Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 134

Lumian was angry, but that didn't mean he would lose his cool. He disguised himself, entered the congressman's office, found the "spitting" guy, and burned him to death on the spot.

This is actually not an outrageous plan, but without enough information, the risk may turn into suicide.

First of all, he didn't know how many evil god believers there were in the congressman's office and what their strength was;

Secondly, he didn’t know about the eighth game or the two major churches. How many protectors Artois provided and what abilities he possessed;

Thirdly, he has not yet grasped the specific location and basic information of the target. Even if he successfully sneaks into the office of a congressman, he may not be able to find the target;

In the end, he still hadn't figured out how to blend in and evacuate smoothly.

Of course, Lumian did not deny that the chaos caused by the explosion at the Goodville Chemical Plant was very beneficial to his infiltration.

His temporary plan is to be a patient "hunter", wait for the target to come out, quietly follow him, initially confirm his situation, and then look for opportunities to take action.

Judging from the opponent's status within the campaign team of Hugues and Artois, his sequence level is not too high, and he certainly does not possess divinity. Even if he is in the middle sequence, he is at most sequence 7.

If Lumian makes a mistake in his judgment and the target reaches Sequence 6 or even Sequence 5, he will not be too afraid. He believes that Mr. K must be very interested in hunting down the followers of the evil god!

Huh... Lumian exhaled slowly and continued to look at the brightly lit earth-yellow four-story building to collect useful intelligence for subsequent operations.

As time went by, a man in his late fifties came over carrying linen bags and rummaged through the garbage pile on the side of the house.

This made Lumian suddenly sigh, and the fire in his heart burned even more intensely.

In Trier, people don’t just pick up waste if they want to. Every waste picker has an employer. They are divided into full-time and temporary categories. They have fixed waste collection areas and cannot cross the boundary. Otherwise, various conflicts will break out and they will be beaten. Waiting for the situation, so Ruhl and Michel prayed to Yu Ge. Artois held a dinner party every day instead of waiting in the streets where dinner parties were held every day. Those places did not belong to them and were occupied by other scavengers.

The difference between full-time and temporary jobs is that full-time scavengers receive a monthly salary from their employers, and the garbage they pick up belongs to their employers. Of course, if they really pick up valuable items or things that can be easily consumed, the scavengers will often pay according to the situation. Deciding whether to hand it over or leave it to yourself, the temporary ones are the Ruhl and Michel couples. They do not have a fixed salary, rummaging through the garbage in the early morning and evening, and sending everything they get to the designated garbage disposal site. That's often given by their employer.

It is precisely because of this that homeless people on the street can only rummage through garbage dumps for food and clothing. In most cases, they cannot get money through scavenging.

[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.

Familiar faces are there: Congressman Huguet from the Market District. Artois is on the edge of the top floor, in the room with the largest balcony;

The red-haired lady was on the same floor as him, next to him;

The thirty-year-old man in the campaign team who wears gold-rimmed glasses and always holds a manuscript in his hand is on the other side of the second floor. He and the unhealthy young man are located at opposite ends of the corridor. He seems to like to be lazy, every half an hour He would go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette and look at the scenery, showing a lack of concern and enthusiasm for the aftermath of the Goodville Chemical Plant explosion;

A tall, muscular middle-aged man is in the office in the middle of the third floor;

A delicate and elegant young woman wearing glasses, a white shirt and a dark blue coat is on the fourth floor, located in Yuge. Directly below Artois, they were on the same side as the man with gold-rimmed spectacles, far away from the unhealthy young man, who seemed not to like his proximity. Several rooms on the side seemed to belong to collective offices, each with several employees.

This means that the probability that they have a certain status or have extraordinary abilities is so low that it can be ignored.

Other followers of the evil god also don’t like that guy who always coughs and likes to spit. Are they far away from him when choosing an office? They also believe that the congressman's office is closely protected and that the congressman has extraordinary abilities and is unlikely to be attacked? Also, if he really wanted to attack the congressman's office, Yuge would definitely be the target. Artois, not one of his men, only in this way is it worth taking the risk... Lumian thought about it seriously for a while, and suddenly felt that this might be an opportunity.

The question now is how he can sneak into the parliamentarian's office without attracting attention.

Without Franka's cooperation, his golden-black hair color is a very distinctive feature.

