Chapter 672 Connivance Thinking that Franca would meet with "007" tonight to discuss how to deal with Moran Avni, and that he would have to go back to Trier tomorrow to discuss their respective division of labor and specific details, Lumian decided to summon Janna's messenger Xia Zuotu. After writing down the Magician lady's request on a piece of paper and folding it up, Lumian set up a ritual and made the special "Rabbit of Knowledge" walk out from the candlelight. The first thing that caught Lumian's eye was the miniature half-high silk hat stuck between the two rabbit ears, followed by the gold-rimmed glasses and black windbreaker that were just the right size for the vague rabbit-shaped creature, and finally the small iron-black revolver held in the rabbit's paw. The revolver gleamed with metallic luster, the barrel was extremely thick, the revolver was abnormally large, and it had a very textured feel, which was completely different from the illusion of the top hat, windbreaker, and gold-rimmed glasses. Seeing Xia Zuotu like this, Lumian raised his eyebrows: “Is this a real gun?” Xia Zuotu's eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses are sharp: "Correct." "Janna made it for you?" Lumian asked. Xia Zuotu answered concisely: "This is the reward."
She has a rather cold temperament... Miss Celia Bello, have you considered the consequences of doing this? You haven't! Because I don't know what the consequences will be, unless I consult the "magician" lady... Lumian complained in his heart and handed the folded letter to Xia Zuotu. Seeing this rabbit-like creature imitating a human being preparing to turn around and walk into the candlelight, Lumian, the mischief king of Cordu Village, asked with interest: “Can you shoot?” Xia Zuotu was silent for a moment, as if a little ashamed: "Not yet." Oh, now he is not as cold as Gehrman Sparrow... Lumian laughed softly: “Janna and I are friends, let me help her pay for the postage this time. "Do you want to learn shooting? It includes knowledge and instruction." Xia Zuotu, who was taller than normal rabbits, answered without hesitation: "no problem." The smile on Lumian's face became more obvious. After finding a secluded place on the edge of the primitive jungle and teaching Xia Zuotu how to shoot for a long time, Lumian put his hands in his pockets and staggered back to Tizamo Town, intending to have afternoon tea at the only cafe here. This cafe is called "Bunia" because the owner's name is Bunia. He was an adult man not yet thirty years old. He used to work as a waiter and an apprentice in a cafe in Paros Port. Later, he thought that there were many gentlemen and ladies coming to Tizamo town for hunting and vacation every weekend, but there was no real cafe. So he returned here and converted the ground floor of his house into a semi-open-air cafe. Lumian walked through the tables and chairs placed on the street and came to the cooking table. He smiled and said to the boss and waiter Bunia: "Any Filmore coffee?" Bunya's brown skin is not that deep, his facial features have a mixed-race feel, and his black hair is even a little naturally curly, but his parents are both real Tizamo people, and both their appearance and origin can prove this. The man, who was about 27 or 28 years old, smiled in his not-so-fluent Intis language and said: "No Filmore coffee, sir." Lumian had originally asked with a hint of mischief, and casually switched to a type of Xhosa coffee produced in the state of Matani. He just found a table to sit down and took a sip of the bitter and sweet liquid when he saw Camus with his vest open and Riya in leather armor walk into the cafe. Each of them ordered a cup of Intis coffee and a piece of Tizamo's special corn nut cake. Seeing Riya, the single Bunia became even more shy and got busy without even raising his head.
