Chapter 32: The Mysteries of Nature

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The woman in red pushed the parchment on the table forward and said, "Your smile tells me that you must know something." So, don't let me down~ Otherwise, I will be unhappy, and maybe I will give you a little hardship. ”

Rosen looked bitter: 'Rosen, Rosen, you big fool, aren't you looking for trouble? Okay now, trouble is coming to the door, right? ’

He had no choice but to walk over to the Lady in Red with a dry smile and look down at the parchment.

The parchment was in front of him, and Lawson could see it more clearly, with a logarithmic spiral drawn on the paper, and at the end of the spiral rolling, a flame was drawn, and a small flying insect was drawn next to the flame.

Seeing this, he subconsciously blurted out: "Moths to the fire? ”

The woman in red shook her head: "No, no, no, to be precise, it should be a moth around the fire." ”

"Why?" Rosen asked knowingly.

The Lady in Red explained: "If it's a flutter, then the moth should fly straight to the flame, but if you think about it carefully, when the moth is close to the flame, it never flies in a straight line, but has to fly around the flame in a circle, and eventually it will fall into the fire because of an accident, isn't it?" ”

Lawson nodded: "That's right." ”

Not only did he know that this was the case, but he also knew why it was so, but now he wanted to stay away from the woman in red, and he didn't have the heart to explain it.

The woman in red did not perceive his thoughts, she took out her quill and drew an approximate logarithmic spiral on the parchment: "I have looked closely, and they all follow such curves. It's a beautiful curve, and my intuition tells me that there must be a deep mystery of nature in it, but unfortunately, my intellect is not enough to solve this natural puzzle. ”

In the end, the woman in red shook her head again and again with regret on her face.

Lawson looked at her performance and didn't think it looked like she was cheating.

In fact, he himself often has similar feelings, for example, when he is faced with the Riemann conjecture, his mentality is similar to that of the lady in red, his heart is more than enough, and he is desperate to know the answer, but he does not know how to go.

In many cases, the powerlessness of wisdom is more tormenting than the powerlessness of strength, and it can plunge a wise man into a state of true despair.

Feeling the same way, Rosen let down his guard slightly, and he reached out to the woman in red to ask for a pen: "I do have some thoughts on this issue. ”

The woman in red was overjoyed and handed the quill to Lawson.

Rosen took the pen, dipped it in ink, took a blank piece of parchment, and before he started writing, he asked, "Is it okay?" ”

In these days, parchment is a luxury, and if he uses it without asking, it will not be beautiful if the other party minds.

"You feel free."

That's when Rosen put pen to paper, and he centered on one point and drew radiant lines outward. A point radiates 12 lines at equal angles, and the angle between two adjacent rays is exactly 30 degrees.

"Isometric rays?" The lady in red's eyes moved with the tip of the quill pen, and the doubts in her eyes became thicker and thicker.

Rosen didn't answer, he randomly selected a point on the periphery of the ray, and then began to draw a straight line, which intersected the first ray at an angle of 60 degrees, and then drew a straight line again with the intersection point as the starting point, and intersected with the next ray, the angle was still 60 degrees, and so on, and a folded line of internal rotation appeared on the parchment.

When this line intersects all the rays, an approximate logarithmic spiral is clearly visible on the parchment, and when viewed a little further, the line bears a strong resemblance to the curve drawn by the Lady in Red.

"Huh? Can you draw an approximate curve with the same angle? How so? How does this work? ”

The woman in red was completely devoid of the reserve of a beautiful woman, and she leaned over the parchment, her eyes fixed on the logarithmic spiral, completely oblivious to the spring light on her chest.

Rosen found out, glanced at it quickly, and his heart jumped violently: 'What a pair of big white peaches, this has to be E, right?' ’

He didn't want to be too troubled, and immediately looked away after a glance, then put the quill on the inkwell and shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know why." This is just a random discovery of mine, as long as the angles are the same, you can draw it. Moreover, the more rays, the closer the polyline is to the curve. ”

The Lady in Red apparently hadn't heard Rosen's words, and her mind was already captivated by the patterns on the parchment.

Seeing her so obsessed, Rosen took the opportunity to say, "Then I'm leaving?" ”

"Hmm~" The woman in red gave a reply of unknown meaning, her mind was completely immersed in the parchment scroll, and after looking at it for a while, she took out a quill pen and wrote and drew on the parchment again.

