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Chapter 1019 Research Direction and Life Interest

Cheng Feng and Yan Yu'an did not hesitate for long and immediately got down to work, starting to look for Professor Maxwell's research report separately.

This requires very professional intelligence analysis capabilities and a high level of cultural literacy obtained through advanced studies in a higher education institution.

Otherwise you won’t even understand what the professor is writing.

Wang Yunxiao obviously had neither, so he could only wander around with his hands in his pockets.

Through the window, you can see college students in the school square wearing ochre-red school uniforms and plaid vests, with innocent expressions on their faces, as if they are indifferent to the sufferings of the world.

If they were allowed to maintain this academic atmosphere for another hundred years, it would be truly terrifying.

But this kind of thing mostly exists only in Yilin's manuscripts.

Just now when they were walking over, two students came up to them stealthily and asked them if they had brought any leaves.

There were a lot of messy things in the office, and there were also a lot of complicated machines. Wang Yunxiao resisted the urge to touch anything, because he didn't know if he would trigger any alarm.

He really couldn't understand the professor's manuscript. It wasn't because of his cultural level, but mainly because the English grammar of this era was different from that of a hundred years later, and there was also the influence of the academic world's admiration for the strong...

Just as papers in later generations had to be translated into English or quoted from English, academic manuscripts of this era would occasionally contain some German, French, and even Latin.

Not to mention ordinary people, even the professor's students may not be able to sort out the manuscript smoothly.

This is also the main reason why it takes several years or even decades to organize the notes and manuscripts of many famous scholars after their death.

Wang Yunxiao walked all the way to the end of the office and found a movable newspaper board.

To put it simply, it looks like a simple teaching whiteboard, but it records all kinds of news and is constantly being updated.

The most recently updated piece of news at the top was about a student from the flight club who died in a skydiving accident at the observatory.

In addition to these real-time news, there is also a printer next to it that can automatically print out the news and place it in a storage basket nearby.

Wang Yunxiao took a quick look and saw the top page with a large title saying "Does Professor Moriarty really exist?"

"...According to information leaked by relevant sources, several recent murders are related to a criminal group called the 'Moriarty Gang', whose core leader calls himself Professor Moriarty..."

"...a criminal genius, there is absolutely no clue as to the motive or the perpetrator..."

"...The famous detective Mr. Holmes remained silent about this. Does this silence mean that he can do nothing about it, or does it mean that some kind of force majeure forces him to remain silent..."

"…Then we can't help but ask, does the perfect crime really exist? Does Professor Moriarty really exist?"

"…Is there some hidden political factor behind these cases…"

Does the professor usually read these things? He seems quite leisurely and elegant.

Wang Yunxiao looked around and felt that there shouldn't be any big problem, so he reached out and picked up the top page and continued reading.

"Well-known collector Stephen was murdered at home..."

"…The perpetrators robbed some money but left no fingerprints. In addition, a batch of collectibles from the New World disappeared. The police issued a reward notice, hoping that enthusiastic people who know the specific situation of this batch of collections will go to the police station to provide clues…"

"Former Imperial Navy Rear Admiral Hilton died at home..."

"…The perpetrators robbed some money and some of the general's precious collections, including the dragon talisman of the Ming Navy fleet seized in the Battle of Malacca, and the Onimusha armor of the Fuso Navy…"

"Mr. Johnson, a famous philanthropist, a successful social figure, and the president of Lulan Petroleum Company, died of an overdose at home..."

"…Although no money was lost, there were signs that the private safe in Mr. Johnson's home had been pried open. According to clues provided by insiders, the top management of Lulan Oil Company recently unanimously agreed to go to the New World to mine oil, which clearly violated the Avalon Basic Agreement…"

Wang Yunxiao frowned slightly and looked at the pictures one by one.

Time passed by minute by minute. When the sun gradually slanted outside the window, Wang Yunxiao finished reading all the news copies in his hand, raised his hand and looked at his watch.

25 minutes past fourteen.

They had been in the office for more than two hours, and even if Professor Maxwell didn't have classes in the afternoon, it didn't mean he wouldn't come back.

This means the risks are growing.

"How's it going with you over there?"

"Not even close."

Cheng Feng replied in a low voice: "This old man has a very wild mind... He wants to study everything from X-ray scanning to the sea of ​​ether, but I think this is what Holmes is looking for..."

"what?"

"Perpetual motion machine!"

As they were talking, there was a sound of approaching footsteps outside the door.

The three of them looked up at the same time, holding their breath.

"Professor! Professor?"

A female student's panicked voice came from outside the door.

The professor is not here.

Then Wang Yunxiao and the others heard the sound of the key being inserted into the door lock.

Damn, are all the students at Landon so lawless nowadays?
Wang Yunxiao flashed behind the door and held down the female student who rushed in the moment the door opened.

The girl struggled in vain for a few times, but found that she could not escape at all, so she quickly calmed down.

This is a scavenger.

To speak human language, he was just like the three of them, dressed like a ghost, except without the bird-beak mask.

"I won't report you. Just let me get one thing and I'll leave right away!"

Seeing that the other party seemed to be cooperating, Wang Yunxiao slightly loosened his hands that were covering her mouth and nose. Unexpectedly, the other party acted as if he had a criminal record and said something shocking.

Is your professor's office a place where treasure is buried?

The most appropriate way to deal with this situation, of course, is not to knock the girl unconscious, tie her up, or kill her to silence her, because if that happens, Professor Maxwell will notice something is wrong when he returns.

Seeing that his identity did not seem to be seen through, and he was regarded as an accomplice, Wang Yunxiao cooperated and asked tentatively: "What do you want to take?"

"One of the mechanical puppets in the emergency braking device that the professor made last year has lost control! We must stop it immediately!"

Wang Yunxiao slowly let go of his hand. The girl took a step forward, looked around, and couldn't help scratching her head and said, "Did you see that thing? Help me find it!"

I don't even know what that thing looks like.

Wang Yunxiao spread his hands, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

The girl stamped her feet and ran to a mechanical bird on the windowsill that looked like a handicraft. She cleared her throat and said, "I'm Suya, Suya Cavendish. Please help me contact the professor. I have something urgent to talk to him about."

The two ruby ​​eyes of the mechanical bird suddenly flashed with a strange light.

(End of this chapter)