And what if he stayed? Locked up by Dean Merlin for experiments? Tortured? His mild-mannered prefix couldn't be an antonym, right?

Damn! No idea!

"Da! Da! Da!" A faint knock on the door suddenly sounded, making Qin Wei, who was still meditating, break out in a cold sweat.

Didn't it take a few hours to find the door so quickly? It's only been ten minutes?

Could it be that there is a team of riot police outside the door, no, it should be the riot mage who is ready to rush in at any time to check the water meter?

But there are no water meters in the world, and they don't have to knock on the door, do they?

Qin Yan took a deep breath and quietly removed the door bolt, and then slowly pushed open a gap as much as possible, wanting to see what the reaction was outside the door.

But the crack in the door opened a little, and a white cloud came in from it.

"Forty-two?"

Qin Wei was very surprised by the visitor, this deputy librarian rarely left the vicinity of the library, and now it stood on his bed with its front paws off the ground.

And Qin Wei also noticed that the white mouse still had a note in his mouth at this time.

"Follow it", in a meticulous crow feather pen script.

Qin Wei could recognize at a glance that this was the handwriting of the polymath Leon, and there was no second person who could instruct Forty-two to do such a thing.

A few hours later, Merlin, a gentle man who had heard the news, strode into the library.

The bald dean saw Leon, the librarian sitting in his chair and closing eyes, and a chic stick in front of him.

"Hamish said his room was empty and he ran away!? How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. Leon half-opened one eye and pointed at the RPG with his chin, "See this?"

“!？”

"It's a weapon he's summoned, and it's said to explode. ”

“!! ！”

Merlin raised his hand, and immediately several layers of dirt walls burst out of the floor, wrapping the RPG tightly.

"Leon, are you crazy! Just sit there!? Did he threaten you with this!?"

The elements in the dean's hands were gathering frantically, his expression was more serious than ever, and he was ready to accept the impact of the so-called explosion at any time.

But of course the polymath was not crazy, and of course he knew that Qin Wei would not use such a strange stick.

The sloppy old man stroked his curly hair as usual, and asked calmly, "Don't you feel it, from that thing?"

"How can it feel!?" Merlin realized the problem when he said this, "I see, there is no element on this stick! it doesn't belong to our world, does it!?"

Leon was expressionless and noncommittal.

His old friend also seemed to see something from his reaction, "You're really old fool, Leon, he's even more dangerous than I thought!"

"I'm going to the Guards!" Merlin hurriedly turned to leave, pausing again as he reached the gate, "But he's probably out of Riverflow City now, right?"

Still didn't answer, but this was already a tacit acquiescence to Merlin, he sighed and shook his head and pushed the door straight out, and the layers of earth walls wrapped in the RPG immediately crumbled and turned into dust.

The polymath himself remained in place without a beat, until the stick in front of him disappeared without warning, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

A drainage canal in an unknown location under the towering walls of River City, which is directly connected to an equally unknown stream.

And their names don't matter at all, at least Qin Wei doesn't care at all, he only cares if this waterway can help him escape.

Just as he longed, there was a small boat at the end of the drain, and it floated quietly on the water, with only a hemp rope to connect it to the Qin pile "on the shore".

"Oh! The old guy has thought so much that he even has a boat ready!"

Or maybe this is an emergency escape route that these high-level mages only know, because it is simply impossible to get Qin Wei out by himself.

The drainage system and tunnels under this river city are as intricate as a labyrinth, and there are soldiers of the kingdom constantly patrolling inside, if it weren't for the forty-two leading the way, Qin Wei would have been arrested long ago.

That's why he said, "Thank you to the curator, thank you sincerely, and of course you will do the same with the deputy curator!"

Forty-two leaders didn't appreciate Qin Wei didn't know, he only saw the white mouse hunched over his back on the ground and coughed dryly.

It felt like it had something stuck in its throat, and it trembled and tried to spit it out.

Wouldn't it be that forty-two died young just because he took me down the sewers?

Qin Wei was in a hurry, he wanted to pat Forty-two on the back to help it, but this slap might be more serious.

"Come on, forty-two, you can't die here!"

Apparently his worries were unnecessary, and Forty-Two coughed up a white ball in his throat after a few retchings.

Qin Wei wondered when it had eaten such a ghost thing, and almost killed its rat.

And Forty-two was like a rat that had nothing to do, and took the white ball into Qin Lao's hand.

"Alas~ Isn't it disgusting, you rat!?"

Qin Wei was surprised and crumpled it up, stained with rat saliva and gastric juice, and looked at it, "Go west"

It's still the polymath Leon's handwriting, but this time the font size is smaller.

Ah~ It's really timely.

He was wondering where he was going next, when Leon's message pointed him to the target, presumably the stream was heading west.

But this is really embarrassing, such a confidential information needs to be transmitted by borrowing its small body.

"Go back, forty-two! I can go the rest of the way on my own!"

Qin Wei had already jumped onto the boat, and he was too lazy to knot the rope and was about to cut the hemp rope with one sword, but the sound of the knife being drawn and another sound were mixed together.

"You just want to go like this?"

I don't know when there was an extra figure behind the white mouse, this figure was petite, with black hair up to his waist, and his weak voice didn't look like he could drink Qin Lao, and only one person Qin Lao knew had such characteristics.

"What? Mora, you want to get me back?"

"That's what the Dean did, but... The curator didn't want me to do that. ”

The girl's tangled look was amusing, her feet restlessly rubbing on the ground, but without the slightest intention of getting closer.

Merlin really chose the wrong person to ask her to arrest someone, and now she has enough courage to face Qin Lian again.

Seeing Mora's cramped and uneasy appearance, Qin Wei couldn't help but tease, "So what do you mean?"

"Huh!? Ahh What are you talking about!?"

"I mean," Qin Wei stepped back to the canal from the small boat, approaching Mora step by step, "What do you think? Do you want me to stay or leave?