Eager to get out of this place as soon as possible, Rosen immediately turned around and walked briskly towards the tavern door, as if staying for a second longer would kill him.

Outside the door, Lawson immediately turned into an alley, circled around the alley a few times, and walked out of another alley, only to make sure that no one was following him, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

After relieving himself, Lawson asked the passer-by for directions again, but this time the passer-by did not point out the wrong way, and Lawson successfully found Anne by a large tree near the square.

Rosen looked around and found that Anne's position could easily observe the situation at the gate of the Baron's Court without provoking the attention of the guards, and the disadvantage was that he could not see most of the area in the town square.

What's even worse is that there is a small market next to the big tree, and the people are noisy, so it's no wonder that Anne can't spot him.

Anne also saw Rosen, a little surprised, she looked him up and down, and asked strangely, "Why is your face so white?" What happened? ”

Lawson looked left and right, and when he was sure he didn't see the woman in red, he leaned into Anne's ear and told him what had happened in the tavern in a very low voice.

When he finished speaking, Anne was also startled: "Is there really such a person?" I'll have to take a look. ”

She turned and walked towards the tavern, so fast that Lawson couldn't stop her.

Soon, Anne returned, and she shook her head: "I didn't see the woman in red you said, but the tavern waitress said that this person did come, but she just left." ”

"Are you gone?" There was still a trace of horror in Rosen's heart: "Annie, I feel that she is a high-level vampire, do you think she is here to check on that?" ”

Needless to say, Anne could understand, she pondered for a while, and said, "Unlikely. If it's really a high-level vampire. At such a close distance, it's impossible not to find the blood marks on your body. Besides, that incident only happened last night, and Blood Rose's reaction couldn't have been so fast. ”

Anne has a point.

Rosen breathed a sigh of relief, he found that he was a little like a frightened bird, and when he saw something unreasonable, he would naturally think of the vampire Viken, but he had to guard against people: "But I'm still not very relieved, I'll get a weapon later." ”

The experience of making glass syringes taught him that it would be very troublesome to build a precision weapon like a musket, but this thing had to be made, otherwise he would never be at ease without something to defend himself from.

"It's a good idea." Anne was very impressed with the bamboo pipe that Lawson made.

After speaking, she asked again: "You came to me just for the lady in red?" ”

"Not really." Rosen smiled, reached out and took out a bulging money bag from his arms, and said softly: "I earned it from the glassmaker, it's not safe to let me go, you take it." ”

Anne took the money bag and weighed it, startled, immediately put the money bag away, looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention, she said softly: "So many, it won't be all silver runte, right?" ”

Lawson smiled: "You guessed right. ”

Anne became more and more incredulous: "I'm afraid it's more than a thousand, and you robbed the glassmaker's cash box?" ”

Rosen especially liked to see Anne now, and his surprise, joy, and a little admiration greatly satisfied Rosen's male vanity, and he said proudly: "Hehe, you can't say it, you can't say it, anyway, he gave it to me voluntarily." Didn't I say it, don't worry about money. In addition, I also repaired the Baron's magic mirror, and I sent the magic mirror to the Baron's Palace, and the bounty will definitely not be less. ”

Anne saw through Rosen, reached out and gently twisted his ear: "Hey, look at your arrogant little look." ”

After speaking, she instructed again: "The atmosphere in the Baron's Palace seems to be a little tense, you must be careful later." ”

"Why ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Lawson suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the main street in front of him, and at the same time, someone shouted: "Get out of the way!" Get out of the way! ”

Lawson immediately turned his head to look over, and after a while, a tall, chestnut horse galloped in, with a baronial guard on horseback, and he rode all the way towards the gate of the baron's palace.

Lawson frowned: "This guard is dressed as a messenger, as if something big happened?" ”

Anne sighed: "I probably know what the reason is, earlier, there were already a lot of villagers talking about it. ”

"What's the matter?"

Anne's face was heavy: "Because of the deserters." Do you know? Half a month ago, the Northern Alliance Army defeated the Empire's heavy cavalry regiment head-on in the Red Lily Field, and the Imperial Legion collapsed with it, and the northern border of the Empire was lost. The rout carried countless civilians south and fled. Just last night, Longshan Village, 20 kilometers to the north, was attacked by a group of routs, the village was burned to ashes, and only 3 of the more than 80 villagers escaped. ”