In just two or three breaths, a plainly dressed man walked over from the edge of the platform and took the unconscious girl from Ronald's hands.
"Miss, what's wrong with you, miss?"
"Take the lady to the hospital quickly, she seems to be anemic and fainted again!"
With a covert move, he revealed his identity as an investigator to Ronald. The man then maintained a lifelike performance and took the unconscious girl out without causing any trouble.
Predictable.
After being taken away by investigators, this guy's fate will definitely not be much better.
However, it was precisely because of this small episode that Ronald missed the opportunity to keep staring at the train. During this period, a light footsteps approached him among the people getting off the train.
"Are you Mr. Ronald?"
An old and gentle voice sounded behind him, and Ronald immediately turned around.
This...is the big witch?
Standing behind Ronald at this moment is an old lady who looks to be about six or seventy years old. Although her hair is gray and her face is old, she takes good care of her health. Even under the skin on her face
You can see healthy rosiness.
If we go back in time, this lady was definitely a beauty when she was young.
Ronald looked up and down and saw that the old woman was dressed very simply. Apart from a loose and comfortable black coat, she also had a shawl hanging on her body.
If Ronald hadn't known the news in advance, he would have regarded the old lady as an ordinary passerby.
Bowing slightly to salute, Ronald answered:
"Hello."
"I am Ronald Adler, may I ask who you are..."
The old lady nodded slightly and turned around as she answered:
"I'm Theresa, Theresa Russell."
"It's the same person who holds books. Mr. Ronald, just call me by my name."
While answering Ronald, the great witch kept her gaze on the train behind her, her eyes flashing with strong wonder and admiration.
Watching the big witch's back towards him, Ronald raised his eyebrows slightly, then stepped forward and asked:
"Ms. Teresa, is there anything I need to pay attention to in the car?"
The big witch smiled and shook her head:
"hehe."
"It's nothing, it's just that the old man is feeling a little emotional."
"After staying at the headquarters for so long, I didn't expect to take a long trip to the Springs again. This city is completely different from when I came here. It has become something I could not imagine."
Is this the lady's choice...
Hearing the complicated emotion from the big witch, Ronald asked in a low voice:
"Ms. Teresa, have you been to the Springs before?"
The big witch nodded:
"Yes, that was my first time in the Springs more than forty years ago."
"I was still a newcomer at that time and didn't even understand the situation here. I thought it was just an ordinary capital city. Until I left, this city was like that."
"But now it seems that this is truly a miracle..."
As she spoke, the great witch also looked away from the train, her eyes gradually became empty, and her pupils turned to look at something in the distance.
Seeing the other party in such a state, Ronald asked in a low voice:
"Ms. Teresa, are you nostalgic for the past?"
The big witch shook her head:
"It's not the past. What I miss is the friends I once had and the various people I interacted with..."
Ronald nodded to express his understanding. At this moment, the big witch in front of him ended her nostalgia and turned to look at the exit of the platform:
"Mr. Ronald, can we go?"
Ronald took a step forward and led the big witch outside:
"plz follow me."
"In your case, you'd better go to the power company to register first."
The great witch nodded thoughtfully:
"Is this your name now?"
"..."
He immediately followed Ronald's footsteps. The old magician's vigorous pace showed no sign of the frailty that an old man should have.
The two walked out of the station and took a carriage. Today, Ronald's taxi speed was much faster than the previous times.
The journey was uneventful.
It seems that except for the caster who tried to snipe the big witch at the train station, the [Original Witch Coven] never sent anyone else to attack.
Just like this, when the Great Witch walked into [Practical Power Communications Company] accompanied by Ronald, the most exaggerated and exaggerated 'welcome ceremony' that Ronald had ever seen occurred.
Although there was no particularly obvious battle, after entering the hall, there were people from at least six directions around them who turned their attention to the two of them at the same time, and kept shifting as they moved around, without any intention of moving away for a moment.
This is also natural.
The appearance of two original code holders at the same time is a very noticeable thing in any place, let alone the headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation.
Ronald could even guess.
Among the gazes around them, in addition to people from the Investigation Bureau, there are definitely informants sent by other forces.
It can be foreseen that in the coming days.
I'm afraid I have to live with these eyes for a while.
Just when Ronald was feeling a little emotional, a man and a woman came over from the front desk of the Electric Power Company, and then bowed down to salute the big witch and Ronald.
"You two, your reservation is ready."
"Please come with us."
Faced with this situation, the big witch nodded calmly, and then followed the other person, looking very familiar with the treatment she received.
Everything after that went on steadily according to plan.
In a luxurious office, a man wearing a black robe was sitting on the sofa waiting for their arrival.
This man was about forty years old. He had a downcast gaze and would shudder unconsciously whenever he saw other people or was looked at.
He is one of the three directors of the Bureau of Investigation, Huntersville, who is specifically responsible for the intelligence work of the Bureau.
Such a person is responsible for the reception.
It is also enough to show the investigation bureau's attitude towards the big witch.
As one of the three ministers, there is no doubt about Huntersville's work ability.
After only half an hour, most of which consisted of the two of them chatting and reminiscing, as well as various suggestive conversations, the big witch had completed her registration work after entering the springs.
But when Ronald and the Big Witch completed the registration and left the Bureau headquarters together.
An unexpected question came to Ronald's ears.
Standing on the street of Springs, the big witch observed the spacious street and asked Ronald with a smile: