Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 442

Latest website: Su Lun watched the short-haired girl quietly approach the spare room at the back of the clubhouse again, and he followed quietly with a glass of wine.

Su Lun's camouflage skills are extraordinary, his footsteps are vain, and there is just the right amount of drunkenness in his eyes. Walking and walking, in the dimly lit place, he quietly poured a colorless and odorless potion into the wine glass, like a greasy man trying to do something wrong.

Seeing that the short-haired girl was about to rush into the rear spare room, Su Lun pretended to be incapable of drinking, and stumbled into it.

This collision happened to spill the wine in the wine glass on the short-haired girl's nun clothes.

The group of nuns was black, and although it didn't show up very much when wet, it was uncomfortable to stick to the body, and the whole body was stained with a strong smell of alcohol.

Su Lun stood firm, glanced at the short-haired girl in front of her, seemed attracted to her beauty, and apologized repeatedly: "Oh, sorry, miss, I bumped into you."

Although he is a gentleman in language, his hands are already upstairs and his waist is slender.

A faint disgust flashed across Emilia's eyes.

Doubt flashed in his mind for a moment.

Obviously he has been careful to avoid everyone, where did this guy come from?

She really has no mood for such low-level conversations, especially those squinting eyes, which are so disgusting.

But as a maid in disguise, she couldn't refuse.

A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she turned to look at the guest with a professional smile: "I'm sorry, guest, I'm going to get the wine on the table now. Can you wait for me in your seat, I'll come find you later you."

The two are playing with each other.

Su Lun knew that the woman wanted to find a chance to slip away, and that he could force him to stay, but that would be boring.

He also asked ambiguous: "What's the name of the lady?"

Emilia didn't want to entangle, she casually said a fake name and raised an eyebrow, "Alice."

Su Lun also winked and responded, "Then Miss Alice, don't keep me waiting~"

"Okay."

Emilia smiled and nodded.

As soon as he turned his head, he rolled his eyes in disgust and walked away quickly.

When Su Lun got close to the short-haired girl just now, she seemed to be sloppy, but she actually wanted to confirm something.

He found that the woman's scent was very simple, only a faint body scent, and there was no hallucinogenic smell that should be in the air of the club.

Apparently, he used a not-so-advanced "odor-removing agent" to get rid of miscellaneous odors.

This move seems to be careful, but it reveals other flaws.

The person who is really eyeing her can immediately tell that she is not someone in the clubhouse.

And as soon as the woman entered the club, the fourth-order professional who was clearly staying in the private room came out, and she must have found something.

The short-haired woman's infiltration method is quite professional, but she was still discovered. Then, excluding some rare perception methods, there is a high probability that some smells have been marked by people.

Su Lun felt that if he was himself, then the important basement must be guarded.

Don't need too special means, just arrange a little special smell that is not easy to get rid of in the air.

Someone has been there, and they are contaminated, and they can be identified at once within a certain range, and they are hidden.

Su Lun has suffered several losses in the smell, so he is particularly impressed.

What's more, I just asked Sabina for some information and found out that this club is a place where the "Razor Party" is mentioned.

The boss of this gang is called "Rabid Bear" Lawrence Hilby, a Tier 4 professional with a talent of [c-010-War Bear].

This talent is not only strong in melee combat, but the key is to have an enhanced sense of smell. About three hundred times that of an ordinary human being.

The Augustus who is so important to catch "rations" will definitely not let ordinary people participate. There is a high probability that the fourth-order upstairs is Lawrence.

All this further confirmed his judgment.

Only then did Su Lun pour a "smell-disturbing drug" into the drink, which was a small favor in secret.

"But the woman is going to the wine cellar now, just about to bump into it."

Su Lun frowned slightly, feeling that the short-haired girl had sneaked into the wine cellar as before.

It's a pity that her accomplice, the old cowboy, isn't around.

If you don't do it yourself, this woman will definitely be caught.

Because someone in the wine cellar just waited for the rabbit.

Thinking of this, Su Lun decided to help people to the end.

After all, the woman went to save people.

She came for the first time, probably because of some responsibilities delegated.

Then this second time came, it was really kind-hearted.

Although good people have good rewards, it sounds quite vulgar. But since he ran into it, he also didn't want to see a situation where good people get bad rewards.

The corner of Su Lun's mouth was slightly deflated, and he got up and walked over.

Emilia felt she was careful enough to avoid everyone.

And she also discovered that the trafficker did not arrange any guards along the way for the sake of confidentiality.

It was just convenient for him to dive in again.

