Mechanical Alchemist

Su Lun watched the short-haired girl quietly go to the spare room at the back of the clubhouse, and he followed quietly with a glass of wine.

Su Lun's camouflage skills are extraordinary, his footsteps are sloppy, and there is just the right amount of drunkenness in his eyes. As he walked, in the dimly lit place, he quietly poured a colorless and odorless potion into the wine glass, like a greasy man trying to plot evil.

Seeing that the short-haired girl was about to rush into the spare room at the rear, Su Lun pretended to be overwhelmed with alcohol, and staggered past.

The collision happened to spill the wine in the glass on the nun's dress of the short-haired girl.

The group of nuns is black. Although it doesn't look very obvious when it's wet, it's uncomfortable to stick a large piece of it to the body, and the whole body is stained with a strong smell of alcohol.

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

Although the language is gentlemanly, but the hands have already reached the waist, and he asked close to him, "Have a drink with me?"

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An imperceptible disgust flashed across Emilia's eyes.

Doubt flashed in my heart for a moment.

Obviously I have been very careful to avoid everyone, where did this guy come from?

She really has no emotion for this kind of vulgar strike-up, especially the lewd look in her eyes, which is so disgusting.

But as a disguised maid in the clubhouse, she couldn't refuse.

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

Both are flirting with each other.

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

He also asked ambiguously, "What's Miss's name?"

Emilia didn't want to be entangled, so she casually said a fake name and raised eyebrows, "Alice."

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

"Okay."

Emilia nodded with a smile.

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

When Su Lun got close to the short-haired girl just now, he seemed to be taking advantage of it, but he actually wanted to confirm something.

He found that the woman's body fragrance was very single, only a faint body fragrance, without the hallucinogen smell that should be in the air of the clubhouse.

Apparently, a not-so-advanced "odour-removing potion" was used to get rid of the miscellaneous smell.

This move seemed cautious, but revealed other flaws.

Those who really stared at her could immediately tell that she was not from the clubhouse.

And as soon as this woman entered the club, the fourth-tier professional who was obviously staying in the private room came out, so he must have discovered something.

The short-haired female sneaked in professionally, but she was still discovered. So excluding some rare perception methods, there is a high probability that some aspects of smell have been marked by people.

Su Lun felt that if it was him, then the important basement must also be prepared.

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

Some people have been there, and if they are contaminated, they can be identified immediately within a certain range, and they are still hidden.

Su Lun had suffered a few times in the smell, so he was particularly impressed.

What's more, I just asked Sabina some information, and learned that this clubhouse is the site for mentioning the "Razor Party".

The boss of this guild is called "Stormy Bear" Lawrence Shelby, a Tier 4 professional with the talent [C-010-Battle Bear].

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

The Augustus who grasps such an important matter as "rations" will definitely not let ordinary people participate. There is a high probability that the fourth floor upstairs is Lawrence.

All this further confirmed his judgment.

Just now, Su Lun poured a "smell disrupting potion" into the drink, which was a small favor secretly.

"But the woman is going to the wine cellar now, just about to run into her."

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

Too bad her accomplice, the old cowboy, wasn't around.

If he didn't make a move, this woman would definitely be caught.

Because someone happened to be waiting in the wine cellar.

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

After all, the woman went to save someone.

She came for the first time, probably because some duties were entrusted.

Then this second time, it is really kind-hearted.

Although good people get good rewards is a saying that sounds very vulgar. But since he ran into it, he didn't want to see a situation where good people get evil.

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

Emilia felt she was careful enough to avoid everyone.

And she also found out that the trafficker didn't arrange any guards along the way in order to keep it secret.

It just happened to be convenient for me to sneak in again.

Except for the greasy man I met just now, everything is according to plan.

Emilia was feeling lucky in her heart, and when she was thinking about saving as many as she could, she had already arrived at the door of the wine cellar just around the corner.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit, with shiny hair and a large tattoo on his neck suddenly appeared in the field of vision. He sat on the wine barrel like a sculpture, without leaking a bit of breath. But his gaze was coldly looking at the outsider who suddenly broke into the wine cellar.

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

Emilia said in her heart that she was bad, and her vest felt cold.

As a detective, where did she not recognize that this is Lawrence "Stormy Bear", the boss of the Razor Gang?

I didn't feel it at all, because this is a fourth-tier professional who kills like hemp.

It's over!

This person squatted here and guarded it, obviously finding that there were few 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 be exposed sooner or later.

Dead!

