She couldn't remember the specific content of the dream, and the only impression left was that the sky in the dream turned red, and she was standing next to the Ice Queen, seeming to be arguing. .

However, she could no longer recall the content and reason of the quarrel, and only knew that she was angry and powerless in the dream, just like a drowning person who couldn't catch the pole stretched out by the person on the shore, and finally sank to the bottom of the water.

This dream made her feel very bad.

For Taverner, or Taverner who has now recovered part of his memory, the dream will not be for no reason. It either symbolizes something he has forgotten and ignored, or it is a harbinger of something.

omen……

Tavernaar closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

More like a sigh.

After getting out of bed and putting on her shoes, she walked to the window of the room. Outside the window was a rare clear sky, neither snow nor strong wind.

And the dazzling red sky in the dream suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, and the contrast was sharp.

Tavenal's hand slowly clenched.

Chapter 174 Visiting the door

Walking out of the room, since it was a working day, Victoria and others were not there, so she went to work early, and she was the only boss who could sleep at home without any psychological burden.

No need to ask anyone, Tavernaar sensed it and knew the approximate location of Yamon.

When he came to the yard, Tavenal saw Yamon and the white fox sitting opposite each other, and between the two was a large bowl containing some boiled meat.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~, the sky-blue animal pupils stared at Yamon, grinning, baring its teeth, making no one doubt its aggressiveness at the moment.

Yamon stared at the meat in the bowl with a serious face, and tried to reach out several times, but was swung away by the little fox's paw.

The butler was also there, and seeing Tavernaar appear was like seeing a savior, and hurried forward to explain the reason for the appearance of this picture.

To put it simply, Yamon fell in love with the little fox's breakfast.

And although the little fox has been raised for such a long time, it has never seen anyone snatching food from it, but it was also wild back then, and it is not uncommon for it to fight with other cats and dogs because of stuttering. This human compromises.

So it stuck like this.

But logically speaking, there is no reason why Yamon can't beat the fox. No matter how fast the fox is, it will definitely not be faster than Yamon.

Then what is the reason?

Tavernall asked directly if he had any questions.

"what are you doing."

"I'm playing with it, I like it, its fur is so soft!" Yamon answered immediately, keeping his eyes on the fox's smooth fur.

This is the first time that Yamon has shown his "love" for a certain item.

Taverna's thoughts moved slightly, and she remembered a small incident that happened in Longji Snow Mountain before. Yamon chased a weasel for a long time.

It seems that there have been clues since then, but Yamon's vocabulary and various cognitions at that time were not enough to express clearly the gap between appetite and liking.

"Then you can play with it, don't kill it." Tavernaar pointed out, and said to the housekeeper: "I'll go out for a while and come back later."

Without asking where she was going, the butler put his hands on his chest and bowed: "My lord, go slowly."

Tavernaar was carrying a small box, and the breeze gradually picked up around him, and his whole body gradually faded away.

Afterwards, a cool breeze that was not too cold passed through the originally calm sky and headed towards the center of the city.

Tavernaar stopped in the square outside the municipal building, showing his figure.

Looking up and admiring the huge statue belonging to the Ice Queen on the square, Tavernaar turned and walked into the city hall.

Going upstairs with ease, she came to Rooster's office door and knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"Miss... are you here to see Mr. Mayor?"

Someone made a sound at this moment, and Tavernall stood in the corridor and looked at the other party. The person who spoke was a beautiful lady with a slim figure, and her position was written on the badge, secretary of the mayor.

"Yes, Mr. Mayor asked me to bring him some specialties when he came back from Mond. I forgot when I saw him yesterday, so I specially sent them here today."

"I'm really sorry for you, but the mayor happened to be away, and I'm not sure when I'll be back... Otherwise, can you leave a message and I'll pass it on for you later?"

"Okay, do you have paper and pen?" Tavernall agreed to this method very simply. In fact, she really didn't have much purpose for coming here, she just kept her word.

As for the troublesome matter that was handed over to the other party yesterday, at most she would care about the progress when she is free. As for the so-called truth behind this matter, isn't it that there is an evil god named Lord of Dreamland doing things, but she just doesn't know about it. Did they already know about this matter before, or did they only know when they caught someone by themselves.

