From the memory in the subject's mind, it can be clearly seen that the young man standing behind Kars's wheelchair, although he is not wearing any mage attire, can be seen on the second page, and the habitual movements of his hands are a mage.

In other words, everyone subconsciously thinks that he is a mage.

Because without the help of an orthodox mage, it would be absolutely impossible for Cowei City to study spells on its own.

This is the subject's deepest memory.

I saw that the door behind him was closed, and the whole house price was only Karls and the young man. They looked down and whispered, the corners of Karls' black mouth smiling, and then he maneuvered his wheelchair to a training machine, his fingers moving nimbly on the console.

Burst.

The medium slowly faded, and one of the subjects' feet fell to the ground, and she opened her eyes, shivering.

The young man quickly put on a coat for her, holding the subject's face, which was identical to that of Issa Sher, with an expression of amazement.

He said a few words, Kars replied, and then the man began to write the spirit spell. The mysterious pattern appeared in the laboratory, and the two pages recognized it as a familiar fourth-order spirit spell, exactly the same as the one he used to examine the test subject that Ian had brought back.

He's examining the subject's body.

In other words, before the mage participated, these test subjects should have had the special talent of the mage.

After a few moments, the man nodded, then shook his head, and put the subject back on the ground, standing behind Kars again.

With a wave of his hand, Kars reopened the doors of the lab, and researchers poured in, re-placing the subject in the incubator and filling it with the culture medium.

Then the young man pushed Kars out of the lab, and the door closed again, again a busy scene.

It's a pity that Nippa and Ian didn't hear their conversation, and if the incubator didn't cut off the sound, then all the test subjects would have heard the last words Kars had to say.

"That's it, it's ready to use. ”

。。。

Lacking evidence, Bright Page sat in the hall of Ian's house, bowing his head in contemplation.

This video cannot be copied and cannot be used as evidence. Even, even if the judge sees these things, he can't prove anything. Because this laboratory should have been blown up, there is no physical evidence, only that the city of Cowi is secretly playing tricks, and there is no way to prove that they used these test subjects for actual combat.

"So, the one I caught is really not real?" said the second page, at least he admitted it first.

"It's true. Ian mended the knife next to him: "Cowi City deceived you, which is equivalent to deceiving the Black Tower." ”

"I'm ......" Page 2 scratched his head, and pretended to have a simple expression on his face: "It seems to be a little aggrieved." No, I'll go to them again and take my little white dragon with me. ”

He was about to stand up, but Ian jumped on his shoulder and pressed him back.

"Mr. Two-Page, I have a suggestion here. Ian said, "There's no need to be so aggressive. ”

The second page of "Hudrumman......" lifted him up like a chicken: "I didn't know you would come up with a solution. ”

For this Black Tower Ten Pages, Ian IV's age is no different from that of a fledgling chick. Even Isha, a genius mage who the world thinks, is a worm that can be crushed to death in the eyes of the second page, not to mention.

He gave him an idea?

"We don't have to win the trial, or that the Charlie family decide that Isha didn't kill. Even, I feel like this is an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. As he spoke, Ian's eyes lit up, "They can decide that Isha killed someone, or that Holder's death had nothing to do with the city of Cowee." But what if public opinion thinks they have a relationship......?

"If the trial is lost, what good will it do you?"

"It's good for my panic. Ian smiled, "That's enough." The others, the so-called crimes, are all false. As long as we win half a year later, even if Isha is sentenced to life in prison, I can get her out. ”

"Yes, Hudruman. Page Two laughed and patted Ian on the shoulder, and Oleg could hear the sound of a broken bone on the side: "Good idea, not bad." But have you figured out how to do it?"

Ian also laughed twice, scratching his head and not answering.

The two people, one big and one small, laughed like social people and patted each other on the shoulder, although Ian suffered a little, but he knew that it should be Heita who suffered in the end.

"Okay, I'll go back and ask for advice. Guangming Erpage comprehended, picked up the helmet on the floor, looked at the golden sun slanting west outside the window, and repeated: "I want to ask for instructions." ”

"Then please Mr. Two Pages. Ian bowed deeply to the back of the second page, and when he came back to his senses, the man had disappeared from the door.

"Is it really decided?" asked Oleg behind him.

"Let's go make something delicious, let's have a good meal and eat together. Ian glanced back at the subject lying on the ground and added, "You should come along." ”

"You're going to ...... me Have you eaten it?" the subject began to cry, and the pear blossoms brought rain.