Lawrence looked at her in a nun's attire, sniffed her nose, and seemed to be sure that this person had never been to the secret room, and the killing intent in his eyes subsided.

But there are still doubts in my heart.

He turned and said dissatisfiedly: "You are not serving the guests in the front hall, what are you doing in the wine cellar?"

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

"I'm new here."

In Emilia's demeanor, the apprehension of encountering a gang boss was disguised just right, and she just wanted to say that she was a newcomer and was not familiar with the way.

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

Turning my head to look, it was the greasy man I met before.

Oh, this guy is so timely!

At no point had Emilia found the greasy man so useful.

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

She turned to look at Lawrence again, with a questioning and begging gleam in her crystal eyes.

In a high-end club, it is a great sin to neglect guests.

Since it wasn't the person he was looking for, Lawrence waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.

Emilia was relieved, and after bowing to salute, she left quickly in small steps.

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

"It's a good thing it wasn't found. Oh, why is Lawrence waiting here?"

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

Although he felt that the greasy man was disgusting, he had no choice but to go up to him.

At this time, Su Lun was already waiting there with a half-smile on his face.

Seeing people approaching, he put his arms around the little nun unceremoniously, like an impatient alcoholic, and reeked of alcohol, he said, "Oh, Miss Alice, where have you been?"

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

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

Olimia is not a girl in the clubhouse, so she suppressed her disgust and dealt with it casually for a while, finally found an opportunity, and slipped out of the clubhouse quietly.

After leaving the clubhouse, Emilia did not leave in a hurry.

After changing back into her own clothes, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was a bad breath in her heart and chest, which would linger for a long time.

She found a place where she could see the entrance of the music house clubhouse, recalled some scenes viciously, and said to herself: "Oh damn greasy man! No, I will definitely beat that guy up later. Let's see how powerful he is, otherwise he won't be able to swallow his bad breath!"

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

Emilia looked uncomfortable when she saw this man, "Old man, you...why are you here?"

The old cowboy said unhappily: "You still have the nerve to ask me why I came here? Didn't you go back? Why did you come here?"

After asking three times in a row, Emilia felt a little guilty, knowing that she couldn't hide it, 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 he finished speaking, the old cowboy said very seriously, "Do you know that you almost got into a big disaster just now!"

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Emilia thought that the old man knew about her bumping into Lawrence before, and she didn't have a temper to speak back.

After all, I made a small mistake.

She was still defending herself in her heart: But, after all, she was lucky enough to get through without any danger.

The old cowboy sighed slightly, and said again: "I told you everything, this matter is not so simple."

Emilia's sense of justice made her feel that what she did was right, so she interrupted and said, "Okay, okay~ There is still you, old man. If you are found out, you, old man, can just judge those Damn human traffickers."

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

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

Seeing the surprisingly serious face of the old cowboy, Emilia put away her relaxed look and asked in confusion, "Someone saved me just now?"

Thinking of something, the old cowboy's eyes flashed a look of solemnity, and said: "I came when I saw you drinking. But I never dared to show up because of that."

Hearing this, Emilia rolled her eyes. Didn't she just get caught acting out just now?

"Oh old man, you also see my embarrassment, why don't you come to help me out?"

As she said that, she complained weakly in her heart: that hateful greasy man, even thinking about it with his hands and feet feels so disgusting!!!

"Release?"

The old cowboy knew that she hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, so he snorted coldly: "If it wasn't for that person who helped you out, do you think you can still stand here and talk to me?"

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

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

The old cowboy gave her a blank look, and asked back, "Didn't you notice any smell on you?"

"What smell? No."

Emilia replied, and sniffed her arm again. Apart from a faint smell of alcohol and tobacco, there was nothing special about it.

This is still the smell of that greasy man.

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

"Why"

The old cowboy shook his head and sighed slightly, obviously the 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 potion', which can interfere with the detection methods of professionals with a keen sense of smell!"

"ah?"

After being woken up, Emilia realized something, "You mean that there is a disruptive potion in the drink?"

She thought again, why did that greasy man put interference potion in the drink?

And before he wanted to save someone?

For a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, as if she felt that she had discovered the truth.

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

The old cowboy's eyes showed thought, he nodded, and said again: "I didn't realize how you were exposed before. But after seeing this 'disturbing potion', I immediately understood that the basement probably has some special smell." Class mark. If it wasn't for that person who helped you cover it up, you would have been exposed just now!"

As he said that, he glanced at Emilia, and said again: "Otherwise, do you think you can fool high-level professionals with your clumsy method of eliminating odor?"

