Chapter 219 "Performance Coaching" Lumian was unsure whether Janna's being wanted would affect her family, so he had to turn his head and look at Franca to see if she could use her channels to make the official Beyonders ignore a small performing apprentice. Franka did not hide her embarrassment: There is no problem in asking brother "007" to help conceal something, but if you want to be so detailed as to ask him to cover up someone in an operation, two conditions must be met: one is that he himself participated in the operation and happened to be responsible for checking the performing apprentices, and the other is that he has mastered the general information about Janna and can determine who he needs help from. And Franka didn't think that "007" was in the market area by coincidence. At most, he was just passing on information, and the possibility of him being directly responsible for the operation was very low. "I can try, but there's no guarantee it will work." Franca looked at the worried Janna and comforted her with vague words. Jenna said "hmm", her worries eased a little, but she was still trying hard to think of other solutions. Lumian thought for a moment and said in a mocking tone: “Why would you, an acting apprentice, worry so much? "Even if the official Beyonders check every person in the Old Pigeon Cage, the energy they allocate to you will definitely be the least. Think about it, how long have you been in the market area? You haven't even figured out how to be an acting apprentice, and you haven't even had the opportunity to play a marginal supporting role. How could you be a female member of the Bliss Society?" "Yes." Franca agreed, "When you're not studying acting, you spend your time singing in bars and dance halls to earn money. You have very few interactions with the followers of the Old Pigeon Cage cult, so you're one of the least suspicious people. As long as you tell the investigators the truth, you may not even have to accept confirmation of your supernatural abilities later."
Lumian followed with a smile: "Even if there is, it mainly depends on whether you believe in the 'Mother Tree of Desire', whether you are a 'stingy person' or a 'sex addict', and you are definitely not. "This is a blind spot in the thinking of the official Beyonders during their investigations, and you can fully utilize it. "Didn't you say you're a great actor? Go ahead and show it off! "Well... when the sun rises, go to St. Robert's Church to pray, and bring back an ornament that shows your identity as a believer of the Eternal Sun. Wear it on your body, and when you enter the old pigeon cage, regardless of whether the official Beyonders have arrived or not, you should praise the sun frequently. "This is something that the followers of the evil god rarely do. It can effectively distinguish you from them. If the official Beyonders notice these details, they will most likely put you on the list of people they can trust." As Jane listened, her eyes gradually lit up: "Yes. "A performing apprentice who devoutly believes in the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' and has just joined the Old Pigeon Cage for a few months will not convert to the evil god so quickly. We only need to do a simple investigation... "As long as I guide them to confirm that I am a follower of the evil god, they will most likely not think that I became a Beyonder due to other circumstances..." Jana became more and more excited as she spoke, put down the pile of clothes on her lap, and stood up. She paced and gestured, as if she was imitating the performance of an apprentice who devoutly believed in the "Eternal Sun". Madam, it seems that you are not so devout in your belief in the Eternal Sun, otherwise there would be no need for prior rehearsal... Lumian clicked his tongue and muttered. Charlie was stunned while listening: “Little Bitch” Janna is also a person with magical powers? I am the only normal person here... Janna performed for a while in front of the imaginary official extraordinary person, and gradually felt more confident. Franka watched quietly, her eyes flickering, a bunch of worthless garbage in her mind: If Janna and I had the ability to be an "actor", wouldn't we be the perfect Cosplayers? We can act like anything, tsk tsk... After a while, Janna calmed down and looked at Charlie warily: "I heard that you like to give speeches in bars and tell other people's secrets in the form of stories.