Ian couldn't imagine Isha crying, these two were indeed not the same person, and they were even very different from the spirits he had seen before.

According to the second page of Guangming, when he came to Kewei City, the other party gave him a general direction. By the time he arrived at that place, the spirit was already dying.

I'll leave it to him for final confirmation.

Now, seeing these videos, Ian can feel that there is an extraordinary anger hidden in the smile of the second page of light.

I don't know if there is a mountain peak in the north that was cut off by him with a random wave.

If it weren't for seeing the subject's memories with his own eyes, I'm afraid the second page of light wouldn't have been so happy. Presumably, the help of the Black Tower will come soon.

As long as everyone is on the same page, it's easy to get things done.

That evening, Oleg prepared a dinner table that was more sumptuous than usual. He made elbows better than the best restaurants in the capital.

The subject was taken to the bathroom by Xia Nai, bathed, changed into a new outfit, and placed on a seat like a porcelain doll, next to Isa's usual place.

Now, it was her turn to be shocked.

"Is this what you traffickers eat?" she clumsily moved an elbow to her plate and bowed her head to take a bite. The soft skin and salty and sweet fat have a rich flavor that fills the mouth.

Ian pulled directly over one of the plates and dried it against his elbow.

"I'm enjoying the food now, I'll tell you, Hudruman, we don't have any money to buy food. Oleg was sitting in the corner, with blood in his goblet, and was gulping down.

"How many are left?"

"It's less than 10,000. Oleg glanced at the account books of Ian's family, such a big meal may not be able to eat for a few days.

"There's no money down there?" Ian frowned, "I thought these things were settled." ”

"There is no Isha, the embezzlement of corruption, the paddle of paddling. ”

"Then get her out and the matter will be settled. Forget it, if I don't talk about these things, I tend to lose my appetite. Ian munched on his elbows and sausages, accompanied by mashed potatoes and a thief of salt.

At the dinner table, the two girls, including Chana and Pamorissa, chatted with the test subject, and soon, the naïve test subject seemed to forget about her being held hostage, and the atmosphere began to become cheerful.

There are still three days left before the Supreme Court trial. Mohen Charlie had already begun to prepare, and Ian was waiting for the preparation of the Black Tower.

The things they should be busy with have been over, and Kewei City is fighting to the death, if it weren't for the help of the masters, they might not be able to go back.

Ian had a rare night's sleep, and when he woke up the next day and sat in his study with a warm cup of tea, he still thought it was a peaceful day.

Whether it was the calm before the storm, he just wanted to take a good look at his ledger and sit at his desk to spend the day so that he could cheer up and go to the Supreme Court.

But what he didn't expect was that someone would also come to him today.

This time, I really kicked the door with my foot.

"Hugh Drumman! Hugh Drumman Ian! Get out of here! Don't open the door again! Lao Tzu will blow up your house!"

Another unkind shout came from the main entrance, Ian thought that Xia Nai and Pamolissa could handle it today, but he didn't expect the two forest elves to come back from the front door, standing at the door of the study, looking at Ian.

"How? Who's it today?" Ian closed the codex.

"Yes...... Lord of the Fallen Dragon City in the North...... Lord Brummere Sher. Xia Nai hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's also Sister Isa's father." ”

"He's about to kick our door open. Pamulisa said, "Young Master, go and take a look, we don't dare to open the door." ”

Ian had almost forgotten about what he was afraid of, or rather, he hadn't thought her father would come in person.

Especially to come to him.

"Lord Shel......" As soon as Ian opened the door, Brummeer's big slap fell, and Ian didn't know whether to hide or not, so he took a hard beating.

It hurts but doesn't hurt, he should have regained his strength in the end. Otherwise, with his small body, this slap will definitely be able to knock out two of his teeth.

"Come in, Hudruman, and we'll talk about my daughter. Without waiting for Ian's refusal, Brummere strode into Ian's mansion with his entourage.

Ian touched his little face and glanced at Oleg from a distance, who was leaning against the door. The latter stared at Brummeer, and the two men looked at each other for a moment, but neither spoke.

Brummel probably only heard about Oleg's existence, and in Oleg's eyes, this old man who did not have much combat power was not an enemy.

So, with a wave of anger, Ian Mansion is destined to be another restless day today.