Before the meeting, Xing Ze received a case file from John, which could fill half a room.
John put them all into a cloth bag with an infinite expansion charm. Xing Ze spent a lot of time reorganizing and classifying these cases to make future reference more convenient.
And Reko, after staying in Ravenska Village for a week, had no choice but to come back. Obviously, the names provided by Tank were of no use to him.
However, the poet did not give up. He quickly formulated another plan. He planned to monitor the tank and wait for the debt collector to come to his door.
If the plan could succeed, he hoped to get some clues from the debt collector, although it was unlikely.
Xing Ze did not object to his plan, because judging from the current situation, this was one of the few things that could be done.
Although the poet's investigation did not make much progress, Clara also brought good news. The rune teacher lived up to expectations and translated the ancient texts within two weeks.
As agreed, Xing Ze invited her to have a meal at the Yun Chinese Restaurant in Edinburgh. Of course, this was thanks to Ali Shafiq. If it weren't for her, the reservations for this restaurant would have been scheduled until next month.
"This is my first time coming here to eat." Clara put on her most decent magic robe, but compared to other guests in the restaurant, she still looked like a country girl.
This restaurant is open to both Muggles and wizards. Wizards enter through a hidden secret door and go through an atmospheric magic tunnel to the floating restaurant to dine.
Xing Ze tugged at his robe. His clothes were about the same as Clara's, and he also looked a little poor.
Ali Shafiq booked a private room on the second floor of the restaurant. The transparent floor-to-ceiling glass afforded a good view of the night view of Edinburgh.
The dinner went smoothly. After eating almost two months of Xing Ze's salary, the girl patted her belly with satisfaction.
"It's so delicious," she exclaimed, "I think I'm going to miss this."
"You can come again if you have a chance." Xing Ze said with a smile.
Clara shook her head and said: "Maybe, maybe I can save money and do it again. Instead of talking about these, let's talk about the runes you gave me."
"It must be difficult to translate, right?"
"Indeed, the meanings of many ancient Fussac words have been blurred, and I can only translate based on the general meaning. But what puzzles me is, sir, I basically know those letters, but I can't read them when they are connected into sentences.
Got it."
The girl took out the original document and the translation, and handed it to Xing Ze.
"The world," Xing Ze murmured, "the same is true for many things in the world. You can see a grain of sand clearly, but when they gather into a vast desert, you will get lost in it.
"The same goes for knowledge. While people solve each problem, they also lead to countless other problems. Perhaps in the end, mankind will be on the path of pursuing the truth."
Clara blinked, "Sometimes, sir, you seem like a misanthrope."
"Really?" Xing Ze narrowed his eyes, "But I have always loved this fucking world."
After sending Clara to a nearby floo network, Xing Ze took the translation to a dessert shop in Edinburgh.
Although usually the dessert shop would have been closed at this time, today was an exception. In the most spacious area of the shop, Ali Shafiq was immersed in her luxurious sundae.
Only this aristocratic lady who loves sweets can think of choosing a place like this to meet.
After Xing Ze took his seat, Ellie asked, "Do you need anything? The carrot cake here is one of a kind."
"Thank you, dear lady. I have just finished my dinner." Xing Ze glanced at the sundae that was almost blocking Ellie's face, "But I guess your dinner should be very simple."
"Are you ready to lament about my ice cream in the winter?"
"I have no such plan, nor am I in such a mood."
"Ah, so," Ellie bit the silver spoon in her mouth, "are you still angry? Are you angry that I didn't tell you the contents of the note?"
"I'm not such a narrow-minded person." Xing Ze took off his coat. The temperature in the store was much warmer than outside. "If the content of the note is important, I don't think you have to hide it until the meeting.
explain."
"Thank you for understanding, Xing Ze. Is the time up?"
"No, there are still two minutes to go."
The first person to arrive after Xing Ze was Herbert West, a thin, pale-skinned therapist who walked into the dessert shop with his unique morbid aura.
He sat unceremoniously on a chair next to the round table. The dim lights in the store made him look like a mouse lurking in a dark corner.
"Ms. Shafik, Mr. Xing Ze. I'm very grateful to you for inviting me over."
"Don't count me in, Ackerman." Xing Ze waved his hand, "She invited you."
"You're not planning on driving me away, are you?" West said dryly, "Is anyone else coming?"
"Yes, Mr. Ackerman. There are three more, please be patient," Ellie replied.
West shrank and said, "Don't worry about me, miss. You can't be a therapist if you don't have patience."
As soon as the scheduled time arrived, Reko's voice rang outside. His high-pitched and loud voice could always attract others' attention immediately.
A waitress in the store pushed open the door and walked in. Her face was as red as a ripe apple.
Under the glare of the shop owner, Reko put away his voice and followed Edwin to the round table.
"Look, who is this, the beautiful lady." Reko greeted Ellie, "Miss Ellie, I have never forgotten you since we last met in the Forbidden Forest.
"You are like a Veela that can steal a man's heart. I often think of you when I am thinking, and I often dream about you in the dead of night."
"From what I know about you, Albin, that must be some kind of obscene dream." Ellie sarcastically said with a smile.
"What did you do, Reko?" Xing Ze asked curiously, "The store owner keeps staring at you."
The poet pulled out a chair for the scholar and waited for her to sit down before whispering: "I met a lovely lady at the door of the store. She was the blond beauty with slender eyelashes just now. She wore a braid that hung down.
When it reaches her cute little butt, it would be a sin not to go up and give it a squeeze.
"But I didn't expect that the store owner just came out to take out the trash, and then he started to get angry. I don't know why. The girl was obviously very useful."
"Maybe because the girl is his daughter?" Ellie explained.
When he heard this, Reko couldn't help but change his expression. He stiffly pulled up his chair and sat down, whispering to Xing Ze: "Friend, if the store owner picks up a knife later, you must remember to cover me."
At this moment, the store door was opened again, and the smell of alcohol flowed into the store along with the cold wind.
"Am I late?" John walked to the round table carelessly, pulled out a chair and sat down.