Except for the greasy man I met just now, everything was planned.

Emilia was feeling good luck in her heart, and when she was thinking about how many she could save, she had come to the door of the wine cellar just around the corner.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit, with a glossy hair, and a large tattoo on his neck suddenly appeared in his field of vision. He was sitting on the barrel like a sculpture, not leaking the slightest breath. But his eyes were coldly looking at this outsider who suddenly broke into the wine cellar.

Just looking at each other, a fear of death instantly enveloped my heart.

Emilia secretly said something bad in her heart, and her vest froze.

As a detective, where did she not recognize Lawrence, the "Bear", the boss of the Razor Party?

I didn't feel it at all, because this was a fourth-order professional who was murderous.

It's over!

This person is squatting here, apparently finding that there are fewer people in the secret room.

Although Emilia's expression is still calm, her heart has fallen to the bottom.

If you really want to be arrested, you will have to expose sooner or later.

Dead!

Lawrence looked at her in a nun's clothes, sniffed, and seemed to be sure that this person had not been to the secret room, and the killing intent in his eyes subsided.

But there are still doubts in my heart.

He turned to his dissatisfied tone and said, "Why are you coming to the wine cellar if you are not serving the guests in the front hall?"

Club girls are a highly mobile profession, and it is naturally impossible for a gang boss to know all the girls in the factory.

"I...I'm new here..."

In Emilia's demeanor, the uneasiness of encountering a gangster boss was just right, and she just wanted to say that she was a newcomer and was not familiar with the road.

But at this moment, a drunk guy was already shouting impatiently not far away: "Miss Alice, where's the wine you brought for me? Oh, hurry up, come and drink with me."

When he turned his head to look, it was the greasy man he had met earlier.

Oh, this guy is so timely!

Never for a moment had Emilia felt that the greasy man was so useful.

She responded quickly: "Sorry sir, I'll be right there!"

She turned to look at Lawrence again, her crystal eyes flashing with the light of asking and begging.

In a high-end club, neglecting guests is a big sin.

Since it wasn't the person she was looking for, Lawrence waved her hand, indicating that she could go.

Emilia was relieved, and after bowing and saluting, she left quickly.

Turning around for a moment, the inexplicable pressure of stepping on the death line for a few steps dissipated.

"Fortunately it wasn't found. Oh, why is this guy Lawrence waiting here..."

Emilia still had a little coziness in her heart, feeling that she was lucky.

Although I thought this greasy man was disgusting, I could only meet him.

At this time, Su Lun was already waiting there with a half-smile but not a smile on his face.

Seeing the people coming, he put his arms around the little nun unceremoniously, like a very anxious drinker, and said in a drunken voice, "Oh, Miss Alice, where have you been..."

Seeing that the woman seemed to be still rejoicing, Su Lun decided to give her a long memory.

A pair of big hands also took advantage of it unceremoniously.

Olimia is not a club girl, she endured disgust and dealt with it casually for a while, and finally found an opportunity and quietly slipped out of the club.

After leaving the clubhouse, Emilia did not rush to leave.

After changing back into her own clothes, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was a bad anger in her chest that lingered on for a long time.

She found a place where she could see the entrance of the music house and clubhouse, recalled something viciously, and said to herself: "Ah...Damn greasy man! No, I will definitely beat that guy in a while. Stop, give him a good look, or he won't be able to swallow this bad breath!"

But before anyone came, an old cowboy with a black face appeared in her sight.

When Emilia saw this man, her face became uncomfortable for a while, "Old man, you...why are you here?"

The old cowboy said angrily, "How dare you ask me why I got here? Didn't you go back? Why did you come here?"

After asking three times in a row, Emilia felt a little guilty. She knew that she couldn't hide it, so she could only say: "Those little girls are innocent. I just think that if there is a chance to save a few more, I will come..."

But before the words were finished, the old cowboy said very seriously and angrily: "Did you know that you almost got into trouble just now!"

Emilia thought it was the old man who knew that she had bumped into Lawrence before, and she didn't reply back.

After all, it was my own little mistake.

She was still defending herself in her heart: But, after all, she was lucky and survived without any risk.

The old cowboy sighed slightly and said again: "I told you all, it's not that simple to involve..."

Emilia's sense of justice made her feel that she was doing the right thing, so she interrupted and said coquettishly: "Okay, okay~ There's still you, old man. In case of being discovered, you can just judge those old men. Damn human traffickers."

The old cowboy saw that Emilia hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, and said sharply: "I can't stop this time! Don't you know that there are several difficult 'big men' in the club today?"

