From the dragon race to penetrate the world

Chapter 146 Lu Chen: You call this low-key?
There are many gullies on the concrete floor, and the dark marks are dried blood. There seems to be a trace of fishy smell in the wet wind, telling the story of the tragic war that broke out here.

Lu Chen looked at the broad Loire River in the distance. The largest river in France is 500 meters wide at its widest point. At this time, there are many cruise ships strolling in the river. The gorgeous lights on the boats mean that there may be a lively event being held on it. Party.

Today is his first day in Nantes, France. After visiting a series of places that the executive department had surveyed before, he finally came to this "crime scene"

Unsurprisingly, nothing came of it.

He turned around and walked a few steps towards the black and gray car.

The sharp front of the car combines two large air intakes to design the front bumper. The straight lines outline many sharp angles. The rear of the roof has layers like the flaps of a fighter jet. The tubes, combined with the rear bumper of the bottom splitter, etc., seem to tell the world how manic it is hidden under this car shell.

The girl in a black evening dress walked to the front of the car first, and opened the co-pilot's door for the boy.

When the door is opened, it is as if the cockpit of a fighter jet is opened, it is better to say that this is a fighter jet running on the road.

Lamborghini Reventon, 08 model, limited to 21 worldwide.

Lu Chen has learned various things in the academy these days, and driving is also a part of it. After careful study, he found that these big toys that burn oil are quite interesting. Under the guidance of Brother Caesar, he gradually understood that men love cars. feelings.

It's just that he thinks this thing is good everywhere, but it runs a little slowly.

Of course, it is good as a means of transportation. Although he has excellent physical fitness, he is not the kind of person who is willing to run around in the city without any problems.

Miranda sat in the driver's seat, fastened her seat belt, and turned to look at the president, "Any clues? Where are you going next?"

Lu Chen rubbed the center of his brows. He felt a little tired. After shopping all day today, he didn't have much clue. The only thing he knows so far is that the school director of Laurent's family should have been taken away by water.

The Loire River leads directly to the port of Saint-Jean-de-Luz. Because the river is very wide, no matter how big a ship can come in, if Elizabeth was taken captive from here, she might have left France at this time. The world is so big, so I should go to Where can I find it?

"The law and order in France is not good. This level of 'armed fighting' did not attract the attention of your police, and let the other party evacuate in a big way afterwards?"

Lu Chen couldn't help complaining, although he knew that there was someone in power behind this matter, but it was done seamlessly, which still made him very confused.

Milana was a little embarrassed. France's law and order was slightly worse than that of the United Kingdom, but it was also much stronger than the free United States.

"I have asked someone to investigate the departure record, but it is estimated that the other party will not leave any effective clues."

Lu Chen waved his hand, "There's no need to check, the executive department used Norma's intrusion system to check, and there was no trace."

He put his hands on the open car window, tapped his fingers on the outer wall, and asked curiously: "By the way, Miranda, what does your family do?"

He has seen this car in Caesar's collection, and it seems to be limited, and Caesar is the noble son of the Gattuso family. According to the principal, the Gattuso family is currently the school director who contributes the most to the academy every year.

He told Miranda that this was a secret mission, and he should keep a low profile. The other party nodded on the plane to express his understanding, saying that she would arrange it as appropriate, but the car was parked in the garage after landing...

Maybe it's because I'm small, and it doesn't mean the same as the low-key that Milana understands.

"Didn't I mention it?"

Miranda also looked surprised. She thought the president knew about it all along, so she finally decided to take her out on this mission.

Seeing Lu Chen's puzzled expression, she explained: "Our family is mainly in the hotel service industry, and the business area... is relatively wide."

Milana, who knew Lu Chen's character well, didn't elaborate too much on her family background, how glorious her ancestor's noble lineage was, and so on. She knew that the president hated to talk about such things.

"I see. I heard from Fingal that opening a hotel is very profitable."

Lu Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

But in fact, he didn't understand that the Berisson family runs the largest hotel group in Europe. If it weren't for the accumulation of history and the long history of the school managers, it would be considered a top wealthy family among mixed-race families.

