From Brian's expression, it can be clearly seen that the mission was not going well, but this was expected and the two were not disappointed. But Arnold asked:
"How about it?"
Brian and Arnold walked to the quiet street side by side. He thought for a while and said, "I understand some of the rules of gambling. I should be able to do better when I come here. About the 'lost case'...
No abnormalities were found."
As he said that, Brian took out the "flash scroll" from the lining bag, and handed it to Arnold together with several notes worth a total of 1,000 pounds: "This is for you!"
Brian won a total of 12 pounds during this trip to the casino. He said that his family income was not large, which was already a huge sum of money. But he would not be addicted to it and fall into the whirlpool of the casino because he knew the harm.
.
Arnold put away the pound and pushed the "flash scroll" back into Brian's hand: "The captain has explained that you will hold this scroll. If you can't use it this time, it doesn't mean that you will be as safe as today next time, or
It will be safer to carry it all the time."
"good."
After walking for a few minutes, they met Catherine Motley, who was sleepy in the corner. The reason why she kept such a long distance from the casino was to avoid the perception and intuition of the unknown profession, fearing that
Her existence prevented her from appearing in the casino again.
After briefly telling the passage of the casino, Brian separated from Catherine and Arnold and quietly returned to his bedroom. He went to bed again while it was still dawn.
That day.
Today is Monday, the day when the college opened. Brian got up early at six o'clock to sort out his clothes and books, and put the pure gold small oil lamp in the corner of the bedroom into his pants.
Then Brian, wearing a light blue textured courtyard suit, held the handrail firmly, walked down the stairs one by one, and met his elder brother Noel Morris, who was about to go out with his briefcase.
Noel picked up the black top hat on the clothes hanger in the entrance hall. After hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head and then slowly turned back to his body, and said in a gentle tone: "Good morning, Brian!"
Brian's dark black eyes rippled, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously raised, and he spoke respectfully: "Good morning, brother."
After the words came, Brian quietly accelerated his pace and soon came to Nor'er. Then he stretched out his right hand and turned his wrist, and a playing card suddenly appeared in his hand.
On the playing cards is a clown with bright colors and thick oil painted on his face.
"Wow!" Noel looked shocked, and he didn't react to what happened for a moment. He stared at his younger brother who was already taller than him, and asked in surprise: "Brian, how did you do it? Have I finished it?
See clearly what happened!”
Brian smiled, and after thinking for a while, he decided not to tell Nor how he did it. Because the magician would not tell the audience the secret of magic.
From today on, he will seriously play a "magician"!
"Brother, I know the secret of magic, but I will lose my surprise!" Brian waved his hand meaningfully and expressed his rejection. Then he thought that he would have more magic tricks in the future, and he smiled and started fighting Noel.
Vaccine:
"This is the magic I just learned in the performance troupe. The magician said I am very talented, and I might have a chance to perform in the future!"
Noel smiled and put on a top hat, not stopping such a thing. After all, my younger brother is already old and should have the right to choose his own life. Besides, just like what Brian said last night, he can solve these events by himself.
“I’m looking forward to your first performance.”
Leaving his elder brother Noel, Brian rode his bicycle to Zerol College, which is not too far from home.
A few dozen minutes later, Brian entered a "wave" composed of students and teachers. He slowly rode his bike away from the crowded gate of the college and parked his bike in the parking area of the college.
After that, Brian did not choose to go to the dormitory or classroom, but walked directly to the door of a house in the teacher's area. He took a deep breath, reached out and knocked on the door. Soon, a full of energy came from the room.
sound.
"Come in!"
Brian twisted the door handle as he spoke, pushed the door and entered the room. He immediately saw Mr. Tyron Raymond, a famous language professor sitting in the room, sitting in the room, bowing his head and busy.
.
Today, Mr. Tyron's dress is a simple dark brown dress, and his hair is still as meticulous as before.
Brian put away his large body movements and slowly approached the other party without disturbing Tyron. At this time, Professor Tyron was wearing a smooth round monocle glasses on his straight face.
, carefully looked at the old sheepskin scrolls spread out on the desk.
"Scroll?" Brian was slightly surprised and instantly remembered the magic scroll made by Mr. Cole. Almost subconsciously, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward again, taking the full picture of the scroll into his eyes.
The scroll is old and yellow, and the mysterious words are vaguely visible in time. If you look closely, you can also vaguely see some tiny grains of soil. Almost in an instant, a heavy and old feeling that belongs to history comes to your face.
At this time, Professor Tyron took off his monocle glasses and turned his head to look at Brian Morris standing beside him. He spoke gently on his serious face:
"Is there any news about Borg's incident?"
Hearing the familiar name, Brian came to his senses, his eyes left the scroll, his eyes suddenly became complicated, and it was hard to describe what it contained.
After a brief silence, Brian decided to lie. He only heard him say: "The Borg family has left Puze for some special reasons. Due to the urgent situation, they did not come to the college to drop out, but just left a letter
, let the postman deliver it to my home."
"Oh, that's how it's!" Professor Tyron nodded slightly, then sighed: "That's a pity. Borg also has a good talent in language. He didn't expect to leave in a hurry. I hope he can continue to speak language in the future.
Further your studies!”
After the heavy atmosphere dissipated, Professor Tyron waved and said to Brian: "Come and see this with me!"