018 Second-graders are better than you
Five minutes later, Chen Guangda returned to his office, where Xiao Ruhe was already inside.
"It's hard to be red-faced." Xiao Ruhe said.
Chen Guangda had a gloomy face and sat behind the desk: "It's just work." You transfer a few people who are good at reconnaissance and keep an eye on Ma Houye. β
Xiao Ruhe also straightened his face and lowered his voice: "Do you suspect that this is a good show?" β
Chen Guangda was silent, took out the cigarette case, took the cigarette and lit it, and took a long puff.
Xiao Ruhe: "I still think there is something wrong with Young Master Ma." β
"Of course he has a problem." Chen Guangda interrupted Xiao Ruhe, who obviously had something to say, "I don't need you to tell me.
"The two of us are at the same time, why am I the captain and deputy commander, and you are just a senior operator, you think about it."
Xiao Ruhe's lips trembled slightly, and he looked like he wanted to talk back, but finally he took a deep breath, and then said in a suppressed voice, "I'm going to supervise them to analyze the data in the memory that Lan Ping brought." β
"No, Master Hou is here to watch, you don't have to go over there. You go to the analytics department and urge them to compare the data as soon as possible and find the spells that match. Chen Guangda waved his hand after speaking.
Xiao Ruhe left the room quickly.
Chen Guangda sat in his seat, cigarette in hand, and looked at the whiteboard hanging on the wall opposite his desk.
He snapped his fingers, and the blindfold on the whiteboard was lifted, revealing a large number of photographs that had been magically pasted on it, including Du Meilan, Rifle, and Marsha, who had obviously just been pasted up.
The associated photos are connected by thin wires, forming a net across the entire whiteboard.
Then, the printer in the room turned on automatically, printing out photos of Lan Ping and Ma Zili.
The photo automatically flew onto the whiteboard and pasted it in the blank space, and then the hinge next to the whiteboard automatically rotated, and the line rolled on the reels seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, swishing and lengthening.
The addition of two new photos, which are connected to the other photos on the whiteboard, further complicates the web.
Chen Guangda held his chin in his hand and looked at the whiteboard silently, the light from the window shining on his face from the side, making his face split into contrasting light and dark halves.
The cigarette in his hand burned quietly, and the red light flickered on and off.
He stared at the whiteboard and thought for a long time, until the cigarette burned in his hand.
Chen Guangda quietly extinguished the cigarette and casually used a treatment to deal with the burns on his fingers.
Then he whispered, "No, something went wrong, it's too early to close the net." β
Suddenly, Xiao Ruhe hurriedly opened the door and came in.
The whiteboard returned to the state of blindness in an instant, and Chen Guangda asked in a deep voice, "How is it?" β
"The spell has been found! The analysis department believes that there is a probability of up to 80% that it is ancient curse magic. β
"Can you set a goal?"
Xiao Ruhe shook his head: "No." β
Chen Guangda stood up: "Go to the interrogation room." What about Ma Houye? β
"Already waiting in the observation room."
"Hmm."
Chen Guangda noddedβhe was going to blush again.
**
Interrogation room.
Chen Guangda slapped the table vigorously and tried his best to play his role: "Who is the target!" β
Lan Ping looked innocent: "What you asked is very unreasonable, I don't even know what kind of spell that spell is, how do I know who the target is?" β
"You!"
"But I know who you can ask." Lan Ping answered.
Ma Zili said in a deep voice: "Murderer." β
"That's right! It's to ask the murderer. Lan Ping gave Ma Zili a thumbs up, "How is it, are you interested in my proposal now?" By the way, how many more people does the murderer have to kill? β
Ma Zili pursed his lips: "One." β
Chen Guangda knew that it was his turn here, and he knocked on the table again: "You bastard!" It must have been deliberately delayed until now to remind us! You already know what's going on! β
Lan Ping: "You said we already knew...... It depends on how you define 'early', but we knew five days ago, is that early? β
"Bastard thing!"
Chen Guangda reached out and grabbed Lan Ping's collar.
Lan Ping let Chen Guangda grab his collar, and the old god said: "I'm early, you can catch the murderer's handle little by little through the investigation, and use normal routines to arrest him." Now, you can only rely on abnormal means, and you can only cooperate with us.
"Look, I'll tell you when I come up, Captain Chen, I may be a madman, but I'm definitely sensible."
Chen Guangda glanced at Ma Zili and let go of the hand holding Lan Ping's collar.
Lan Ping straightened his collar with a calm expression and spoke slowly, as if he was a student in his class.
"You don't care how much we benefit, really, because if you can't stop this, the special inspection court of the Council of the Supreme Mage will come down, and you will not be able to eat and walk around.
"But if you can stop this, and find relevant evidence afterwards to expose the conspiracy of that adult, you will all be very successful.