Considering that the container containing the "divine body" is suspected to be related to the doctor, Tavernall feels that Zhidong's higher-ups know more or less.

After handing over the written letter paper and the box containing the dandelion wine to the beautiful secretary, even knowing that Puccinera was not that kind of person, Tavernal still couldn't help but swear that the configuration of the beautiful secretary is really classic.

Smiling at the other party, Tavenal said goodbye and left.

The breeze picked up again, and the next step went straight to the suburbs.

The research institute was still the same as when I first saw it. The researchers in white robes were walking around, their footsteps were very low, trying to keep the research institute as quiet as possible.

Tavernaar appeared at the door, and immediately someone came with a fire system.

"What are you doing, what is this place?"

The soldiers of the Fool raised their voices and looked down at the little man in front of them.

Tavernaar didn't care much about the other party's attitude, "I, inspector, come to the doctor, go in and report."

Her attitude is not without arrogance.

The fool and all the soldiers were overjoyed, "Hahahaha, just you, a kid with no teeth, do you think..."

"Okay, please wait here for me to convey to you. In addition, he is a new recruit who is not sensible. Don't take it to heart. We will teach him a lesson." The soldier on the other side appeared in time and interrupted the spellcasting .

The new soldier called another person to report, and he led Tavernaer into the rest area of ​​the research institute, serving tea and water, very polite and polite.

On the other side, the passing researcher squinted at the foolish soldiers who spoke rudely.

"You don't care if it's true or not. If someone pretends to be a big shot, it's a big deal to find out afterwards and send it to research as a test product. Do you really think this is a place where you can come whenever you want?"

Chapter 175 Doctor and number

It didn't take long for Tavernal to wait, and the foolish soldiers who ran to spread the word brought news. .

"Master Doctor is in the laboratory, he asked me to take you there."

Tavenal nodded without speaking, picked up his aloof personality again, stood up and walked to the door, then looked back at the person who led the way.

Understanding what she meant, the soldiers of the Fool hurried to the front to lead the way.

This place is still the same as when I first saw it, it hasn't changed at all.

The bright white light was on day and night, shining on the half white and half blue-green walls of the corridor, the reflected light made the whole corridor look brighter.

However, such brightness does not bring much warmth.

Whether it's the passing researcher or the fully armed fool soldiers, the expressions on their faces are all carved out of the same mold, serious and unsmiling.

In other words, this place is far from being relevant or laughing.

That was never something that would be here.

The foolish soldiers who led the way were silent all the way, and took Tavernaer to an experiment on the first floor. Coincidentally, this was the laboratory where Columbia opened the portal for her last time. Next to it was another slice of the doctor, and the two were almost lost in a sea of ​​emptiness.

Tavernaar glanced at the door of the laboratory, it has been repaired, and the new door looks extraordinarily strong.

Tavernaar watched the soldiers of the fool come forward and knock on the door.

"Master Doctor, your guest has arrived."

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

The doctor's voice came through the door, a little muffled, but still enough to hear what he said.

Soldiers of fools opened the door for Tavernaar.

"Please come in."

Tavernall nodded to him, "Thank you."

The soldiers of the Fool were a little surprised, but restrained their emotions very well, "I should."

Tavernaar ignored him, stepped forward, entered the interior of the laboratory, and slowly closed the door behind him.

Dottore was sitting in front of a table, looking at the drawings on the table, and kept drawing something on the side, as if he was calculating.

"I will take the initiative to come here. I think you have really crossed the obstacle in your heart. Congratulations."

There was a slight smile in Dottore's voice. He didn't look up, nor did he have any intention of getting up to pour water for the guests, and he was doing his own research.

But for him, it may be a rare thing to be able to spare time to talk to people after research. Perhaps in his opinion, this is already a big measure of face.

"How is the research of the little guy you took from me last time?"

Tavernaar didn't immediately start the real question he asked today, and went around in a circle, starting with another matter.

