The next day, Donald arrived at Swift's office on time to report that what Sherlock had given him to translate today had become a split again.

Donald sat in a chair and held a pen virtually, in fact, it was controlled by the invisible slave, stroke by stroke, sometimes crooked, this is a daily exercise of his control over the invisible slave, anyway, the progress of translation is slow, no one can tell if it is written on the draft to play, and the right is a graffiti when thinking.

"Sherlock, these ...... What are you used for?"

On the table opposite was a bunch of utensils that looked like they were in a laboratory in the previous life, glass cups marked with scales, slender stirring sticks, and ancillary equipment such as crucibles.

"These are the things I used in my recent experiments, don't touch them, especially the ones on the right, they're delicate tools that I spent a lot of money on, and you'll have to pay double the price if you break one. ”

Donald's gaze turned to the right of what Sherlock had said, and there was indeed a wooden box with several bright yellow mechanisms inside, and a small dispenser-like top structure could be seen.

"What is this?"

For something new, Donald was curious.

"Cup, haven't you heard of it?"

Sherlock shoved the last loaf of bread into his mouth, and lately he had gotten used to asking Donald to bring him breakfast, even to the point where he wouldn't open the door if he didn't.

Donald has repeatedly said that he has to pay extra for breakfast.

Many times he pretended not to hear.

"Uh...... I really haven't heard of it. ”

"Haha, it's the battery, you've probably heard of that. ”

"Huh?"

Donald got up from his chair and looked over there, his name was known, and he had never seen the "battery" in the box.

The metal cylinder is close together, with a gyro-shaped silver bulge at the top, several lines of unknown material connecting the two ends, and two metal paddles sandwiched on the edges, the whole is the size of a palm.

Batteries are already around in this era, and the invention in this area was clearly mentioned in Time magazine that I read at the corner bookstore yesterday, and electricity is becoming a hot topic in some of the more open-minded metropolises.

Of course, only in some large cities, such as Pston, batteries are still something that is only known to a small range of people, which is why Sherlock needs to pay a lot of money to get them.

"How does this work? Palm-sized...... There's nowhere to stuff it, right?"

Donald's impression of the battery is still stuck in the existence of various remote controls in his previous life, an object the size of a palm in his hand, how big a remote control must be?

"Why plug it up, it has another use, well, for the sake of your special work later, I'll make an exception to show you once, look closely, this device is very crucial. ”

PICK UP THE SPHERICAL OBJECT IN THE IRON PLATE NEXT TO THE FIREPLACE, WALK TO THE EDGE OF THE TABLE WHILE UPSIDE DOWN, AND BRING ALL THE CONTENTS OF THE BOX TO THE TABLE, WHICH IS A METAL HALF-HEIGHT BOX, A BOX OF SMALL PARTS, AND A LIGHT YELLOW LIQUID ABOUT 1 EAR LENGTH (ABOUT 140 ML) IN A GLASS BOTTLE.

"It's ......"

Donald stared at the transparent bottle marked with a measuring stick, his eyes narrowed.

"If you dare to say that the liquid in it is urine, my presentation will end here, and that's not funny. ”

Sherlock's ability to read words and emotions is confirmed by Donald's contact with him during this time.

But when he said this, his mouth was grinning.

"And what kind of liquid is here?"

With the battery in his hand, he got up from his chair to make way for the boss.

"I bought it in the underground market, and the seller said that it was specially used for brewing and separating the materials, and that you could use an alcohol lamp to distill the real things you need later, and you are not allowed to ask about the materials, these are all secrets, and I will not tell you. ”

Pouring the liquid medicine into the metal box, and then putting the "round ball" in his hand, Donald looked at it carefully, it was an air-dried eyeball, it was simply curious.

"Air-dried Hawkeye?"

"Yo, my memory is not bad, I still remember after so many days, did I secretly remember the content?"

"How is it possible, it's not because this thing is so special, I translated it at the time, and I wrote it down at a glance, and I was impressed. ”

Donald really only remembers this of the material he translated before, the air-dried eagle eye beads, what kind of hunting thing this is.

"It's okay, it's not a curiosity, I saw more than a dozen air-dried ...... when I was shopping. Fly larvae, very large, I heard that they are carefully bred, shit..... Do you think it's really shitty or ..... That's what disgusting it is. ”

When Sherlock began to pause, Donald had a bad feeling, and sure enough, he was scary enough to say it.

"Don't say it, I promise never to ask for the material again, the milk I just drank, please. ”

Donald covered his mouth and retched twice, did he have to talk about this kind of thing when they had just finished breakfast?

"That's pretty much it, you hand me the Phillips screwdriver in the box. ”

Seeing his assistant's uncomfortable appearance, Sherlock couldn't stop smiling, and removed the two paddles on the edge of the battery with a screwdriver, wrapping the brass wire around the tip into a ball of thread and stuffing it into the small holes at the ends of the metal box, which Donald hadn't seen before.

He took out a few semi-rings from the small box next to him and surrounded the holes on both sides, and Donald noticed that it was black, rubber gaskets?

"The next thing is the switch, you see. ”

Pressing a small button in the middle of the battery, there was a clicking sound inside the battery, and then the liquid medicine in the metal box began to tumble, and the air-dried eagle eye in the middle did not change for the time being.

"Electrolyzed water? This is not the production of that ......"

In his previous life, as a liberal arts student, Donald's limited knowledge of chemistry was actually just a few simple chemical equations, watching Sherlock act solemnly.

I always felt that something was wrong.

I knew that I had studied mathematics, physics and chemistry at the beginning, and I was also a scientist in this world, and I was also a scientist with a high degree of forward-thinking.

Tut-tut...... As soon as you hear it, it's a high-end character.

The Lane Empire, which has a strong religious atmosphere, is groping on the road of science at this time.

It's a pity that Donald is destined to be a pioneer, maybe he can flap his wings a little?

"What do you say, what do you produce? I'm the first step, the air-dried hawkeye is the main material, and there are still many processes in the real output, with it, you see if there are other things in this liquid. ”

Bending over, he and Sherlock put their heads against each other, and some black particulate matter did appear around the air-dried eagle eyes in the liquid.

Is this scientific?

Donald scratched the back of his head, he couldn't tell if it was the result of electrolyzed water, the effect of the potion, or the special effect of the combination of the two.

"What's really useful is what comes out now, and collecting it is also a troublesome process, Donald, do you have time to study experimental science? ”

It can be seen that Sherlock is also a novice, and the success of the experiment is more exciting than Donald.

Most people lack scientific knowledge, which is the limitation of the times, the popularization of education is still a problem, science has been born, but too many forces are restricting its development.

But there is no denying that a wave of self-creation by human beings is rolling in, and something inherent is being changed bit by bit.

Ding dong~

Doorbell.

Donald was trying to guide Sherlock to speak out about the usefulness of the new thing when he was interrupted.

"New commission?"

"No, it's the special work you're going to do this afternoon, to put the documents you translated in order so that outsiders don't see them. ”

I don't know when Donald has been out of the name of outsiders, and now he is an "insider".

"Hello, I'm a reporter for the Secret Newspaper, Marcelo Blaze, I didn't expect Detective Swift...... So young and promising. ”

Dressed smartly, holding a notebook in his left hand, he looked Donald up and down.

"No, I'm not a detective, Donald Grant, just an assistant. ”

"Mr. Grant doesn't have the temperament of an assistant. ”

As a journalist, Marcelo has absolute confidence in the look in his eyes.