"You mean Master Bruns is there too?"

In a room of the Eastern Regions Apothecary Guild, branch leader Owen Yuan stared at the eyeliner of the report. The half-pumpty dumpty man with a striking head and a mustache www.biquge.info had a very comical mouth wide open, as if he had an expression of disbelief.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. The spy replied, "Master Bruns was in the apothecary when our men arrived. ”

"How is this possible......" The chubby President Owen could no longer sit calmly in his chair. He jumped up like a spring in his buttocks, "dropped" to the ground like a ball that had been ejected, and "rolled" back and forth in the room in panic.

"Did he know that we were lying to him?" Mr. Owen, who had climbed all the way to the position of "Apothecary Master" and the branch leader of the Eastern Regions Apothecary Guild, couldn't help but become suspicious: "It was he who took Malcoln away, and the injuries suffered by Harry were actually his hands?"

"Well, Lord Owen. The spy cautiously reminded, "At that time, the captain of the guard claimed that Master Bruns arrived after them, and I think ......"

"What do you know!" the distraught fat old man asked angrily, "He just needs to do everything and go out for a walk around to fool the idiot guards." And even if he didn't do it, as long as he saw Harry, he would know everything!"

"There must still be a remnant of the old fellow in the guild...... Yes, there must be!" he grinded his teeth as he spoke, "Otherwise how would Bruns have known that old fellow lives there?" ”

"Wait...... It could also be the secret of the other old guys. ”

"Damn, is it in his hands......

The chattering voice gradually became softer, and the ball named Owen "rolled" back and forth three more times in the deep groan, as if in great distress. And just when the spy thought that he could retire, the fat old man suddenly raised his head sharply and asked sharply.

"You said Master Bruns went into the apothecary, what did he do in there, did he take any notes or anything like that?"

"Uh......" The spy recalled slightly, and then replied, "He just walked around the pharmacy with a frown, and he didn't ...... Oh yes, he took a couple of light blue potions as he left, and he seemed to be smiling on his face. ”

"Pale blue potion?" Owen's eyes widened, and something popped into his mind. Could that be the finished Mental Booster Potion? Maybe Malken found out he forgot to take it when he left with Bruns, so Brun will go back to the apothecary again!

"Yes. ”

"Do you see what kind of potion it is?" Consciously grasping the key "fat ball", it bounced in front of the spy, stretched out two hands and grabbed the other party's arms, and asked eagerly: "Is there any similar potion left in that store?" ”

"This ...... Actually, I secretly took one when I went in. With some trepidation, the spy took out a light blue potion from his bag. As people who are begging for a living at the bottom, it has almost become a habit for people like them to pick up something when they encounter certain situations.

"To me, this seems like an ordinary fever-reducing ......"

"Idiot!" President Owen impatiently snatched the potion bottle from the other party's hand, and then carefully held it in the palm of his hand, "How can this be some ordinary fever reducer....... Belch. ”

Halfway through his hurried reprimand, the chubby elder suddenly lost his voice as if he had been stuck in the neck by a fish bone. Because at a glance, with his years of experience in pharmacy, the light blue potion in front of him, which should be "extraordinary", seems to be ...... It really seems to be an ordinary antipyretic potion......

But...... How is this possible?

Owen shouted in disbelief.

Bruns is a once-in-a-millennium potion genius, a potion master known as the "Immortal Rose"! Imagine how such an outstanding figure could have run back to Malcoln's pharmacy for a few ordinary antipyretic potions?

Is this just a disguise?

For a moment, President Owen stared at the potion with a pale blue halo, almost as if he wanted to see a flower in it. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he jerked the cork off the potion bottle, put the mouth of the bottle under his nose and sniffed it vigorously.

That's right!

He shouted excitedly in his heart.

This doesn't smell right!

"It's definitely not a fever reducer!" The "potion master" who thought he had discovered the truth excitedly and firmly shouted, "This potion looks like an ordinary antipyretic potion, but the ingredients in it are different from the antipyretic potion!"

I knew it!

Master Owen, whose face was flushed, cheered and jumped with joy in the bottom of his heart as if he was in heat.

I knew how the dignified "Unwithered Rose" could have made a special trip for a few antipyretics!

Mental Enhancement Elixir, you still fell into my hands after all!

The red "ball" "rolled" happily around the huge room, and seeing that his master was in an inexplicable excitement, the spy stood aside cautiously, looking uncertain.

After a long time, the rolling ball finally stopped. The elder, who realized that he had a bit of a gaffe, immediately coughed lightly, and tried to hold up a bit of majesty again while hiding his embarrassment.

"Roy, you're doing a great job. I'll leave this potion here. ”

"Yes, Lord Owen. Spy Roy hurriedly lowered his head and asked cautiously, "My lord, do you need us to send someone to find the traces of Malcoln and his granddaughter?"

"No, you don't have to look for them yet. Owen shook his head and said, "Now they are probably with Master Bruns, and even if they find us, it is impossible for us to capture him back, and there will be a head-on conflict with Master Bruns." ”

"Malken will definitely go out of the city, you just need to arrange for people to keep an eye on the city gates. If you find any signs of them, come back and let me know, and send someone to keep an eye on them so I can see where they have gone. ”

"The academic exchange meeting is coming, and we will leave for the Holy White City in the next two days. Master Bruns has no evidence that we framed Malken. Because of the face of the headquarters, he will not turn against us on the bright side, but he is not easy to deal with after all, and we must not provoke him head-on. ”

"Yes. ”

Roy nodded solemnly, and then asked as if he had thought of something, "So, Lord Harry, ...... him?"

"Him?"

Owen glanced at the spy in front of him, then retracted his gaze to the potion in his hand.

"Throw it away. ”