Author: September Fireworks

"I remember that the book my father gave me was also full of annotations, but not like this."

"This handwriting is not my father's, but it looks very much like my mother's. There are some differences."

"And did you realize that the fonts in this book should belong to two people?"

Lin Jiumian nodded and said, "Yes."

"The required places written on the front represent a person. Judging from the handwriting, it should be written by a man."

"As for the special markings at the back, they were made by women."

"It is most likely your queen mother, which means someone gave this book to your queen mother, and she made such annotation."

"I went to ask your father today."

"He said that the reason why Lao Liu rushed to the mine in the first place was because of your mother's request."

"I want to know the corresponding positions in this book. Did your mother place her own people in them?"

Jun Wumo raised his head and looked at her and said, "The Queen Mother has been planning this, so it wouldn't be surprising if she really did such a thing."

Lin Jiumian snorted and said, "That's right."

"But you have to know that everything here is remembered."

"Your mother arranged some of it, and it's impossible to let go of the unarranged things."

"Then whose place does not have an arrangement?"

Jun Wumo was stunned for a moment.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "I understand."

"If there are ten mines in total, and the queen has only arranged five of these ten, there is no reason to leave the other five out."

"Depending on the level of greed of people overseas and people in the Holy Land, they will definitely sweep away all the places."

"Then there's only one situation."

"The other five places do not need to be arranged behind the scenes, because he originally belongs to the Holy Land."

"It seems that as long as we eliminate the places arranged by the Queen Mother, the rest can know who those people are, and we can also follow the clues and implicate the people behind them."

Jun Wumo took a deep breath.

"What you said makes sense, just go ahead and do it."

Lin Jiumian took the notebook back and whispered: "What are you going to do with Lao Liu?"

Jun Wumo frowned and said, "He shouldn't understand something, right?"

Lin Jiumian sneered: "How could you not understand?"

"If you check the mine's accounts now, you won't find anything."

"As far as I know what he picked there was a metal with memories."

"This kind of metal with memory appears in some associated mines. It can be said to be very good for making weapons."

"If there are more masters casting it, we can create something that is comparable to a divine weapon. Ordinary armor can be destroyed in one go."

"If you can forge armor, you can make invulnerable defense tools. Where have all these powerful things gone?"

"Have you ever heard of a little bit appearing somewhere?"

Jun Wumo shook his head and said no.

Lin Jiumian said: "So the answer is not obvious yet?"

"Lao Liu must be from the Holy Land. I even suspect that he is the Holy Son."

Jun Wumo looked at her with wide eyes.

"Lao Liu cannot be the Son of the Holy Son. Even if he is from the Holy Land, he cannot be the Son of the Holy Son."

Lin Jiumian sneered and said: "You are not him, how can you know whether he is or not? People don't know what they are doing."

Jun Wumo was speechless after saying this.

Finally, he sighed helplessly: "That's all, I know I can't convince you."
Chapter completed!