The lady's French is not very good, so if you want to ask certain questions, you will have English interspersed with them.

Plastic French, that's probably it.

She couldn't wait to ask him questions, just because this time they were in a special trouble, and the things involved were more important, but of course she spoke like this because she didn't want the little boys to understand their conversation.

"You are really a lotus-tongued, with a very thick skin, and you are an impostor." Wang Xizhi was referring to the fact that he called himself Carlos.

"Thank you, malady, for being flexible." The professor laughed.

"I still have at least this literacy." Lady said. "What did you promise him?"

The professor was silent for a moment, she should have pieced together the broken conversation, but she still had to confirm it from him.

"Anyway, what I promised is something I won't do." The professor laughed.

"Huh." The lady smiled mockingly. "You can really say anything."

"Ma'am, I told you, my life is the most important thing." The professor glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "Is your life so unimportant?" ”

"What?"

"Don't play dumb, why are you coming down?" The professor asked.

The lady remained silent at this point.

"Well, I'm not going to ask you." Although the professor has always liked to take the initiative and be aggressive, since the lady took such a big risk to save him, he should also be a qualified gentleman and give in a little bit.

"How much more do you know?" I thought the conversation was over, but the lady opened her mouth again.

"You're too cunning." The professor shook his head, "But I still won't tell you that I'm doing it for your own good." ”

Because of the lady's desperate rescue, the professor could no longer warn her in a serious tone.

Although the escape was the result of their joint efforts, the professor's guise did not last long.

He didn't think that the lady would come, the pocket watch was just a desperate gamble for him, and the mobile phone was just some hope. The love and greatness of the lady in the eyes of the professor seemed to seldom benefit herself, and she was a politician she once hated.

And none of the people the professor could count on knew about his predicament, and the lady was the uncertainty.

If it was the previous self, he should analyze the king's character with a firm face as she said, and judge that the king will definitely come to find him.

But the professor brought himself into her, would he take such a big risk if he was himself?

When did you start to be inaccurate? Is she too complicated?

Not really......

"I'm a very simple person with pure motives. Right? Maybe that's why it's hard for you to guess. The professor remembered what the lady had said to herself in the house.

Yes, a lady is a lady, and if the professor had thought simply, it would have been easy to conclude that she would have come, rather than racking his brains to recover his strength and find a chance to kill that guy.

When the professor said he wouldn't tell herself, the lady turned her head and rolled down the window to blow the air.

The little boys are miserable, why are the ladies and professors talking strange things again?

......

Summary, a summary of this event.

I don't know why I went to great lengths to save him, although if it was the young master or Ji in that situation, I would do the same.

But after the young master and Ji went to the rescue, they didn't think much about it afterwards, didn't feel reckless, and didn't reflect.

Save him, I reflected.

If that guy had a gun, I'd be a sieve now, but if Lanchester was any slower, my neck would have been broken.

I've been shaking trees before, and this time too.

But I used to be for Alice, for Stewart, for my brother.

When did he become the one I was able to shake the tree for?

Maybe I don't hate him as much as I thought I did.

But when it began, it's not clear at all.

Vaguely, it seems that after Ji came, after Miles's accident, something quietly changed.

There's nothing wrong with that, because I've found Lanchester to be meritorious, he's not as useless as I used to hate, and even if I found a fundamental conflict with him in the case of Ark, I can't deny his brilliance at all.

He is a caring person who understands and cares, so the shortcomings of arrogance are not hidden.

Arrogance is a flaw in character, and people who know how to love others will not always have a flaw in their personality.

And he is not recognized by me just because he doesn't meet my values.

He is such an egoist, there must be a motive in his favor to do things, and I actually have no position to criticize him for the indifference he shows to people he is not familiar with.

If Lanchester were to be forced to do things that were not in his own interest for Joan's sake, or even to get involved in danger, it would not only be too much for the Virgin, but I would vomit just thinking about it.

But why should I lose my temper with him?

What am I hoping for?

I hope he can change a little bit, a change for me.

It ended in his concession. Admittedly, I'm happy about it too.

Such excessive care and attention, in fact, is more than the young master, more than discipline, if I calm down and analyze like now, I can find out the more essential things behind these behaviors.

I'm not afraid of these essential things, the thoughts in my heart, there is nothing that can be afraid of me now, they can be openly examined.

For God's sake, why would I meet him again?

For the first time, I rejoiced that he had nothing to do with things that were fundamentally hostile to me.

Apparently my concerns have arisen, and the last time I was on a walk, I said to him that I hoped there would be as few unnecessary intersections as possible, and it had become a joke.

Or rather, that walk was an unnecessary intersection.

Since then, it's been happening more and more, and it's getting more and more out of my control.

When the situation is out of balance, the inhibition should first imprison the unstable factors, but I have given up the inhibition.

I don't hate being "out of control" right now.

The understanding between Lanchester and me has become more and more tacit, although the trio has always been tacit, but the tacit understanding between Lanchester and me has increased since the young master.

We both know each other's habits and personalities and can easily guess what the other person wants to do, perhaps thanks to our diametrically opposed personalities and values.

Lanchester: He knows me so well, my character, my past, my life.

And all I know is this "Lanchester", not Andiel L. Lanchester, I know almost nothing about his past, except that he was born in England, that he had taught for a while, and that he had some connection to Cesare.

I don't know anything else.

Curiosity is easy to kill cats, and being overly concerned about a more mysterious man, wanting to know about his past is a red flag, just like Ji, he doesn't have much contact with his family, and I don't ask him why.

Not only because of privacy, but that it didn't matter to me, I didn't have the idea to know about it.

The thing about Lanchester is also privacy.

But now I am resisting the urge to know, and sometimes I can't even refrain from asking in exchange for a warning or two.

Isn't it time to be glad he didn't warn me today?