Lu Chen lowered his head and looked at the time on his phone. It was just after eight o'clock, and there was no news of Eriyi. Thinking about it, it should be three o'clock in the morning in Japan at this time, and Eriyi should be asleep.

Then he gently pulled off the collar. He was wearing a decent tailored suit today, which made him a little unaccustomed. He untied a hole in the front of the shirt and said, "Let's go to the banquet."

"Really go?"

Milana was a little surprised. He thought that Lu Chen would reject the invitations of those people. You must know that Lu Chen hated such large social occasions before.

"Go, why don't you go, now that the clue is broken, I'm still idle if I'm idle."

Lu Chen looked at the calm river, wondering if there would be a raging undercurrent below.

Tonight, there is a dinner at the Castle of the Duke of Brittany in Nantes, where the top families in the mixed-race world gather.

The initiator of the dinner was the Laurent family, the victims of this incident. The main purpose was to reconnect with the major families and help them find their masters.

The people who attended the dinner today had other purposes besides showing favor to the Laurent family, because they heard that the new legend of dragon slaying from the secret party had come to this city and began to investigate this incident.

"The president thinks that today's dinner can get useful news? Or, do you think there is a family involved in this kidnapping incident?"

Miranda is a smart girl, and she figured out the key point at once. Now that the clues are broken, maybe they should really attend this dinner.

"Who knows?"

Looking at the night scene of Nantes, Lu Chen recalled what the principal had said to him.

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The buildings in the distance are built of limestone in Renaissance style. They are bright white in color, elegant in curves, and finely carved. In contrast to the rough style of the outer city wall, the thick granite city wall plays the role of a strong fortress.

From afar, it looked like a giant beast crawling in the dark.

The Fort of the Dukes of Brittany is the last castle before the Loire River merged into the Atlantic Ocean. The Nantes History Museum is located in this building. Strictly speaking, it belongs to the national property at this time and is a tourist attraction for tourists. Income generating tool.

But today it is only open to private people. The host who initiates the banquet will pay more than ten times the daily attraction revenue and donate 3000 million US dollars to renovate this ancient building. This is an undeniable condition.

The open-air parking lot outside the castle was full of various limited-edition luxury cars at this time. The car door opened, and a lady with a thin waist and long legs stepped on high heels to get out of the car and put her hand on the arm of her male companion.

Everyone is well-dressed and personable.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, a black and gray Lamborghini Reventon drove into the parking lot, and parked precisely in the parking space with a flick of its tail, causing many people to turn their heads and wonder what kind of person the driver was.

The car door opened, and a pair of slender jade legs stepped out first. Under the illumination of the nearby lights and the black evening dress, the dazzling white, nude high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, and the girl's slim figure came out of the car. Her hazel hair was pulled up high, and she stretched her body after standing up straight, showing her curvy curves vividly.

The girl's expression was indifferent, her eyes swept around, and many people who looked at her had the urge to avoid her. The queen-like invisible aura was overwhelming. She didn't open her mouth to talk to anyone, but she spoke to everyone silently. Announcement, here I come.

Representatives of many mixed-race families lamented that this was probably an A-level elite of noble blood. Even if the golden pupils were not ignited, the aura still made it difficult for ordinary people to look at him.

Just when everyone was inferring which elite this was, the queen-like girl suddenly turned around and walked to the other side of the car, which surprised many people.

Shouldn't you be going straight into the venue now?
But the next moment someone realized that the girl didn't come to the banquet alone, she was opening the door!

Such an excellent and beautiful girl should have sat quietly in the seat, waiting for the gentleman to open the car door for her, propped up her hands in detail, let the girl get out of the car safely, and then stretched out his arms to carry her into the castle.

But she was doing what only a driver would do.

Who is it that makes this girl so "condescending"?Is it an elder in her family?
The car door opened, the girl backed away respectfully, and a black-haired boy in a decent suit got out of the car.

The boy looked handsome, tall and straight, with a sunny military temperament on his body, his dark eyes were calm, and he didn't look at other people.

