"Commission"

Hearing Lumian's words, Charlie's body trembled:

"You, you don't want others to know that you joined Savoie Gang?"

In his understanding, whether it is Savoie Gang, Stinger Gang, or any other Gang, the leader has a certain reputation. Messy Street or Market District can be used to scare others, and Police has never gone to find them.

Lumian took a sip of Sour Wine and smiled again:

"That doesn't matter. I'm just reminding you, don't talk about things you shouldn't talk about."

He is now infiltrated into Savoie Gang, but he should not be considered the leader. After all, he has not really participated in the core affairs of Savoie Gang. There are not many Thug following him, and he just manages a poor and broken "Golden Rooster Inn".

Therefore, Lumian also hopes to gain a greater reputation as soon as possible and quickly improve his status in Savoie Gang to complete the mission of Mr. K.

The purpose of completing the mission of Mr. K is to further gain his trust and favor and join the organization behind him to complete the mission of "Magician" Lady.

Why does it feel weird...Lumian raised his left hand and touched his chin.

Charlie next to him asked cautiously, "What things should not be said?"

He had some guesses, but he was afraid that his guesses were not comprehensive enough and that he would offend this friend who had no law in his eyes without realizing it.

Lumian smiled and turned his head to the side, looking at Charlie:

"I can't talk about things related to Suzanne Matisse, including how I threatened her and how I pretended to be Lawyer and entered Police Station to communicate with you."

He had long wanted to tell Charlie a few words like this, but he never found the opportunity.

"I understand." Charlie relaxed and said with great anticipation, "I want to tell the people in Bar how you and I overturned Wilson and kicked him out of the hotel..."

Bragging in the form of speeches is one of his hobbies.

At this time, Lumian and Eyes become a little deeper.

His intuition told him that Charlie would be a little unlucky recently, but it was not too serious.

Theoretically speaking, this should have nothing to do with Suzanne Matisse, otherwise it would not just be a little unlucky, but Calamity... It seems that there is no need to worry about Suzanne Matisse recently, but in the past few days? Lumian analyzed the Fortune he sensed.

He also discovered just now that unless the other party is particularly unlucky, or very lucky, or something will endanger his life recently, he must concentrate and be patient in order to grasp the rough Fortune of the target through intuition.

This is different from Danger Sense of "Hunter", which is not completely passive stimulation.

Charlie's voice became softer as he spoke. He looked back at Lumian and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

He seriously suspected that Charles wanted to play a prank on him again!

Lumian laughed:

"You should go to the nearest 'Eternal Blazing Sun'Church to pray for good luck, otherwise you will encounter some bad things recently."

He spoke in exactly the same tone as when Osta Trull deceived people.

"What bad thing?" Charlie blurted out.

It took him a second to react:

"How did you know?"

"I guessed." Lumian replied with a smile.

It was indeed a joke... Charlie breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then I hope you're not right."

"No, it must be accurate." Lumian said that he really couldn't tell the truth anymore.

Charlie looked at him with suspicious eyes, disbelief written all over his face.

Lumian chuckled:

"If it's not accurate, I'll beat you up, so that something bad happens to you and it proves that I guessed correctly."

"..." Charlie couldn't find the words to respond.

Can it still be like this?

However, this idea is quite good. If you modify it, you can use it to prank other people...

Lumian was about to get up when he suddenly saw a khaki stray dog so skinny that his bones were sticking out, approaching "Golden Rooster Inn" from the shadows on the street, trying to pass by and go to the vendor selling rotten fruit to pick up the garbage he threw away.

The stray dog moves forward very cautiously, because there are many poor people who want to catch it and eat its meat.

At this moment, Lumian stepped over Past, stretched out his hand to hold the stray dog's neck, and pinned it to the ground.

The stray dog was caught off guard and failed to react effectively, and its limbs struggled wildly.

Its mouth opened ferociously, trying to bite someone, but its head couldn't move.

Lumian took out the vial originally containing Tulip powder with his other hand and poured the contents directly into his pocket.

Then, he put the small bottle next to the stray dog's head, and followed it with saliva dripping from its mouth wide open and howling wildly.

Not long after, Lumian received what seemed to be 5 ml, so he released his right palm from holding the stray dog's neck and stood up.

The stray dog reflexively wanted to bite him, but after he glanced at it, he whimpered, clamped his tail between his legs, and ran away quickly.

Charlie next to him was stunned when he saw it.

A story he had heard told before quickly came to mind.

The protagonist in that story likes to use a sentence written by the best-selling author Aurora Li to describe the villain's ferocity:

Any dog that passes by will be kicked by him!

Lumian After drinking Sour Wine, he entered the hotel.

When he passed by Receptionist, Mrs. Fels, who always had a sullen expression on That One, stood up and forced a smile:

"Good morning, Mr. Charles, Charles."

Lumian glanced at the fat Mrs. Fels and asked thoughtfully, "Mr. Eve is not here today either?"

Mr. Eve is the Boss of "Golden Rooster Inn", and his stingy reputation is widely spread among Messy Street.