"If you ever tell anyone that I have supernatural powers, I will hand you over to a homosexual 'sex addict'. Hehe, you can imagine what will happen to you now." Charlie couldn't help but think about it, shuddered, raised his right hand and said: "Praise the sun, I swear in the name of God that I will not tell your secrets to others! "I just said before that you and Ciel became lovers..." Charlie paused abruptly, feeling that the atmosphere in the living room had become strange again. Lumian shrugged quietly to Franca, indicating that it was just a rumor. Janna sneered: "You wouldn't also say that Franka joined Ciel and I to form a solid triangle?" "No." Charlie shook his head quickly. At the same time, he thought this statement was quite interesting and something he had not thought of before. Janna sat back on the armchair and continued to talk about the old pigeon cage she knew. Lumian and Franca listened, asking questions from time to time while guarding against possible attacks. ………… Underground Trier. A figure holding a lantern was looking for something along a familiar route. He was of medium height, wearing a black tuxedo, a matching bow tie, and a half-high silk hat. He had a square face, short and thick eyebrows, deep features, and a thick brown beard around his mouth, with the tips all waxed. The light and shadow from the lantern kept swaying on his face, making him look extremely gloomy. After walking for a while, the male figure stopped and looked towards the side where a slight landslide occurred. He stared with his deep brown eyes for a while, and then he suddenly fell to the ground on all fours, his nose twitching. “The smell of gunpowder… the smell of blood…” The male figure stood up solemnly and walked to the buried hole. He seemed to see the broken body through the layers of rubble. ………… White Coat Street was much quieter than the chaotic streets late at night. Except for the noise caused by the passing carriages and the noise made by drunkards on their way home, the night seemed to be frozen. Occasionally, a gunshot was heard from far away, piercing the silence, but was immediately swallowed up by the darkness and moonlight. Lumian and the others chatted intermittently, each of them on edge, worried that a few shadows would suddenly appear in the darkness outside the window. Time passed slowly, and for Charlie, it was like waiting for a verdict, feeling uneasy, anxious, and hopeful. Finally, the distant skyline was dyed with golden red, and soon the entire night was burning, with a deep blue color showing through the red light. "It should be fine." Franca sat up straight on the recliner. Lumian stared at Charlie and found that his fortune was no longer bloody, but became normal, and there was even a sign of him getting rich. The crisis was temporarily resolved, but Susannah Mathis escaped. Will Charlie get a job from the government? Lumian tried to interpret it and nodded:
"I can only say that it will be fine in the short term." After this, he confirmed one thing, that is, even without using the "art of luck change", human fortune can still be changed. He feels that his future destiny is determined by multiple factors, and different choices may lead to different developments. If Lumian had followed Osta Trull and provided protection instead of just giving him a warning when Osta Trull suffered the bloody disaster, he probably would not have been injured. Of course, this does not mean that the situation would definitely develop in a good direction. Osta Trull might have been implicated by Lumian because of his protection, and dragged to the bottom of the river by other water ghosts, and lost his life. Does fate mean that no matter what choices a person makes, a certain fate is bound to come? Lumian turned around, focused his mind, and looked at Jenna. The fortune of this underground singer and performing apprentice was mediocre, with no opportunities or crises. "You, what are you looking at me for?" Janna, who was still in good spirits, asked with a frown. After a whole night of adaptation, she no longer blurts out swear words when she is more careful. Lumian pointed to his eye sockets: "Are you going to the old pigeon coop just like that?" "Yes, I haven't taken off my makeup yet!" Janna stood up quickly and ran into the bathroom holding the pile of clothes. Franka stood up and stretched without caring about her image. She glanced at the bathroom and said to Lumian in a low voice: "Will the performance you mentioned be useful?" “Yes,” Lumian answered confidently. He wasn't too sure before, but after seeing Janna's current fortune, he became more certain. Franca chose to believe Lumian: “I’ll keep an eye on it a bit, too.” She immediately sighed: "You seem to have a lot of experience in deceiving official Beyonders. You are indeed..." She mouthed the next word - "wanted". Not only did they deceive the official Beyonders... Lumian muttered silently, pointing at Charlie and said: "I'll take him back to the Golden Rooster Inn to rest so that the official Beyonders won't be able to find him. I'll leave Janna to you." "You act like she's your lover and she even asked me to take care of her." Franca replied with a sour tone. By the time Janna had removed her makeup and changed her clothes, Lumian and Charlie had already left. Franca also passed on the subsequent information about the altar, "actors", etc. to "007". At this moment, Janna no longer had the smoky circles under her eyes, the obvious blush and flaming lips. Her face was beautiful but a little haggard. While tying her long brown hair into a braid, Janna glanced at the door and said to Franca with a smile: "When did you get together with Ciel? Aren't you afraid that the boss will find out?" Franka laughed out loud: "Him? He's too evil. I can't do it." "Why?" Janna said she couldn't understand. In her opinion, Franka's moral bottom line is not that high, and Charles is only a few months away from physical adulthood. Franka considered her words and said: "After I got in touch with him, I found out that he was the younger brother of one of my relatives." "We are related by blood." Janna expressed her understanding.
She wasn't paying attention to this at all. As soon as she finished braiding her hair, she pointed to the door: “I went to St. Robert’s Church and prayed.” "I'll follow you quietly to prevent any accidents." Franka took out a fluorescent powder and used a spell to make herself invisible. When can I become a "witch"... Janna withdrew her gaze enviously, opened the door and walked out. (End of this chapter)