Mage Joan

"Since Ruby brought you here, why did she refuse to show herself?" Joanne asked Mrs. Josephine.

"Ruby doesn't like your mentor. To be precise, he is a little afraid of him, so he doesn't want to be close to any occasions that leave his smell."

Joan thought about it, and the instructor did come to his laboratory for inspections, and the smell was still reasonable. Unexpectedly, Ruby even cared about this little detail.

Due to Ruby's fear of the instructor, Joan naturally thought that yesterday evening, on the way to the ball, the instructor was joking about Ruby in the carriage.

Although "Miss Ruby" has the intelligence level of an adult, she still looks like a little girl who has not grown up on the psychological level. It seems that she can't distinguish real hostility and jokes. She was terrified by Professor Moriarty's three words, and it was really funny. .

However, in the blink of an eye, Joan remembered that when he first met Ruby on the top of the Bailun Mountain, he also had a murderous opportunity against her, which led to her misunderstanding...If Ruby knew his true thoughts at that time, I am afraid Will treat him and his mentor as the same thing.

Mrs. Josephine found that he was dazed and laughed and laughed: "As soon as I mentioned my little Ruby, your whole person has become a soul, are you thinking about her? Don't be embarrassed to admit, in fact Ruby likes you too ."

Qiao An was afraid that the misunderstanding would get deeper and deeper, and he shook his head again and again, explaining intentionally, but he didn't know where to start.

When embarrassed, Mrs. Josephine changed the subject empathetically and helped him out of the embarrassment.

"Joan, does Trofim also work in this laboratory?"

"The mentor is in another laboratory, and his research topic is "Variola virus", which requires much higher environment than me."

"Variola virus" is different from "entomized virus". The latter can only be spread by blood, but the former can be spread by air, so Professor Mogliatti's working environment must be strictly isolated from the outside world.

After listening to his explanation, Mrs. Josephine nodded, seemingly inadvertently asking: "All come, it is better to go to Trofim by the way. If you can spare your time, can you help me lead the way?"

"Of course I will be happy to help you, but the instructor is still entertaining guests at this time, not in the laboratory, and you will not see him when you go."

"Well, can you tell me, which noble guest is Trofim with?" Mrs. Josephine looked at Joan with a smile.

Joan opened his mouth and his face immediately became extremely stiff.

It was only at this time that he realized that he had just said extra words, and he wished to sew his troubled mouth!

However, it is too late to regret now. Under the eyes of Mrs. Josephine's beautiful eyes with a strong sense of oppression, he could not escape and had to confide the truth.

"The tutor's guest is...Ms. Betty."

Mrs. Josephine frowned slightly, seeming to search for the name in her memory, and after a while asked Joan.

"Does the lady you speak of Betty refer to the half-drow Warlock of Fort Daning, Betty Francois Fantine."

Joan wiped his cold sweat and nodded with difficulty.

Mrs. Josephine still smiled, as if surprised by the news, she stood up happily.

"It's a coincidence! My betty and I are also old acquaintances, so I rarely have the opportunity to meet up. It's better to say hi to her in the past."

"You better not go!"

Joan tried to block it. However, as soon as he spoke, he realized that he had done another counterproductive stupid thing.

"Why can't I go?" Mrs. Josephine seemed to laugh, "shouldn't there be anything...not a human activity?"

Joan couldn't really answer this question. He closed his mouth, so he didn't say anything wrong.

"Don't worry, I just used to say hello to my old friends and it won't hinder them."

Mrs. Josephine picked up her handbag and turned to the door.

Seeing her firm stance, Joan knew that she couldn't stop it, so she had to keep up with her scalp.

Later, in case of a fight, you are at the scene, so that you can stop a bit, so as not to kill someone.

The two came one after the other, thinking about each other, and hurried across the courtyard to the door of the big house.

Before entering the door, Joan heard a hysterical laughter, floating through the open window of the bathroom, clearly Ms. Betty's voice.

This weird, almost terrifying laughter was really not something that a mentally capable woman could send out, and Joan couldn't help but stop, guessing what she was guilty of.

Mrs. Josephine apparently also heard the movements in the room. A suspicion flashed across her face, and was immediately replaced by an uncontrollable anger. She opened the door angrily and rushed in.

Joan stood blankly at the half-open door, at a loss.

Soon afterwards, Mrs. Josephine yelled angrily in the room, followed by a shrill glass shattering, which made him tremble and rushed into the house.

Joan followed the noisy movement and searched all the way to the bathroom on the first floor.

Pushing the door and looking in, Professor Moriarty and Ms. Betty were soaking in the hot spring bath. Their lower body was soaked in the pool water with sulfur vapor, and their faces were obscured by the mist, and they looked blurred.

Joan quickly touched the "prosthetic eye" to turn on the "Mist Sight", and at the same time approached the bath, observing these two strange-looking people nearby.

The instructor and Ms. Betty were soaked in the hot spring water, but they seemed to be lying naked in the ice storage. Their uncontrolled skin tremors were so intense that they almost convulsed.

Their expressions were eccentric, their gaze glimpsed, penetrating the angry Mrs. Josephine across from them, and projected towards infinity, and their facial muscles flew a spasm from time to time, followed by a twisted smile, as if watching a A comedy that only two of them can see.

The scene in front of him made Joan both worried and confused.

It took a few seconds to recover, and I found broken glass scraps scattered around my feet, which seemed to be the remains of a wine bottle or a kettle.

The glass debris is also mixed with a pool of light green liquid, exuding a strong and dizzying fragrance.

Joan was no stranger to this smell, and immediately recognized that it was "Dianluo", a specialty drink of Fort Daning. To put it plainly, it was a powerful addictive hallucinogen.

Seeing the hallucinations flowing all over the place, Joan turned back to observe the strange expressions of the tutor and Ms. Betty, and immediately realized that they must have taken the hallucinations excessively and were in a state of hallucinations that were divorced from reality.

Mrs. Josephine, who seemed to hate "drug abuse", grabbed the container containing the phantom as soon as she entered the door, and shattered it on the spot.

Professor Moriarty turned a blind eye to the angry uninvited guest and reached out to grab the medicine bottle. As a result, he grabbed a glass ballast. His finger was cut and bleeding, and he still didn't care, and turned to grab the porcelain cup by the bath.

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