Chapter 198: Clearance

Hugues Artois? Lu Mian had completely not expected this answer.

The Sawa Party and the Sting Gang, which belonged to competitors, actually supported the same candidate?

If Hugues Artois was successfully elected, would he help the Sting Gang deal with the Sawa Party, or help the Sawa Party completely squeeze out the Sting Gang, or require both sides to live in peace?

The more Lu Mian thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong somewhere:

If the big shots behind both the Sawa Party and the Sting Gang were Hugues Artois, the two sides wouldn't have reached the current extent!

Although this had Lu Mian's contribution, wasn't he also following the wishes of the Boss and Baron Brignier?

Moreover, Hugues Artois wasn't even a city councilor before, and now he hadn't been truly elected as a member of parliament, so why would he protect the Sawa Party and the Sting Gang?

The only explanation was that the power of the Liberal Party was playing a role, but the Liberal Party wouldn't raise two gangs and let them fight to the death.

Lu Mian, who lacked experience in this area, thought for a long time and couldn't get an answer, so he could only sigh regretfully:

Can't mobilize the Sawa Party's coolies to secretly threaten voters not to vote for Hugues Artois!

He looked at Louis and questioned suspiciously:

"Why didn't I know that our Sawa Party supports Hugues Artois?"

Louis suddenly became nervous:

"I thought the Baron had told you, Boss."

Isn't this the meaning of the handover?

Baron Brignier was in a bad mood because he lost the most profitable Breeze Dance Hall, so he was too lazy to remind him of many things. Anyway, he would naturally know when he should know? Lu Mian muttered in his heart, left the Breeze Dance Hall, and walked all the way back to the Golden Chicken Hotel.

He went straight to the third floor, walked to the door of room 5 where the intelligence peddler Anthony Reid lived, and knocked on the wooden door.

The sound of dong dong dong echoed, and no one responded.

Not here... That's true, what intelligence peddler would stay at home every day... Lu Mian took out the memo paper he carried with him and the absorbent fountain pen, used Anthony Reid's door as a table, and wrote a paragraph:

"I received news that Louis Lund will appear on Market Avenue from Saturday to Sunday. Please pay attention to his whereabouts. Once you find him, notify me immediately. I am either in room 207 of the hotel or at the Breeze Dance Hall. By then, the final payment will be paid according to the agreement.

"Xia Er."

After stuffing the memo paper into room 305 from the door crack, Lu Mian turned back to the Breeze Dance Hall, stayed in the cafe, and waited for feedback.

When it was almost dusk, a gang thug guarding near 126 Market Avenue ran back to the dance hall and went to the second floor.

Found Louis Lund? Lu Mian stood up abruptly and looked at the subordinate.

That gang thug was inexplicably nervous, as if he had been stared at by a hungry lion.

Before Lu Mian could ask, he said hurriedly and stutteringly:

"Boss, no, not good!

"I saw, I saw a group of police go to the yard!"

Yard? Isn't that the Boss's industry? Uh, near the yard is "Rat" Christo's warehouse... Is this Franca's "report" taking effect? Lu Mian quickly thought of a possibility.

This made him very disappointed.

What mirror person, what possible harm, in his eyes, couldn't even compare to a hair of Louis Lund!

Controlling the emotions and the excitement remaining on his body, Lu Mian said to the subordinate:

"I know, I will handle it.

"You go back to your original position now, continue to stake out the person on the wanted poster, and in another half an hour, I will let the other four replace you to come back and rest."

"Yes, Boss." That gang thug breathed a sigh of relief and turned into the stairs.

Watching his figure disappear there, Lu Mian lowered his head and looked at his hands.

They were still trembling slightly.

This was caused by the sudden burst of excitement and agitation when he thought his subordinate had brought news of Louis Lund.

Sometimes, my emotions are still not stable enough... Fortunately, I can receive psychological treatment again this Sunday... Lu Mian sighed secretly, sat down, and sipped coffee.

In order to welcome Louis Lund in the best state, he didn't even order wine.

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Outside the warehouses belonging to "Rat" Christo.

He and most of his subordinates and porters were gathered together, surrounded by twenty or thirty police wearing black uniforms and holding firearms.

Christo piled up a flattering smile and said to the police superintendent Travis Everett he knew:

"Superintendent, why did you suddenly surround the warehouse?

"I am a legal merchant!"

Everett, about thirty years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a wide chin, looked at Christo and said in a deep voice:

"Don't think we don't know what you are doing usually. We don't deal with you because you still follow the rules and know what should be done and what shouldn't. Now, your only choice is to cooperate with us and clarify the matter as soon as possible."

Christo keenly heard hope from the words of Superintendent Everett and nodded immediately:

"Okay, okay, no problem!"

That batch of goods yesterday, he had already distributed it. As long as the real accounts were not found, there was no actual evidence to accuse him.

Everett, whose black hair was shaved relatively short, turned his body sideways and said to a man beside him:

"Deputy Assistant Commissioner, you can start."

