Mediation

Under the open window of Room 601, Lumian climbed with bare hands, using the bumps, Statues and pipes on the outer wall to get close to the ground layer by layer, just like falling down, Precision and stable.

Soon, he jumped lightly and landed on the edge of White Coat Street, muttering in a low voice, "Why do you have to let me climb down from the sixth floor? I didn't do anything!"

Lumian complained, ducked into the shadows of the street, and walked in the direction of Market Avenue.

In room 601.

Franca looked back at the gently shaking window, straightened out her silk nightgown, and smiled as she faced the slowly opening door.

Jenna, who was wearing a red dress with sequins, put away the spare Key given to her by Franca and stepped into Apartment.

"So early today?" Franca blocked the path where Jenna was looking at the window and asked doubtfully.

Jenna sighed and said, "The band's six-string player had an accident at home. Although it doesn't affect my singing, everyone is not in a good mood. The Dance Hall manager named René asked me to end it early and change the theme tonight to a side dance."

Market District's face-to-face dance is different from the regular one. Men and women embrace each other on the dance floor with only a little light. You rub me and I rub you. It is quite exciting. Dance Hall, which does not have enough dancers, cannot support this kind of dance at all.

"What's the matter?" Franca worked hard to find a topic, silently calculating the time it would take for Lumian to climb to the first floor.

During this process, she secretly complained:

Why is the younger brother of "Muggle" "Hunter" instead of "Assassin"? "Assassin" can jump directly from the sixth floor and land like a feather!

Jenna recounted what happened to the band member and finally said, "Fuck, why do unfortunate people always have more misfortunes?

"Well, although it ended earlier than normal, it was also very late and it would be too troublesome to go home, so I'd better come to your place to sleep."

Jenna lives far away from Market Avenue. When Dance Hall performs late, she chooses to sleep here at Franca. She even has a spare Key.

Warehouse... porter... Recalling the feedback Subordinate gave him, Franca probably guessed that it was the impact of the incident "Rat" Christo.

While she sighed that innocent people still lost their loved ones, she sighed in her heart:

"Brother '007' is very efficient. I Late Night just told him about Person in the Mirror yesterday, and Official Beyonder cleared the exception before this evening."

A man with the internal code "007" of "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society" is a member of Trier and a certain Official Organization, and his rank seems to be quite high. Franca has secret contact information for many Society companions who are in Trier, and occasionally organizes private gatherings.

Of course, Franca does not think that the Person in the Mirror related relationship will end here, because that special Mirror World is still there, Gardner· The mysterious item that Martin got into Trier is still there, and the Classical Silver Mirror in her hand is still there. If these are not eradicated, it only solves the temporary problem. I don't know when similar abnormalities will break out in the future.

Regarding Classical Silver Mirror and Franca who can enter Special Mirror World, their attitude is to be careful and study carefully - there may be some secret of "Witch" Pathway hidden there.

"Why don't you speak?" Jenna stretched out his right hand and waved it in front of Franca.

Franca came back to his senses and sighed softly:

"After hearing the unfortunate experience you mentioned, I was also a little sad."

It was Pain who didn't want to face a large number of innocent people that she followed Lumian's advice and "handed over" the matter to the authorities.

Jenna bypassed Franca and walked to the guest room, intending to change into comfortable clothes.

She glanced around and saw that the window in the living room was open, letting in the cool night breeze.

"I was a little bored just now." Franca quickly threw out the prepared remarks.

Jenna glanced at her suspiciously:

"What's the explanation for this?"

Cough...Franca almost choked on his own saliva.

Fortunately, Jenna didn't think much, entered the guest room, and walked towards Washroom holding Pajamas and pajamas.

After Lumian returned to Market Avenue, he first went around No. 126, where "Black Scorpion" Roger lived, and expressed condolences to the four Gang who were dressed as Vagrant and sitting in different directions away from the target area. From Thug, Promise to Monday, each person will receive 100 Felkine.

That night, he slept in Breeze Ballroom, very restlessly. He woke up from time to time and listened to the movement outside the window, hoping to detect the sound of rapid footsteps.

Wait until dawn, after finishing breakfast at Café and reading the newspaper for a while, Louis came up from the first floor, leaned into his ear and said, "Boss, Everett Police Inspector, please go to Valia Café opposite Police Headquarters for coffee at 10 o'clock."

That One Police Inspector Want to meet me, the newly appointed leader of Savoie Gang? With "Mystery-Peering Glasses" in hand, Lumian is quite calm.

He asked about Louis:

"Who else?"

"A lot." Louis said in a low voice, "It is said that Market District all the gang leaders will go, and voting officially starts today."

Voting for the entire election will last three full days.

