Scene 81 The Second-rate Detective and the Last Alchemist God
Dear mother, hello. First of all, I'm sorry that I haven't written you an email in the past two days. I went to the UK to travel with my friends. Don't worry, there is no danger on the road.
We drove to an unknown town in southern Northern Ireland. The scenery there is very beautiful. I hope I can take you to see it if I have the opportunity. Lu Mingfei, what you have seen is the one I brought home.
friend.
He suggested having a barbecue outdoors, so I bought a set of barbecue equipment. Although I only used it once and lost it because I couldn't take it on the plane.
There's nothing else. You have to remember to drink milk and remind Aunt Tong to heat it over medium heat for five minutes.
Love your son Chu Zihang. It was 11 o'clock in the night. He was sitting in the departure hall of Dublin Airport in Northern Ireland and wrote this. After writing this letter, Chu Zihang turned back to check it.
But I always felt that something was missing. Chu Zihang thought about it and added a sentence.
"By the way, I always forgot to tell you that I met a new girl on the way back to school. She is very nice."
"Brother, have you finished writing your email? It's time to board the plane." Lu Mingfei shouted at the boarding gate, scratching his neck.
"Here it comes." Chu Zihang checked it one last time, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned to the email page and clicked
"Send" button. He grabbed his clothes from the back of the chair, stood up and walked towards Xia Mi. There was no one in the waiting hall, it was quiet.
"Senior brother, to be honest, I'm quite curious, what do you write with your mother every day?" Xia Mi slowly turned his head.
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"It's nothing, just describing my daily life, such as what I eat every day. This is usually what she cares about." Chu Zihang said,
"I've always messed around with meals since I was a kid."
"It's much better now." Xia Mi pinched Chu Zihang's sleeve and walked towards the boarding aisle.
"Please supervise me." Chu Zihang said calmly,
"Otherwise I don't think I'll be able to eat properly."
"Humph, as expected, if senior brother wants to have a good quality of life, he must rely on me." Xia Mi's clear eyes reflected Chu Zihang's figure.
"Thank you..." Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment,
"I mentioned you to my mother."
"Ah?" Xia Mi's eyes widened, seeming a little flustered.
"What did you mention about me to auntie? Why did you suddenly mention me?"
"It's nothing, I just met a girl on the way back to school... She is a very good girl." Chu Zihang noticed that Xia Mi's little hand was still holding his sleeve,
"Just because I want to mention you."
"..." Xia Mir's roots were a little red and she turned her head away from him.
"What...I thought you said how virtuous, excellent, and beautiful I am."
"I didn't expect there was only one sentence about her being very good...?" She angrily shook the sleeves she held with her fingertips a few times. When she heard Chu Zihang mention her in the email, she was still a little panicked, but in the end
Learned that there is only simple
"She's fine", she started to feel unspeakable dissatisfaction again.
"..." Chu Zihang said softly,
"I don't think I can explain it clearly in the email. When she sees you, she will know it naturally."
"Ahhh!" Xia Mi threw off his sleeves and pointed a finger at his almost perfect oval face with soft red lips.
"Senior brother, do you mean to take me home? No, we don't have any special relationship, we are just classmates. Shouldn't it only be possible for boyfriends and girlfriends to take this thing home to show to their parents? And it's still...
Let's talk about marriage..." There was the familiar barrage of small mouths again. Chu Zihang didn't listen carefully to what she was saying, but was looking at her red lips, using some kind of
Is it lip gloss? It looks very tempting and makes people have the urge to kiss it.
"Hey, senior brother, are you listening to me?" Xia Mi saw him staring at his face in a daze, and poked Chu Zihang's forearm, dissatisfied.
"I'm listening." Chu Zihang responded,
"What I want to say is that classmates can also take it home. You can just treat it as visiting my house. Lu Mingfei has been there before."
"Senior Brother Lu has been there too?" Xia Mi glanced at the back of Lu Mingfei in front of him. He was telling a joke to Nono. Nono didn't seem very interested. It was probably some kind of cold joke.
"No, then I have to go, I can't be left behind by him."
"Well, let's wait until we have a chance." Chu Zihang said.
"My lord." Holmes, who was walking at the front, suddenly turned around and said,
"One of your relatives wants to see you."
