Ron didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he opened his eyes, he couldn't concentrate a little, and he even looked at his own hands.

The melodious music still lingered in his ears, and with the lights overhead, he felt like a world away.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" asked the muse, looking up at him.

Ron sat down on the couch with a depressed expression, and he nodded, "A little, how can I say it? ”

"It's normal," replied the muse, "if you can last a little longer, maybe it's more than just feeling." ”

"How long did I sleep?"

"One day and one night. If it weren't for your breathing, I wouldn't even think you would wake up again. ”

Ron smiled apologetically, "I'm bothering you, Mr. Muse. ”

"I don't have to thank you, but what I want to know is why you're so obsessed with it that you forget to eat or sleep. ”

Ron shook his head, and he smiled wryly, "Maybe it's because I've missed so much that I'm like a sponge, trying my best to incorporate all the knowledge into myself. ”

"It's not a good thing, and absorbing too quickly tends to lead to swelling, no matter what the way it is. "And if you rely entirely on books, you are likely to be blinded by books and forget your own eyes for the world." ”

Ron thought for a moment, "You're right. ”

"Drink water?"

"Thank you. Ron took the glass of water from Muse, and then he noticed a few empty cups on the coffee table, "Has anyone been here?"

"It's my friend. The muse replied, and at the end he added, "You will see her later." ”

She?

Ron felt a little embarrassed, and he didn't have to think about how embarrassed he knew when he fell asleep, even if there was no earth-shattering snoring, at least he was embarrassed to lie on this couch like a dead corpse when outsiders came.

If the muse hadn't added the latter sentence, he might have felt a little better.

In fact, when Ron was brought here by the muse, the "she" in the muse's mouth was already lying on the other couch and falling asleep, but Ron didn't notice it at that time.

Yes, a big living person lying here he didn't even notice.

"One more thing," asked the Muse, "haven't you felt sleepy all this time?"

Ron thought about it for a moment, then shook his head, "No, I don't feel any sleepiness at all, and I even feel like I'm getting more and more energetic. ”

The muse frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Okay, this matter will be over for the time being." And now, all you need is a shower, then a bite to eat, and rejuvenate, and I have one thing to do for you. ”

"What's the matter?" Ron asked.

"That's all I can say to you about bits. ”

Ron felt a pang in his heart, didn't ask any more questions, got up silently, and after walking around the private room without a head and no brain, he asked, "Is there a bathroom here?"

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After taking a shower, Ron felt much more refreshed, and the extremely strong hunger pangs that followed.

When he first woke up, he only felt depressed, and even instinctively resisted drinking water, and at this time, the stomach riot was overwhelming him, and he was caught off guard.

After eating some bread and drinking a bowl of clear soup, he felt alive.

"Do my clothes still fit?"

Muse asked, pushing the door open and walking in.

"It fits perfectly. ”

Because Ron's outfit was dirty and smelled like it was hard to identify, he had no choice but to wear a muse's clothes.

This made him extremely embarrassed.

"That's good, I was worried that my clothes would look nondescript in you, and now it seems, well, it's not bad. By the way, do you still need to take a break?"

Ron shook his head, "I feel like I'm pretty much recovered." ”

"In that case, then you can now go to the police station and find Officer Ford, the same person who broke into the door last time, and you will assist him in identifying a few people who may have been in contact with Bit, because you are the only one here who has seen Bit, so you are the best candidate. You can just go over there, I've already said hello to him. ”

Ron was stunned, "Did Bit do the same thing?"

"We don't know much about this, but we tried to investigate as much as we could, hoping to find out what Bit was doing in Frankser to see if we could find some other clues, and to avoid other messes. In fact, it's very likely that this incident has something to do with the Abyss and the Mist, so be careful and report anything strange to me first. ”

"I see, Mr. Muse. ”

Ron nodded heavily,

The muse thought for a moment and said, "Actually, you don't have to think about it, take it easy." According to my investigation into Bitt, he should have only been in contact with you here, and this is only a non-essential investigation. In fact, I'm just trying to find something else for you to do to keep you from committing suicide by going back to the Enns Library for the time being. ”

All right......

Ron had nothing more to say.