Camus and Ria, who had received their coffee and corn nut cakes, were about to look for a seat when Lumian raised his arm and greeted them. After Camus and Ria reluctantly sat down opposite him, Lumian asked with a smile: "Why do you look so tired?" Glancing at the spirited adventurer, Camus took a breath and slowly exhaled: "We just finished work and can finally rest." And yesterday I was squatting outside the Briu Hotel until midnight! "I just want to have a good sleep now." After the experience of exploring dreams together last night, Rhea was no longer as taciturn as before when facing Lumian. "Then you guys still drink coffee." Lumian replied with amusement. He could clearly see that neither Rhea nor Camus had the energy of the "Sleepless Man". "I want to hold on until after dinner before going to bed," Camus sighed. Riya shook her head: “Coffee doesn’t do anything for me.” After chatting for a while, Riya finished her corn nut cake, drank her coffee, and returned to the nearby police headquarters to rest. Camus continued to half-slumped in the reclining chair, taking a sip of coffee from time to time. "Has Reasa arrived?" Lumian asked with a smile. Camus was silent for a moment: "Here we are. The two who will follow you tonight will be him, Maislo, and Loban." As for Kolobo, there is no need for him to be on duty. How can we monitor him if we don’t even dare to look at him? As they were talking, Lumien saw Miss Amandine from Palm Manor walking to the outside of Bunia Café with a unicorn in a very good mood. The girl with blue eyes was wearing an off-white hunting suit today, and her black hair was simply tied into a half-high bun on top of her head. After she handed the whip and reins to the dark-brown male servant, she walked towards the cooking table with the maid who also looked like an Intis. Along the way, she happily responded to the greetings of several gentlemen and ladies in the cafe, and greeted several locals who were drinking cheap coffee. Seeing that Camus's eyes were always following the girl, Lumian teased: "Do you want to duel with her fiancé?" "No, I'm not that kind of person," Camus responded with a serious expression. "I admit that she is indeed attractive to me, but she is engaged to Mr. Robert, which is a sign of starting a family. I cannot allow myself to destroy someone else's family." You Feynapote people... Lumian was not mocking, but sighing. Such values are very Fenetorte. Of course, not every Feynapote shares these values. Seeing that Lumian did not respond, Camus said seriously: "Don't set your sights on her." Lumian looked at the young man named Castilla with amusement, waiting for him to give further "explanation". Camus frowned slightly: "I know that you Intis people will not retreat just because the other party has a fiancé or a husband. You may even find it more exciting. But you always chase after momentary pleasures and are rarely willing to take responsibility. Every time you are satisfied and happy, you turn around and leave, leaving a lady to face everything that has been destroyed." "Not every Intis person is like this." Lumian smiled and shook his head. But most people in Trier are like this... But in this kind of thing, no one is innocent... He added a few words in his mind.
Amandine, looking full of energy and a little playful, passed by Camus and Lumien's table with her maid. She greeted Camus first, then looked at Lumien for a few times and said frankly: "I'm Amandine, what's yours?" "Louis Berry." Lumian smiled in response. Amandine nodded and suddenly laughed: "You must have just come from Trier. You look different from the people here." "No, I'm from a village in the south." Lumian switched to Intis with a slight Dariege accent. Amandine was not disappointed. She happily asked a few questions about the folk customs of the southern province of the Republic of Intis, and then took the maid to the table in the corner. Camus watched the two people communicate, opened his mouth, and closed it again. ………… Trier, Memorial Parish. Janna was curled up on the sofa, flipping through some newly bought novels with witch elements, when she suddenly saw Xia Zuotu appear in front of her and handed her a letter. Looking at this strange and cute rabbit-shaped creature, Janna opened the letter, took a look, and asked seriously: "Do you want to pick your own reward, or do you want me to just give you a random book?" "Lumian Lee has already paid for you." Xia Zuotu said in a low but very honest voice. "Witch" Janna suddenly had a bad feeling: "What did he pay?" "He taught me shooting-related knowledge and helped me complete the first stage of practice." Xia Zuotu quickly raised the special revolver in his hand, aimed at the door behind Jana, and quickly put it down. This...Mr. Lumian Li, have you ever considered the consequences of doing this? Janna complained inwardly with both anger and amusement. But it had already happened, and she was powerless to stop it. As her thoughts raced, Jana raised her lips and said with a sweet smile: "The next reward will be a real underarm gun bag, and the next time it will be a custom bullet with special effects. How about that?" Xia Zuotu's eyes behind the glass lenses suddenly became warm: "it is good!" ………… In Tizamo Town, night had already fallen and darkness enveloped the area. Lumian stood in the house of "Sisso" and looked at the cold-tempered deputy captain of the Paros Port Patrol, Reyaza, and the local patrol captain, Maslo, whose face was painted with white paint, and said as if he was instructing Lugano: "Be prepared for the unexpected." This time, he used Dutan. "Okay." This was not the first day that Maslo followed the great adventurer Louis Berry, and he had already gotten used to his style. Reyaza, who was wearing a thin formal suit, did not speak, and used this attitude to express that there was no problem. Lumian took out the brown "mystery-seeing glasses" from the "traveler's bag".
His first thing tonight was to use this strange object to observe the "Siso" house from different perspectives to see if he could find the source of its abnormality. After reconfirming his own condition and preparation, Lumian put the brown gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. The familiar feeling of dizziness arrived as expected, and everything around him appeared in Lumian's eyes in a disrupted and reorganized way. He saw poisonous insects crawling everywhere in the "sky", saw two walls that seemed to be dancing in circles, and saw a puddle of water deep in the soil that seemed to absorb all the light. (End of this chapter)