"Ah this.???"

Only then did Emilia understand why it was such a coincidence that she ran into Lawrence "Stormy Bear" in the wine cellar.

So it is!

She was also afraid for a while.

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

God, this is too scary.

How would he know there were scent marks in the basement?

Still know that I am going to save people?

Now that I think about it, it turned out that after I met Lawrence in the wine cellar, that person just came to shout, isn't it a coincidence?

But thinking of that perverted look, Emilia still couldn't believe that that kind of greasy man would be the kind of foresight and strategist.

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

"Hmph! Guess wrong?"

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

He thought of the terrifying soul and the result of divination that he had perceived before, and felt that he had to teach his assistant a lesson today, and asked, "What do you think of the strength of Lawrence the 'Bear'? "

Emilia said: "Very strong."

The old cowboy recalled the momentary sensation he felt when he met that person before, and he said indifferently: "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-rank doctor. The smell of disinfectant on his body reminded me of corpses in the autopsy room. I can never be wrong."

You said that he is smart, has insight into everything, and used "interference potions", I admit it.

But you said that guy is a top powerhouse?

Pooh!

How can it be!

What's more, how can a master do such a trick?

Taking advantage of the opportunity?

No matter how you say it, they are all disgusting greasy men!

The old cowboy knew his assistant too well, so he said angrily, "Do you still feel that he is being lewd and taking advantage of you?"

Emilia said: "Isn't it?"

The old cowboy said unhappily: "That's because his disguise is much better than yours! Think about it for yourself. In that case, Lawrence would have noticed the abnormality. If he didn't act anxiously, he would be able to hide it from everyone, and even hide it. past you?"

"Ah, this"

Hearing this, Emilia finally lost her temper.

If it's really a disguise, the greasy man that that person pretends to be is really flawless.

That squinting look.

Ah. God!

No matter how you look at it, it is clearly an LSP!

The old cowboy added another sentence, and said earnestly: "That person wants you to have a long memory! That's why you left some tobacco smell on your body. I'm afraid you are stupid, and you can't figure out what you did wrong today when you leave!"

As he said that, he looked at the location Emilia chose to squat, and said in a disdainful tone, "Hmph, it's just you, still thinking of squatting here and beating someone up?"

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Emilia was completely out of temper after being trained, she pouted.

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

She asked again: "But old man, since you know I've been exposed, you can't think of a way to save me? You speak so badly about that guy, what if he is also a big villain?"

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

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

Emilia shrugged playfully.

As he said that, the old man guessed what she was thinking, and said again: "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 'heart' is worse than a 'goose feather' 'It's still light!"

"Lighter than a goose feather?"

Hearing this, Emilia was stunned, and finally showed great surprise.

My old man's criminal judgment has never been wrong. If he says he is a wicked person, he must be a wicked person.

Not really?

Still a nice guy?

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

Now that it is known that the clubhouse is a stronghold of that Augustus, some other clues may be found in other places nearby.

As he walked down the street, cold rain dripped down.

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

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

There was a touch of 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 appraisal did not show any clues.

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

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

He was thinking about what he had encountered today, and he didn't know why he was in a mood, and he couldn't get up at all.

Walking and walking, I came to an alley.

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

Unexpectedly, I saw two beggars under the eaves of a neon light. They were probably two siblings, about seven or eight years old. Their eyes were gray and had lost their color long ago.

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

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

Then he glanced at his feet, which were soaked white in the rain, and took out another blanket. "哗啦" tore into two pieces and threw them on the trembling siblings.

Just like breathing, Su Lun did something convenient and walked over without looking too much.

at the same time.

In the distance, two eyes were paying attention to what happened at the alley.

Emilia looked at Su Lun's actions, and the look in her eyes softened a lot, but she couldn't understand: "Old man, that guy gave the blanket to the beggar obviously out of kindness, but why did he tear it up? Wouldn't that be a leak? ?”

The old cowboy shook his head and said meaningfully: "He is someone who has truly seen the suffering of the bottom."

Emilia turned her head and glanced: "Huh?"

The old cowboy said: "Beggars are controlled by gangsters. The quality of that blanket is quite good. If it is not broken, it should show up in the pawn shop tomorrow. There are also weaklings among beggars. Those two little beggars can't keep a good blanket." .”

Emilia listened, and murmured: "Ah, a miserable and hopeless world."

The old cowboy shook his head and said nothing.

