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"Three days ago, we experienced a despair in our lives here. Some of us have unfortunately died in this disaster..."

In front of the theater, people dressed in black, holding white candles in their hands, lined up quietly.

There were many white roses placed around, and the candlelight dyed them yellowish white.

In addition to the emcee's speech, faint weeping sounds could be heard, probably from family members or friends who had lost loved ones in the disaster.

In the distance, a black private car was parked. The back seat of the car was out, and the windows were just rolled down. A pair of indifferent eyes swept over the crowd in front of the theater door.

"Why not let these people hold a memorial service in the theater?" A voice suddenly asked.

That was also sitting in the back seat of the car... Cosni. Naturally, she was accompanied by Doflamingo, who had transformed into Dr. San Franco.

The reason why I ask this is because during this memorial service, Saint-France secretly operated early on, allowing people to reject the memorial service's request to apply for a venue, and only allowed the space in front of the theater to be opened.

In fact, since the hijacking ended that day and the security department and police searched the scene, the theater has been in a closed stage. After all, there had been a gunfight inside and many things were damaged.

"Didn't I tell you?" Saint Fran said.

"Nuclear bomb?" Kesni was stunned for a moment, then frowned. She was still meeting with Vita from the 'lk brotherhood' in St. Paul in the morning, and rushed back here at noon, non-stop.

When Saint-France told her the reason why he chose to sponsor the renovation of the theater, Cosni regarded it as an unimportant joke.

"Of course I'm joking." St. Fran laughed strangely at this time, "Actually, before Roger died, he hid something very important to me. Nothing was found on his body. The police said

Bian probably didn't find it either. So I suspect that the things are still hidden in this theater."

"What is it?" Kesni asked with a frown.

St. Fran said calmly: "If you can find it, you will know...Okay, let people keep a close eye and don't let any suspicious people in. I suspect that Roger's people are not dead yet. Although Roger said

He is a lunatic, but not a fool. He should still have remaining subordinates who did not directly participate in the hijacking, but are providing support outside..."

"Then I'll stay here." Kesni nodded.

"No, you should accompany me to the banquet." St. Fran shook his head: "Just tell the people below to do things. In addition, hurry up and find Bucky as soon as possible. There is something I want to ask.

Ask him."

"I understand, father."

"Drive." St. Fran ordered the driver in a deep voice.

The car drove out slowly, and almost at the same time, two figures were slowly walking over from where the car was parked. They were also looking at the memorial service in front of the theater.

One person lowered his voice and said, "Miss Youye, when you brought me here, you asked me to attend this memorial service, right?"

The visitors are surprisingly... Bucky and Yuye, the club's maid.

The maid lady's eyes inadvertently swept past the black private car that had just driven away, then looked at Bucky and said calmly: "It's not a participation, it's a performance."

"Performance?" Bucky blinked.

The maid said at this time: "These people are in a very interesting situation now, which you can use just in time. Listen, it is a bit troublesome for you to develop your own beliefs. Under normal circumstances, it will even take a long time.

That way the effect will be slower. But because of the hijacking incident, you have a good chance."

"I still don't quite understand..." Bucky shook his head.

The maid said calmly: "They heard some news. At the same time, they are also wondering about something..."

"What's going on?"

You Ye said calmly: "My master once made a group transaction with these people. The master did not hide anything..."

"This..." Bucky was startled, and vaguely seemed to have thought of something.

"Go ahead and use your miraculous power. Let me see how many followers you can gain in one night." You Ye smiled slightly: "Let me see how high your potential is."

"But I..." Bucky wanted to say something else.

But in the blink of an eye, the maid lady disappeared out of thin air. Bucky knew that this woman might have been hiding and observing him in the dark.

There was no plan beforehand, and no specific explanation of what needed to be done, so he just let himself go directly on the stage? Bucky smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the crowd.

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On the rooftop opposite the theater building, the maid girl was holding a piece of street food pastel.

I bought this from the stall of the guy who set up a stall on the street.

But last time it was Boss Luo who bought it, and he bought two copies. Tonight, it was the maid who bought it, and she only bought one copy.

She ate quietly, the night breeze ruffling her hair.
Chapter completed!