The Trial Game of Life

Buzz really didn't know anything. He told Tangcuo the truth about his medical treatment.

"At that time, my savings were all used up. I didn't have any money to buy medicine. I didn't know who to ask to borrow. It was cold in winter. I thought I couldn't get through the spring, so I even wrote my suicide note, hehe . Unexpectedly, one day Dr. Albert came knocking on the door. He said that he was going to see Mrs. Lawrence next door, and he just smelled the medicine from my house, so I came to see it."

When talking about Dr. Albert, Buzz still looked respectful.

Tang Cuo was thinking, but he took the initiative to come to the door. Isn't this just modern sales? Think about how many fraudulent gangs have fought for the old ladies in the community while he was still alive.

"How did he see you?"

"Take medicine."

"Only taking medicine?"

"Um... it seems nothing else? Sometimes Dr. Albert will do the examination for me, but I don't think there is anything wrong."

Tang Cuo thought a little, and continued to ask, "Did you have a clear consciousness during the examination?"

Buzz scratched his head, tilting his head and thinking back carefully. It took a long time to say, "I seem to have fallen asleep twice, and the vague memory is not clear. Is this important? Theodore, Dr. Albert really It's a good person."

"Even if he might have another picture?"

"But he saved me anyway."

Baz blinked his eyes and used his simplest thinking to get the simplest answer.

At that moment, Tang Cuo understood that he might not care what the hidden identity of Dr. Albert was, what the conspiracy was, what was important was that he saved him.

At the moment when no one came to help him in despair, he gave him a helping hand.

It's that simple.

"I know, Buzz." Tang Cuo said nothing more.

Buzz is too tired, his eyelids are fighting, and he really doesn't know anything deeper. Tang Cuo watched him lie down and rest, and walked to the window again.

Its daybreak.

The faint morning light illuminates the horizon, but the white image is painted with pale pale colors. The wind chimes were shaking, and the clear sound broke the tranquility of the night.

Jin Cheng was still wandering on the street.

The Baiye District in the early morning is already a busy scene, without any transition from calm to busy, and hasty and restless in a hurry. Jin Cheng and his father and son walked all the way from the residential area to the wharf, where they bought a piece of dark bread with potato soup, the bread was dry and hard, and the potato soup was really only potatoes, and the experience was very bad.

But Jin Cheng still sat on the side of the road and ate his breakfast, and then he held a small harp and supported his chin to watch people coming and going.

Everyone passing by could see that he was a bard. The owner of the black bakery wiped his hands and walked out of the store and asked him "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Jin Cheng looked up, "Shouldn't I be here?"

"The bards of bards are all praises to great adults."

"What talent is great?"

The owner of the black bakery was asked by him, and he replied, "Of course it is a great man."

Jin Cheng thought this answer was very interesting, but the boss might be angry. He didn't know what to mumble in his mouth and returned to the store with a straight face. He began to play the piano, sitting on the ground cross-legged, and strumming a string.

The passing old man looked at him strangely, and Jin Cheng asked him "Would you like to order a song?"

The old man ignored him and left, he might feel that he had a neuropathy early in the morning.

Jin Cheng didn't care too, he just wanted to play the piano to change his mood, and sort out his way of thinking. Zuo Siyou thought, he felt that the break point was still at Buzz.

Because only Buzz appeared in front of everyone as "alive".

But the system apparently arranged for Aesop, possibly Dr. Albert, and Pastor Peter to Tangcuo and him. He had no way to intervene in Buzz's affairs, and he could only continue to search for Peter.

At this time he didn't know that Tang Cuo had seen Peter. After a song was over, he patted his **** and stood up, deciding to go to Celtic.

Celtic is now running in both St. Peter's and White Leaf districts. When Jin Cheng found him, he was in the church.

"Hey, Lancelot, good morning." Celtic had a good impression of Jin Cheng.

"I haven't slept all night, dear Celtic." Jin Cheng shrugged.

"That's too bad."

"Isn't it."

The two greeted each other, and Celtic pulled Jin Cheng aside and asked, "How about Theodore? Is he all right?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "He is resting. Celtic, do you have any news about Peter? Or, have you found any missing bodies?"

Celtic "No for now."

Jin Cheng "Then I have an idea."

Celtic's eyes were bright, and he quickly asked Jin Cheng if he had any good ideas. Jin Cheng then said, "You have found a place where the magic circle is painted, and some of them haven't died yet, right? I want you to spread the news, saying that someone has died and has been resurrected. For the sake of thorough investigation, Ivy League , Shutting people down—"

Jin Cheng glanced around, "Just closed in this church."

Celtic wasn’t stupid, just got it, "You want to hook the rose gangs? What if they hear the news and accelerate their retreat?"

Jin Cheng "At least Peter won't, I don't think he will leave the Baiye District easily. And, if they evacuate on this, it just shows that our skepticism is in the right direction, isn't it?"

Celtic was persuaded and proceeded immediately. But before he left the church, Jin Cheng was stopped again and asked him to send more people to East Street to lie in secret.

At this time on East Street, an uninvited guest was knocking on Buzz's window.

Buzz slept deeply and did not wake up.