After a pause, he lost his temper very rarely: "Besides, if someone hadn't rescued you just now, you might have been dead when I came!"

Seeing the surprisingly serious expression on the old cowboy's face, Emilia put away her relaxed expression and asked in confusion, "Someone rescued me just now?"

Thinking of something, the old cowboy flashed a dignified look in his eyes, and said, "I came when I saw you drinking. But I never dared to show up, because of that one."

Hearing this, Emilia rolled her eyes. Wasn't that the fact that she was also seen when she was on the scene just now?

"Ah...Old man, you look at my embarrassment, why don't you come to help me out?"

As she said that, she complained weakly in her heart: That abominable greasy man, hands-on... I feel so abominable just thinking about it!!!

"Release?"

Knowing that she hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, the old cowboy snorted coldly, "If it wasn't for the one who helped you out, do you think you could still stand here and talk to me now?"

After a pause, he guessed something, and then asked: "You don't think he is taking advantage of you, right?"

Emilia thought about the old and spicy salty pig's hand, and asked in a resentful tone: "Isn't it?"

The old cowboy rolled her eyes at her and asked, "You didn't notice any smell on your body?"

"What's the smell? No..."

Emilia replied and sniffed her arm again, except for the faint smell of alcohol and tobacco, there was nothing special.

It's still the smell of that greasy man.

She added: "Old man, are you talking about the smell of alcohol? Oh, I was splashed with alcohol by that greasy man just now. Disgusting guy!"

"Hey..."

The old cowboy shook his head and sighed slightly, obviously this girl still didn't understand.

He said directly: "Because there is no smell, you haven't found the problem yet? This is a very advanced 'smell interference medicine', which can interfere with the detection method of professionals with a keen sense of smell!"

"what?"

After being woken up, Emilia realized something, "You mean... that there is an interfering agent in the drink?"

She thought again, why did that greasy man put a distraction in the drink?

And before he wants to save people?

For a moment, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she seemed to feel that she had discovered the truth.

But Emilia still couldn't believe that the greasy man would be so kind.

The old cowboy had thought in his eyes, nodded, and said, "I didn't realize how you were exposed before. But when I saw this 'interference potion', I immediately understood that there is a special smell in the basement. Class mark. If it wasn't for the one who covered it up for you, you would have been exposed just now!"

After speaking, he glanced at Emilia and said again: "Otherwise, do you think you can hide from the high-level professional with your clumsy odor elimination method?"

"Ah...this...???"

Only then did Emilia understand why she met Lawrence the "Bear" in the wine cellar "by such a coincidence",

It was so!

She was also afraid for a while.

However, what surprised her even more was that the greasy man knew everything?

God, this is too scary.

How did he know there were scent markers in the basement?

You know I'm going to save people?

Now that I think about it, it turned out that after meeting Lawrence in the wine cellar, that person just came to shout, is it not a coincidence?

But thinking of that sullen look, Emilia still couldn't believe that that greasy man could be the kind of foresighted and strategist.

She said weakly, "Old man, could it be that you guessed wrong?"

"Humph! Guess wrong?"

The old cowboy snorted coldly, his expression getting more and more serious.

He thought of the terrifying soul and the results of the divination he had perceived before, and felt that he had to teach his assistant a good lesson today, and asked again, "How do you think Lawrence "Bear" is strong? "

Emilia said: "Very strong."

The old cowboy recalled the feeling of frizz when he met the man before, and only said lightly: "That guy is a hundred times more dangerous than Lawrence!"

Hearing this, Emilia obviously didn't believe it, and argued: "How is that possible! That greasy man is just a first-order doctor. The smell of disinfectant on his body reminded me of the corpse in the autopsy room. I will never be wrong."

You said he was smart, knew everything, and used the "interference potion", I recognized him.

But you say that guy is a top powerhouse?

Pooh!

how is this possible!

What's more, how could an expert do something like this?

Take advantage of the opportunity?

After all, it's a disgusting greasy man!

The old cowboy knew his assistant too well, and said angrily: "Do you still feel that people are shy, just taking advantage of you?"

Emilia said: "Isn't it?"

The old cowboy said angrily: "That's because people's disguise is much better than you! Think about it for yourself, in that case, Lawrence found something abnormal. If he didn't act in a hurry, he would be able to hide everyone, and he would hide it. over you?"

"Ah, this..."

Hearing this, Emilia finally lost her temper.

If it was a disguise, the greasy man disguised by that person was really flawless.

That gloomy look...

Ah... oh my!