"By the way," the muse suddenly stopped Ron before leaving, and threw a black top hat at Ron, "wearing a hat will make you much more decent." ”

Leaving the gate of Lowell's Club, Ron moved his muscles a little, and then slowly walked towards the police station.

The police station in Frankser is located on the busiest street, and it was located here in view of the tendency to conflict in such crowded places. However, they soon felt that the layout was a little unreasonable, because there were many taverns in the neighborhood, and there were often many drunk people who crashed into it without their heads and brains, and then aggressively provoked the officers of the police station.

In this way, they had to arrest them. If only one or two are fine, then it's just a bit of fun, but if you run in three or four every night, it's a bit of a headache.

After all, the size of the guard's room is limited, and after the Franks figure out the rules, some people often use the same method to spend the night.

He soon arrived at the police station, where he was met by the young officer from last time, Bob.

"You're here, Mr. Ron?"

It seems that the muse is indeed saying hello.

"Hello, Officer Bob. Ron replied.

"Officer Ford is already waiting for you in the guard room, this way. ”

Following in Bob's footsteps, along the passage he had passed, Ron came to the small room where he had been. Through the window, Officer Ford can be seen sitting in a chair, and in front of him stands a middle-aged man with a languid expression.

Ford was a little unorthodox, and Ron thought to himself, didn't he know how to change rooms, even the one next to each other would be fine.

After knocking on the door, hearing the words "Please come in" from inside, Ron pushed the door open and walked in.

"We're meeting again!" said Ford, who looked enthusiastic, "Look at you, lad, how energetic you look now!"

This damn fallacy, Ron knows full well that he doesn't look good now.

"You too, Officer Ford. Since the last goodbye, you've been getting better and better. ”

The smile on Ford's face froze slightly, and then he smiled awkwardly and said, "Let's not talk about this for now, we have now controlled a few people who may have been in contact with Bit, but they have different descriptions of Bit, so you need to investigate." ”

"I'd love to," Ron took off his hat and placed it on the table, then looked at the middle-aged man, "Is this one of those people who might have been in contact with Bit?"

"That's right," Ford said, turning to the man, "Hey, tell me more about the old man you've met!"

The cops didn't treat these people well, even though they knew that even if they had ever been in contact with Bit, they were just innocent victims.

The middle-aged man spoke, "I...... I ...... a week ago"

"First of all, physiognomy!"

"Oh, good ......" the man quickly changed his words, "He's very old, huh...... That's right...... There is a scar on the eye......"

With that, Ron reached out and interrupted him, "Okay, you don't have to say any more. ”

Ford was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"It's not Bit, Bit doesn't have a scar on his eye. ”

Ford nodded, and then said to the middle-aged man, "Okay, you can get out!" next time remember to wipe your eyes clean, and don't contact people of unknown origin again!"

"Okay, good ......" The middle-aged man thanked Dade and hurriedly walked out of the guard room.

"Next!"

The next person who walked into the guard room was an old man in his fifties, and he replied in a panic: "I did see a strange old man, he is too old to look good, yes, older than me! Oh yes, I remember he had a seal around his waist, and if I read that correctly, it was the seal of the gods. Since I am a believer myself, I will pay extra attention to these. ”

Ron raised an eyebrow, "Where did you meet him?"

"At the door of my grocery store, he came to my grocery store to buy bread. ”

"And then?"

Then he left. The old man replied, "I have nothing to do with him. ”

"Where's your grocery store?"

"It's right on the streets of redstone. ”

Ford asked, "Is it Bit?"

Ron nodded, "That's right, it's him." It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the old man, though, but we can investigate Redstone Street a bit. ”

Ford thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Okay, you can get out, next!"

The next few people are not young, both men and women. But their accounts differed, and Ron was only sure that three of them had actually seen Bit.

But similarly, they have only had a brief contact with Bit, such as asking a question or saying hello.

In fact, Ron didn't think that any of these people had much to do with Bit, because Ron knew that if Bit wanted to experiment, he would be looking for young men, not such spiritless middle-aged men and women, let alone old men.

The only thing that could be taken out of their mouths was where Frank Frank had been, and Frank wasn't really big, so the information was of little use at all.

"Next!" Ford shouted at the top of his voice.

At this time, a young man walked in by pushing open the door.

(The young man cried and shouted: Big brother and sister vote!)