Maybe it’s because my eyes are a little sore after reading the materials for a day.
After saying that, Dr. Duzem rubbed the corners of his eyes and took out a bottle of eye drops from the window behind him.
Zheng Qing immediately moved his gaze to other directions in the room - as expected, the doctor was about to wash his eyeballs. Although he had seen such a scene several times, he was still not used to it and always found the scene a bit scary.
"There are not many people who know my address and identity, but there are also quite a few. There are also many people who can reveal this information to 'strangers'. This definitely does not include Miss Jiang. Very few wizards can break the bond.
The magic around me...she doesn't have that ability yet." Dr. Duzem's voice reached Zheng Qing's ears and sounded very dull.
If Zheng Qing had not looked away, he would have noticed that when Dr. Duzem said this, his gaze passed over the corner of the study room, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes before he could dig them out.
Zheng Qing was currently observing the dark wooden clock on the wall.
The brass pendulum swayed leisurely. Because the light in the room was relatively dark, the silver dial above seemed to be coated with a layer of dust and looked dirty. Further up, there was a small wooden house with a closed door.
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Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that when he first came to this study, there was an alchemical rooster crowing in the small wooden house. It was very delicate. However, after visiting many times, he never saw the rooster again.
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But I don’t know if the doctor blocked it in that room with a rag.
Soon, the clinking sound of bottles and glass rods could be heard on the desk, occasionally mixed with the squeaking sound of eyeballs rotating in the potion.
Zheng Qing looked at the timer hanging on the wall more seriously.
While cleaning his eyes, Dr. Duzem continued to talk and took the trouble to comfort the young public-funded students:
"...Don't worry, they will only doubt each other, speculate on each other, and turn a very simple matter into a huge conspiracy. They will never doubt a young wizard like Miss Jiang Yu."
"Besides, she didn't reveal any information about me, did she?"
Listening to Dr. Duzem's analysis, Zheng Qing nodded. Although he was relieved, he had new worries in his heart.
He has reason to believe that Fei Rui or the Mouse Immortal's motive for finding Dr. Duzem is not so simple. The big guys who tied Dr. Duzem in this courtyard may not go after Jiang Yu to cause trouble. Maybe
There is no way to cause trouble for those two mice, but what about yourself?
I'm just a little wizard who hasn't registered yet, and I can't stand the slaps from those big guys.
"Compared with the troubles you mentioned before, I'm actually more curious about where you found the confidence to reveal my information." When Dr. Duzem's voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears again,
The young wizard is staring at the wall clock in deep thought.
"Come back to your senses!" The doctor snapped his fingers and chuckled: "I have washed the eyeballs and stuffed them back... You can turn back."
Zheng Qing suddenly woke up and looked back at Dr. Duzem with an embarrassed smile on his face.
"I didn't... I mean, if, it's just a possibility." He stuttered in response to the doctor's question, looking a little embarrassed.
Dr. Duzem's eyes glanced at the corner of the wall again, curled his lips, and finally stopped embarrassing the government-funded student who was in a dilemma.
"Well, since there are no other questions, let's stop here today." Dr. Duzem waved his hand and issued the farewell order: "If Miss Jiang still has requests, as long as I can do it, I will do my best."
The implication is that he did so many favors for Zheng Qing just for Jiang Yu's sake.
Zheng Qing naturally did not think that if he and Dr. Du Zemu exchanged a few words, the two would become good friends. So when he heard the doctor's words, he did not feel annoyed, but nodded repeatedly and left.
Naturally, the young public-sponsored student would not know that when he left the Institute of Abnormal Life and was worrying about how to convey Dr. Duzem's news to his companions or Fei Rui quietly on the way, the door behind him had just closed.
Inside the door, two short figures had already visited Dr. Duzem's study together.
"You came out a little later than I thought."
Dr. Duzem was already sitting behind the desk, holding the previous experimental report in his hand. He did not get up, but raised his eyelids and looked over the top edge of his glasses. His tone was slightly cold:
"I thought you would rush out before that child left."
That child, of course, refers to Zheng Qing.
The word "diamond" used by Dr. Duzem in the sentence just now is also appropriate and very appropriate.
Because the two uninvited guests did not enter the room through the normal door, but borrowed a cracked gap in the corner of the room, drew a dark passage, and sneaked in.
The guest walking in front was covered in ocher-colored fur, smaller in stature, with round ears and a short tail. When he looked at people, his eyes rolled around, making him look like a guy with a restless mind.
Behind him, there was an old mouse sitting on a large black wooden chariot. He was wearing a black robe and had pleat-like wrinkles all over his body. His eyes were narrowed into slits, making it difficult to tell where his wrinkles were.
where are his eyes.
These two are none other than Fei Rui and Mouse Immortal.
Different from his position, after hearing the master's questioning, it was the Rat Immortal who was in the back position who spoke first.
"First come, first served. This is the etiquette of being a guest."
The Mouse Immortal was sitting on his wooden chariot. However, today his wooden chariot was not carried by mice in red vests, but slowly floated in the air: "And, do you want other people to see you meeting us?
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Dr. Duzem was silent.
Compared with the Mouse Immortal, Fei Rui behaves more like a mouse.
He sniffed here and there, and from time to time he got down on all fours, running around the room, and soon visited the small study. During this period, Dr. Duzem watched with cold eyes and said nothing.
Finally, Fei Rui lay down next to the glass box in the corner of Dr. Duzem's room, leaning on it to look at the tiny white bugs in the box, and exclaimed: "Oh! This is the original species of food in the Silent Forest.
Corpse beetles, right?! Insects with such pure bloodlines are very rare these days... Of those corpse-eating beetles that were brought out when the black tide emerged a few days ago, eight out of ten had black stripes or red spots on their bodies."
The original species of corpse-eating beetles are best with transparent hair and pure white phosphorus. The more messy the bloodline, the more gaudy the color of the insect. This is what Fei Rui lamented.
While speaking, Fei Rui's paws on the dressing mirror frame accidentally pulled off the blanket covering the dressing mirror, revealing the simple and spacious dressing mirror underneath.
The mirrored face twisted under the light, forming a big ugly mouth.
"Oh, look what I found? Two dirty little mice!" Within a second of waking up, the full-length mirror screamed: "Constantine! Constantine!! Damn it! You lazy fool!"