Chen Lun didn't take Hoyle's family struggle too seriously.
Even though this involved a big family at the top of Peacock City, and even though Hoyle's brothers were powerful, in Chen Lun's view, this was just a boring farce between ordinary people.
If it doesn't bother him, he doesn't bother to pay attention.
But if it affects his plans, he doesn't mind just killing it.
Compared to this , he was more concerned about the whereabouts of the three opportunities hidden in Peacock City.
Back to the winery.
Chen Lun summoned Golov and the other two and gave them another task.
"Go and secretly investigate which nobles, headed by Viscount Harrington, are more abnormal and involved in the mysterious field. Make a list for me... In addition, I need you to find two people, one is a student named Francis, and the other is a farmer named Dolim."
Chen Lun sat on the sofa in the study, with the silver cane leaning against his arm.
He looked at the three people in front of him and added:
"That student should be studying at Omto College, living in the college dormitory, and his activities basically do not exceed the college area. But he must be careful and not make too much noise. After all, behind Omto College is the Magic Orthodox Church and the Madman School...
As for the farmer, he should have his own piece of land outside Peacock City. In addition to farming, he usually goes to a nearby windmill to trade. "
Chen Lun's fingers tapped rhythmically on the silver cane, his mind trying hard to search for memories of his past life.
The three opportunities came from a noble family, a student and a farmer in Peacock City respectively. Even though it was not 100% certain that they were in their hands now because the time node was advanced.
That at least has something to do with them.
Chen Lun planned to let Golov and the other two investigate and collect some clues.
"If you find any valuable clues, don't contact them rashly. Come back and tell me the information first."
"Yes, Captain."
Golov and the other two nodded solemnly to show that they understood.
"Okay, go get ready first."
Chen Lun raised his hand to signal.
Golov and the other two immediately bowed and turned to leave.
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A week passed in the blink of an eye.
The work of Golov, Patton and Morey did not progress smoothly. They only found two nobles involved in the mysterious field. Chen Lun went there personally to investigate, but did not find any sign of opportunity.
These two noble families had only had some contact with the extraordinary forces in the mysterious realm, and had commissioned the Black Blade Brotherhood to assassinate the family’s enemies.
Although this kind of thing is not common, in Chen Lun's opinion, it is not worth investigating. Fortunately, at least these two noble families have been ruled out, further narrowing the scope of opportunities.
As for the student named "Francis", Golov and his two companions did not find him. It seemed that there was no such person in the college area.
The farmer "Dolim" also found nothing in his investigation.
There was indeed a farm on the outskirts of the city, with the same name, but the farmer and his wife were nowhere to be found. Even the livestock on the farm were gone, as if they had moved away long ago.
The investigation results of Golov and the other two made Chen Lun fall into deep thought.
'The matter about Francis can only be put aside for the time being. As for the farm, I also went to see it myself, it was empty, nothing was left... This does not match the memory of the previous life.
Logically speaking, the player found a myth book on the farm and gained a lot of benefits from it. Farmer Dolim has always lived on the farm and has never left...'
The process of finding opportunities was not smooth, but he still had hope.
"Since the clues to the students and farmers are temporarily cut off, let's start looking for opportunities with the nobles."
Chen Lun sighed secretly.
Today is the day when Jack's Circus performs on stage.
But since almost everyone else in the team is busy with something, this time it has to be done by the team leader Chen Lun himself.
The City Garden Theatre had started preparations early on, and even the old entrance had been renovated. Even the ticket sellers were young and beautiful women, dressed up beautifully.
Because Hoyle has spent a lot of money on publicity and promotion during this period, most people in Peacock City know that an important performance will be held at the City Garden Theater today.
I don’t know whether it’s exciting or not, but my curiosity has been aroused.
Not only did many nobles come with their wives and daughters, but even many busy company executives on weekdays took advantage of their weekend break to come and see what the performance was like and whether it was as exaggerated as described in the promotional leaflets.
In addition, Viscount Harrington and his family were also present.
This shocked many people.
This stern middle-aged man was flanked by a woman, his wife and daughter, and several strong bodyguards followed closely behind him. As the family walked by, the people in front of them stepped aside unconsciously to make way.
In the upper circles of Peacock City, everyone knew Viscount Harrington. When many dignitaries saw him coming, they hurried forward to greet him and send him warm regards.
But Viscount Harrington merely nodded in response, or even turned a blind eye with a straight face.
The theater owner Hoyle went forward personally, but did not get a good look from the viscount.
"Young man from the Simon family, I hope that today's performance will be as good as you boasted... and make me praise you endlessly."
Viscount Harrington said coldly.
Hoyle's smile was a little stiff.