As the new "protector" of "Golden Rooster Inn", Lumian felt it was necessary to have a chat with Mr. Eve, lest he worry that Savoie Gang would ask him for more money and go directly to the police.

Mrs. Fels quietly curled her lips:

"Although he is very stingy and only hires someone to clean the hotel once a week, he, tsk, loves to be clean and doesn't want to come to the hotel."

"Who cleans his house?" Lumian asked funnyly.

"He is a widower, and he cleans by himself and his two children." Mrs. Fels looked down upon her face.

If she had so much money and a hotel, she would definitely hire people to do these things and she would only be responsible for enjoying it.

Lumian nodded and smiled:

"Monday I just finished cleaning and I didn't see him coming. Is he still alive?"

Mrs. Fels said with a little fear, "I will go to his house three times a week and give him the money I earned from the hotel and various bills. I will tell him that you want to see him."

She misunderstood what Lumian meant and thought he was threatening Mr. Eve - if he didn't come to meet the new protector of "Golden Rooster Inn" as soon as possible, she would have to consider whether he could still be alive.

Lumian didn't explain, went up to the second floor, entered the room, and put Mr. K's fingers hidden under the pillow back into his pocket.

After handling the Tulip powder, he was about to buy some boxes and bottles to store the materials collected later, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Lumian opened the door a little confused, because the footsteps were not familiar to him at all.

Standing outside the door was a man about forty years old. He was wearing a dark jacket, washed-to-white brown trousers, and a dirty cotton hat. He said with a smile, "Is this Mr. Charles?"

"Is it Lady?" Lumian sneered.

At the same time, he has finished observing the other person's appearance, expression and body movements:

The brownish hair is a little greasy, but it is neatly combed. Deep Brown and Eyes are obviously flattering. There are some smile lines around the mouth. The overall image of the person is not bad. He is the type who is relatively approachable but can't hide his slickness.

"Yes, yes," the man echoed Lumian's words.

Lumian moved his eyebrows:

"You are?"

"I am Fitz who lives in 401, a bankrupt businessman." The slightly slippery and friendly middle-aged man said with a smile.

Without waiting for Lumian to ask further, he took the initiative to talk about his purpose:

"It's like this. I went bankrupt because I was defrauded of 100,000 Felkine. I traveled back and forth between Trier and Susie for more than ten years. I finally saved a fortune and planned to get married and have children. As a result, I met the liar. He used a joint venture as an excuse to defraud me of all my savings.

"If you can help me get that money back, I'm willing to give you thirty percent, no, fifty percent!"

Lumian did not let Fitz enter Room 207. He stood at the door with his arms folded and asked with a smile, "Why didn't you ask Margot or Wilson to help you get the money?"

This doesn't require paying anything in advance.

Fitz is not hiding anything:

"I approached Margot and he agreed, but then one day he told me that the money would not be returned."

Will Stinger Gang come back? Is it that the liar has also gone bankrupt, or is it that the power behind him makes Stinger Gang a little afraid? Lumian, who was not taking it seriously at first, concentrated his energy:

"Margot Did you say why?"

Fitz shook his head:

"No, but it's certainly not because Timmons became poor.

"The store he opened in Observatory District'Different from the Rest'Dance Hall is very profitable!"

Timmons...Lumian suspected that there might be some organization behind the scammer, or that he was protected by some big shot or powerful person, so that Stinger Gang didn't dare to force him to pay back the money.

Of course, we don't rule out the possibility that Timmons itself is very powerful.

"Then why do you think I can help you get it back?" Lumian looked at Fitz with a smile.

Fitz thought for a few seconds and told the truth:

"You are more ruthless than Margot, and even if you don't dare to ask for it after investigation, I won't lose anything.

"If I can't get that money back, I can't pay anything."

"Very honest." Lumian nodded, "I will find out the truth later, but don't have high expectations."

If Timmons relies on Bluff to scare Stinger Gang away, who wouldn't love the idea of easily earning 50,000 Felkine?

The bankrupt businessman Fitz originally just gave it a try. After receiving a positive reply, he expressed his gratitude and left the second floor.

At this time, Lumian found that his spirituality had recovered a lot, and the recovered spirituality alone was more than his original spirituality.

"'Mendicant Friar' has also brought about a substantial increase in spirituality. At least at the level of Sequence 8, my spirituality is not much worse than that of other Pathway..." Lumian muttered silently.

At the same time, he remembered a subtle feeling when he drank Sour Wine just now:

If he can stay poor, Temperance, not drink alcohol, not waste, seek alms and preach, and demand himself as an ascetic Monks, then his intuitive induction of Fortune and the probability of success and final effect of the five Ritual Magic will be improved to a certain extent.

But Lumian doesn't intend to do that. He thinks it will cause him to become more and more like "Gifted" and gradually be assimilated by Him.

After gathering his thoughts, Lumian walked out of the room, planning to go to Breeze Ballroom to find someone from Savoie Gang to help him collect other materials and corresponding containers needed for "Prophecy".

Make the most of everything!