The fourth day of October

10:30 a.m

It won't be long before noon. Zheng Yuanli waited quietly outside the ward, and the doctor told him that Mr. Guo should have passed the strength of the anesthetic today. If nothing else, I will be able to talk to him today and see him wake up.

In the morning, Professor Liu and Professor Chen were supposed to come together. But Zheng Yuanli repeatedly said that he had worked hard for a few professors in the past two days, and it should be his turn to take care of him, and he said that he was originally a student of Teacher Guo. It is appropriate to wait for Mr. Guo to wake up.

Several old professors didn't want to visit Guo Moru anymore, and hearing Zheng Yuanli say this seemed like grasping a life-saving straw. Professor Chen was the first to speak and say that Xiao Zheng still has a conscience, and we blamed him for being wrong two days ago. Professor Liu was blushing, he should have go, I went with him.

But Zheng Yuanli said that no one needs to go with him, as long as he goes by himself. After several insistences, Zheng Yuanli finally came to the hospital by himself and waited for Mr. Guo to wake up outside the ward.

If the time is not bad, Mr. Guo will wake up soon, and Mr. Guo will arrive tonight. Zheng Yuanli looked out the window today, the weather was groggy. He calculated according to the solar terms of the flowing sun and compared the feng shui and earth qi of the United Kingdom, and it is very likely that it will snow today. Of course, satellite cloud imagery ... Say the same. Therefore, when it comes to snowfall, I don't know what else to boast about.

Technology can do more and more things that used to be only possible with magic, so the value of magic is less and less than in the past. This is also the reason why Zheng Yuanli chose to become a scholar, since the matter of Tianyanlu ended in his father's generation. Once he got what he should get, he never wanted to set foot in the world of fortune tellers again, and he just wanted to live a peaceful and stable life with his family in the future.

If, if possible, you occasionally use what you have learned as a fortune teller to help people like your teacher, then what you have learned will be in vain.

Thinking like this, Zheng Yuanli walked around in the corridor, propping his hands on the windowsill from time to time. He was reluctant to enter the ward, and most of the time Zheng Yuanli was always calm as if he was not a person in this world.

It was only while in the hospital room that he was pulled back into this world. He, admitted, was afraid of death, and he was afraid of being separated from those close to him who were gracious to him. He was also afraid that the feeling would spread endlessly, so he had to walk around the hallway.

"Mr. Guo has woken up."

"Okay."

The chubby black female nurse opened the door of the ward and said to Zheng Yuanli in the corridor, and Zheng Yuanli calmly replied two words after hearing it.

He pushed open the door and entered the room, walking to the teacher's bed. Seeing Teacher Guo Moru open his eyes slightly, it seemed that the power of the anesthetic had just passed, and he was still a little confused, but the anger in his eyes showed that his life was not in danger.

Zheng Yuanli gently grabbed Guo Moru's hand.

"Teacher Guo."

"It's no different."

In the eyes of Mr. Guo, Zheng Yuanli is a young scholar with the pseudonym Zheng Wuyi.

"That's... What about the kid? ”

Guo Moru's consciousness was a little chaotic, and when he spoke, he naturally had some difficulty.

"He's fine, don't worry."

After hearing this, Mr. Guo, who had just woken up, seemed to be much more relieved, smiled on his face, and then twitched for a while and gritted his teeth. His right leg twitched.

I probably felt the pain of the wound.

Zheng Yuanli saw it in his eyes and didn't know what to say.

Guo Moru knew that his right leg was gone, and he didn't know what to say.

Infusion tube, tick tock.

The wind outside the window, whirring by.

"This hanging bottle is almost lost, I'll call the nurse."

Zheng Yuanli thought about it and thought of a sentence.

"Yes."

Zheng Yuanli slowly walked out of the ward, came to the corridor, and greeted the black nurse just now, asking her to change the infusion bottle. At this moment, Zheng Yuanli's mobile phone rang.

Zheng Yuanli took it out of his pocket

"Hi~Chinese." （hi～Chinese）

It was a clear female voice calling him in English, Zheng Yuanli reacted for a while, as expected, it should be Luna, there is no doubt about it. Luna's investigation into the Irish Independence/Party found nothing. The place they are going to now should have been empty.

However, if one goes to the empty building, then one thing can be further confirmed.

The suspicion of the suspect is already even greater. Basically, it's confirmed that these are the people. However, this also faces a new problem.

Where will the next round of terrorist attacks be carried out by these people now? Clues, Luna is about to bring to him.

"Is there any clue?"

Zheng Yuanli asked tentatively, he knew that nine times out of ten, people had gone to the empty building, but there must be traces in the empty house.

"Based on the clues you have provided, and our previous conjectures, we have temporarily targeted the Irish Independents. So, I called the assistant of the police in London, England, last night. Oh, by the way, I also have an identity as a consulting detective for the London Police. ”

"You?"

Zheng Yuanli said in a rhetorical tone, it really surprised Zheng Yuanli that there was really such a position as a consulting detective. However, Luna is not qualified no matter how you look at it.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm shocked by how young you are."

"Of course, this position is defined by myself. After all, there are many cases in which the police in London turn to magicians when they can't solve them with the existing technical means. This practice has been around for hundreds of years. ”

"So, you want to say that Sherlock Holmes' career as a consulting detective is modeled after you magicians in London?"

"I don't know how Conan Doyle used it when he wrote Sherlock Holmes, after all, it was two hundred years ago. I do think the name Consulting Detective is pretty nice, though. ”

"Well, let's move on to the case. My dear Ms. Holmes, you must have found a crucial clue at the scene. ”

"Well, if an empty house is a crucial clue, I think so. However, my unassuming brother collected a lot of dust at the scene. ”

"More than 60 percent of the dust in the room is skin scraps, and I don't doubt the effect of the spell. However, such an effect may be minimal. Moreover, there are too many impurities and they are not pure enough. ”

"That's what I thought, too, so when my brother was collecting dust, I didn't even pay attention to him. After all, it would be too laborious to extract a connection to a person from that kind of dust, and a carpet search would be more effective than that. ”

It is impossible not to admit that Luna and Zheng Yuanli share the same views on this issue.