Unspeakable bubbles

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"Bubble, you...you want to find evidence that the moon is a spaceship?"

"You got it right." The little girl smiled.

"Ha ha"

"Hahahaha!"

After Petty laughed, he gave the little girl a thumbs up: "This is so much fun, include me!"

"kindness"

The little girl nodded: "Bubble is the captain, and you are team member number one."

"Murata"

The little girl looked at the boy with a subtle expression: "Do you want to be team member number two?"

"...The Fifth Kind of Contact Society hasn't had any formal club activities for a long time."

Ryo Murata made up his mind: "Count me in too!"

"Great."

The little girl looked satisfied: "Patty, Murata, what do you think we should do next?"

"Hey, Captain, you...you don't have a concrete plan?"

"without"

"..."

"Okay, okay, let me think about it."

Murata Ryo covered his face, feeling his hard-won enthusiasm vanish in an instant.

"How about we borrow a telescope from the astronomy club?"

Murata suggested, "How about observing the shape of the moon every night, recording it, and comparing the results?"

"I feel that there is no point in observing with a telescope."

Petty shook his head: "If you could find evidence like this, those astronomers would have already made a world-shaking discovery."

"Then what suggestions do you have?" Murata Ryo asked in return.

"let me see"

Petty pondered for a moment: "I think close observation and research are very necessary."

"We can't go up to the moon, so how can we observe it up close?" Murata couldn't help but laugh.

"Idiot, in all these years, hasn't anything ever fallen from the moon?"

"You, you mean..."

"A lunar meteorite?!"

Section 524, Chapter 523: The Fastest Girl

"Our next goal is to find the meteorite. Bubble, it's up to you now."

Murata Ryo thought to himself, since Bubble was able to find out that the author of the article was Brown Peters, it means that she must have some connections.

'Speaking of which, Bubble seems to be a member of the Sien nobility as well.'

Murata Ryo was somewhat relieved; without the bubbles, the next step simply couldn't have been taken.

"Murata, this is completely not going to work."

Petty shook his finger: "If even meteorites have to be found by Bubble asking his family for help, then there's no point in having 'Team Member One' and 'Team Member Two'."

"Huh?"

"What I mean is, we are not researchers, so the observation and research step can be left to the professionals."

"However, the meteorite must be found by the few of us ourselves!"

"That's right, that's right," the little girl nodded.

If everything is left to Croft and his team, even if the 'truth' is eventually revealed, Bubble will find it very uninteresting.

"Understood?"

"Phew, okay, I misunderstood before."

"But......"

Murata scratched his head: "Where are we supposed to find meteorites at the academy?"

"Gather information first."

Petty asked, "Do you have a connection with the head of the news agency?"

"She interviewed our club once, and I can only say that I recognize her face."

"Well, it seems like it'll be up to me and Bubble to handle this."

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Sander silently replaced his master's cup with a cup of hot tea. The butler glanced at William, who was staring blankly at the secret report, and chose to swallow the words that were already on the tip of his tongue.

'The head of the family is acting strangely today. It's already noon, and he's not handling any official business; he's just staring blankly at that piece of paper.'

Sander was very curious about the contents of the paper, but he didn't steal a glance. Instead, he bowed slightly and quietly withdrew.

"..."

William was lost in thought for a while, and then he couldn't help but read the secret report again carefully.

'The Yog family is trading with the Great Plains? Has Earl Yog have gone mad?'

Even now, William has a sense of absurdity.

Doesn't that young count know about the tense relationship between the kingdom and the grasslands?

Why was she so open to trade at this time, and with such fanfare? What was she thinking?

The thought of 'Should I teach her a lesson?' naturally popped into William's mind.

William Boyle had never forgotten how the Yog family had thoroughly humiliated his butler just over a month ago.

Now is the perfect opportunity to get our revenge!

However, knowing full well that the two families had a bad relationship, they still eagerly handed over their weaknesses to him...

"Hmm, let's test the waters first."

With the initiative now in his hands, William wasn't in a hurry to get revenge. He decided to write another letter and send it to the Yogtis.

'Hmph, Bubble Yog, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation in the end, I'll make sure you can't recover from this collusion!'

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"Wenwen!"

After the three of them had wandered around the academy for a while, they finally found the president of the news agency in a tree.

"Huh? Don't shout so loudly, who are you?"

Wenwen climbed down from the tree, annoyed. She was startled when she saw the bubbles.

"Hey, Feng, the disciplinary committee member!"

“I’m Murata, from the Fifth Kind of Contact Society. You interviewed me before.”

Murata, somewhat embarrassed by the question "Who are you?", tries to help Aya, who looks quite flustered, remember him.

"Murata... I remember now, you're that useless company president who has absolutely no talent and likes to collect magazines to satisfy your weird fantasies!"

"Uh"

Murata Ryo's face darkened. He was about to retort when Petty stopped him.

"Hmph, Wenwen, don't try to change the subject."

Patty gave a malicious smile: "You were taking pictures of me just now, weren't you?"

"nonsense!"

Wenwen's eyes widened: "Even though you're in the student council, these days everything needs to be based on evidence. You can't just make things up!"

"Your angle just now, hmm? It was perfect for taking a picture of the playground."

"Hey!"

"Oh ho, a group of handsome guys from the basketball club just happened to walk by."

"what?"

"Tsk tsk, I understand, after all, Wenwen, you're getting this age too."

"Grant, what are you saying? I don't understand."

"Yes, the second to last one, right?"

Petty nodded: "Tall, sunny, a typical athletic boy, no wonder you, Wenwen..."

"I don't like that big guy who's two-timing me. I'm just gathering evidence!"

Wenwen was furious and couldn't help but reveal her true intentions.

"Oh, I see."

Petty held out her hand: "Give it to me."