"We may need to go back." The professor said.

"Hmm." Although he was puzzled by this, he must have had something to do in Egombio that made him have to go back.

In fact, the lady didn't care whether she stayed in Hacheng or returned to Gangbio, she just followed the professor honestly.

Seeing that she didn't ask much, the professor breathed a sigh of relief, but this matter was not directly related to the lady, and the professor did not need to be specifically informed.

It was Sterling who wanted to teach something in his hands and take over the Cesare-centered group that could collapse at any moment.

"In just one week, we've made two round trips." The professor said that this time, because there were many things, the professor and the lady did not have the leisure to read books on the plane.

The lady has been sleepy lately, resting on his shoulder, not because there is something wrong with her body, but because she is mentally depressed.

Or rather, lazy.

There's nothing wrong with that, and once Cesare's affair is over, Madame will have fulfilled a long-cherished wish.

The professor looked at her face, he was used to seeing the lady's sleeping face, but she was not sleeping very deeply now, if it wasn't for her face, the professor would have let her pill on his lap.

This time when they got off the plane, it was Pavarotti who came to pick them up in person.

The professor and the lady sat in the back seat, and the lady yawned a little, and the professor smiled at her, "If you are tired, go back and rest after eating." ”

Pavarotti subconsciously glanced in the rearview mirror and glanced at the professor.

Apparently he "attributed" the professor to the professor for such a laid-back and quiet state of the lively lady.

The conscience of heaven and earth.

She was clearly just tired herself.

But Pavarotti drove the car, wondering when she would be able to change her name to Madame.

After all, although it has been less than half a year, after observing these few months, these two people are obviously used to being with each other.

Pavarotti had been worried about this aspect of the old man, and he racked his brains to think about what kind of people the professor would be interested in, and what kind of people could make the professor distracted.

I didn't think of this when I wanted to break my head.

He glanced in the rearview mirror again.

When he first saw this lady, he never imagined that there would be so much power hidden in this thin woman's body, enough to shake the mountains and melt the glaciers.

The professor and himself didn't help her much, probably helping her now is to help her block rockfalls during landslides or avalanches on glaciers, so that she is not affected by them.

The Cesare thing was like a whole bunch of high explosives, which had always been easy to detonate, but no one had ever lit it.

Because people can't be sure if they will die in the explosion, or if the high explosives will blow up their houses.

Lady doesn't care about that.

But now she just yawned again.

The professor went out after eating, and of course the lady was grounded by the professor, and she had no intention of running around now, so she honestly took a shower and went to bed.

It's better to worry less about his affairs.

When he came back at night, there was a smell of medicine on his body, and he slept in the same bed with the lady, how could the lady not find it, and immediately took off the pajamas in his right hand and saw the gauze.

"Just bruises." The professor saw that her face was not very good, so he explained with a smile.

"I'll know if it's time when I change the dressing." She whispered. "Is there really anything that matters?"

"It's just that I need to dispatch something."

"Can't you leave it to Pavarotti?"

"Pavarotti has a more important job that I gave him." In fact, it was just that Pavarotti could not represent him in certain matters, and not everyone bought his account.

The lady is not stupid, many times she just doesn't bother to think about it, she doesn't want to care, she lies down, this time the professor has an injury to his right hand, so he can only lie to the left, and he sleeps on the left.

I couldn't change places with the lady, and I couldn't put my right hand around her.

But tonight, the lady hugged him, and she took the initiative to give him a goodnight kiss.

The professor smiled at her, and he couldn't see it when the lights were out, but he was still laughing, unlike himself, when the lady held someone, the force was very light.

But you know she's right in the back, right there.

......

In just a few days, things were fermenting all over the city.

It was also broadcast on the news.

The lady was still helping the professor change the dressing, this was not a "bruise", and if it was more serious, he would need stitches.

The lady was waiting on him for the past two days, and neither of them went out.

But the professor and the lady always make a phone call or send a message at some point.

The lady was asking Plzeň about how things were going, and when she received her things, Plzeň knew she wanted them to work more than anyone else.

She did such a big thing quietly, and Pilson knew that it was impossible to keep her out of the matter, so now he broadcast the situation to her every day, just to make her feel more at ease.

"I'm going out today." The lady said.

The professor looked at her for a moment, then nodded, "Please be careful. ”

It was almost over, and it was certain that Cesare would be in prison, and his good allies would be cleaner than the other when they realized he was in the middle of it.

The lady smiled, she was dressed quite neatly and casually today, but she didn't have any precautions, it seemed that she was just going out to buy groceries.

"Eat by yourself at noon, and I'll be back in the evening."

"Okay." The professor said. "Where to go? Need a Pavarotti drive you? ”

"No need." The lady said. "Just going out for a meal."

The professor nodded and smiled, "Please come back early." ”

The lady came over, asked him about the cheek, said goodbye to him, and went out.

As she left the house, her brow slowly furrowed.

Is it because the dust has settled that he is so relieved?

Or do you feel relieved to know that you really are just going out to catch up?

I'm afraid that he also needs to go out, and it's inconvenient for him to know.

The lady got into the car, and she received a text message on her phone, it was Sephiroth's, and her custom-made watch was ready to be picked up.

Sephiroth was in the high street of the university town, and the place where he and Plzeň had made an appointment was in the city center, in the opposite direction, and given that the time was almost up, she had to go to Pilsen first and then pick up the watch.

He owed Pilson a meal, and today he said that the arrest warrant had been issued, so he went out with her to celebrate.

Plzeň was not in charge of the operation, or that they were not responsible for the entire group.

After all, this is an upright action, and it is a matter for the Military Aircraft Bureau.

When the lady got out of the car, there happened to be a tall blond man across the traffic light, who looked about the same age as the professor, but he had a beard and looked a little older.

The professor is still quite young after shaving.

"My God, it's harder to see you than to heaven." Pilsen's familiar opening.

"It's not easy to go to heaven?" Wang Xizhi took the words of this lively atmosphere. "Just go buy a plane ticket."

"You should still have money, you see that I can't kill you."

"Eat whatever you want." Wang smiled lightly.

"No, the detective office opened by Master Carlos where you stayed, I thought it was a loss."

"Yes, but I still have income."

"Today they go to work and I have a holiday. Thanks to you sending me that stuff in the middle of the night, I'm on vacation now......" He also gestured to his dark circles. "If I don't take any more vacations, I'm going to die suddenly."