He just nodded to the girl, and then stretched out his arm, as if he had obtained permission, the girl carefully helped her up.

"It's Lu Chen."

Someone whispered to the female companion, the information about the new stars of the secret party is not a secret, at least the appearance is not a secret.

Many people wanted to come forward to chat, but they were all persuaded by the youth's invisible aura. He gave people the impression that he was like a famous knife with a hidden sheath, and if he approached rashly, he might be scratched.

When the young girl walked to the entrance of the castle, the waiter saluted habitually, "Sir, please show me..."

It was the same request to show the invitation card, but when he looked up, he was speechless, because he met those red golden pupils, and the invisible coercion made the waiter feel stuck in his throat, and his heart seemed to be clenched, until the boy and girl Passing by him, he was panting profusely with sweat.

Lu Chen didn't intend to embarrass each other, but he and Milana really didn't have an invitation card. The invitation card was sent to the hotel, and the hotel was on the other side of the city, so they didn't bother to go back to get it.

He doesn't need any invitations either, the golden pupil is the best invitation.

The Laurents may have invited him with good intentions, but some may not.

After entering the main hall of the castle, the field of vision suddenly brightened. Before the dinner, the members of the Laurent family obviously renovated the castle in details. The huge crystal chandelier hanging on the dome illuminated the area. The vast space is covered with carpets handmade by famous Italian craftsmen.

Melodious music reverberates in the space, sometimes it is a gorgeous and magnificent Adagio melody, sometimes it is the main body of traditional Fugue Allegro, and sometimes it is a Sicilian-style quiet and soothing Cantonese, similar to the pastoral music in Christmas music. Under the overlapping, dynamic and complex textured music penetrates into people's ears.

This is one of Handel's greatest late orchestra works, Music for the Royal Fireworks (Royal Fireworks Music), the source of the music is the court bands on both sides.

At this time, men and women are already dancing gracefully in the open space in the center. People are standing and chatting together at the dining tables. The waiter is holding a silver plate, standing upright, and walking to them with humble eyes. If there is a need, those people will come I will take a glass of Chateau Cheval Blanc 80-year-old red wine, and after thanking the waiter, I will clink glasses with those who have a good chat.

In such a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, perhaps tens of billions of big businesses have been decided just like that.

Their hands shook the wine glasses lightly, and the bright red liquid reflected the moving red under the glass light. They clinked glasses, which was the transfer and collision of power. What they drank was not red wine, but the intoxicating power and power.

"President."

Milana reminded Lu Chen in a low voice when she saw Lu Chen walking towards the dining table.

"I know."

Lu Chen was a little helpless. He said that I am indeed a foodie, but it doesn't matter what the occasion is. Besides, aren't these things just for people to eat? This is reasonable, right?

Thinking of this, he picked up a plate of delicate veal steak, which had to be said to be really delicate, too delicate for him to take a bite of.

After finishing the veal steaks on the plate, Lu Chen felt that the Laurent family at least had good taste in finding a cook. He took out a napkin, wiped his mouth gracefully, and made Milana feel relieved.

If it was another occasion, she would make clear arrangements for Lu Chen as much as he wanted to eat and what he wanted to eat.

But today is different, especially when she heard that the academy intends to push their president to the stage of the mixed-race world, and she still needs to be respectful when attending such an occasion.

As time went by, Miranda stood beside Lu Chen, not like his girlfriend, but like a female secretary in the company. She observed the people in the venue, and the people in the venue were also observing her, but no one dared to Focus on the oriental boy who is answering messages with his mobile phone.

There is no reason, they just dare not.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

At this time, an old man in a suit stood in the venue and tapped the wine glass with a silver spoon, attracting everyone's attention, and the venue fell silent.

"Thank you very much for coming to today's dinner. I am the steward of the Laurent family, Sebastian Laurent."

The old man saluted everyone respectfully, he used humble words, but no one dared to accept the old man's etiquette, because he was not given the surname Laurent, he has always been the pure blood of the Laurent family, an elite mixed race.

(End of this chapter)