"That abyss species, thanks to you, I was able to find such a complete living sample. Are you worried about its safety? Don't worry, in order to carry out more experimental projects, that VIP is here with me. The treatment at the highest level is not worse than yours back then, and the vital signs have always been stable."

It has to be said that Dottore can take care of another matter at hand even while saying a lot of words like this, which is very easy.

"How is your research on it?" Tavernaar walked to the row of bookshelves opposite the doctor as if he was familiar with it, and glanced at those books.

"If I say that the harvest is average, you probably won't believe it. It is quite stubborn and lacks response to most stimuli. All kinds of solutions are like water to it. It can neither make it hard nor make it feel uncomfortable. .”

"However, I have achieved certain results. I believe you have already seen it once, on the helper I gave you." Dottore suddenly stopped the calculations in his hand, raised his head, and smiled complacently, "How, the chain The effect should be good."

He seemed to have seen the scene where Tavernall tried various methods to unlock the lock but was unable to do anything.

It was you who turned the topic this way, which saves me from thinking about how to start.Tavenal murmured to himself, looking at Dottore's face with a half mask. Although he didn't know where the eyes were, he still looked straight at him as much as possible, and said leisurely:

"I want to ask, your thing is not very strong, it has been broken for a long time, what's going on."

"Broken?" Dottore's tone was somewhat suspicious.

He tried to judge whether Tavernar was telling the truth, but he could only see the meaning of refusing to pry from the face with the same expression, and he couldn't confirm Tavernar's sincerity for a while.

"It broke from the middle of the chain and divided into two iron chains."

Dottore lightly tapped the table twice with his finger, "Do you know when it was disconnected? This is very important. I not only need to find out the cause of the incident, but also need to re-evaluate the status of No. 16."

"Number 16...It turns out that there are indeed many sisters before me, so am I number 15?" Tavernaar didn't answer Dottore right away, and continued leisurely until he finished feeling so emotional Said: "I'm not sure about the time, I only know the approximate range. As for her state, you might as well go and see for yourself."

"Why, what do those shackles represent? It's worth your nervousness."

"That is the suppressor I use to suppress some mental effects. Unfortunately, No. 16 is not as stable as yours. This may be the reason why the personality has not been imported. I am trying to find a way to debug it."

Chapter 176 The Riddler's Talk

Dottore put down the paper in his hand, slowly got up from behind the table, walked around the chair, and walked to Tavernal.

He turned around Tavernar, "You are a little different from the last time we met. I can see that you have encountered anything interesting recently?"

Tavernaar followed his circle and turned around in synchrony, "The great scientist really has extraordinary eyesight, and my coming here happens to be related to this matter."

Dottore gave a sound of interest, and asked with a bit of curiosity, "It seems that I can help you answer some doubts, just ask, I will be happy to answer your questions about the works that I have devoted my heart and soul to."

The specific expression on his face is not clear, but just the curvature of the corners of the mouth exposed under the mask, it is easy to think of the kind of elder who listens to the child's innocent question and answer, and is confident that he can give the corresponding answer .

Tavenal also laughed.

She took out a dark, hard object the size of a fingernail from her pocket, and played with her fingertips.

She saw Dottore's gaze fall to her hand, to the blackness writhing at the fingertips.

The corners of Dottore's originally raised mouth fell slightly, not much, but he couldn't avoid Taverna's eyes. She has more than one pair of eyes, not to mention the assistance of [Observer], which can be said to be in front of her eyes. There are no details to hide.

"Is this your masterpiece, Great Scientist?"

There was a bit of joy in Tavernal's eyes, "It's your gift to No. 16, although she broke it for some reason later."

Dottore just wanted to nod along with the trend, but his past experience still allowed him to discover some details: Tavernall was inducing him to give an affirmative or negative answer.

He paced back to the back of the table, noticed the bottles and jars that did not touch the table, and then sat down halfway against the table, looking back at Tavernar, with the same smile: "Do you want me to test this material for you? "

Tavernall snorted a chuckle from his nasal cavity, "I think the relationship between us should always be closer than outsiders."

Who are we with whom?

Dottore spread out a hand, "You have grown up after all."

That's different, you don't belong to the institute anymore. .

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