Chapter: 407

He collected 1,265 Filguins 15 Copes, mostly 10 Filguins and below 10 Filguins, with only one 200 Filguin, one 100 Filguin, two 50 Filguin notes, and a few gold louis. Staring at the money for a few seconds, Lumian said with emotion: "Accepting 10 donations from well-meaning people is not as good as killing a gang leader." Of course, not all of the money belonged to Maggot, he just managed them on behalf of the Stingers.

Lumian then pulled out a stack of small bills worth 200 Filkin in total, took them out of room 207, and went up the stairs.

In less than a minute, he arrived on the 4th floor and stood in front of room 8.

He remembered that Margot had come to the "Golden Rooster Hotel" in the evening to take most of the money she had earned from an illegal prostitute named Yin Sangsi.

At that time, one of Maggot's subordinates should be responsible, but after that, the money must have been handed over to Maggot.

Lumian didn't knock on the door, bent down, and stuffed the stack of banknotes through the crack of the door one by one.

He quickly straightened his back, turned and walked towards the stairs, and disappeared into the dark corridor.

Lumian fell asleep until six o'clock when he heard the church bell ringing.

He slept very soundly last night, and even had the feeling that the "Provocateur" potion had digested a little bit.

"Go to Aosta in the morning. Trull, see if Mr. K has replied, and buy some better clothes and cosmetics in the observatory area. In the afternoon, go to the cheap clothing store in Candide Market..." Lumian He didn't rush to get up, just lay there quietly, thinking about today's arrangements.

After getting rid of the threat of Montsouris' ghost, he puts on the agenda to re-disguise himself.

After lying in bed for a while, he walked out slowly, went to the bathroom to clean himself up, and then went downstairs to buy half a liter of cider and a piece of bread with pork sausage from the vendors.

After filling his stomach, he went to the nearest church square, found an empty corner, and practiced the fighting skills taught by Aurora.

Lumian didn't return to the "Golden Rooster Hotel" until half past nine in the morning, intending to rest for an hour before going to Aosta. Trull.

As soon as he entered the lobby of the hotel, he saw three cleaning maids cleaning all the dirty places under the command of Mrs. Firth.

The hotel owner asks someone to clean it every Monday! Lumian retracted his gaze and walked towards the stairs.

At this time, there was the sound of treading footsteps upstairs.

In less than ten seconds, Charlie appeared in Lumian's eyes wearing a linen shirt, dark trousers, and lace-up shoes. "You didn't go to the hotel?" Lumi'an asked with some doubts.

"Don't you know? I'm off today.

"We can take one day off a week, which day we choose."

Lumian laughed: "Will this day off lead to a reduction in your 'monthly salary' from Mrs. Alice?"

Charlie smiled a little awkwardly: "She also has her own entertainment."

While the two were chatting, a foul smell wafted in from the door, and Ruhr and Michel, who were short, ragged, and gray-haired, walked into the hotel.

"You didn't go to the steam train station?" Charlie greeted enthusiastically.

Ruhr approached them first, and then kept a distance somewhat cautiously.

"The market area is a bit chaotic today, we plan to take a day off."

"What's wrong?" Lumian asked "curiously".

Ruhr unconsciously lowered his voice: "Magot from the Stinger Gang is dead. Many gang members are looking for someone. People from other gangs may conflict with them at any time, and the police have also come a lot."

"Margot dead?" Charlie blurted out in astonishment.

He just felt that this guy should die yesterday, and he died today?