old dream

Chapter 288 The Fall
After saying goodbye to the women, the smile disappeared from Emil's face immediately.He walked over to Colin and leaned side by side against the wall.Emil also took a glass of wine from the waiter, but because he was still in action, he just put on a show:
"I didn't expect to meet an informant here. It was my mistake." He said: "There are too many people watching here, and it is not convenient to use language magic. So I can't get rid of it all at once."

"Doesn't she know that she is an informant?" Colin asked casually.If the other party is also cooperating with the investigation bureau, it shouldn't hinder them.

"...Yes." Emil said after hesitating for a while, "The mistress of a government official doesn't know my real identity."

"so."

The easiest target for language magic to take effect is naturally the opposite sex who has a good impression.

Most of Emil's informants were women, and Colin hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now he suddenly understood what Ruy really meant when he said that Emil often spent the night outside.

Thinking about it carefully, Emil is indeed outstanding in appearance, especially the pair of blue eyes, which are impressive.Moreover, the investigation department can create any desired identity for him, it can be a mysterious rich man, or a down-and-out noble son.Coupled with professionalism and language magic, it is enough to make him invincible in Danalo's love scene at night.

But it still feels a little uncomfortable.

Whether it is for those informants who know nothing, or for Emil himself.

Colin sighed, and handed the undrinked glass to the passing waiter.

In order to let the guests forget the time and immerse themselves completely, there is no wall clock in the casino, and there are no windows to see the sky outside.The only thing that can confirm the time is the clock and watch that you bring, but if you look at it too often, it will be very conspicuous.So Colin could only count the time silently in his heart.

When the feeling was about the same, Colin and Amir quietly left the casino.

Fifteen minutes before the start of "Lydia", bells rang throughout the theater at the same time.At this time, most of the guests flocked to the magnificent opera hall along the radial aisles, and the possible witnesses were minimized.

When the bell stopped, Colin and Emil walked out of a bathroom, and the road was really empty.Relying on the architectural drawings in their memory, they walked around to the outer aisle in front of the opera hall. Colin stared at the ceiling and walls, and finally found the entrance of a ventilation duct. He removed the outer frame, and the inside had been welded to death with a few steel bars.

Colin moved his ears closer and heard the commotion from the upper floor coming from the duct, and he didn't know what happened there.But the performance in the opera hall continued, and so did their actions.He took out the clean salt he had prepared in advance and spread it around several steel bars, in order to eliminate as much traces of witchcraft as possible.

If possible, he would rather use those "cleaner" methods, such as thermite that can instantly melt steel, but the conditions are not available here. The first is that the position of the ceiling is not suitable, and the second is that the radiating sparks may also Will ignite the carpet underneath.

After carefully spreading the salt, Colin still felt unsafe, so he touched the coordinate stabilization device in his pocket, and briefly adjusted himself to the coordinates of "Amo".

Ke Lin stretched out his hand and guided an extremely small amount of spiritual elements to form inside the steel bars. No changes could be seen from the surface, but the internal structure of the metal had been quietly destroyed.At this time, the performance of "Lydia" also started, and the sound of the pipe organ almost shook the entire wall.Therefore, the abnormal sound of Ke Lin breaking the steel bars one by one with his fingers was also drowned in this majestic and holy roar.

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In the most luxurious private room on the third floor of the opera hall, Archbishop Edmund was looking at the stage with an antique monocular.And the maid who was highly relied on by the Grand Duke was standing and waiting on the side of his seat.

Lydia, whom everyone was looking forward to, finally appeared in the climax of the ensemble, but the Grand Duke holding up the binoculars couldn't help frowning:
"Isn't that the old Melita?" he said, confirming the actor's face several times:

"What is this doing?"

The Grand Duke threw the precious binoculars aside, with a slightly displeased expression, which made the accompanying guests look at each other nervously.The maid on the side was very calm, she approached the seat and said to the Grand Duke:
"I'm going to ask what happened."

"Ah."

After getting the permission, the maid quickly walked out of the box. She didn't make people wait too long and came back within a few minutes.In a very short period of time, the maid has sorted out the unexpected situation in the chaotic scene and reported it to the Grand Duke in detail.

"Fred was seriously injured and unconscious, and the puppet disappeared..." Edmund repeated.

"Yes." said the maid.Six minutes before the start of the opera, a person in charge of props found the earl lying on the ground in the background. After that, the people in the theater fell into chaos, and they could only choose to let the actor Melita take the stage for emergency.

The unexpected news caused the people in the private room to fall silent. At this point in time, it is easy to think of it as a problem with new technology.But soon several people rejected the idea individually.

Not to mention that the master alchemists of the principality have not yet digested those research materials.Even with the technical level in the hinterland, it is impossible for the puppet to suddenly have the ability to attack others on its own.

"Two possibilities." The Grand Duke rubbed his brow bone with his finger, and said:
"Either it's a parasite... or an outsider stole that puppet."

Either way, it's still in this opera house.Or, still around here.

He ordered with a deadpan expression:
"Send someone to find it for me."

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After all, this order came too late.After all, the puppet was able to walk freely in the huge theater for more than half an hour from the time the earl fell to the ground with serious injuries.

The drops of blood cut by the steel wire had already slid off her skin like dew, leaving no trace.After leaving the dressing room, she hid and sat on the lower floor of the trolley of the props group, and was quietly pushed from one private room to another by someone who didn't know.At this time, no one had discovered that the Earl had been assassinated, and the last theater employee who handled it saw the living Lydia climbing out of the cart, and his eyes immediately popped out, thinking that he was dreaming.

The puppet also looked at him sideways in bewilderment, but the young employee froze in place, speaking incoherently, and finally watched the petite Lydia disappear around the corner of the stairs.

The opera hall is more than 20 meters high, so the position of the doll is roughly equivalent to the sixth floor.In addition to the elevator, there is another kind of shaft between the floors, and small cargo boxes are passed by pull ropes.It's unlikely that a normal person would have the flexibility to squeeze themselves into that kind of place, but that's not a problem with a doll.She took out the sealed goods and put herself in.The rope slid up and down, and she was transported from the sixth floor to the third floor.

After getting out of the cargo box, the doll continued to walk, with brisk steps as if it were on a green walk.But unknowingly, she walked up to the cold and dark rooftop, and saw the bright night scene in the distance.

Her footsteps gradually slowed down, she glanced back, and walked in the direction of Colin.In fact, the two are still connected at the spiritual level. Although a large number of guests provide them with a stable ether field, the scope is still limited.

At this time, Colin had already got into the ventilation duct and crawled towards where the Iceni spy was, so he was getting farther and farther away from the doll.

Night Breeze lifted her gauze skirt, and as Ke Lin left the etheric field little by little, the puppet's eyes suddenly lost all expression.

She wobbled twice, and fell straight into the garbage pile at the bottom of the building.

(End of this chapter)