A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 605: Unsolvable White Hair

"Wuming, thank you so much this time!" In the ward, Kamijou Touma, who was wrapped like a mummy, expressed his gratitude sincerely.

And he seems to be in good spirits.

Although Kamijou Touma is now seriously injured, to a large extent... no, it can even be said that almost all of the injuries were caused by Lin Wuming, but he is not an ungrateful person.

At least Kamijou Touma could understand the cause and effect of the events clearly.

——In the emergency situation at that time, Lin Wuming was hit by those "feathers" in order to save himself.

Looking at the white hair on Lin Wuming's forehead, it was clear that he had indeed been attacked by magic.

If Lin Wuming had not acted decisively and forcibly "called" his right hand to exorcise the demon, the consequences would have been disastrous!
I've just heard from Stiyl and Kanzaki Kaoru about the terrifying power of those "feathers".

Even the experts among these two magicians said that the fact that only one person was injured and hospitalized in the incident was a blessing from God.

Kamijou Touma felt that the fact that he was the one injured wasn't necessarily a bad thing. He always had a positive attitude. This time, he was only injured and hospitalized, but he saved his life. And most importantly, he successfully saved Index and lifted the curse that required her to erase her memories every year.

We are very lucky to have achieved this goal!

Not to mention, Lin Wuming also took the initiative to cover all the expenses during his hospitalization, which made Kamijou Touma feel that he had finally come to the end of his hardship and that his luck was finally starting to change.

Not to mention the easily satisfied Kamijou Touma, Lin Wuming turned his attention to the silver-haired nun in the room - Index from "A Certain Magical Index".

"Ms. Index, it's great to see you wake up." Lin Wuming greeted with a smile.

"Hello... hello, Mr. Lin Wuming." Index seemed a little reserved.

Unlike Kamijou Touma, who is already very familiar to Index, in her view, although Lin Wuming is also a good person who has helped her, he is ultimately classified as a "stranger".

So it was naturally impossible for him to be as reckless as he was towards Kamijou Touma, and he could even bite his head at will.

Index knew that the boy in the wheelchair in front of her, like Kamijou Touma, almost paid the price of his life to save her last night.

Just look at the streak of white hair on his forehead.

Even though she had lost consciousness at the time and it was the Automatic Secretary who injured Lin Wuming, Index still felt very guilty and could not even raise her head when facing Lin Wuming.

"Ms. Index, you don't have to worry about this," Lin Wuming said soothingly, "Protecting this city is also my responsibility, so even if it wasn't to save you, I would have taken action in the situation yesterday."

Hearing that she almost caused more casualties among innocent citizens yesterday, Index felt even more guilty.

"Hey, get to the point!" Stiyl said unhappily.

"Help me take a look at this." Lin Wuming touched the white bangs on his forehead. "These white hairs are so strange. I can only think that this is some kind of magical effect, right?"

"It regenerated immediately after being cut off, and the hospital didn't find any problems..." Kamijou Touma looked at his right hand wrapped in plaster. "It really is an abnormal power. I wonder if my right hand..."

"You should take good care of your injuries first." Lin Wuming shook his head and said, "Don't forget, it was because of your 'Imagine Breaker' that you ended up like this last night."

If Fantasy Breaker could really solve the problem of these gray hairs, then they wouldn't have existed in the first place. "Uh... excuse me?" Kamijou Touma scratched his head with his left hand.

"No, what I mean is that thanks to your help, otherwise it wouldn't just be a matter of these few gray hairs." Lin Wuming shook his head and looked at Index again. "Ms. Index, I heard that you have a deep knowledge of magic, so can you see what's going on with me?"

Index observed it carefully, touching the white hair with her fingers and studying it for a long time.

Finally, he frowned deeply and shook his head helplessly: "I'm sorry, I don't see any problem either. In fact, throughout historical records, there are very few cases of people surviving the 'Dragon King's Sigh', so there is no similar case at all. And..."

"And there's no trace of magic at all." Kanzaki Kaori continued, "Stiyl and I checked yesterday."

"Yes." Index nodded in agreement, then looked at Kamisaki Kaori with a complicated expression.

Because the "collar" spell imposed on her body has been lifted, Index no longer needs to be forced to delete her memory from now on, so Kamisaki Kaori and Stiyl naturally do not need to play the role of villains.

After Index woke up this morning, Kamisaki Kaori and Stiyl revealed their identities and resolved the previous misunderstanding.

However, for Index, she played hide-and-seek with these two "evil" magicians so many times throughout the past year, and her footprints even spanned half the globe.

Now telling her that they have suddenly turned from enemies into allies...it is still a little hard to accept for a while.

"Okay..." Even Index couldn't figure it out, so Lin Wuming could only give up pursuing these white hairs.

The only person left who might know the truth is probably Chairman Aleister, right?
"Don't worry too much," Kanzaki Kaoru said soothingly, "I'll ask the Supreme Bishop when I get back. Maybe she'll know something."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Lin Wuming said.

Then he said goodbye and left without disturbing the people here.

"Senior Wuming, how is it?"

Seeing Lin Wuming and Hufeng Toumi leave the ward, Misaka Mikoto, who was waiting outside the door, immediately asked.

"No results." Lin Wuming shook his head and touched the white hair on his forehead. "I can't see any problems with Miss Index either."

"Maybe there really isn't a problem?" Misaka Mikoto said, "Senior Wuming doesn't need to worry too much."

Lin Wuming raised his finger and used his telekinesis to cut off the strand of white hair.

The hair slowly fell down - like feathers - but before they landed on Lin Wuming's palm, they had already disintegrated in mid-air, turning into a bunch of tiny specks of light.

At the same time, that strand of white hair stubbornly reappeared at its original position on the forehead.

"Such a strange phenomenon," Lin Wuming said, pointing to his forehead, "Do you think I can just ignore it..."

"It's really weird," Misaka Mikoto admitted.

Who knows if this is some kind of time bomb that will explode suddenly when no one is prepared...

(End of this chapter)