out of the Breeze Ballroom, and went all the way back to the Golden Rooster Hotel. He went straight up to the third floor, walked to Room 5 where Anthony Reid, the intelligence dealer, lived, and knocked on the wooden door. The sound of "dong dong dong" echoed, but no one responded. He's not here... That's right, how can an intelligence dealer stay at home every day... Lumian took out the notepad and fountain pen he carried with him, and used Anthony Reed's door as a table to quickly write a paragraph: "I have received news that Louis Lund will appear on Market Avenue this Saturday and Sunday. Please keep an eye on his whereabouts. If you see him, notify me immediately. I will be in Room 207 of the hotel or in the Breeze Ballroom. At that time, the balance will be paid as agreed. "Charles." After stuffing the note into room 305 through the crack in the door, Lumian returned to the Breeze Ballroom and stayed in the cafe, waiting for feedback. As dusk approached, a gangster who was stationed near 126 Market Avenue ran back to the dance hall and went up to the second floor. Found Louis Lund? Lumian stood up and looked at the subordinate. The gangster was inexplicably nervous, as if he was being stared at by a hungry lion. Without waiting for Lumian to ask, he spoke quickly and stutteringly: "Boss, no, it's bad! "I saw a group of policemen go to the yard!" The yard? Isn't that the boss's business? Uh, there is a warehouse of "rat" Christo near the yard... Is this the result of Franca's "report"? Lumian quickly thought of a possibility. This made him very disappointed. What man in the mirror, what possible danger, in his eyes, they are not even as important as a hair of Louis Lund! Controlling his inner emotions and the remaining excitement on his body, Lumian said to his subordinate: “I understand, I’ll take care of it. "You go back to your original position now and continue to wait for the person on the wanted list. In half an hour, I will have the other four take your place and come back to rest." "Yes, boss." The gangster breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked into the stairs. After watching his figure disappear, Lumian looked down at his hands.
They were still trembling slightly. This was caused by a sudden burst of excitement and agitation when he thought his men had brought news about Louis Lund. Sometimes, my emotions are still not stable enough... Fortunately, I can receive psychological treatment again this Sunday... Lumian sighed to himself, sat down and took a sip of coffee. In order to welcome Louis Lund in the best possible condition, he didn't even order any wine. ………… Outside the warehouses belonging to "Rat" Christo. He and most of his men and porters were gathered together, surrounded by twenty or thirty policemen in black uniforms and armed with guns. Crystal put on a flattering smile and said to the police inspector Travis Everett, whom he knew: "Mr. Superintendent, why is the warehouse suddenly surrounded? “I’m a legitimate businessman!” Everett, who was about thirty years old, wore black-framed glasses and had a broad chin, looked at Crystal and said in a deep voice: "Don't think we don't know what you do normally. We don't punish you because you still follow the rules and know what to do and what not to do. Now, your only choice is to cooperate with us and get things sorted out as soon as possible." Crystal keenly heard the hope in Superintendent Everett's words and nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, no problem!" He had already distributed yesterday's batch of goods, and as long as the real accounts were not found, there would be no actual evidence to accuse him. Everett, who had short black hair, turned sideways and said to a man next to him: "Mr. Deputy Assistant Superintendent, you may begin." The man had a rugged look, shaggy blond hair, golden eyebrows and beard, and wore a slightly too small black police uniform, but with buttons made of gold. On his epaulettes there was a silver-white seven-petal fleur-de-lis with a small off-white diamond-shaped square next to it. This stands for Deputy Assistant Superintendent of Police. Above the superintendent, the Trier Police Department has four more levels, from low to high: chief superintendent, deputy assistant superintendent, assistant superintendent, and deputy superintendent. Among them, there is only one deputy police inspector, and that is the Minister of the Trier Police Department. The only person with a higher police rank than him in the entire Republic of Intis is the Minister of the National Police Department, a police inspector. Assistant Superintendent and Deputy Assistant Superintendent belong to the deputy ministers and police commissioners of the Trier Police Department. On their epaulettes, there are small off-white diamond-shaped squares next to the seven-petal fleur-de-lis. The Superintendent has four, the Deputy Superintendent has three, the Assistant Superintendent has two, the Deputy Assistant Superintendent has one, and the Chief Superintendent has none. In other words, the position of this burly man with blond hair and a golden beard was equivalent to that of the police commissioner Emok, who was in charge of the entire Honest Market area, but Crystal didn't know him at all. "Just call me Angoulême," the rugged-looking deputy assistant inspector responded simply. His eyes then swept over Kristo, Erken and the others, making them inexplicably feel as if the sun was too glaring and they had to lower their heads. Angouleme retracted his gaze and said to the several members in plain clothes behind him: "You can bring that thing over now." Two team members walked over to a carriage parked nearby and took down a wide, flat, large object covered with a black velvet curtain. They then set the thing up beside Angoulême. Angouleme looked at "Mouse" Christo and the others, raised his chin slightly and said: "You guys line up in front of me, one by one."