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

Su Lun wandered aimlessly on the street for a while.

He also noticed two eyes looking at him from the time he walked out of the clubhouse, but he ignored them.

A passer-by who meets by chance is not an enemy, and there is nothing to pay attention to.

Probably because he and he were curious about their identities, and they were also curious about him.

However, Su Lun felt a little strange that after observing for a while, they didn't leave yet?

It should have guessed some of his previous methods.

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

Intuition told Su Lun that something else might happen tonight, so he had to be patient.

Then, he saw results in no time.

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

Su Lun glanced at the aristocratic coat of arms on the roadside steam car, as if it was an earl.

This is already a high noble.

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

In the perception, a group of very cold spirit bodies appeared.

As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the whole street dropped sharply.

The water vapor in the sky suddenly turned into snowflakes, and where it passed, the puddles on the ground instantly froze into frost-white ice.

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

Su Lun's expression froze.

He couldn't see it with his right eye, but in the omniscient pupil of his left eye, he saw a mass of white cold air like a soul.

The vision suddenly appeared, and the people on the street obviously didn't see the thing.

But those bodyguards had already noticed the sudden drop in temperature, and stood by the fat earl: "Protect the earl!"

But a fourth-tier guard and several second- and third-tier professionals hadn't had time to untie their grooming clothes when the invisible cold air swept over them, instantly freezing them into ice sculptures.

The cold air is so intense, so terrifying!

Seeing this, a few peripheral bodyguards in the distance quickly fired at the ball of cold air, and a crackling alchemy bomb exploded, but did not hurt the white mist at all.

Looking again, the white mist has disappeared.

In just a few breaths, the earl and his bodyguards were instantly killed.

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

Recently, Luying's political situation has been shaken very badly. It is not uncommon for high-ranking nobles to appear in Lingdun and members of Congress to be killed.

The earl was assassinated in the street, and there is a high probability that it was also done by hostile politicians.

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

Looking at the lifelike ice sculptures, people panicked and fled in all directions.

Su Lun saw the strange method of the frozen man, and some information he knew flashed in his mind.

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

Dr. Banks is one of the core backbones of Grand Duke Raphael's neuromechanical technology in Old Lingdon. He once talked about some secret plans of Grand Duke Raphael. The ambitious Duke not only uses this technology to make super mechanical warriors, but also has many other top-secret projects.

One of the extraordinary projects is to force out human souls and make them into ghost fighters—the Cold Demon Ghost Project!

If the "Super Mechanical Warrior" is a combat power at the physical level, which is very limited; then this "Cold Demon Specter" is the use of technology at the magic level, which is very strange, and it is positioned as a terrifying method that can kill high-level occupations.

Dr. Banks is not in charge of the research of this project, so he doesn't know much about it.

But now it seems that this secret project of Grand Duke Raphael has been completed!

Seeing the mass of cold air that obviously had soul fluctuations killing people in front of him, Su Lun immediately thought of this technique.

"This ice ghost is a special form other than solid, liquid, gas, and plasma forms. It is difficult to be restrained unless you meet a domineering professional. And once the number forms a legion, it will be a fatal threat to top professionals .”

Su Lun's eyes sparkled when he thought of this.

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

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

The old cowboy was obviously also surprised, and murmured: "I didn't expect that it was the famous "Cold Demon". "

Emilia blinked and asked, "Is that the mysterious killer who has recently soared to the top 100 in the Assassin's Guild ranking?"

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

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

Emilia also pondered for a moment, then turned to glance at the old man, and said in confusion: "Although this is the assassin who came, why does the old man have such a serious face? Since the person you are judging, there is no reason for death."

"I'm not saying that Count Bolognese shouldn't die. Rather"

The old cowboy shook his head, looked solemnly, and said again: "It's just that I always thought that "Cold Demon" was a professional assassin with special talent. But the soul wave just now was very special."

Emilia frowned, "Huh?"

The old cowboy didn't seem to have figured it out either, and shook his head.

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

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

When the old cowboy encountered something, he shook his head dumbfoundingly, "Girl, don't do anything for a while."

Before Emilia figured out what this meant.

The old cowboy suddenly turned his face and looked at the person who appeared out of thin air behind him.

The sharpness in the old man's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he immediately revealed a slick worldly sophistication. He confessed directly, and said, "Mr., don't get me wrong! I spread the news, but I really don't care about the "cold demon"." know! "

Emilia looked weird for a while, and then looked at the person who appeared behind out of nowhere, isn't it the greasy man in the previous club?