That man had a rugged appearance, with fluffy golden hair, golden eyebrows, and a beard, wearing a set of black police uniforms that were slightly small, but the buttons were all made of gold.

On his epaulet was a silver-white seven-petaled iris flower, with a beige diamond-shaped small square next to it.

This represented Deputy Assistant Commissioner.

Above the superintendent, the Trier Police Department had four levels, from low to high: Chief Superintendent, Deputy Assistant Commissioner, Assistant Commissioner, Deputy Commissioner.

Among them, there was only one Deputy Commissioner, and that was the Minister of the Trier Police Department. The one with a higher rank than him in the entire Intis Republic was the Minister of the National Police Department, a Commissioner.

Assistant Commissioner and Deputy Assistant Commissioner belonged to the Deputy Ministers and Police Commissioners of the Trier Police Department. On their epaulets, next to the seven-petaled iris flower, there were beige diamond-shaped small squares. The Commissioner had four, the Deputy Commissioner had three, the Assistant Commissioner had two, the Deputy Assistant Commissioner had one, and the Chief Superintendent had none.

That is to say, this rugged man with golden hair and beard had a position equivalent to the Police Commissioner Emeric responsible for the entire Honest Market District, but Christo didn't know him at all.

"Just call me Angouleme," the rugged-looking Deputy Assistant Commissioner responded simply.

His gaze then swept across Christo, Elken, and others, making them inexplicably feel that the sun was very dazzling, and they had to lower their heads.

Angouleme retracted his gaze and said to several team members in plain clothes behind him:

"You can bring that thing over."

Two team members walked to the four-wheeled carriage parked nearby and moved down something wide, flat, and large, covered with a black velvet curtain.

They then stood this thing beside Angouleme.

Angouleme looked at "Rat" Christo and others, raised his chin slightly and said:

"You line up in front of me, one by one."

Christo felt that the little guy in his pocket was trembling significantly, guessing that Angouleme should be an official Beyonder, and very powerful.

Deliberating for a few seconds, not daring to resist, he walked tremblingly in front of Angouleme.

Angouleme suddenly pulled open the black velvet curtain, revealing the complete appearance of the item beside him:

That was a full-length mirror, with a simple style, embedded in a rusted iron-black stand.

The surface of the mirror instantly reflected Christo's figure, clearly and incomparably.

Christo didn't feel any abnormality, but Elken behind him changed his face drastically.

He turned to the left abruptly, trying to escape.

Making the same behavior were nearly twenty people, including some coolies and porters.

Bang, bang, bang!

Several team members following Angouleme were prepared, raised their arms one after another, and pulled the triggers.

Those bullets shot out and hit the people trying to escape, but they seemed to hit phantoms, passing directly through and falling into the distance.

Angouleme didn't panic, reached out his left hand, and adjusted the orientation of the full-length mirror beside him.

The mirror then reflected Elken's figure, but the background was pitch black.

Elken was instantly frozen in place, maintaining the posture of running.

Immediately after, his face revealed terror but was uncontrollably sucked toward the full-length mirror.

As soon as the two collided, Elken's body suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, he appeared inside the mirror, his face stained with blood, his expression becoming ferocious, full of hatred and resentment.

He opened his mouth, seeming to be shouting loudly, but was dragged by an invisible force, dragged all the way into the abnormally gloomy background of the mirror, and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Christo was stunned, forgetting to help his brother.

Only one thought echoed in his mind:

"They really have problems..."

At the same time, those few subordinates of Angouleme were trying to control those escapees, and various abilities scared the surrounded normal people to squat on the ground, bury their heads low, and tremble.

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Breeze Dance Hall, Lu Mian, who was sitting at the bar listening to Jenna sing, had received news two hours ago that "Rat" Christo was fine but a batch of subordinates had died.

The efficiency is not bad... He praised the official Beyonders of the Market District in his heart.

Following the end of that lewd song, a woman who had been waiting on the side went up to the stage, rushed to a young band member, sobbed, and shouted twice.

She seemed to be saying who had died.

That band member was stunned, very dazed, as if he had heard extremely shocking news, and couldn't react for a while.

A few seconds later, he threw away the Roselle six-string lute hanging on his body and ran wildly toward the bottom of the stage.

Running a few steps, he staggered and fell heavily to the ground, struggled twice, and couldn't stand up.

The next second, he burst into tears.

Jenna, wearing a sequined red long dress, stared for a few seconds, pursed her lips, and finally didn't go over to comfort him, letting that band member and the woman who rushed over hug and cry.

She walked down the stage silently and met Lu Mian who had left the bar.

"What happened?" Lu Mian asked.

Jenna sighed lightly and said:

"His father passed away in an accident a few hours ago.

"I know him and know that it was not easy for him to learn musical instruments. His father was a porter, and his mother was a dishwasher. Without their all-out support, he could only do coolie work now..."

An accident a few hours ago... porter... Lu Mian roughly understood the reason.

He also looked toward the stage silently.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 199 =====