That's it... It seems that we are not allowed to destroy Parliamentary Election... I wonder if those Stinger Gang will go? Lumian nodded, left Breeze Ballroom at 9:15, and returned to Golden Rooster Inn.

In Room 207, he put on "Mystery-Peering Glasses" and once again experienced the intense dizziness of falling from a high altitude, his head and feet, and Underground.

Resisting the urge to retching, Lumian took out a side of Mirror and all Cosmetics and started busy.

He didn't make too exaggerated changes, he just thickened his eyebrows, raised his cheekbones, and enhanced some of the shadows, making people instinctively believe that this is Charles instead of thinking of another Someone.

Just after putting on makeup, Lumian immediately knocked Mirror down and didn't even dare to look at Glass Window.

When it was almost ten o'clock, he arrived at Valia Café and was ushered into a box by Waiter.

As soon as he entered, he saw several acquaintances, including Baron Brignais who was wearing a formal suit and a top hat with Pipe, and Franca who was wearing long pants and red boots and Lady’s shirt., the tall "Giant" Simon and the more businessman-like "Blood Palm" Black.

Travis·Everett, who were wearing black uniforms, were sitting at Armchair above. When they saw Lumian entering, they stood up with a smile:

"Are you Charles?"

"Yes, Everett Police Inspector." Lumian responded politely.

Franca, Baron Brignais and others who followed Travis·Everett and others all looked at Lumian with more or less doubtful expressions.

Franca suddenly realized and looked away from the golden black hair. Baron Brignais, "Giant" Simon and others gradually "recognized" that this was Charles.

Everett Police Inspector pushed Black-Rimmed Glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile in his blue eyes, "Market District has only been here for less than three weeks and he has taken over Breeze Ballroom, and he is still so young. He is really outstanding.

"Hey, Market District hasn't been very peaceful this month."

He half-praisingly half-praisingly nodded Lumian, patted a chair next to him and said, "Come, sit here."

"Let me introduce you to the others."

When Lumian stood next to him, Everett pointed at a middle-aged man opposite Coffee Table and said, "Roger, you should be familiar with me, right?"

"Black Scorpion"Roger? Lumian turned his attention to the middle-aged man:

He was wearing a formal suit, his black hair was neatly combed back, his face was a little sinister, and his blue Eyes looked like a deep Sea.

"First time meeting." Lumian replied with a smile, but felt that "Black Scorpion"'s eyes looking at him were extremely cold.

Everett introduced the people sitting around Roger:

"Harman, Castina."

When Lumian first entered the box, apart from Savoie Gang, he only noticed Harman, because he had a very eye-catching Baldy, which was so bright that Lumian wanted to avoid his eyes, fearing that his disguised figure would be revealed.

Looking more carefully, he found that Harman himself had a very distinctive appearance, with strong eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, and deep lips. He was a handsome tough guy. Even sitting there, he could tell that he was not short, and he matched well with the dark breeches and shirt.

Castina is petite, about thirty years old, probably less than 1.55 meters tall. She has curly brown hair and brownish Eyes, exaggerated hips, amazing curves, and thick lips.

"Charles from Savoie Gang, you should be familiar with it, right?" Everett introduced Roger and others.

Roger showed a cold smile:

"Yes, Police Inspector, the impression he left on me will never be forgotten."

"Baldy" Harman's eyes already concealed hatred and cruelty.

Everett sighed and said, "We all live in Market District. Only by living in peace can we have a better Future and make greater wealth.

"If you have any conflicts, you can come to me and I will be responsible for mediation and arbitration.

"Charles, please bring this cup of coffee to Roger, and then hand over Future's half-year Breeze Ballroom income. This is the end of the matter for Margot and Ait. If anyone comes to trouble you with those two things again, you can tell me directly."

Lumian looked at Roger, Harman and Castina in a funny way, and found that there was no trace of forgiveness in their eyes, only extremely suppressed coldness and malice.

Baron Brignais and the others did not speak, as if they were watching a show. Franca shook his head at Lumian, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Lumian bent down and picked up the cup of coffee on Coffee Table.

Suddenly, he raised his hands and poured the brown liquid on "Black Scorpion" Roger.

Roger reacted very quickly and jumped to the side, hitting Coffee Table. Harman and Castina stood up.

At the same time, Lumian pointed at "Black Scorpion" Roger and cursed loudly, "Fuck you! Are you not going to give Police Inspector face? Are you pretending to be Mute? If you don't want to mediate, just say it, I, Charles, am waiting for you at Breeze Ballroom!"

"The look in your eyes tells me that you will definitely take revenge!"

Arrogant...Franca I didn't expect Lumian to be so courageous.