After thinking for a while, Lumian had a plan.

He left the opposite side of the Congressman's office and returned to the safe house on White Coat Street.

Immediately afterwards, he set up the altar and prayed to that great existence, asking her to protect him.

He believes that since the angel's embrace can help him avoid the scrutiny of the gods, it must also bring enough anti-divination effects!

Just like before, he was once again shocked by the brilliance and divine majesty of the angel. With an indescribable emotion, he saw layers of wings of light wrapping around him.

After completing this matter, Lumian put his hands on his head.

His golden and black hair was suddenly ignited like dry grass, and fell in clumps with fire.

Soon, only a few hair roots were left on Lumian's head.

He put on the dark blue peaked cap again, used "Peeping Glasses" to disguise his face to a certain extent, then left White Coat Street, turned to the part of Market Avenue near Candide Market, and found a restaurant that was not too cheap. Ready-to-wear store.

Two store clerks, a man and a woman, were a little surprised when they saw someone dressed like a homeless man coming in, and didn't know whether to stop him or not.

Lumian explained in a slight panic: "I met a perverted robber who took away my clothes and pants. I had to buy a set from a homeless man nearby."

Hearing this explanation, the female clerk almost laughed out loud.

They have seen a lot of similar things. They know that people who make this kind of excuse are often having an affair with a certain lady, and when her husband comes back, they have to run away naked with their wallets, and then find some homeless people to improvise some clothes. .

If someone confidently says that his current situation is caused by an affair, then there is a high probability that he has really encountered a perverted robber.

Lumian finally bought a set of formal clothes that looked good but were actually relatively ordinary, including a shirt, jacket, bow tie, etc. and a dark cane. In addition, he also picked a brown wig and a fake beard of the same color.

This cost him a total of 78 ferkin.

After hiding his whereabouts and returning to the safe house on White Coat Street, Lumian first took off his previous disguise, then put on his "secret glasses" again, and put on makeup according to the appearance in his memory.

His goal was to get older. Soon, he looked more and more like a middle-aged man in the mirror, with a fake brown beard glued on his mouth and chin.

Lumian became Bono.

Goodwell, owner of Goodwell Chemical Works.

Although there is only a four-to-five likeness, people who know Bono and Goodwill will unconsciously regard him as the other person as long as they don't carefully recall and distinguish them.

Lumian will use this identity to infiltrate the congressman's office!

Before officially starting the action, he went underground and hid his original homeless clothes in a quarry cavity.

After leaving Trier Underground, Lumian took his cane and hurriedly walked to the khaki four-story building in the congressman's office.

"The discounts you obtain must be stored in the usage number." Please click on the activity rules to observe briefly. After confirming that the images in each room did not change much, he lowered his head, half-covered his face, and came closer. The door of the house.

"Who are you looking for?" A gun-toting guard wearing a dark blue uniform stopped him.

Lumian raised his head, put down his palms, and said urgently: "I'm looking for a congressman."

One of the doormen used the light of the gas lamp on the street to see the visitor's face clearly, and subconsciously said: "Mr. Goodwill, why are you here again."

He immediately shut his mouth, understanding that the man whose factory suffered an explosion had too many problems to solve tonight and too many worries to seek help.

The two doormen stopped asking and moved out of the way, allowing Lumian to enter.

There were people coming and going in the lobby on the first floor. Even though it was dark at night, it was still quite lively. There were reporters, officials, representatives of charity organizations, civilian staff from the hospital reporting the situation, and different staff responsible for receiving them.

Lumian maintained the state of not wanting to be seen, lowered his head, half-covered his face, walked directly to the stairs, passed the interception of two armed guards in the same way, and climbed to the second floor.

He identified the direction, passed the two staff members coming out of the room, and came to the office of the unhealthy young man.

Lumian maintained the state of not wanting to be seen, lowered his head, half-covered his face, walked directly to the stairs, passed the interception of two armed guards in the same way, and climbed to the second floor.

He identified the direction, passed the two staff members coming out of the room, and came to the office of the unhealthy young man.

An aluminum-white nameplate is inlaid on the vermilion door, with several golden Intis words written on it: "Assistant Secretary, Tybalt Jacques."

Tybalt... Lumian smiled, put on his gloves, and knocked lightly on the door.