Love letters are not allowed in exorcism notes

Chapter 1012 I'll tell you a big secret
The tavern on the corner of Old Langton Street still kept its lights on in the thick fog that made no distinction between day and night.

The broken wind chimes at the door rang, and a thin figure staggered in.

The drinkers in the pub did not show any reaction to the uninvited guest, and they were not even interested in looking at him.

He sat down at the bar, stretched out his trembling fingers, and put down a crumpled bill.

"A glass of vodka."

"This little change is not enough."

"That's all I have, for God's sake."

The bartender frowned, took out the glass and poured him half a glass.

"Have mercy, give me some more."

The man wanted to persist, but the wind chimes at the door rang again. He quickly drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The strong alcohol burned his esophagus, making his facial features wrinkled.

"Damn Qing... Chinks?"

When the man saw the three yellow men walking in from outside, he suddenly felt regretful.

I shouldn't have been so anxious to drink.

He stared blankly at three people walking towards him. The leader took out a silver coin from his pocket and handed it to the bartender.

"I want to buy some fruit."

The bartender calmly put away the silver coins and asked, "What fruit?"

"Pineapple."

"Hold on."

As soon as the bartender turned around, Yan Yu'an heard the drunkard beside him chuckle and ask, "What news do you want to know?"

Yan Yu'an didn't want to pay attention to him, but the drunkard kept pestering him: "I know what you are talking about. The Rosicrucian Society has been reduced to selling intelligence for a living these days. The world is getting worse every year. Buy me a glass of wine and I can talk to you!"

There is no way to communicate with a drunkard. Yan Yu'an still ignored him, but Wang Yunxiao became interested in him.

Wang Yunxiao smelled the scent of ink from him.

This is not the smell of a professional intelligence businessman. It smells more like a newspaper reporter or a student.

Although he looked unshaven and skinny, he was not very old and did not look like a chronic alcoholic.

Maybe I can't afford it.

"I'll buy you a drink."

Taking out a silver dollar from his pocket and placing it in front of him, Wang Yunxiao sat down next to him and said, "What do you want to talk about? Tell me."

"Oh, thank God, you're so damn nice, you're not from here, are you?"

The man grabbed the silver dollar and held it in his hand. He stared at Wang Yunxiao and asked, "Have you seen a street sweeper?"

"never seen it."

"Have you never seen it, or don't know? But it doesn't matter. For the sake of money, I have to give you some advice. If you see those guys dressed like psychos, take a detour. The police at least abide by the law, but those bastards don't take the law seriously."

There is nothing strange about being recognized as a foreigner at first glance.

Wang Yunxiao and his companions were not familiar with the local customs and practices, so no matter how hard they disguised themselves, it would be impossible for them to be flawless. They could only choose to wear low-key and inconspicuous clothes.

Wang Yunxiao had no idea what the scavenger the man was talking about was.

But if you listen to people's advice and tell them to eat their fill, it means well, so you should appreciate it.

"Thank you. By the way, have you heard of the Moriarty Gang?"

"Moriarty..."

Hearing this name, the man instantly became nervous: "Did you provoke them?"

"Just saw a kid on the street claiming to be a member of Moriarty's gang."

"Oh, kid, that's probably a lie." The man lowered his voice and said, "Professor Moriarty is a dangerous person, very dangerous. If I were you, I would never provoke that kind of terrorist..."

As they were talking, the bartender came back and said to Yan Yu'an, "Please follow me."

Yan Yu'an looked at Wang Yunxiao: "Would you like to go together?"

Wang Yunxiao shrugged.

He didn't know what was going on with Keynes, so he might as well stay and listen to the drunkard's stories.

The drunkard did not use the silver dollar to buy wine. It was obvious that he needed the money for other things, so he looked at Wang Yunxiao with particularly earnest eyes.

I just hope that this outsider who is taking advantage of me can give me a bigger tip.

"What bad things has Professor Moriarty done?"

"Murder! He was responsible for many murders in the past few years, specifically targeting people in the Upper Town!"

The bartender coughed and interrupted, "Paul, don't talk nonsense. Even if you want to die, don't die here with me."

"Okay, okay, I just heard it from others."

The man waved his hands quickly. “Now if you meet those petty thieves on the street, especially children, they will say they are from Moriarty’s gang and use the professor’s name to scare people.”

He shrank under the bartender's death stare.

"Is there anything else you'd like to know? What's Uptown like?"

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, I really want to know, but I don’t think you are very professional.

“You’ve been uptown?”

"You may not believe this, but I am a student of the Royal Academy of Sciences."

"I really don't believe it."

You've become such a nobody, and you still want to be a Royal Academy of Sciences?
Feeling the contempt in Wang Yunxiao's eyes, Boll was very excited.

"You can ask me any question you want."

Did you graduate from the senior kindergarten class? I'm going to ask you a question.

Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment and asked casually, "What is the fifteenth digit after the decimal point of pi?"

"3!"

"You must be guessing!"

"3. 141592653589793, that's right! You asked a difficult question."

Then I have to know that too!
Wang Yunxiao said helplessly: "Don't ask, I believe it. So how did you, a top student of the Royal Academy of Sciences, end up like this?"

This topic stabbed Boll's sore spot like a knife, and the expression on his face suddenly fell.

"They dare not face reality and are unwilling to admit the truth."

"What reality?"

"There is no such thing as a Creator. The Creator is fake."

Boll sighed and said, "The whole Avalon Project is a complete scam. They were fooled from the beginning. But they are unwilling to admit it and treat my paper as a fantasy."

"Their research on microscopic physics has reached a dead end. With so much evidence before their eyes, they have turned a blind eye to it... This is what academic tycoons are like. They talk about science, but they don't believe in scientific falsification and are unwilling to admit that they are wrong in the slightest."

"But I know I'm right!"

When talking about topics he is good at, Boll suddenly became energetic.

"I've found the evidence! I wanted to have a drink to celebrate today. To be honest, this is really worth a drink. Can you buy me another drink? In exchange, I can tell you a shocking secret."

Wang Yunxiao did not comment and said, "What kind of secret?"

"The truth! The truth about those so-called higher dimensions! Do you understand quantum?"

(End of this chapter)