It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Susie asked curiously, "What will happen if I get found out?"

Li Cheng smiled slightly: "You'll most likely be taken care of on the spot—how about it, scared? It's not too late to go home now."

He thought this would scare the country girl, but Susie's expression didn't change much, as if being killed was a normal thing.

Seeing that Li Cheng hadn't spoken for a while, Susie took the initiative to ask, "So what should I do?"

Li Cheng stared at her for two more seconds: "Aren't you afraid?"

Susie shook her head and said, "I'm not afraid, you can definitely bring me back to life, right?"

???

How come I have more functions now?

Li Cheng took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll say it one last time, I'm not a wizard, and I can't resurrect you!"

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73 High Street.

The door in front of her was tightly closed, and Freya's hand hung suspended in the air in front of the door.

She stared at her right hand, which was slightly rough from frequent work, and hesitated whether to strike.

But Freya finally knocked: "Miss, it's time for dinner."

About a minute later, a slightly weak voice came through the door.

"I can't eat anymore, you guys eat first."

"......I see."

Although she already knew this would be the answer, Freya still sighed softly.

Since Mr. Li Cheng disappeared, Miss has stopped conducting experiments and has also stopped writing the book that she promised Miss Harley to publish. She locks herself in her room all day and doesn't eat on time, only eating a little bit when she is extremely hungry.

At this rate, Mr. Li Cheng may or may not be able to find her, but Miss Newton's health will certainly be ruined.

But the young lady was very stubborn, and no matter how others tried to persuade her, it was no use.

"Ugh."

Freya sighed again and turned to leave.

Just then, the butler in charge of the villa's affairs came over, heading towards Newton's room.

"Is something the matter?" Freya asked. "If it's not important, then forget it. Miss Newton is in a bad mood."

The butler nodded: "A brown-haired lady suddenly came to visit, saying she had a letter to personally deliver to Miss Newton. I felt it was related to the master, so I invited her in."

Freya's expression didn't change much: "Where is that person?"

“In the living room, Miss Anne is…” the butler hesitated, then added, “entertaining her.”

.......

at the same time.

In the living room, Annie and Susie sat on the sofa, with a plate of steaming hot buns in front of them.

This was originally breakfast, but there was a lot left over recently, so Annie took it upon herself to use it to entertain guests... Fortunately, most people wouldn't know it was leftover breakfast, at least Susie wouldn't recognize it at all.

"Is this a snack from the city? I've never seen one before." Susie's eyes lit up, then she carefully picked one up with her hand and brought it to her mouth, tentatively taking a big bite.

"Delicious!" Susie exclaimed.

"Isn't it delicious? Let me tell you, I personally selected the filling for these buns; I guarantee they'll taste great. But why do you look so hungry? Haven't you eaten?"

Annie was quite proud, though she didn't know what was so great about choosing a flavor. Besides, the reason so many buns were left over was because she was the only one in the family who could stomach that flavor...

Susie happily began wolfing down her food while complaining, "Don't even mention it, I was rushed over to deliver a message before I even had lunch—hey, your house is huge, do you live alone? Where are your parents?"

Upon hearing this, Annie's expression instantly changed from cheerful to gloomy: "No, this isn't my home."

"Not your house?"

Susie was somewhat surprised.

"I'm just staying here temporarily. The owner of this place is an even more troublesome guy than me. He's been out playing for over a month and hasn't come back yet."

Annie shook her head: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, it makes me angry—by the way, who was that person who asked you to deliver the letter? It's too much to not even give them food. Why don't you just switch jobs? I felt we clicked the moment I saw you, I can introduce you to a job..."

Susie also found the brown-haired girl in front of her quite pleasing to the eye, but considering that she had just agreed to be someone's follower and then ran away on the first day, the wizard might be angry and curse her, so she gave up the idea.

"No, no, I'll go back right after I deliver the letter."

As soon as she finished speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the living room, accompanied by a small golden figure.

The golden figure was Newton. She burst into the room and quickly fixed her gaze on Susie, who was munching on a bun on the sofa.

However, at this point, Newton was not too anxious. Instead, she was afraid that this was just a misunderstanding, or even worse, that it might be bad news.

Newton composed himself and said to Susie, "I am Newton, believe me?"

Susie quickly swallowed the bun in a few bites, then clapped her hands and stood up.

"Wait a minute, let me check first."

She walked up to Newton and gestured to show her height: "That's right, it's right here, exactly as you said."

Although he was treated rudely, Newton was actually quite pleased—only that person would use such a trivial method to verify the truth.

Having confirmed its authenticity, Susie didn't hesitate and immediately took out a letter with no address, no recipient, and no sender from her pocket. She carefully handed it to Newton: "That person said only you can read this."

