Chapter 366: Red House

The door of the gray-white old house was left ajar, and it could be opened without a key.

It was a mess inside, with miscellaneous items thrown everywhere, as if it had been robbed.

Valentine looked around and said,

"Someone moved the valuable items here."

He saw that the doors of several rooms on the first floor were all open, empty, and there were traces of heavy boxes being pressed on the ground.

"We were still too late. The commissioner's companion should have discovered the abnormality and transferred in advance." The mixed-race Imre let out a breath.

The 'Purifiers' scattered and began searching in this small space.

Not long after, Angouleme picked up a few sheets of white paper dropped on the edge of the stairs and held them up to observe carefully against the sunlight.

Then, he pulled out one of them and quickly smeared it with the half-cut pencil he carried with him.

Some traces gradually became prominent, outlining several complete words:

"Albert Gonguer... underground... riot... time..."

"Albert Gonguer..." Imre looked at the paper in the deacon's hand, frowning involuntarily.

Albert Gonguer was the planner of the Trier Great Riot six years ago, one of the leaders of the 'Charcoal Party', and the leader of the largest anti-government armed force.

Angouleme didn't speak, signaling the team members to continue working.

After completing the search of the first and second floors, they walked down the stairs to the low cellar.

At the end of the cellar was a large door cast from black iron, with a brass-colored lock core.

Angouleme patted the gray-white humanoid machine beside him and placed the brass key obtained from Chellia Bello on its right palm.

Immediately after, Angouleme twisted several knobs on the humanoid machine.

More white mist sprayed out from the high-energy phlogiston backpack behind the gray-white robot, driving the stiff machine to move forward step by step, inserting the brass key into the lock core according to the preset height.

Seeing such a scene, the mixed-race Imre sighed sincerely,

"Deacon, you are really the person in the Tribunal, no, the entire church, who likes to use mechanical creations the most."

Angouleme glanced at his subordinate, who was usually a bit casual.

"I don't care if it's produced by the 'God of Steam and Machinery' Church, I only care if it's easy to use.

"If a robot breaks, it only needs to be repaired or replaced. If you break, I still have to approve pensions and face the crying of your relatives and friends."

Several 'Purifiers' could hear the love hidden in the deacon's words and all smiled, casting their gazes toward the gray-white humanoid machine.

That is to say, this thing currently can only be used to move things, hammer nails, barely walk and run, and cannot do any delicate operations or operations that require brains, and its sustainability is insufficient, otherwise they could save a lot of trouble.

Click, the robot twisted the brass-colored key and pushed open the heavy iron-black door.

Pale mist suddenly surged to the edge of the door, constantly twisting its shape, highlighting one face after another that looked real and like a rubbing.

Those faces were composed of white mist, full of resentment and pain.

They crazily tore and cursed at the humanoid mechanical creation that opened the door, but the other party remained unmoved.

Brilliant sunlight fell one after another, quickly clearing the mist behind the black iron door.

As the mist disappeared, the specific appearance there was presented to the eyes of Valentine and the others.

It was a small sacrificial venue, with a half-high platform made of gray-black stones in the middle.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no hidden dangers, Angouleme brought the robot inside.

He saw that something should have been inlaid on the top of the gray-black altar, but now it had been taken away, leaving only a shallow and narrow mark.

"A ring?" Angouleme guessed in a low voice.

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Market District, 3 White Coat Street, outside apartment 601.

In the bright sunlight, Franca, wearing an exquisite shirt with a lot of lace flowers on the collar and cuffs and her favorite off-white breeches, stepping on a pair of slippers, looked at Lu Mian.

"Why are you here again?"

Before Lu Mian could respond, she raised her hand on her own.

"If you turn into the appearance of a 'Muggle', I'll welcome you!"

Lu Mian entered the room forcibly and looked around.

"I have something to find you for."

"What is it again?" Franca felt a bit terrified for no reason. "Can't you just wait for the gathering? There should be one next week."

Lu Mian laughed.

"Do you want to go to Chayot, to that Red House Cafe?"

"That Red House Cafe that often holds female pleasure parties?" Franca asked back in surprise.

Yo, you remembered it right away. You don't think about it often, right? Lu Mian responded with a smile.

"Yes."

Franca shook her head.

"Forget it, forget it. Just thinking about it is enough, no need to really go. That's too degenerate. I have to control myself, can't indulge in desires, can't completely let myself go."

Speaking of this, she looked at Lu Mian and said in a critical tone,

"You wouldn't be relying on 'Lie' and that transformation illusion to pretend to be a woman, mix into the pleasure party, and experience it, right?"

Lu Mian ridiculed back.

"Did you really think about it, that's why you think I plan to do that?

"There's serious business!"

