The scar was shocking, and Yulia calmly lowered her sleeve and said:

"Now the scar has grown to the elbow, and it is estimated that when it reaches the heart, it is my time of death."

"There will be a way."

Jiang Chenchuan replied in a deep voice.

"Only the Witch Sect can study curses, but since the Orthodox School took over the mainstream, the alchemists of the Witch Sect have disappeared from Polnia and cannot be found."

Yulia was a little lost.

"Trust me Yulia, I'll find a way to lift the curse."

"Thank you, Mr. Ewell."

Jiang Chenchuan's concern and commitment made Yulia feel unprecedented warmth, he smiled, and gave the carefully prepared gift, when she saw that it was candy, Yulia was directly stunned and looked at him with wide eyes.

"There is a new dessert house opposite my house, and I happened to pass by and buy it, I don't know if you will like it."

Jiang Chenchuan explained quietly, only to see the brilliance in Yulia's eyes dim little by little.

……

Two hours later,

Jiang Chenchuan returned to his residence, and when he left, he secretly stuffed Yulia with some money to make her live better, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Loqueren squeezing on the sofa and falling asleep, half of his body hanging on the side, Jiang Chenchuan lightly picked up the spare pillow and threw it on the floor next to him.

The cauldron in the kitchen is still steaming, and it is an ordinary happiness to be able to drink a bowl of hot soup in this cold weather.

Warming up his body, Jiang Chenchuan didn't wake up Loquelun, lightly put away his cane, sat down in the office, opened the drawer, and took out his notebook.

He skillfully recorded:

[Mission: Lift Yuria's Curse] (Find the Witch Sect)—[Important: Find "Original Sin"]

[Mission: Investigate the Intruder] (No clue yet)

According to the custom, Jiang Chenchuan would lean back in his chair and close his eyes to recuperate, and before the museum gave a mission, he would find a way to go to the Atlas Alchemy to seek answers in knowledge, and then find an opportunity to go to the Rockefeller Building to see if he could delve into the mystery of the omniscient eye and the corresponding academic report, and if he had the opportunity, he would take Nika to meet his father.

After waiting for a while, I picked up the notebook again, and the handwriting on it had been hidden, leaving only one text:

[Mission: Recently, members of the Witch Cult have arrived in Pornia. 】

[Mission: New Delegator]

"A new principal?"

Jiang Chenchuan was a little surprised, and secretly sneaked into the Heihe Detective Agency, looking ghostly, no matter how you look at it, it is a little weird.

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang......

Loqueren rubbed his head and sat up from the ground, looked around with an innocent look, then looked at the pillow under him, turned his head and greeted Jiang Chenchuan:

"Coming back, how is Miss Rena?"

"She's fine, it's fine, and it's estimated that she will be back to normal after a few days of rest."

Jiang Chenchuan replied while cleaning up the table, he planned to take a good rest later, and he hadn't even slept well in the past few days.

Naturally, Loqueren would not object, and after confirming the client's situation, he also planned to pack up and go back to his home to rest, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw some kind of red liquid seeping out from under the crack of the door next door, and there was a strange smell.

Just as he hesitated, the door was opened from the inside, and the girl, wearing a black blindfold and holding a red-dyed rag in her hand, was a little surprised to see Loqueren standing by the door, but quickly calmed down.

"This is the potion I just bought, and I accidentally broke it."

Hatsu pulled out a pile of broken glass out of nowhere and explained, she calmly crouched down to clean the red marks on the ground, and didn't seem to care what Lokren thought.

Inadvertently, Lokren caught a glimpse of the position of the collarbone in early winter, which seemed to be imprinted with some kind of imprint, like a pattern like the sun, and like a blooming flower.

Lockren didn't say anything, wrapped his thick scarf around him, and turned to walk downstairs.

This night, Jiang Chenchuan slept for a long time.

When he woke up, the windows were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and as soon as he got up, he was forced back by the cold outside the quilt, and the temperature dropped so much that he finally got up from the bed and took a hot shower to relieve himself.

Looking out from the balcony, there was a continuous drizzle, and even the light of the World Tree was obscured by the thick fog.

I wanted to go out to the Atlas Alchemy Courtyard, but I saw a letter from the museum on the table, which had just been delivered.

The autopsy report from the medical department said that all 13 passengers on the train had died in the explosion, and that the driver had the residual strength of the [Domination] sequence, and that he had also died from the explosion, and that the injuries were more serious due to his proximity to the center of the explosion.

The specific situation will be found in the museum, and if necessary, it is allowed to submit an application for relics support to the museum in the name of the third team.

Put on a thickened coat and hat and go out, the explosion has spread in Polnia, bringing extremely bad effects, causing the car dealership to usher in the second spring, Jiang Chenchuan came to the platform, there are only a few people on the platform, and the seats on the car are almost empty.

Jiang Chenchuan found a random seat on the tram and sat down, and Tole Claes was also on the tram, sitting next to Jiang Chenchuan, looking around with vigilant eyes under his hat.

The Public Security Department of the bombing incident was no longer allowed to intervene, so he could only investigate privately, saying that the murderer would return to the scene after committing the crime, but for several days, he turned around the three-track line several times, but did not find a single clue.

Flipping through the "Queen's Morning Post" on the newspaper shelf, Toler rubbed his hands coldly beside him, let out a breath of mist, glanced at Jiang Chenchuan, accompanied by the steam whistle, silent all the way.

Without any incident, I arrived at the museum without incident, cocked my neckline, picked up my cane, and walked off the platform.

As soon as I entered the museum, I received the good news that Nika had woken up, and went up the stairs of the medical department to the inpatient ward, the door of the ward was ajar, and there was a warm air flow out, slowly pushing it open, it was a very normal room, with a simple layout, mainly white, and not too many things were placed.

The bed is very close to the window, and when you turn your head, you can see the continuous industrial area and the gray sky outside.

Nika was half sitting and half leaning on the head of the bed, her face pale, her expression weak but flat, and she didn't even react much to the noise.

"How does it feel?"

Jiang Chenchuan slowly walked to the side of the hospital bed and moved a stool to sit down.

Nika turned his head slowly, and saw that Jiang Chenchuan didn't speak, since the relics were separated, he had lost his strength and began to lose weight, and now he had reached the point of being skinny.

"Don't worry, if you want anything, you can tell me directly, I will try my best to satisfy you, I have inquired, your father is buried in the Bloody Hunt Cemetery, if he can, he hopes to see you."

Nika didn't speak, and Jiang Chenchuan waited silently until a long, long time passed like this.

"I don't have much to live."

Nika spoke suddenly, his voice hoarse, sounding like he didn't have much strength.

"We will give you the best treatment in the whole of England North ......"

"It's useless."

Nika interrupted Jiang Chenchuan's words.

He said:

"I know how my body is, there are only a few days left, take me to see it while the weather is not completely cold."