Robben could finally be sure that Hoden had a natural ability to raise the dead, and to put it mildly, a look could be done with a single word.

This is also a kind of talent!

"I think it's more important now to think about how to get the information we need once we find Nick Nightingale. "Holden is already thinking about the next step.

If Nick Nightingale is willing to cooperate and give a direct answer without torture and threats, it is undoubtedly the best outcome, but this possibility is too low, after all, the other party must also consider his own net worth.

Then, this is where a plan needs to be developed.

First of all, what is the strength of the other side? Can only rely on the two first-year freshmen, Hordon and Robben, to suppress the other side?

Second, assuming that the other party has been controlled, but the other party refuses to speak, can they have a way to torture to extract key information?

"What's more, this is just the beginning. If the two of us do manage to make it to the feast, how can we avoid repeating the same mistakes?"

Hoden didn't complain or explain further, but it was enough, and Robben's brain calmed down again.

It's not that Robben isn't smart enough, it's just ...... Samuel had been missing for a whole month, and there was still no news, and the eighteen-year-old Robben tried his best to suppress his irritability and eagerness, but after all, he could not hide his restlessness and uneasiness.

But today finally made valuable progress, emotions inevitably fluctuated several times, waiting for the hot brain to cool down, Robben also realized the seriousness of the problem:

Nick Nightingale, that's the first level, and then there's more to come.

Although a theory has now been deduced, not to mention whether there is evidence to support it, there are still countless doubts about the expansion of this theory:

What exactly are these "goods" used for? Why do they disappear or die? What happened to the patterns and fires in Viscount Philo's house? How many people were involved? How powerful are the enemies they are facing?

None of these mysteries have any clues, hidden in the darkness, like beasts of prey.

Thinking back to what had just happened at the St. Peter's Examination Center, Robben became more and more aware that his lack of strength could become a problem.

“...... We don't have enough time. Robben knows the importance of improving his strength, but time is the worst enemy, and he can't take a long-term view slowly.

"Let's take it one step at a time. "Holden can understand Robben's mood -

Although Samuel's disappearance is lengthening and hope is getting slimmer, they still can't give up hope, and if they do, then Samuel may really have no life again.

"The search for Nightingale and the improvement of strength can be done at the same time. "Holden has his own ideas and intentions.

"Remember what Professor Bertinos said, never despise psionics, and don't shackle your imagination. Even if our capacity is not sufficient for the time being, it does not mean that we cannot create threats. ”

Speaking of this, Hoden cast a glance at Robben, and his eyes flashed with a smile that seemed to be not a smile, and Robben immediately reacted:

In the first meeting between the two, Horden really tricked him hard.

"Those little tricks, at best, can only scare, not play a big role. Robben rolled his eyes and said indifferently.

Holden doesn't mind, "Occasionally, little tricks can play a key role. But what I really mean is that we should open our imagination and make the most of our abilities, otherwise, when we encounter a crisis, we will have to be tied up. I don't want that to happen. ”

Robben still remembered Samuel, even though he knew that it was useless for him to be anxious, but his mood was still difficult to calm down after all, and the lines of his facial expression stiffened uncontrollably.

Hoden didn't know how to comfort Robben - they weren't familiar with each other, and the only thing he could help with was to solve the mystery as soon as possible, "I'll go to the library to find out what we can do to the enemy, and also to find out more about the Umani Church and Hano." ”

Although Hoden said casually, Robben's attention immediately focused, and after a moment's hesitation, Samuel's concern finally overcame the rejection and dislike of Hoden, "When? I'll go to the library with you, and the power of the two of you will always be able to find more information." ”

"Well, I'll call you then. Hodden nodded.

Robben nodded his head lightly in agreement, and didn't say anything more, "Then that's all for today, I'll go back first." There is still homework to be done in the evening. ”

"Are you sure? Won't you stay for dinner?" Holden was carrying forward the spirit of Chinese national hospitality, and took the initiative to send an invitation to Robben.

Goo-goo-goo.

The sound of boiling water, which had been forgotten because of the concentration in thought, became clear again, and the fragrance of the whole room was perceived.

A faint fragrance, not greasy or irritating, is difficult to describe in words, but the wonderful thing is that the fragrance itself reveals a rich sweetness, mixed with a little dry woody aroma.

It's just a regular movement of exhaling and inhaling, but the wings of the nose can catch that pure and wonderful breath, and before he realizes it, Robben can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Stewed seaweed with small bones.

Robben didn't expect that this unheard of dish could give off such a wonderful aroma, and the cravings in his stomach would be hooked.

Think about it, what did Hodden do just now, and how could he cook such a delicious meal as if he hadn't done anything?

You don't even need to enter your mouth to feel its taste, and the saliva is secreted so much that your mind can't help but start to describe its taste, trying to make up for it, what kind of chemical reaction will happen when seaweed and bone mushroom collide together, and what kind of flavor will collide.

But sadly, Robben's barren imagination simply could not be depicted.

"This food is specially designed to suppress fright. ”

Surrounded by warm steam, a graceful aroma can be smelled under the wings of his nose, and tense muscles and nerves are involuntarily relaxed, Robben seems to understand the real meaning behind Holden's words.

Subconsciously, Robben wanted to nod his head in agreement, but he was secretly shocked in his heart-

How the hell did this guy do it?

Robben bit the tip of his tongue secretly, forced himself to stay awake, and cast his gaze towards Hoden with a strange and suspicious face, as if he had seen an alien, and his mixed eyes could not be described in a few words, but ...... Just felt a wary sense of detachment:

Beware of danger!