The red moon returns

Chapter 210 Information Trading
"He struggled, he roared, he shook his fists against despair and roared loudly."

"Destiny is like a fairy in a nightmare, jumping lightly on the pillow and laughing crazily."

"Oh, look, every time he struggles, he pushes everything into the most desperate abyss."

I came into contact with the cultists again, but the experience was much better than the one at Thorn Flower.

After all, this place is open for business, and the people who come and go are all celebrities. Even if there is malicious intent, it will not be shown openly, so what Lynch was worried about did not happen.

Led by the handsome middle-aged man, the two climbed all the way to the top of the theater. In the luxurious manager's office, the middle-aged man overlooked the stage below and recited the same lines as on the stage simultaneously.

The voice is full of emotions and is extremely immersive. Even the ridicule and sarcasm on the face are so on point, as if you are really facing an ant struggling with its fate.

"Destroy it, miserable soul. All your efforts will eventually turn into the most desperate echo in the dreamland."

"The nightmare is coming, is tonight the fourth act?"

Looking at the handsome manager's words under the bright gas light, Lynch looked at a loss, maintaining an awkward but polite smile, but his eyes conveyed the signal of what he was doing. Compared to him, Miss Valente smiled reservedly and clapped gently:
"This is Master Miró's most classic play, and it's very difficult to perform the essence. Unfortunately, I don't like this play. From the scenes to the narration, everything in this play reveals madness and despair. Watch it in its entirety. Every time you play it, your heart will be filled with darkness and pain, and I really can’t appreciate it. But having the honor to witness your line skills is also my greatest luck today.”

No, why are there also broken dogs here? Wouldn't it be nice to do something humane? When you are used to performing, are you really not afraid that your King in Yellow will drag you into the Night City to teach you a lesson in person?

"Are you well informed?"

At this moment, Lynch seemed to see the almost possessed artists in his previous life. It was hard to tell whether he felt admiration, pity, fear, or a combination of all three. Anyway, just stay away.

"It's definitely not comparable to them. They are professionals, and we are just a group of poets and actors." West smiled gloomily and poured red wine for the two of them. "For example, we only know detectives." Sir, you were named by the people of the Alliance of Shadows, specifically to induce the believers of the Ancient Flicker to sacrifice you, but we have no way of knowing why they did this. If you know, how about you sell the reason to us?"

Lin Qi pursed his lips and blocked his eyes with a wine glass. When he moved away, his expression had returned to normal and he said calmly: "If I know about it in the future, I will definitely do this. But compared to this matter The reason is, I’m more interested in the flaming red lips.”

"Chaos, madness and despair, this is the most real side of the world, and it is also the Lord's favorite tone. It is precisely because of this play that Milo was led into the City of Night three times and personally offered his faith to the King in Yellow. and respect, this is his greatest luck.”

"Viscount Edmund, there is indeed this person in Salt, but he is still hanging out with the group of dwarves in the ancient continent and has no intention of coming to Middle-earth. Princess Chloe's identity is no problem, and so is the flaming red lips. It was indeed brought by her from the Kingdom of Salt, but it was not from the royal treasury, but snatched from a strange tribe in the New World just a few months ago. Count Lorende was in charge of the ocean trade of the Rhine City, and the New World. The relationship with the Kingdom of Salt is very complicated. Mayor Howard Hoffman has many contacts with Princess Chloe and Count Lorende, and his intentions are unknown, and..."

"West, the owner of the Black Cat Theater, the apostle of the King in Yellow. Apart from the business of the theater, we are generally not open to the public. We only serve friends of some secret societies and provide some comparisons between the upper class and the mysterious world. Private news. Since there is an introduction from Count Hathaway, of course we will not refuse your request."

"This good fortune also includes cutting one's own throat in public during the last curtain call?"

Lynch roughly figured out the situation here. It was a bit like the Lewisite Coffee Shop that he had visited before, except that the information sold there was all about the common people, while the one here was high-end and mysterious. At this time, Lynch was not as cautious as he was before he came in. People who open their doors for business generally do not attack customers, so he asked with confidence:
"How does it compare to the League of Shadows?"

"Of course, he has entered the City of Night and is with the King in Yellow, sharing the eternal performance. This is the greatest luck. You vulgar people will never understand."

However, at this moment, West suddenly stopped, poured himself a glass of red wine, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it quietly.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man quickly touched his chest and bowed greatly, just like an actor's curtain call. When he raised his head again, the intoxication and madness had subsided instantly, and he returned to his previous elegant but gloomy ghost-like appearance.

The answers were very quick, and most of them were information deduced by Lynch and Miss Valente. This shows that the credibility of West's information is very high, so the two of them listened very attentively.

Lin Qi cursed inwardly, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where's down there? No more?"

"We are also in business, Mr. Detective, Miss Valente."

West raised his wine glass towards the two of them, and the corners of his raised mouth revealed two white teeth, which looked particularly eerie and sinister under the reflection of the bright red wine. It turns out that trial reading and payment are already known in this era. It seems that I just used a similar method to trick the girl next to me half a month ago. Although she defaulted on the bill in the end, is the retribution coming to me so soon?

Lin Qi turned to look at the aristocratic lady beside him. She was covering her mouth with a folding fan, her big eyes hiding a smile, and she was secretly glancing at him.

Tsk, I should have remembered the situation at that time. It seems that I can’t be too shameless in the future.

I guess I'm going to be bled today, but there should be more important news later, so I can't save money on intelligence.

Lynch sighed deeply, touched the Rand Pound in his pocket, and asked with a farewell expression: "So, what's the price?"

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Detective. Money is generally not used here. Money... is too vulgar, and we don't bother to think about it."

I hate it, really.

"To be honest, the other information you need is indeed very secret and important. Some of it is just speculation and cannot be guaranteed to be absolutely accurate." The handsome middle-aged man smiled and said, "The custom here is that if you want to obtain information, just In exchange for information that interests us.”

Lynch and Miss Valente looked at each other, a little surprised. After thinking about it carefully, they were not surprised. Instead, they felt that this was reasonable.

"Is there any information on me that you would be interested in?"

"It didn't happen before, but it suddenly happened recently." West pointed in the direction of the door, "That group of Innsmouth murlocs are vulgar, crazy, and smelly. They suddenly poured into the Rhine in recent days, making people here The air has become disgusting. I need to know the reason and purpose of their invasion, as well as their hiding place. It would be better if I can make them disappear completely. If you help me figure out their intentions, I will know All the news about the flaming red lips is shared with you, so everyone can get what they need."

Hiss...the strength of those aliens is not weak, you must be careful.

But how do I know what they are here for? I only know that this one should not be directed at me, but who knows which unlucky guy caused these things.

“Where should I start, do you have any suggestions?”

"That's your business."

Lin Qi frowned and pondered for a moment: "Then when do you want it?"

"The sooner the better. I don't want to wait any longer. I wish I could make them disappear today."

Lynch slowly lit his pipe, squinting his eyes and lost in thought.

The news said that some people had seen these things around the pier at night, and maybe they could try their luck first.

Ok, deal.

"We'll go tonight, but we need basic information about the residents of Innsmouth. There's no need to exchange these."

West raised his glass and chuckled softly: "Thank you very much, and I wish you both a triumph in advance. As for the fishman's information..."

As he spoke, he leaned forward, lowered his voice, and spoke these unknown and forbidden knowledge.

(End of this chapter)