[My name is Charles, I am a private investigator in the City of Steam, we have caught the last black hand and learned the location of the teacher from his mouth, but Sean let me control my emotions, how can I control it?

You must know that he is not only my teacher, but also my beloved father, how can I calm down. 】

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Eventually, we followed Sean's footsteps and walked through a corridor large enough to make us dizzy, and we came to a large room.

One wall of the room was covered with mirrors of the same size, but for some reason all of them were broken, the other three walls had a closed metal door on each wall, there were several wooden tables on the floor, on which were cluttered and huge files and file bags, and at the bottom was a middle-aged man in a white scientific robe, with fat body and glasses, crouching by a brazier and burning some papers.

It seemed that he heard the movement at the door, threw the papers in his hand into the brazier, stood up slowly, turned to face us, and said with a gentle smile on his ordinary face, "Good afternoon, gentlemen and misses, it is a pleasure to meet you, my name is O'Connor, a biology enthusiast." ”

Do you think of this as biology?

I looked at this kind-faced middle-aged man, with an honest and honest appearance, and I really couldn't imagine him as the mastermind behind this crime.

Sean in front of him didn't think as much as I did, raised his pistol and pointed it at O'Connor, shouting, "You have been arrested, sir, and if you cooperate, we will personally send you to the court, and if you resist, we will immediately carry out your execution." ”

"No hurry, sir, we have quite a few hours left. O'Connor spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Can you tell me your name before we talk?"

"Why?"

"I want to know who came to arrest me. O'Connor said and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "And if I know your name, wouldn't it be much easier to find you to cooperate in the future?"

"It's impossible. Sean shook his head and refused without thinking about it, and said, "Also, please tell us where Mr. Kobol is, who are you, and what is your purpose?"

O'Connor listened to Sean's series of questions, felt a little headache, and unconsciously pushed his glasses again, and said, "Sir, you have too many questions, I'll answer them for you one by one." ”

Saying that, he said 'oh', a touch of apology appeared on his face, and said: "I'm sorry, as the host, it's really rude to let the guest stand at the door all the time, please take a seat, do you need to drink something?"

"We're not here as guests, Dr. O'Connor. Sean, who had a cold face, didn't care about his politeness, and said stiffly: "Please answer my question, and you definitely don't like rough guests." ”

"Well, what an impatient gentleman. O'Connor smiled as he pointed to the door behind him, and replied, "The old gentleman is now being held behind this door, but he is not in good condition." ”

Hearing O'Connor's words, I was silent for a long time, and I could no longer suppress the thoughts in my heart, and I ran forward with my legs.

Teacher, I'm here.

"Calm down, Charles. ”

Feeling the palm that I had landed on my shoulder, I couldn't help but turn my head and glared at Sean, and shouted: "I can't calm down, I have to save him, the teacher is not in good health, and now he is being tortured by these butchers, he must be in terrible pain." ”

"By the way, Mr. Sean, do you have any alcohol? Every time the teacher stays in a dark and damp place, his joints will ache all over his body, and he needs strong alcohol to relieve it, I have to prepare a little for him, and..."

"Calm down. Sean found me getting more and more excited, so he couldn't help but put his arms around my neck and comforted: "Charles, don't trust others easily, don't lose your mind easily, if you want to join us, you must first learn to control yourself and not be swayed by your emotions." ”

"But I can't. Tears of anger trickled down my eyes, and I looked at the metal door not far away, and murmured, "Mr. Sean, do you know what?

"I can't, but I can stop you. Sean grabbed my arm harder and harder, as if his heart was not at peace, and then he turned to Mr. Hank and said, "Hank, thank you for your hard work." ”

Mr. Hank did not reply, but walked forward with heavy steps, and as he passed me, he tapped me heavily on the shoulder.

Actually, I can understand their concerns, after all, the situation inside the door, everyone is not clear, if I act rashly, in the event of an accident, they may not be in serious trouble, but I don't think it will be so lucky.

It's just that kind of eagerness, which can't be replaced by reason, although I know it's the best choice, but I still can't control myself, and when I think of the teacher's moaning all over my body, my heart is like being grabbed by a pair of big hands, and the pain is unbearable.

"Why don't you believe me?" an inappropriate voice sounded, O'Connor looked at my sad and angry expression, habitually pushed his glasses, and said, "As a serious scientist, any lie is disrespectful, so there will be no lie in my mouth." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you. Even O'Connor has always maintained a cooperative posture, but the revolver in Sean's hand has never relaxed his vigilance, and said coldly: "Dr. O'Connor, what is your identity?"