"Who is it?" Lu Mingfei waved his hand impatiently.
"No, don't disturb my chat with senior sister."
"Leave him alone." Nono said,
"Let's get down to business." Holmes glanced at Nono, seeming a little embarrassed.
"Since Senior Sister has spoken, I will reluctantly listen to it." Lu Mingfei lazily picked his ears.
"Who wants to see me?"
"It's the one I mentioned to you before." Holmes looked strange.
"He has arrived in Kassel."
"Arrived in Kassel?" Lu Mingfei was stunned,
"Holy crap, isn't this looking for death? Why is a pure-blooded dragon running to Kassel? Isn't it too long to live?"
"No, you don't know something... He and Cassel can be said to have a close relationship, especially the Flamel lineage. Almost the entire Flamel lineage comes from him."
"Vice principal?" Lu Mingfei frowned,
"Ange won't notice anything."
"I don't think so..." Holmes got a headache, thinking that that guy looked less like a pure-blood dragon than he did.
"Even if you find out, nothing will happen to him, because he is here to help Kassel."
"Is there any inside story that I don't know about?"
"He made a contract with the first generation Flamel. When the dragon kings wake up one after another and the door of Nibelung opens again, it also means that the predicted doomsday is coming, and he will return to the world to provide help to Kassel
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"Wait a minute." Nono held Lu Mingfei's face with one hand and turned him towards her.
"Why can't I understand? When did you say it?"
"It was that night." Lu Mingfei said unclearly,
"Sister, I really didn't lie to you. I really went to talk to Holmes about something."
"Oh, I didn't say you lied to me." Nono let go of him,
"You guys continue."
"Then I will continue..." Holmes was about to speak.
"Stop!" Lu Mingfei shouted, looking into Nono's eyes,
"Senior sister, are you not angry?"
"So you are still afraid that I will be angry?" Nuonuo said with a faint smile.
"Okay, what's there to be angry about? I can distinguish the primary from the secondary." Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, and Nono immediately started patting him on the shoulder and laughed,
"It's so funny how you're afraid of me..."
"It's not because I care about you too much." Lu Mingfei mumbled.
"Then I will continue..." Holmes was about to speak again.
"Don't say it yet, let me laugh for a while..." Nono laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up. Then Holmes was interrupted again. He really couldn't read the atmosphere. He had been isolated from the world for too long. The last time he communicated with humans was
Two hundred years ago.
"Go on." Lu Mingfei had a dark face, wondering how he could be manipulated by his senior sister so easily. Could it be that the little devil was right, he really liked the kind of woman who could make him drink around?
But it didn't matter, he had already been mentally prepared to be manipulated by her for the rest of his life.
"What help can you provide? Alchemy for Kassel?" Lu Mingfei said,
"I doubt he can still produce a magical weapon now."
"It's impossible to hit the artifact again." Holmes stood at the door of the plane, looking into the distance with a hint of melancholy.
"The six artifacts he created were borrowed from the personality of the World Tree."
"Not to mention the issue of materials and manpower. He gathered all his blood descendants at that time, but now his blood descendants are long gone."
"What...is going on?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"After you were usurped, Nidhogg killed his entire family, leaving him alone."
"He is...the last god of alchemy."
"..." Lu Mingfei was silent for a long time before he said,
"sorry."
"It's not your fault, my lord." Holmes withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance.
"We all know that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. This is also an inevitable law of history."
"Um."
"Okay, let's not mention the past." Holmes smiled and said,
"He...behaves a little strangely. I hope you, Lord, can be more tolerant."
"Don't tell me about your weird behavior." Lu Mingfei waved his hand.
"I don't believe this anymore. Before I met you, Lu Mingze told me that you were very stinky, but I think you are quite nice, so seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times."
"...You will know when you meet him. His Highness Lu Mingze said this about me. I think it is because he always has some prejudice against me, but I have no prejudice against Watt. This is also an absolutely objective and fair evaluation."
"Watt? Is that his name?"
"Well, his full name is Watt Alheim. I usually call him Watt for short."
"He must have gotten along well with those lunatics in the equipment department. Maybe the equipment department will sue him and say he stole our name." Lu Mingfei was not happy.
