Krafft's Anomaly Notes

"I'm glad you're willing to talk. I assure you, the content of this conversation is limited to the two of us." Kraft made hot tea and brought a chair with cushions and armrests, "Kup, temporarily How about leaving for a while? Remember to lock the door when you go out."

Considering the taste, he added two spoons of honey to one of the cups and pushed it to the other party, "Relax, no matter what it is, it will not affect our good relationship. I will only look at it from the needs of treatment."

He adjusted his expression and put on a suitable smile that was gentle and not contemptuous.

It's not difficult, as long as you follow your inner feelings, you will be able to show a natural smile.Everything has been going smoothly recently, the demonstration of ether anesthesia technique has been a great success, and the momentum of the operation has also been used to launch the first achievement of the society since its establishment, artificial pneumothorax.

The authority to transfer funds has also been gradually released to him, and he can withdraw directly from Rivers University. The amount makes it hard not to laugh.When necessary, you can even ask for some assistance that is not limited to economic aspects, and use physical means to solve the problem as appropriate.

The word "discretionary" is worth considering, but Martin seems to have improved his position recently. I believe that in the Westminster territory, he will definitely favor the Academy as appropriate.

The only thing worth worrying about is Yvonne, but now it seems that things have suddenly turned around, maybe the information she provided can provide some help for the condition.

"Don't worry, I don't have anything to be busy with, you can talk slowly." Kraft took a sip of hot tea, put a plate of biscuits on the table, and withdrew the to-do list into the drawer, making an afternoon tea Posture, trying to ease the atmosphere.

In fact, as a rookie in the academic world who is in the limelight for a while, there are mountains of things waiting to be dealt with.After the gathering, there was no need to wait for the next day. A large number of letters were delivered to the residence that night, including invitations from various individuals and groups, as well as requests to arrange treatment through internal channels.

Letters can be processed at any time, and it is rare for Yvonne to take the initiative to find them.

Besides, he didn't think it would be a matter of much energy.The girl has always been mature, sensible and assertive, and a little outside help is enough to get her out of the psychological shadow.

Kraft looked at her encouragingly, waiting for Yvonne to speak.

"Whatever?"

In such an environment, the girl was still a little nervous, holding the cup tightly with her ten fingers, giving people the illusion that the wall of the cup was pinched and slightly cracked.

"Of course, no matter what." Kraft said solemnly, returning a candid look.He didn't think much about it, after all, from his point of view, no matter how big the matter was, it wouldn't be that big of a deal.

His attitude encouraged Yvonne. She observed Kraft's expression and couldn't find any hidden meaning.

The whisperer who chattered in her mind seemed to read her thoughts, and the amount of information instantly became denser by an order of magnitude, as if entering the venue from an empty room, everyone whispered incessantly, and all the voices repeated a message together:
【leave! 】

No, Yvonne refused in her heart.You can be sure that's not your idea.She hopes that there is something beyond common sense to gain the initiative over fate, but if it intends to interfere with her own will, it will be contrary to her original intention, and she will never succumb to it.

Gently blowing the rising heat, inhaling a sip of tea liquid, and moistening her throat, she tidied herself up and spoke the first sentence of the day with a little nervousness.

"Professor Bremmer is dead."

"He deserved what he deserved." Kraft commented, relieved a lot. If Yvonne's problem is just guilt for Brimer's death, that's easy to solve.

"You probably don't know that Brimer is the culprit that caused all this, directly causing the death of more than ten people and several people missing."

"No matter what he died for, it would be considered cheap for him. If there is hell, the soul will be boiled by flames in the deepest soup pot until the world is destroyed, and this crime will not be offset."

"Do you really think so?"

"no doubt."

"That's great." Yvonne's expression became firm, she sat up straight, and placed the teacup on the table upright.

"I killed him."

"It's not a big deal... huh?" Kraft just wanted to affirm the legitimacy of her actions in time, but his brain that was still running shut down briefly after going through the words.

