It was obvious from Brian's expression that this mission was not smooth, but it was expected, and the two of them were not disappointed. But Arnold still asked:
"How about it?"
Brian walked shoulder to shoulder with Arnold on the quiet street. He thought for a while and then said: "I know more about some gambling rules. I should be able to do better next time. Regarding the 'Unlucky Case'... I
Nothing unusual was found."
With that said, Brian took out the "Flash Scroll" from the lining bag and handed it to Arnold along with several banknotes worth a total of 1,000 pounds: "These are for you!"
During this trip to the casino, Brian won a total of 12 pounds, which he said was already a huge sum of money for a family with a small income. But he would not be addicted to it and fall into the whirlpool of the casino because he was well aware of the dangers involved.
.
Arnold put away the pound and pushed the "Flash Scroll" back into Brian's hand: "The captain has told you to hold this scroll. If you don't use it this time, it doesn't mean it will be as safe as today, or will it be as safe next time?
It will be safer if you carry it with you at all times."
"good."
The two walked quickly for a few minutes and met a sleepy-looking Catherine Motley in the corner. The reason why she kept such a distance from the casino was to avoid the perception and intuition of the unknown professional, fearing that she would
Her presence made him afraid to appear in the casino again.
After simply telling the story of the casino, Brian separated from Catherine and Arnold, quietly returned to his bedroom at home, and fell asleep again while there was still some time before dawn.
It's the day.
Today is Monday, the day the college opens. Brian got up early at six o'clock, packed his clothes and books, and put the small pure gold oil lamp in the corner of his bedroom into his trouser bag.
Then Brian, who was wearing a light blue textured hospital uniform, held the handrail firmly and walked down the stairs step by step, meeting his brother Noel Morris who was about to go out with a briefcase.
Noel picked up the black top hat on the hanger at the entrance. After hearing the movement behind him, he first turned his head to look, then slowly turned back and said in a soft tone: "Good morning, Brian!"
Brian's dark eyes flashed with ripples, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and he said respectfully: "Good morning, brother."
After the words fell, Brian quietly quickened his pace and soon arrived in front of Noel. Then he stretched out his right hand, turned his wrist, and a playing card suddenly appeared in his hand.
On the playing card is a brightly colored clown with thick oil paint on his face.
"Wow!" Noel was shocked. He didn't realize what happened for a moment. He stared blankly at his younger brother who was already the same height as him, and asked in surprise: "Brian, how did you do it? Have I finished it?"
See what’s going on!”
Brian smiled, and after thinking for a moment, decided not to tell Noel how he did it. Because magicians would not tell the secrets of magic to the audience.
From today on, he will seriously play a "magician"!
"Brother, if you know the secret of magic, you will lose the surprise!" Brian waved his hands meaningfully and expressed his rejection. Then he thought that he would have more magic methods in the future, and even smiled and slapped Noel.
Vaccination:
"This is a magic trick I just learned in the performance troupe. The magician said that I am very talented. I might have the opportunity to perform in the future!"
Noel smiled and put on his bowler hat, but did not stop such a thing. After all, his brother is already old and should have the right to choose his own life. Besides, just like Brian said last night, he can solve these incidents by himself.
"I'm looking forward to your first performance."
After parting ways with his brother Noel, Brian rode his bicycle to Zeroll Academy, which was not too far from home.
Dozens of minutes later, Brian entered the "wave" composed of students and teachers. He slowly rode away from the crowded entrance of the college and parked his bicycle 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 teachers' area. He took a deep breath, stretched out his finger and knocked on the door. Soon, a strong voice came from the room.
sound.
"Come in!"
Brian turned the doorknob as instructed, pushed the door open and entered the room. The first time he saw the well-known professor of the Department of Languages, Mr. Tyron Raymond, who was sitting in the room, his head down and busy, in the not-so-spacious room.
.
Today, Mr. Tai Lun is dressed in 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 while trying not to disturb Tai Lun. At this time, Professor Tai Lun was wearing a polished round monocle on his straight face.
, looking carefully at the old parchment scrolls spread out on the desk.
"Scroll?" Brian was slightly surprised, and instantly remembered the magical scroll made by Mr. Cole. Almost subconsciously, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward again, taking in the entirety of the scroll.
The scroll is old and yellowed, and the mysterious words are looming over time. If you look carefully, you can still vaguely see some tiny granular soil. Almost instantly, a heavy and old feeling that belongs to history comes to your face.
At this time, Professor Tyron belatedly took off his monocle and turned to look at Brian Morris who was standing aside. On his serious face, he spoke softly:
"Is there any news about Borg?"
Hearing the familiar name, Brian came back to his senses and looked away from the scroll. His eyes suddenly became complicated and it was difficult to describe what it contained.
After a short silence, Brian decided to lie. He only heard him say: "The Borg family has left Puze for some special reasons. Due to the emergency, they did not come to the college to withdraw from school, but only left a letter.
, and had it delivered to my home by the postman."
"Oh, that's it!" Professor Tai Lun nodded lightly, and then sighed: "That's a pity. Borg also has a good talent in languages. I didn't expect that he would leave in a hurry. I hope he can continue to excel in languages in the future.
Further your studies!”
After the heavy atmosphere dissipated, Professor Tyron waved his hand and said to Brian: "Come and see this with me!"