"Can I refuse to answer?" O'Connor didn't care about the cold-faced Sean, and said gently, "I don't want to lie for my philosophy, but I can't tell who I am." ”

Sean snorted coldly and said, "I'll let you speak." ”

"Sir, can't we talk about anything else?" O'Connor couldn't help but sigh, pushed his glasses and said, "For example, the god on your body, it's hard to imagine that you, a second-rank magician, can actually make a contract with a god. ”

Indenture?

Mr. Sean can actually communicate directly with the gods?

After calming down, I unconsciously looked up at the expressionless Sean, and for a while my heart was flooded with huge waves, after all, as an ordinary person, I had only heard the word god in stories and legends, and it was the first time I had such a close contact with a god.

"It's none of your business. ”

O'Connor seemed to think very highly of Mr. Shaun, and even though he heard his refusal, he continued: "Don't you want to get rid of Him? ”

Shake off?

According to the narrative in their mouths, contempt for the gods is not necessarily good, no wonder it happened unexpectedly before, maybe it was caused by the gods contracted by Mr. Sean.

Miss Eve, who was silently rummaging through the documents, suddenly interjected: "What about you, Mr. Fatty? As a mortal, it is the greatest blasphemy to delusionally step into the realm of the gods. ”

O'Connor pondered for a moment, his eyes hidden under his glasses flashed with a hint of coldness, and he smiled: "Mortal, Miss, do you know that the current seven main gods were all mortals before the Second Age? Do you know how the birth of gunpowder weapons is not blasphemy, and do you know how the development of biological science is not blasphemy?" ”

"The days of God's divine power and God's monarchy have passed. Saying that, O'Connor spread his hands flat, raised his head slightly, and showed a fanatical look on his face, and said: "One day, we mortals will overthrow their temples and overthrow their power with the guns and swords in our hands, and we will surely stand on a new peak." ”

"What a crazy idea. Sean let go of my neck, took the angry Miss Eve by his hand, and said calmly, "Mr. Keendel's student, one of the twelve disciples, Mr. O'Connor Belialdi. ”

"You actually guessed my true identity, so sir, don't you want to introduce yourself?"

"Sean Morrison. This time, Sean finally did not refuse O'Connor's question, and his cold tone softened a lot, and said, "I saw some of your theories in Mr. Keendel's biochemical experiment paper published in the Northern Kingdom, but then I heard that you were expelled from his team. ”

O'Connor flashed a hint of nostalgia as he recalled the time he had spent with eleven like-minded friends, with a knowledgeable teacher, researching and discussing with him, publishing scientific papers in the newspaper in his spare time, and occasionally publishing new theories of knowledge on the magical side.

It's really nostalgic.

"Unfortunately, the teacher thought that my mind was too dangerous to stay on his team. O'Connor said with a look of loss: "But Mr. Sean, he seems to know us well, don't you really consider cooperation?"

"Cooperation?" Sean refused again, "I would never cooperate with a butcher like you, and I don't think Mr. Keendel made the wrong decision in the first place, you are the scum of them." ”

"What a hurtful thing you say, Mr. Sean. O'Connor still smiled, and said, "But no one can say what the future holds, can we?"

I only heard Sean snort coldly and stopped speaking, and O'Connor looked at the unmoved Sean and fell silent, and the room that had been arguing fiercely just now suddenly fell silent, leaving only Miss Eve, who was sulking, and continued to look through the sound of documents.

"Eve, come here. ”

It wasn't until Mr. Hank's honest voice came out of the room that my newly calmed mood instantly surged, and I stopped Miss Eve's progress and said pleadingly, "Will you take me?"

"Charles, I suggest you don't go over. While Eve was thinking, Sean suddenly patted me on the shoulder and said in concern.

I shook my head and showed a bitter smile, and said, "It's okay, in fact, I have been mentally prepared for a long time, but I don't want to believe it, everything is just a sign of immaturity, you are right, people must learn to control themselves, believe me." ”

Miss Eve glanced at Sean and then sighed and said to me, "Let's go, Mr. Strong, no matter what the outcome is, you have at least one loving father and a happy memory that belongs to you, unlike Mr. Big Man, who has no memories." ”

What does it mean to have no memories?