No matter how you look at it, it is obviously an lsp!

The old cowboy added another sentence and said bitterly: "That one wants to keep your memory long! That's why he left some tobacco smell on you. I'm afraid you are stupid, and you can't figure out what went wrong today when you leave!"

As he said that, he looked at the squatting position Emilia had chosen, and said in a disdainful tone: "Hmph, just you, still thinking of squatting here and beating others?"

Emilia was trained to lose her temper completely, and she pouted.

Although she was still a little unconvinced, she also knew that she was wrong.

She asked again, "But old man, since you knew I was exposed, you didn't think of a way to save me? What if that guy was so badly described by you, what if he was also a big villain?"

"You girl knows how to cause trouble for me!"

The old cowboy looked at the girl he raised with his own hands, and after all, his eyes were more pampered, and he sighed: "I have thought of a way. It should be coming soon."

Emilia shrugged playfully.

Then, the old man guessed her thoughts and said, "You still think in your heart that they are deliberately taking advantage of you, right? To tell you the truth, I have really tried it. That person's 'heart'... 'Goose feather' is still light!"

"Lighter than goose feathers?"

Hearing this, Emilia was stunned, and finally revealed a big surprise.

His own old man's sin judgments never go wrong. When he says that he is a wicked person, he must be a wicked person.

Isn't it?

Still a nice guy?

Su Lun stayed in the clubhouse for a while, and was ready to come out for a walk.

Now that we know that the clubhouse is a stronghold of that Augustus, there may be some other clues that can be found in other places nearby.

He walked down the street, and the cold rain dripped down.

In this season, the rain in Lingdun has been falling all the time.

Looking up, in the dim sky, the moon occasionally reveals its true face.

There was a faint blood in the moonlight.

This vision has been going on for several days.

The newspaper said it was a natural phenomenon of air pollution, but the identification did not reveal any clues.

As soon as Su Lun came out, he was surrounded by two little girls selling flowers: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"

Su Lun smiled, bought two flowers and held them in his hands.

He was thinking about what happened today in his mind, and he didn't know what to do, and he couldn't get up at all.

As we walked, we came to an alley.

Originally wanted to find a quiet corner to squat for a while.

But I didn't expect to see two beggars under the eaves of a neon light, probably two brothers and sisters, seven or eight years old.

Because it was raining, there were no passersby, and the beggar's bowl was empty.

Looking at that disheveled face, Su Lun thought about it, took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and threw them into the bowl.

Then, glancing at the feet that had been soaked white in the rain, he took out another blanket. "Crash" was torn into two pieces and dropped on the trembling siblings.

Just like breathing, he did something easy, and Su Lun walked over without looking at it.

at the same time.

In the distance, two eyes were paying attention to everything that happened at the entrance of the alley.

Emilia looked at Su Lun's actions, and the look in her eyes softened a lot, but she didn't understand: "Old man, that guy is obviously kind to the beggar's blanket, but why did he tear it apart? That way it will leak. ?"

The old cowboy shook his head and said meaningfully, "He is the one who has really seen the suffering at the bottom."

Emilia tilted her head and glanced at it: "Huh?"

The old cowboy said: "The beggars are all run by gangsters. That blanket is of good quality. If it wasn't bad, it should have appeared in the pawnshop tomorrow. There are also strong prey among beggars, and those two little beggars can't keep a good blanket. ."

Emilia listened and murmured, "A world that is tragic and despairing..."

The old cowboy shook his head and said nothing.

Suddenly, he found something and said, "The killer is here."

Su Lun wandered aimlessly in the street for a while.

He also noticed that two eyes came over from the moment he walked out of the clubhouse, but he ignored it.

The passer-by of the one-sided relationship is not an enemy, and there is nothing to worry about.

Probably just curious about the identity of the two of them, and they are also curious about him.

However, what made Su Lun feel a little strange is that after observing for a while, they still haven't left?

He should have guessed some of his previous methods.

But since I didn't come to thank you and didn't leave, what does it mean?

Intuition told Su Lun that something seemed to happen tonight, so he calmed down.

Then, he soon saw the results.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a fat head and ears came out of a high-end clubhouse surrounded by several men in suits who were obviously bodyguards.

Su Lun glanced at the noble coat of arms on the steam car on the side of the road, which seemed to be an earl.

This is already high aristocracy.

However, at this time, Su Lun's pupils shrank suddenly: "What is that?!"

In the perception, a group of very cold spirits appeared.

As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the entire street plummeted.

The water vapor in the sky suddenly turned into snowflakes, and wherever it passed, the puddles on the ground instantly froze into frosty ice cubes.

