Mage Joan

"Duoer...Thank you for your understanding." Qiao An couldn't help being moved.

"Dr. Vader, shall we make an agreement?"

"What agreement?"

"If one day in the future, the master does not want me, and you have not found a way out, please allow me to accompany you, somehow someone will take care of you, even if you have the same disease, at least you can warm each other; on the contrary, if you have grown up by then I’m strong enough, I’m no longer confused, and I can leave with confidence!"

Duoer smiled slightly.

Her smile was extremely beautiful and dazzling, but Qiao An tasted a trace of sadness from it, like the last flash of light before the death of a star.

"Duoer, I don't quite understand your intention."

"If you never understand, it's a good thing." Doer smiled and opened the door. "It's time to say goodbye, Dr. Vader, good night."

Qiao An left the mentor's laboratory and returned home, still thinking about the implication of Doer's remarks, but he was puzzled.

After a second thought, he remembered the mentor's suggestion.

Qiao An didn't remember talking about his strange bloodline in front of Professor Moriarty, nor did he reveal the deformed eyeball at the back of his neck, but judging from the instructor's implication, he seemed to have insight into his secret.

Thinking about it carefully, this is not surprising.

Professor Moriarty is not the sloppy character of Master Rawls. The phrase "you can't rub the sand in your eyes" can not be more appropriate to him-after all, this is a constant 24 hours a day "true knowledge". "Surgery" man.

Now that the instructor has understood his strange bloodline, Qiao An naturally has a concern.

Professor Moriarty has a good friendship with Di Ning, the patriarch of the "Brotherhood of the Virgin" in Fort Daning. Di Ning's deputy, Ms. Betty, is the mistress of Mr. Professor. With this close relationship, Qiao An has to worry about his mentor The secret was leaked to the "Brotherhood of Our Lady".

In that case, should Professor Moriarty be more defensive in the future to avoid being betrayed by him?

Qiao Ann felt ashamed and blamed as soon as the idea of ​​"betrayal" came to mind.

Over the years, his mentor has taken care of him in every possible way, not inferior to his biological parents, and he has the idea of ​​guarding against his mentor, which is really unconscionable!

However, it is difficult to establish mutual trust between people, and it only takes a moment to destroy trust. No matter how much Qiao Ann blames himself, he cannot deceive himself.

In fact, from the moment he realized that his secret had been seen through by his tutor, an unconcealable crack occurred between the teacher and the student.

...

The next morning, Qiao Ann got up on time, and when he went downstairs, he saw Mrs. Anderson cleaning the living room, with a rare beaming on his face.

Since the death of Captain Anderson, the old woman frowned all day long, often hiding in the kitchen alone, holding her son's portrait and weeping silently. For the first time since this time, Qiao An saw a smile on her face. , Could not help being surprised.

"Good morning, Dr. Vader, breakfast is ready, I will bring it to you right away."

Qiao An thanked him and couldn't help asking Mrs. Anderson: "Are you happy today?"

"Oh! Even you can see it?"

Mrs. Anderson excitedly ran to the table and picked up the ink-smelling newspaper.

"This is the morning paper just sent by the newsboy. I asked him by the way. What's new today? The kid told me that the headlines published the important results of the army's suppression of the indigenous riots in the Vimur Valley. He also said that the leader Logan ·Wolsung was surrounded by officers and soldiers on the shore of Lake Aosta three days ago and committed suicide in fear of crime!"

"Dr. Vader, my poor Bob was killed by a local native horse bandit when he was on duty in the Vimur Valley? Neighbors said that the guy named Logan was the leader of the horse bandit. The devil has already succumbed to the law, and my family's Bob can be regarded as a vengeance. After hearing the great news, can you say that I can be upset?!"

Qiao An looked at the beaming old woman, unable to tell what it was like...

Mrs. Anderson saw that he was silent, and there was no smile on his face. She couldn't help but worry about gains and losses. She opened the newspaper and read it, and hesitated to mutter to herself: "That kid who sells newspapers, is it true? Make me happy and make me happy?"

After hesitating for a while, the old woman handed the newspaper to Qiao Ann and pleaded: "Dr. Vader, you know I don’t know a few big characters, and I don’t understand what the newspaper says. Can you suppress the indigenous rebellion? Read the news to me to make me happy."

Qiao An took over the newspaper and found out that the front page of the headline published a military report on the War of Peace. The whole article was a vicious attack on the Asa people, slander and vilification of Uncle Logan, but the root cause of the conflict- The blankets contaminated by the smallpox virus, and the massacre in River Valley—not a word.

Qiao An just glanced over it hastily, and was deeply annoyed by the distorted report in the newspaper.

Mrs. Anderson was still waiting for him to read the newspaper, but he couldn't speak--every word he said made him more sick than swallowing a cockroach.

Fortunately, there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Anderson ran to open the door. JoAnn finally got relief, rolled up the newspaper in his hand and threw it away.

"Joan, good morning!" Holden walked in and greeted with a smile.

"Come to me so early, what happened?" Qiao An asked.

Mr. Poet sat down on the sofa and said annoyedly: "Did you read today's morning paper? There is a report about Mr. Logan, all lies, almost angered me!"

Qiao An looked at Mrs. Anderson, and whispered to Holden, "Go upstairs and talk."

Holden nodded knowingly, followed him up to the second floor and sat down in the living room.

"The report you mentioned, I just read it, is completely distorting the facts and pushing all faults on the Asa people, as if the conflict was provoked by the other party. The person who wrote this article either did not To understand the truth is to open your eyes and tell lies, shamelessly!"

"We can't let little rumors slander Mr. Logan and his people!" Holden said angrily.

Qiao Ann admired his sense of justice, "But what can we do?"

"Look at this!" Holden smiled mysteriously, and took out a stack of manuscript paper from his jacket pocket. "I was really angry after reading today's morning paper. It took half an hour to write an article at the dining table to clarify this. Look at the causes and consequences of this indigenous riot."

"Ok."

Qiao An took the manuscript and read it from the beginning.

Holden is worthy of being a high-achieving student from the School of Literature and Art and the School of Law. He has strong writing style, clear logic, and rigorous argumentation. In a short one-thousand-word article, he truthfully exposed the facts about the smallpox outbreak in the Vimur Valley and the tragedy in the valley town. He condemned the conspiracy. The planners warn the public not to be used by careerists to cause the tragedy of genocide.