Although Newton didn't quite understand why it was made so securely, he nodded, walked a little distance away from the others, and eagerly began to unpack it.

【I'm alive.】

Chapter 149 The Underachiever's Homework

"Dead, definitely dead."

At Hampton Court Palace, Edward sat on his throne, his brow slightly furrowed.

After poisoning Charles II that day, he learned from Dr. Arnold what Abel Lee might have noticed, and was immediately terrified. To prevent Abel from noticing something amiss and telling his foolish sister, he was forced to act hastily, even killing someone himself for the first time instead of by order.

Although he believed he had handled the situation perfectly afterward, Edward could never forget the look in the man's eyes when he died, and it left a certain shadow on him. In the past two weeks, he would often suddenly think of the man's words.

—I will come back.

—Although it wasn't fun at all, it was still a rather novel experience, haha.

"No! He's completely dead! I personally pierced his chest cavity!"

Edward suddenly shouted angrily, then calmed down as if nothing had happened and said, "We can't waste time on such trivial matters."

Even if you're still conflicted, this kind of knot in your heart is ultimately shallow, and without external stimulation, it will most likely gradually disappear over time.

......

73 High Street.

【I'm alive.】

Although it was just four nonsensical characters, and no one even knew who wrote it, insisting it was a riddle, Newton immediately guessed that it must have been written by Li Cheng, and a feeling of joy welled up inside him.

But after the joy, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

That idiot, since you're alive, why don't you come back? Did you think disappearing was fun?

Although I'm not worried at all, it would be troublesome if the lab assistant suddenly disappeared, okay? Besides, I'm temporarily staying at his house now. If the owner goes missing, I'll have to move out, which would be a real hassle, okay?

With that thought in mind, Newton continued reading.

I'm so sorry to have worried you. I miss you a lot, but I'm involved in some things and won't be able to come back for a while.

Charles II's death was suspicious. I uncovered some things and almost got caught, but some questions remain unanswered, so I can't reveal myself.

Was there a problem with Charles II's cause of death?

Upon seeing this, Newton's pupils dilated sharply, but then filled with deep worry... Could he really do something so dangerous? Why did he have to get involved?

But after his worries subsided, Newton suddenly remembered something that had happened a month earlier.

When Li Cheng had been missing for several days, she went with her housekeeper and Freya to look for him. They eventually learned from Prince Edward that he had spoken to Mr. Li briefly and then disappeared.

That's not the key point. The key point is that Prince Edward said at the time that this matter was related to him and that he couldn't just stand by and do nothing. He even sent several of his men, who were supposedly 'very good at searching,' to assist her in the search.

Looking back now, Prince Edward wasn't really trying to help; he was clearly there to spy on her.

Newton felt increasingly alarmed as he thought about it, but at the same time, he was also relieved. Fortunately, she hadn't revealed any problems at that time, and those people had left on their own later.

She continued reading the letter.

[I hope you can keep this secret, especially from Annie; she's the type who can't keep secrets. As for Freya, I could mention her; I doubt you can hide it from her.]

[Also, do you remember the paper I wrote for Anne? I also got some related medical reports along the way, which are currently lying under my bed in my room. I hope you can find them and deliver them to the messenger I sent; they will be very useful to me.]

Besides, I'm running out of money. Could you give me some with the messenger?

[Finally, by the way, this messenger named Susie doesn't seem very bright, so don't ask her too many questions.]

......

Newton's expression as he read the letter was unpredictable, shifting between joy, tension, and shock.

Annie had been patiently waiting for a while, but finally couldn't hold back any longer and started shouting, "Who wrote it? Who wrote it? So who wrote it? Was it Li Cheng? Is that jerk out there having fun all by himself?"

Newton glanced at his friend, thought he was indeed unreliable, and shook his head: "No, it's an old friend who's in some trouble and needs help."

Freya, who caught up from the side, showed a slight change in expression, but said nothing.

Although she was certain that it was a letter from Mr. Li Cheng, since the young lady did not acknowledge it, there must be a reason for it.

"Oh, I see."

Upon learning that it wasn't Li Cheng's news, Annie immediately deflated and jumped up from the sofa: "This is so frustrating! I'm going to go for a walk outside—hey, who's that again? Do you want to come with me?"

Susie's eyes lit up immediately; she was very eager to tour this villa, which was quite luxurious to her.

But then she remembered her responsibilities and shook her head: "No, no, I need to get the things back quickly, or he'll be angry."

"Who is he?" Annie asked curiously.

"I can't say."

Susie shook her head, still remembering Li Cheng's instructions: she couldn't say anything.