"Soul? No! It seems to be a special form of energy..."

Su Lun's expression suddenly froze.

The right eye couldn't see it, but the omniscient pupil of the left eye saw a white cold air like a soul.

The vision suddenly appeared, and no one on the street obviously saw the mass.

But those few bodyguards had already noticed the abnormal drop in temperature, and guarded the fat earl: "Protect the earl!"

However, a Tier 4 guard and a few Tier 2 and Tier 3 professionals had not had time to untie their clothing, and the invisible cold air swept through, instantly freezing several people into ice sculptures.

Fierce cold, so terrifying!

Seeing this, several peripheral bodyguards in the distance hurriedly shot at the mass of cold air, and a crackling alchemy bomb exploded, but the mass of white mist was not injured at all.

Looking at it again, the white fog has disappeared.

In a short period of time, the earl and his bodyguard were killed in an instant.

Su Lun immediately understood: "This is a political assassination!"

Recently, Lu Ying's political situation has been very turbulent. It is not uncommon for high-ranking aristocrats to appear in Lingdon and the murder of congressmen.

The earl was assassinated in the street, and it was most likely the work of a hostile politician.

After the gunshot, there was chaos on the street, and people in the clubhouses rushed out like crazy when they heard the movement.

Looking at the lifelike ice sculptures, people panicked and fled everywhere.

Su Lun saw the frozen man's strange methods, and some information he knew flashed in his mind.

Then, an unbelievable thought popped up: "The ghost of the cold demon? Raphael's neuromechanical technology?"

Dr. Banks is one of the backbones of Archduke Raphael's neuro-mechanical technology at Old Lingdon, and he once said some of Archduke Raphael's secret plans. The ambitious duke not only used this technology to make super mechanical warriors, but also many other top-secret projects.

One of the extraordinary projects is to force people's souls out to make ghost warriors - the Cold Demon Ghost Project!

If the "Super Mechanical Warrior" is a physical level of combat power, it is very limited; then this "cold demon ghost" is the application of technology at the spell level, which is very strange, and is positioned as a terrifying means that can kill high-level occupations.

Dr. Banks is not in charge of the research on this project, so not much is known about it.

But now it seems... this secret project of Archduke Raphael, has become!

Seeing the mass of cold killings with obvious soul fluctuations in front of him, Su Lun immediately thought of this technique.

"This ice ghost is a special form other than the solid, liquid, gas, and plasma forms. Unless you encounter domineering professionals, it is difficult to restrain. And once the number forms a legion, it is a fatal threat to top professionals. ..."

Thinking of this, Su Lun's eyes gleamed.

He didn't want to trouble the old cowboy and the short-haired girl, but seeing this, he felt that the matter might be directly related to those two!

On the street, the old cowboy and Emilia also witnessed this strange scene of cold and invisible murder.

The old cowboy was obviously surprised, and murmured, "I didn't expect the famous "Cold Demon" to come. "

Emilia blinked and asked, "Is that the mysterious killer whose ranking of the Assassin Guild has soared to the top 100 recently?"

The old cowboy's eyes were full of thought: "Well."

There were so many accidents tonight that he had to wonder if something special happened.

Emilia also pondered for a moment, then turned her face to glance at the old man, and said in doubt: "Although this is the assassin who came, why is the old man so serious? Since you are judging the person, naturally there will be more than guilt."

"I'm not saying that the Earl of Boronny shouldn't die. But..."

The old cowboy shook his head, his eyes dignified, and said: "But I always thought that 'Cold Demon' was a professional assassin with special talent. But the soul fluctuation just now was very special..."

Emilia frowned, "Huh?"

The old cowboy didn't seem to figure it out either~www.mtlnovel.com~ shook his head.

Instead, he thought of something else, with a bitter look on his face: "We got into trouble."

Hearing these inexplicable words, Emilia put her hand on the musket around her waist, "What do you mean?"

What happened to the old cowboy, he shook his head in disbelief, "Girl, don't do anything for a while."

It didn't take Emilia to figure out what it meant.

The old cowboy suddenly turned his face and looked at the man who appeared out of nowhere behind him.

The Rui Mang in the old man's eyes disappeared in an instant, and immediately revealed a touch of slick sophistication. He directly admitted his counsel and said the old bottom, "Sir, don't get me wrong! The news was spread by me, but I really don't know about the "cold demon". know! "

Emilia looked strange for a while, and then looked at the man who appeared behind him out of thin air, wasn't that the greasy man from the club before?

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