"The Equipment Department?" said Holmes.
"A department in our college is full of lunatics who only care about explosions and science. In short, no one is normal."
"Senior Brother Lu, why are you still standing at the door?" Xia Mi's shout came,
"It's about to take off." Lu Mingfei noticed that during the gap between their conversations, Xia Mi and Chu Zihang had already sat down.
"It's coming, it's coming." He quickly pulled Nono inside and turned around to ask Holmes,
"Why did he see me?"
"I don't know either." Holmes shrugged.
"Maybe I just want to see you."
"Okay, let's talk to him when I get to school." Lu Mingfei shrugged.
"Brother, where are the necessary suits for flying?" Xia Mi stretched out on the chair,
"A little sleepy."
"Wait a minute." Chu Zihang rummaged in his bag, handed Xia Mi a small bag, then dug out two more sets and threw them to Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo in the back seat, and then he was in trouble.
"Sorry." He looked at Holmes with regret.
"I didn't prepare anything for you."
"You're welcome." Holmes nodded.
"I just close my eyes and rest my mind."
"Yes." Chu Zihang quickly put on earplugs, blindfolded himself, put on an air headrest, covered himself with a blanket, and fell asleep.
After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to have forgotten something and pulled up his blindfold again, divided the blanket in half and covered Xia Mi.
The girl's mouth was slightly open and her breathing was calm. Chu Zihang thought that she really was the female version of Lu Mingfei. Like Lu Mingfei, she was the type to fall asleep in seconds. Then he put on the blindfold again and fell asleep peacefully.
The girl next to her suddenly closed her mouth, with a sweet smile on her lips.
"Didn't you say you want to watch "Shanghai Fortress"?" Lu Mingfei looked forward,
"Forget it, I'm going to sleep too." He whispered to Nono,
"Senior sister, good night." Nono didn't say good night to him. He probably had earplugs in and didn't hear it... Lu Mingfei didn't think too much, put on a blindfold and prepared to fall asleep.
In the darkness, he felt something small and soft slipping into his palm. It was Nono's hand, and he scratched it playfully with his fingertips.
Actually, I heard it.
"What a tough talk." Lu Mingfei thought. The plane plunged into the air at an angle and passed over the sleeping city... The steam in the teacup was thick, and the fragrance of tea overflowed in the principal's office.
Eleven o'clock England time is equal to six o'clock Chicago time, and the sky has just darkened. Angers is sitting at his desk dealing with today's business, which is quite small. He thinks that after finishing it, he can go to the bar for a drink.
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Someone knocked on the door outside.
"Please come in." Ange said without raising his head, and then there was a smell, the smell of clothes that haven't been washed for a long time, which covered up the aroma of tea.
He frowned uncomfortably and raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him. The first thing that caught his eye was... a big belly.
"Hey, old friend." The night watchman calmly sat down on the chair opposite him.
"Guess what I found?"
"That chair is very expensive, and it's an antique that I bought after a long search." Angers tapped the bottom of the night watchman's buttocks with the tip of his pen.
"I don't care what you found now, I only care how long it has been since your clothes were washed."
"Does it smell?" The night watchman raised his arm and smelled it.
"not bad."
"Forget it." Angers sighed,
"Tell me, what can make you leave that attic for the first time and step into the principal's office that you haven't entered in decades?"
"What's the point of coming here? You're not going to be my principal." The night watchman changed into a comfortable position.
"I dug my mentor's grave."
"You just came to talk to me about this kind of deception and destruction of ancestors? Then you should go back." Angers removed the tea set that had just been placed on the table.
"I won't send it."
"What's your attitude!" The night watchman slapped the table.
"I'm here to tell you a shocking secret about the god of alchemy I mentioned before."
"You can have tea then." Angers put the tea set on the table again and poured him a full cup of black tea.
"First, moisten your throat. I'm exhausted after walking for a while." The night watchman drank the black tea in the cup and finally smashed it in his mouth.
"How many years have you not walked on the road?" Ange said with a headache as he watched him swallow his high-grade black tea beef like peonies.
"I don't understand tea ceremony at all, so it would be a waste to drink it for you."
"He came to see me today." The night watchman said word by word, ignoring Angers' complaints.