Christo felt that the little guy in his pocket was obviously trembling, and guessed that Angouleme should be an official Beyonder, and his strength was very strong. After considering for a few seconds, he walked tremblingly in front of Angouleme without daring to resist. Angouleme suddenly pulled back the black velvet curtain, revealing the complete appearance of the items beside him: It was a full-length mirror, of simple style, mounted on a rusty black iron stand. The surface of the mirror instantly reflected Christo's figure, every detail clearly visible. Christo didn't feel anything unusual, but Erken behind him suddenly changed his expression. He turned sharply to the left and tried to escape. There were nearly twenty other people, including some coolies and porters, who did the same thing as him. Bang, bang, bang! The several team members following Angoulême were well prepared. They raised their arms and pulled the trigger. The bullets shot out and hit the people who were trying to escape, but they seemed to have hit phantoms, passing through them and falling in the distance. Angouleme calmly stretched out his left hand and adjusted the direction of the full-length mirror next to him. The mirror then reflected Erken's figure, but the background was dark. Erken froze in place for a moment, still running. Then, with a look of horror on his face, he was uncontrollably sucked into the full-length mirror. As soon as the two collided, Erken's body suddenly disappeared. A moment later, he appeared in the mirror, his face stained with blood, his expression became hideous, full of hatred and resentment. He opened his mouth and seemed to be shouting loudly, but he was dragged by an invisible force into the extremely dark background of the mirror and disappeared. Crystal was stunned when he saw this scene and forgot to help his brother. There was only one thought echoing in his mind: “They really have a problem…” At the same time, Angoulême's men were trying to control those who were fleeing, and their various abilities frightened the ordinary people who were surrounded so much that they squatted on the ground, lowered their heads, and trembled. ………… In the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian, who was sitting at the bar and listening to Janna singing, received the news two hours ago that "Rat" Kristo was fine but a group of his men were killed. The efficiency is not bad... He praised the official Beyonder of the market area in his heart. As the obscene song ended, a woman who had been waiting nearby came onto the stage, rushed to a young band member, and shouted twice while sobbing. She seemed to be saying that so-and-so was dead. The band member was stunned and bewildered, as if he had heard extremely shocking news and was unable to react for a while. A few seconds later, he dropped the Russell guitar hanging on his body and ran to the bottom of the stage. After running a few steps, he staggered and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled for a few times but was unable to stand up.
The next second, he burst into tears. Janna, who was wearing a red sequined dress, stared for a few seconds, pursed her lips, and ultimately did not go over to comfort him, leaving the band member and the woman who rushed over to cry bitterly. She walked off the stage in silence and met Lumian who was leaving the bar. "What happened?" Lumian asked. Janna sighed softly and said: “His father died in an accident a few hours ago. "I know him and I know it's not easy for him to learn a musical instrument. His father is a porter and his mother is a dishwasher. Without their support, he would have to do hard labor now..." An accident a few hours ago...the porter...Lumian probably understood the reason. He also looked towards the stage in silence. (End of this chapter)