[Refused, actually rejected the invitation of such a great beauty, it's a pity, it's a pity wow! 】

[What's a pity about this, it can be seen from words and deeds alone, the two people's concepts are completely different, and they are also the kind of hedging, even if Lynn joins in, there is no possibility of helping each other. 】

[Though but....... Who is that character just now, and why haven't you seen it in the previous game? 】

[Upstairs, it's not a full CG collection.,Although I haven't seen it.,But there's actually a mention of Corina in the plot.,But maybe it's not much to do with the main story.,So it only exists in other people's mouths.】 】

I see....... It doesn't matter if he has so much, the plot or something, it doesn't matter. 】

[The important thing is that Lynn is handsome, and mom loves love! 】

[Can a male mother claw!!] 】

“.......”

Lynn looked at the noise of the barrage, smiled, and ignored them.

"Gotta go back....... I thought it was a good thing to be called over, but it turned out to be a waste of sight......"

"Blazer-san!"

Lynn looked back at where the voice had come from.

"Please wait a minute."

The chestnut-haired girl gasped and stopped in front of him, then handed him the stack of papers in her arms.

"Miss Christine has told me to leave this to you."

"It's ......."

"Wilmot's Materials."

"Oh?"

Lynn narrowed her eyes, then changed to a smile.

He stretched out his hand to take the information: "Thank you, and thank you for me, Senior Sister Christine." ”

The chestnut-haired girl nodded and turned to leave.

[Huh? Since Lynn had already rejected her, why did she give him the information? 】

[Upstairs is still a student, one more friend is far more than one more enemy, although Lynn rejected her invitation just now, but in fact it will not have any impact at all, but it will make people look at him with admiration, thinking that this is a person who can be wooed. 】

[That is, I only give information, I feel that it is less, and I should make a promise. One time is not enough, you have to look at the thatched house three times! 】

[Chaos, is the Sangu Thatched House used in this place!] Give me back my Xinhua dictionary!! 】

[Correction, that should exist in the dictionary.] 】

“.......”

Take your eyes off the barrage that is gradually distorting.

Lynn walked down the delicate path of the academy as she flipped through the materials in her hand.

The level of detail in this information is outrageous.

From the scene at the time of birth, to some unknown hobbies, to the details of the family background, the level of detail is definitely not something that ordinary people can easily investigate.

It may be precisely because Corina and the others have a good relationship with them that they can collect so much in a short period of time.

Lynn frowned slightly after a cursory glance.

"Judging from this intelligence, Wilmot's recent behavior trajectory is not too abnormal."

"He stays at the college from Monday to Friday, and only goes out on weekends, but he doesn't travel alone, but he takes his 'companion' to walk around Silver Avenue, or go around for a while, find a place to stay at night, and only return to school before the bell rings on Monday morning."

"And the people around him who have in-depth contacts are basically not too many people outside the school, most of them are students in the college, and the interpersonal relationship is not complicated."

"As for the character, it's also old-fashioned, and there is not much difference."

"On the surface, although this information is detailed, it does not lead to any key points."

[Ah Zhe, damn it, it seems that the ability of the other side is not very good. 】

[You can't blame others, after all, the Rose Society is an organization that can't be put on the table, and since Wilmot is one of them, he must be careful. 】

[Yes, this kind of bright expression must be done sufficiently, and no one knows what will happen behind the scenes. 】

[For example, before going to bed at night, fainting your companions first, and then going to do your own thing, is also a way to cover up, right? 】

[Huh? What's that....... Do you really get dizzy? 】

[I have enough flow tubes, the specific way and process of dizziness, please be careful!!] 】

[Isn't there already a story upstairs? 】

What are you talking about? I don't understand, huh? (Yellow barrage)】

“.......”

Lynn shook her head helplessly.

After these days of contact, he can understand what kind of ingredient the barrage is.

They can indeed give themselves some help and analyze some things with themselves, but this situation will not last long, as soon as someone starts to take the topic crookedly, the subsequent barrage will be completely crooked, and they will never be able to find out what the original topic was.

They care more about what will bring them pleasure than serious discussions.

Lynn didn't look at the barrage again, and continued to look through the information in her hand, trying to see if she could find some clues from it.

Even when he left the school gate, he only briefly identified the direction of the carriage that picked him up, and continued to look down and study.

It's just that when walking, it's easy to have problems if you don't concentrate.

The moment she realized that her body was about to collide with others, Lynn's first reaction was to grab the paper in her hand.

It was this difference in thought that caused him to want to turn his body to the side for the second time and avoid the person in front of him, but it was too late.

"Ouch, hey—"

Lynn staggered to steady herself and subconsciously said, "I'm sorry." ”

He raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man in front of him who almost fell to the ground, and asked, "Sir, are you okay?" ”

"No, it's fine."

The man straightened up, looked down and tugged at his clothes, then looked up at him and whispered sorry.

Lynn nodded, put away the papers, and continued to walk forward; The man also nodded sharply in response, leaving in the opposite direction to him.

At the moment of passing by, Lynn's gaze inadvertently fell on the thread of the man's shirt, and the man didn't seem to notice his gaze, still walking slowly in front of him unhurriedly.

It's been a long time since the school bell rang. Because of this, the flow of people at the gate of the academy was very small, so small that the distance between the two people was enough to pull out a large unoccupied space that was slowly expanding, and in the midst of it, only the glow of the setting sun remained here.

Coming to the carriage, Lynn did not step into the carriage in the respectful voice of the coachman, but stopped in front of it, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared.

"Xhosa."

He called the coachman's name and whispered.

"Keep up with him."

The coachman's expression did not change much, only nodded slightly, and then, his figure slowly dissolved into the shadows.

Lynn raised her head slightly, staring through the decorative glass on the carriage at the man's increasingly indistinct back.

"Looks like I've been noticed."