They are all very clear words, but when put together, it makes people feel that they heard something wrong.

"I killed Professor Brimmer." Seeing that he still didn't understand, Yvonne repeated it intimately, adding the exact name.

"what?"

The development of the situation was obviously a bit unexpected. The professor thoroughly analyzed the possible ambiguities in the short sentence, such as grammar, similar words, and the same name, and finally it was definitely what he thought.

This seems to explain why Yvonne, who has always been more mature, was unwilling to be open and honest with herself from the beginning.

Facing the dusty guardian and teacher who came back from a business trip, no one should rush to this point to report what shocking things they have done, and add burden to the heart and brain of the other party.

Even so, he still had the last bit of hope.

"If Brimer's death was indirectly caused by your actions, there is no need to feel pressured. In that case, his death is inevitable. An earlier death may reduce the torture."

As the channel for the fungus to invade the world, the caster will bear the brunt of being corrupted by the fungus.The most frightening thing is that as far as the preacher I saw, consciousness still exists during this process.

"I'll kill him, use this." Yvonne took out the dagger from the skirt, and handed it to Kraft while holding the leather sheath.

Although its appearance has changed drastically, the weapon can still be recognized from its appearance. The blade that came from the depths of the southern hills and almost took the lives of all those left behind is now polished brighter and colder.

He realized that every second of his hesitation now was a denial.

"Blimmer, he's damned." Kraft took the dagger and pulled out a section. There seemed to be a trace of rust in the sheath left by the inexperienced wiper.

There are not many weapons in this world that have only seen blood once.

He began to recall whether his original impression was wrong, or whether he had inadvertently overlooked the current troublesome problem.

There is no doubt that Yvonne did the right thing. If Kraft was present, he would only do it worse and pour two cans of kerosene to disinfect him.But this is definitely not something that normal peers can do.

After playing with the dagger for a while, he decided to return it to the original owner.Whether there is a dagger in hand is not the key to the problem.

"You are brave, but I don't want you to risk yourself." Kraft finalized the nature of the matter.

It is foreseeable that he will manage an entire institute in the future, with complicated personnel.But at the moment the only guy on the payroll is cultivating expectations that are looming out of control, and the feeling is growing stronger.

Kupp is willing to follow the most direct way to achieve success on the battlefield; while Yvonne's goal should be to learn from him with peace of mind.

It hasn't been a year yet.

"I want to help you." She raised her head, looked generously at the person who had been trying to perpetuate a non-existent childhood for several months, took the dagger and stuck it back to her waist, "Just like Kupu."

"I'm glad you think so, but it's not the time yet." The study tour to the south is about to reach its end, where the clue points to the center of the spider web, the root of the black liquid incident.After accumulating momentum in Westminster and fully expanding the current influence, he will look for an entry point to go.

Of course, there is absolutely no place for Yvonne in the plan.She'd better stay in the security circle honestly and be reviewed regularly.

"Killing a Bremer doesn't mean anything, and it doesn't mean you have the power to match a real professional trainee, besides..." Kraft wanted to correct this mistake.

The cup on the table was pushed forward.

Its capacity is small, but it is still overflowing after a few sips, and the full tension liquid level is slightly higher than the rim of the cup.The cup wall was crumpled and sunken like waste paper, and tiny fingerprints were pressed into the silver pattern.

"I can, at least let me try."

This is the end of the Westminster volume Σ()

It should have been combined with the previous chapter, but something happened in the group that involved a lot of energy, so it can only be coded separately.

This volume is longer than the previous ones, and the inspiration actually came from the friends who said that they wanted to see the "vibrant" deep layer, as well as the "ball in the hole" image of tuberculosis caused by Aspergillus cavitae infection seen in the radiology department.

In short, after stumbling, another volume was completed.This book is indeed in a state of difficulty in updating for a long time, so I would like to thank the readers for their support to me all the time. If you have any comments and suggestions, please feel free to put them in the comment area. (˙▽˙)
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