"You can't refuse to cooperate with us, or rather, you can't. So, how much we can benefit, do you need to care? β
Chen Guangda decisively turned his head to look at Ma Zili.
Although his level is not low, but at this time, the person who made the idea will have an accident in the future, and he will have to take the blame.
Ma Zili pouted: "Deal, but I want to use spells to ensure that both parties keep their promises." β
"Of course, it's a normal process." Lan Ping readily agreed.
**
On Marsha's side, it took him one noon and most of the afternoon to learn all the spells from kindergarten to second grade.
Rifle was very satisfied with this, and praised: "You are such a fast learner, I even suspect that you have no memory loss at all." β
Marsha thought to himself, and I doubt it too.
He's got the way.
The so-called connection with the principles of the world is actually the effect of imaginary spells.
As long as the spell's spell gestures and everything are done correctly, and the imaginary effect is correct, the spell will be activated.
There are some spells that Masha fails to use the first time, as long as you let Lyph demonstrate, Masha will definitely be able to use it successfully the next time.
However, when Masha tried to improve the effects of the spells, all attempts failed.
He couldn't change the effect of the spell by adjusting his imagination.
As long as you change the imagination, the spell will not work.
- It seems that at this stage, I can't create spells on my own, I can only learn existing spells.
But in the future, maybe Masha will be able to modify the spell himself, or even create one.
After all, the archmages of this world seem to have their own unique spells, and the archmages can, and so can he Marsha.
However, Ma Sha also felt that he didn't have a Horcrux, and the blue consumption was really big, and he usually wilted with a dozen spells.
In the DND game, a dozen or so spells are very powerful, and low-level mages may not be able to use ten spells a day.
But the world where Masha is now is a high magic world, with a per capita magician, and throwing spells is the same as playing.
The key is that Marsha learns the magic of elementary school and kindergarten, and it wilts when you put a dozen or so, which is really embarrassing.
Laifu judged this like this: "Little Hou Ye, you should have come back from the dead and injured your foundation, and your current magic power may not be as good as that of a primary school student." β
Masha disagrees with this.
He felt that his magic was low, mainly because he was an earthling.
- I've been born since I was born, and this is my first day of using spells, and theoretically, my magic should be about the same as that of a newborn baby.
- I think it's a great talent to be able to use ten.
- Forget it, I can't tell anyone about it, so it's better to hurt my foundation.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Laifu said: "Let's stop here today, the little marquis is going to show up with the young lady in the salon in the evening, and now start to rest and recover his magic to deal with it." β
Marsha: "Okay. β
He observed Rifle's expression.
- The abilities I have gained from the Freudian school should be effective.
- After this day, I can feel the increase in Laifu's trust in me.
- I suspect that even the Freudian apprentice-level professional "mindwatcher" has a bonus to the observation of others.
But the contemplator's "Description of Abilities" does not mention such a thing as observation.
- Is it because I have two schools of apprenticeship, an observer and a mind-watcher, and then it has a superimposed effect?
Marsha speculated.
- If that's the case, go to the salon tonight and test it out.
- If I can really tell how much he trusts me when I see everyone, then my guess may be true.
Marsha was thinking about it when Du Meilan entered the living room in a dress.
"Are you ready, my young master?" She asked delicately.
Masha shrunk his neck: "You're too nasty, a little disgusting." β
"Since the little marquis doesn't like it, then the concubine just needs to change her tone."
- This is a concubine, won't she be dragged to beheaded?
Ma Sha watched the news during the day, and now the Dahua Empire where he is located has an emperor, which may be a constitutional monarchy, but Ma Sha feels more like a Prussian structure, and the imperial power is quite large.
But looking at Du Meilan's expression, maybe there is nothing wrong with her ridicule to this extent.
- It seems that this empire is more enlightened and modern than I thought.
- Or maybe the contemporary emperor is more enlightened?
Masha cleared his throat and said to Du Meilan, "Good, then let's drive." β
Du Meilan took out her mobile phone and walked to the balcony while operating.
Marca knew that she was going to take out the flying carpet, and hurriedly stopped her: "Wait, is this salon far away?" β
"It's not far." Du Meilan looked at Ma Sha suspiciously, "What are you doing?" β
"Then let's fly over on a broomstick. Since I was going to show myself in front of people and show that I could use magic, I should have done it thoroughly. Marsha said.
Du Meilan turned her head to look at Fu: "Is it okay?" There won't be a problem with safety, right? β
"I arranged six reliable guards in advance, it shouldn't be too much of a problem, now the sky is patrolling and catching fast, and someone will come as soon as the fight starts." Laifu paused and looked at Ma Sha, "That's it, little marquis, you don't have enough magic power, right?" β
"Didn't you say it's not far? You should be able to fly over, right? β
Du Meilan: "The broom is faster, fifteen minutes." β
Masha nodded: "Then we'll fly over." β