"I used to give Margot 20 felkin a week. What day of the week do you want?"

Lumian sneered:

"No need to give it to me, just do one more big cleaning every week."

Mr. Ev was a little surprised, but he had no objection. After all, the cleaning only cost 18 Filkin, and it was done twice a week

You can also negotiate the price.

Lumian finished the food on his plate and asked:

"Do you know where the tenant before 504 went?" He was referring to the guy who posted the portrait of Susanna Matisse in Charlie's room. He was said to be a frequent visitor to places such as Rampart Street, Breda Street, and Nightingale Street. Later, he

I moved away for some reason.

Lumian asked Mrs. Fells about this matter before, but did not get any answer. After all, Mrs. Fells only cared about whether there were fish.

Pay enough rent, don’t care if you break anything in the room, and don’t care where the tenants go afterward.

Mr. Ev was stunned for a moment, looked at the remaining food on the plate and said:

"I don't know who you are referring to. I rarely come to the hotel and I don't know who lives in which room."

This reaction... seemed to be a little guilty... Lumian raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't ask any more questions. He watched Mr. Ev eat the plate cleanly, not a grain of rice or a drop of sauce left.

When Mr. Ev left, he walked out of the hotel nearly twenty seconds later, with the landlord at a distance.

He followed him to the middle of Market Avenue and watched Mr. Efe enter a beige six-story apartment.

Judging from some of the details that Mrs. Fells has mentioned, this should be Mr. Ev's home.

Lumian was not in a hurry to "visit" him. After all, some things were more convenient to do in the dead of night. Moreover, he was not sure whether the official Beyonders were still pursuing Susanna Mattis's affairs and whether they also wanted to get help from Mr. Ev.

Find some clues here. It will be embarrassing if the two sides collide.

In that case, Lumian could only quickly find a nearby "crack in the ground" to get in.

Under the illumination of yellowish street lights, he walked around the apartment where Mr. Ev lived and observed the surroundings.

Environment.

What impressed Lumian the most was that diagonally opposite the apartment, on the other side of Market Avenue, there was a renovated brick-red three-story building.

It has a foyer supported by pillars, with a sign hanging above it: "Old Pigeon Cage Theater".

At this time, people kept pouring in, and applause and music could be heard from time to time inside, making it quite lively.

As far as Lumian knows, this is a theater with low ticket prices targeting the common people. It is the kind of theater that has no qualified competitors in the Candide Market area.

It is a good place that can be used to escape tracking... Lumian recalled the various stories that happened in the theater, smiled, crossed the street, and entered the foyer of the old Pigeon Cage Theater.

There are some posters posted here, depicting plays that are currently or will be performed, as well as a few classic moments from the past.

Lumian, who was investigating how to use this theater, stood there and looked at the photos, drawings and videos carefully.

Text.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar face on a poster in a corner:
Chapter completed!