After he told her about the 'Rose School of Thought's' another failure and his own worries, he said,

"That so-and-so from the 'Blessed Land' said that they have been in contact with members of the 'Present Society' and 'Narcissus Society', which are participants of the Red House female pleasure party, wanting to develop them into believers of the 'Mother Tree of Desire'."

"We follow this line, maybe we can find the hidden core members of the 'Blessed Land'. At least we have to kill Mapp Maip Maier and those few who know Susanna Mattis's general plan."

"Moreover, this can't be left to the official Beyonders to do. Once something is asked, you are exposed." Franca nodded lightly.

She then said with a serious and solemn face,

"Since it's serious business, then we must go."

After saying that, she asked spiritedly and radiantly,

"When are we going? Do you have the time of the party and the conditions for being invited?"

"This is the purpose of today. You go to the Red House Cafe to drink coffee for one to two hours, subtly show your female charm, see if it will attract same-sex flirting, or observe the guests there, find women suspected of being participants in the pleasure party, take the initiative to chat, and establish contact to lay the foundation for further understanding." Although Lu Mian was anxious, he still knew that this kind of thing absolutely could not be rushed and must be done step by step according to a certain process.

Franca nodded heavily.

"No problem."

Lu Mian took out the silver-white necklace-shaped 'Lie' and handed it to Franca.

"Use it to change your hair color and eye color, and fine-tune your facial features. In short, you can't go in your real appearance. What if Mapp Maip Maier is hiding in the dark? He could recognize you, the current boss of the Old Pigeon Cage, at a glance!"

As soon as Franca put on 'Lie', she said impatiently,

"Let's go now!"

Lu Mian hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Forgot to tell you, the negative effect of this magical artifact is to amplify the wearer's emotions."

"Uh..." Franca paused. "No wonder I suddenly became impatient!"

Lu Mian added with a smile,

"Emotions that didn't exist originally won't be amplified."

"..." Franca gritted her teeth and said, "The emotion of wanting to punch you has also been amplified."

Lu Mian stopped ridiculing and explained the effects and precautions of 'Lie' seriously.

Franca walked to the full-length mirror, watching her hair color change to black quickly, her pupils instantly dark brown, her skin becoming more delicate, and her lines becoming softer.

Compared to her originally flamboyant beauty, she now had a bit more calmness and appeared more mature, while her facial features were delicate, and overall she had an indescribable charm.

Franca stared blankly at the figure in the mirror, not speaking for a long time.

"Not very similar to your real appearance, but beautiful enough and charming." Lu Mian evaluated objectively.

He originally wanted to say she had the charm of a witch, but chose not to stimulate Franca.

Franca came back to her senses abruptly, changed into a pair of non-red boots silently, and walked toward the door step by step.

After entering the corridor, she truly woke up and glanced at Lu Mian beside her.

"You gave me 'Lie', how are you going to disguise yourself as a woman? Relying on that transformation illusion?"

"Who said I was going to disguise myself as a woman?" Lu Mian replied with amusement.

He brought Franca to the new safe house on Nightingale Street, took out a brownish-yellow ritual dog skin, and wrapped it around his body.

Immediately after, he whispered in Hermes,

"Dog!"

Dark light suddenly rose from the ritual dog skin, wrapping Lu Mian completely inside.

In an instant, there was an extra large brown-yellow dog in the room.

Franca, with black hair and brown eyes, was a bit stunned.

She finally understood how Lu Mian was going to monitor the situation at the Red House Cafe!

After a while, Franca asked curiously,

"What does it feel like to turn into a big dog?

"Do you really have no psychological burden at all?"

The big dog with brown-yellow fur rolled its eyes at Franca and opened its mouth.

"Woof!"

Are you stupid, thinking a dog can talk and answer your questions?

Franca made a "tsk" sound, took the brown-yellow dog Lu Mian had turned into, hired a taxi carriage, and headed to Chayot Town west of Lavigne Wharf.

Along the way, Lu Mian wanted to bite this guy several times because she would touch the big dog's fur, belly, and head from time to time, wanting to find out where it was different from a real dog.

More than an hour later, the four-wheeled two-seater carriage stopped outside Chayot Town.

When Franca paid the 2 Felkin fare, Lu Mian jumped down on his own, pretending to be a stranger dog unrelated to the other party, and searched for the Red House Cafe on the street filled with the smell of grape fermentation.

Soon, he arrived at the building near the East Cilonie Forest.

It wasn't completely red, just had a gorgeous, mushroom-cap-like red roof, while the main body of the building was beige, and there were bold graffiti on the walls.

Lu Mian lay down near the gate of the Red House Cafe, watching quietly as Franca walked in with the image of a black-haired beauty.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 367 =====