He actually already knew about the flyers, and was also annoyed at his stupid subordinates for hiring some "amateur" salesmen to shout out such exaggerated slogans.
Although he explicitly requested that publicity efforts be intensified, he also did not allow anyone to take advantage of the titles of Viscount Harrington and President of Moses Sailing.
Although this kind of thing can be used as an excuse for commercial hype, it can also easily offend people, especially when it involves the two most powerful figures in Peacock City.
Even his father, Don Marne Simon, the head of the Simon family, had to humble himself when meeting Viscount Harrington.
"I just hope that Mr. Jack's performance today can be as stunning as the day we met... Otherwise, this will be a big embarrassment, after all, there are so many big shots here today!"
Hoyle wiped his sweat secretly, feeling very nervous.
After personally escorting Viscount Harrington to the VIP seats at the front row of the auditorium, Hoyle returned to the door to greet the other dignitaries.
At this moment, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and then turned cold.
"Oh my dear brother, why don't you greet me when you see me? Why do you have such a sullen face?"
Two young men in their thirties walked over together, wearing colorful and expensive suits and looking cynical.
They all had playful smiles on their faces.
"Gadson, Lance, why are you two here with me instead of just working on your own business?"
Hoyle asked, frowning.
"Listen, what hurtful words! What do you mean by slacking off... In fact, we are also working hard to provide advice for the industry. Today we just came to see you, Hoyle."
"We heard that a new circus has come to your theater and will perform wonderful shows. We are so happy for you... We came here to show our support. What? Are you not welcome? We bought tickets after all. You won't turn guests away... That's not the way a businessman behaves."
The two brothers' words made Hoyle's face even uglier.
"Then just enjoy the show. If you dare to disrupt the show, don't blame me for asking security to kick you out... that would be embarrassing!"
Hoyle said coldly.
"Hahaha, how could that be? We will applaud the whole time, believe me, Hoyle."
The two elder brothers walked in with a grin on their faces and their heads held high.
Hoyle looked at their backs and always had a bad feeling.
After a moment.
He went backstage in person and found Mr. Jack who had just come out of the dressing room.
Hoyle was stunned when he saw the young man in the black hat.
The other person originally had an unrealistically handsome face, and after some simple makeup, it seemed as if a face that did not exist in this world.
So handsome!
"Hoyle, what do you want from me?"
Chen Lun gently placed the silver cane in his hand and gave a polite smile.
"Mr. Jack, today's guests are far more than expected. Many important people are here... Even Viscount Harrington is here with his family. I'm worried..."
Hoyle took a deep breath, forced himself to shift his attention away from the young man's face, and then spoke in a deep voice.
"Don't stress, Hoyle."
Chen Lun said softly, patting the young theater owner on the shoulder.
"You have to trust me."
"Um."
Hoyle managed a smile.
The two came to the entrance of the stage and stood in the dark behind the scenes.
Hoyle suddenly discovered something and his eyes narrowed.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Lun asked.
"It's the heads of 'Tartar' and 'Golden Rum'. They're here too."
Hoyle pointed to the corner of the crowded auditorium. On each side was a man wrapped in a windbreaker and a hat.
"They came here in disguise, most likely to 'scout the enemy'. Humph, it seems they can't sit still anymore."
Hoyle sneered.
Chen Lun glanced at the two men and paid no more attention to them.
Instead, his gaze fell on Viscount Harrington's family, who were sitting in the front row of the audience.
"If you want to find opportunities hidden among the nobility, the best way is of course to find someone who is most familiar with the aristocratic circle."
Chen Lun was thinking about what means to use to drive Viscount Harrington without attracting the attention of local official supernatural forces.
Hoyle looked at the staff backstage carrying bird cages, ropes, wooden boxes, water tanks and other magic props, and asked nervously:
"Have you checked everything?"
"No problem, Mr. Hoyle, checked it three times."
The staff member answered while wiping his sweat.
"That puts my mind at ease."
Hoyle nodded.
Chen Lun glanced at the magic props and a playful smile appeared on his face.
At this time, the host had finished warming up the audience, and announced the names of the performing groups on stage amid applause:
"Please welcome Mr. Jack, the leader of Jack Circus, to perform a wonderful magic show for everyone!"
"Mr. Jack, please."
Hoyle said quietly and solemnly.
Chen Lun smiled and nodded, then walked towards the stage holding his silver cane.
Seeing this, several staff members who were moving props turned around and looked at the darkness backstage, where Covey, the Selena sisters and the dwarf group were hiding. The two sides exchanged glances and smiled inexplicably at the same time.
"Don't blame me, Hoyle...it's because Mr. Gadson and Mr. Lance gave too much."
Kewei's gloomy face was hidden in the darkness, and he thought to himself.
And, of course, his hatred for the young magician.