On the evening of March 26, Jiangwan Wharf.

"Inspections are inspections, why are you searching?" After being searched by two policemen, Xia Han walked through the separation belt with a dissatisfied face.

"Because of the coincidence of rumors with your Guardians, the Muggle system has now been on alert." Wen Yan led him to the scene.

To be precise, it was an open space in the corner of the dock, and all that was left on the ground was a messy bloodstain and outline line. The torn bloody clothes and the photos from that time were handed over by Fumihiko.

"The deceased's name is Jiang Yuhuan, the third stage of the independent magician, the scene will be cleaned up tomorrow morning, and these will be handed over to you."

Xia Han glanced at it and found that there was nothing nearby, and the nearest place was a shipping container with a rudimentary marching bed, bedding and other items. The plastic bucket for daily necessities was placed in a corner, the container smelled of a bachelor, and on the table opposite the bed were bottles and cans of magic-related materials, and a few clothes were hanging at the foot of the bed.

"This kind of thing is already dangerous to strengthen the demon with medicinal agents, and it really backfires the master, causing such a tragedy." Xia Han looked at the cage next to the container, and immediately concluded, "However, it is not good for the citizens to find a wild beast that has gone berserk." ”

Judging by the bloodstained paw prints on the ground and the faint breath, the beast continued to flee north.

Although there is an excuse to dispel the panic of the Guardian candidates, it is better not to divulge the secrets, because this Jiang Yuhuan happens to be a customer on Soichiro's ledger.

Trouble is coming...... Xia Han pressed his brow.

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Two hours later, Takanashi and Natsuhan, covered in blood, returned to Takanashi's residence.

"Thanks to your senior sister."

"Because I've been helping with Soichiro's aftermath before, I have information on this child's residence, and you're looking for me to find the right one." Takanashi smiled and pushed Xia Han into the bathroom.

The frenzied fox fled back to his residence from memory but bit his parents to death, and by the time Takanashi and Natsuhan found it, the house was already filled with blood, and in the darkness there were only beasts standing on two corpses, panting and with blue eyes.

After a lot of fighting, it was finally subdued, and at the last moment, Takanashi held the fox's head and sang a few hymns, and the soul was finally able to rest in peace.

Back in the bathroom of Takanashi's house, the exhausted Natsuhan sighed, and Takanashi closed the door from the outside.

Listening to the sound of the shower coming from inside, Takanashi, who was a little uncomfortable, walked back to the room, looking in the mirror that his hair was about to be dyed red, and in the battle just now, Xia Han had multiple scratches on his shoulders and chest. It's so embarrassing.

I was going to read the Bible tonight, but I felt that I couldn't snub the guests after a big fight, so I looked at the sleeping Bichon Terrier in the corner and immediately made up my mind.

A little rain during the night did not cause any obstacles.

Early in the morning of March 27.

Xia Han, who got up from the guest bedroom, just opened the door and saw the fried eggs and milk on the table, and through the open master bedroom, the senior sister was gone.

Because of my sister's treatment last night, my shoulder injury has healed, and her clothes have been washed and dried overnight.

After breakfast, I closed the door, took a deep breath, and walked to the subway station.

I didn't talk to Weiyang for a day, and I didn't even make eye contact.

But when I left the school gate after school, something unexpected happened.

After being screamed, Xia Han found the girl behind him.

"Listening to what Senior Sister said, it seems that the problem is indeed not as serious as you said......" Weiyang lowered his head slightly with an apologetic attitude.

"The scene was too bloody, and I didn't have the strength to come back alone last night, so I stayed with her."

Hope you understand. Xia Han looked at her like this.

"Got it."

Weiyang's coldness made him collapse his shoulders in disappointment.

"Ahh Weiyang said in a sarcastic tone, and then walked straight forward.

However, Xia Han showed a hint of displeasure, the house is only secondary, and what makes people angry is that no one helps him, in short, he has a similar resentment with no one discussing the plot with Qingyi.

"No, these things are all done by Yueji, why don't you strike while the iron is hot and train with me."

“…… Looks like you agree with my decision? Weiyang turned around in satisfaction.

"Not really," Xia Han smiled bitterly, "I don't think I can escape your clutches." ”

"Don't make excuses for your laziness," Weiyang said, "as long as I am on this day, I have the obligation to urge you to study and train." ”

"Got it, got it......"

After returning to Weiyang's room, Xia Han felt bored and walked to his desk, "Then Teacher Weiyang, have you arranged a class for me?" ”

"Don't call me old, call me junior sister."

What a thing.

"Senior Sister, Teacher ......"

"That's what it sounds like." The corners of his mouth curled in satisfaction.

Because as soon as school ended, Qingyi got in the car and was pulled out by his mother to attend a friend's wedding banquet, and the two of them did their homework absentmindedly.

Two hours later, Weiyang accosted Xia Han while checking his homework.

"Actually, your (loop) flow speed is very fast, I don't have any opinion on this, but the synchronization rate (of the source resonance) is too low, and there is only how much of the last test?"

“25%。”

It is equivalent to D, and 75% of Weiyang is equivalent to A, and the resonance synchronization rate refers to the resonance peak between the frequency of the loop and the surface source, which is an important reference index for the ability of spells in vitro.

By the way, the circuit system to the world is divided into natural circuits and artificial circuits, in which there are 20 main circuits and countless branch circuits, but the shape is as winding and intricate as meridians and blood vessels. As for the artificial circuit, it is implanted by surgery and other means, and the shape is more regular.

As for Weiyang and Xia Han, both use natural circuits, of which Weiyang runs through thirteen main circuits, while Xia Han runs through five.

"That's very worrying......" Weiyang raised his head and glanced at Xia Han, then lowered his head and sighed slightly.

"I know, my senior sister also told me last night, but every time I reach the peak, my shoulders and back are very itchy, you know that feeling, I can't go up, what do you tell me to do?"

Weiyang walked to the corner and grabbed the handle of the newly purchased kettle, waited for the water to boil for twenty seconds, and then poured water into the teabottle.

"After all...... said as the teabottle made a louder and higher voice, "your weakness is long-range defense, and the synchronization rate must be trained, as for the (loop) toughness...... After all, it's reasonable that you're athletic, and I have a few programs for you to train in terms of width. ”

"No, it's going to be summer soon." Xia Han instinctively pressed his aching brow. (Width training makes the body hot, very hot, very hot.) ）

"Aren't you going to freeze yourself? Let's refactor the environment. "Really.

“…… I haven't recovered from my cold. ”

"Ahh......h Okay, these are all wrong," Weiyang returned the homework book to Xia Han, "After the change, you can come to Mengyuan to find me." I'm worried that your pit is useless, I'll throw all your unsightly clothes on the floor later, and you can take them all and burn them all in there. ”

“…… I've barely built half of the house. ”

"yes, I'm really nosy, so let's barely tune the piano, where's the toolbox." Weiyang is thinking about how to spend this annoying night. It's still half past eight, and I don't know why I feel annoyed when I talk to him more.

It's not that I'm helpless about his appearance, it's more like in her dictionary, things should be orderly.

"Liang Zi played it last night, but you don't need to tune it, you can just play a song."

"Yes." A faint answer.

Looking at the slender fingers opening the shiny black lid of the 118D, feeling that he was about to enjoy the elegant sound of the piano (or vice versa), Xia Han finally felt why Weiyang had the aura of "hostess of a foreign mansion".

Knock knock.

They looked up together and saw their father appear at the door.