Tangcuo stood up and turned to see the visitor outside the window, his heart was awkward-Aesop's devil. It was the same dress I saw yesterday, with tassel earrings and an umbrella, but the facial features were crooked, and the stitches were extremely stitched. The eyes sewed by the buttons stared at Tang Cuo without blinking, and the mouth with red thread was grinning, ugly and scary.

Talk to Aesop on the current main mission.

It doesn't look dangerous.

Tang Cuo calmed down, walked calmly to the window and opened it, "What's the matter?"

The devil looked up at him, holding up the little black umbrella in his hand, and Aesop's voice was smiling, "Are you afraid of me?"

Tang Cuo "I can't beat you."

The puppet giggled and walked over the window frame with awkward steps, leaping into the room with two short legs in a funny motion, crawling up the foot of the bed, standing next to Buzz, looking down he.

It looked at the left, right, tilted its neck and puckered its butt, his eyes almost touching Baz's face.

Although Tang Cuo concluded that there was no danger now, one hand was still firmly attached to the hilt, just in case. Suddenly, the devil turned back, "Don't move."

"What do you want to do?" Tang Cuo asked.

"How about a deal?" The devil sat on the bed.

"You still wanted to kill me yesterday." Tang Cuo said.

The Doll grinned again, and Aesop's voice was a bit of joy, "You are much more interesting than your brother, your name is Theodore, right?"

Tang Cuo did not answer.

The devil continued to say to himself, "Trust me, you will agree. I don’t need you to kill, nor do you need to do anything that violates the rules of the knight. I only want you to promise me-don’t let Buzz fall to the Rose Sect. In your hand."

Tang Cuo was slightly surprised, his face was not obvious, "Why? You are not also a sect of roses?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter. And this is what you do, isn't it?"

"Since I was going to do this, why do you want to do more? What do you want to tell me? Or through me, tell Roger Reid or my brother?"

Aesop didn't answer immediately. The devil stared at Tang Cuo for a long time before suddenly tilting his head and saying, "Maybe you can tell Roger Reed not to run after me. If it wasn't for him, I could hold it personally. Protect Buzz. Let us infuriate, isn't this more beneficial to you?"

After all, the devil jumped off the bed and returned to the window sill, preparing to leave. However, after opening the window with a small black umbrella, it turned back and said, "I'll send you that one, you can check it again, maybe some unexpected surprises."

As the voice fell, the devil opened the little black umbrella, cheered, and leaned over.

Tang Cuo quickly leaned over to see that the little black umbrella had floated away with the magic doll. Tangcuo was not Aesop's opponent at all, and naturally he would not chase. He frowned at the window with his hands in contemplation of the conversation just now, and was at a time confused as to whether Aesop was sincere or had other plans.

At this time his main mission was refreshed again-taking Baz back to the Ivy League office.

Is this going to protect him?

Late is changing.

Tang Cuo decisively woke up Buzz, Buzz was confused and did not know what happened. But Tang Cuo couldn't explain so much to him, only to say that Lancelot had something wrong, so he fooled the past.

Buzz has always been very caring for his friends. He didn't even think about it. He hurriedly changed clothes and went out with Tang Cuo.

The two went straight to St. Peter's.

In order to reduce the time spent on the road, Tang Cuo even hired a carriage that stopped along the street and spent all his money. The carriage was specially manned. More than two of them were in the car. After sitting for a while, Tangcuo heard several interesting news.

"It's terrible to hear that someone died and scammed on Xiaoyan Street."

"Really? How could there be such a thing?"

"There are people from the Ivy League, you don't have to worry."

"Oh, praise Français, I hope nothing will happen."

Tang Cuo said nothing, but Buzz was worried and curious, and could not help talking to them. This question asked Tang Cuo to be convinced that this was from Jin Cheng's handwriting.

The Ivy League should not take the initiative to reveal the news.

This gave him some other ideas.

It was at this moment that Tang Cuo suddenly felt a strong wave of magic. Although his magical power is very poor, he has a strong perception. On the occasion of a sudden attack, he kicked the door of the car, pushed Baz and others off the carriage, and at the same time pulled out the sword of adjudication, aiming at the direction of the magic attack. Out.

The long sword broke through the magic light, Tang Cuo rolled away, Yu Guang glanced behind him, "Baz, follow me, don't run around."

Buzz nodded again and again, but his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Although he loves to read the stories of knights and magicians, he also listens to the immortal poems of bards, but he himself does not know any sword skills and magic!

"Bow!" He saw the magic strike again, as if to hit his face.

A muscular figure flew past him, holding a sword in both hands, as fast as a tiger, breaking the magic again. Buzz saw the splendor in his eyes, and wished to applaud him.

Tang Cuo secretly stared at himself, his thoughts flew. The attack was fierce, but it was not fatal, because the enemy's goal was clear-they wanted to take Buzz, not kill him.

The next second, Tang Cuo grabbed Buzz's wrist, "Go!"

He decided to take Buzz through the tunnel.

The tavern was not far from the place of attack. Tang Cuo guarded Baz and fought and walked, deliberately making a lot of movement, and successfully recruited the patrolling guards and the members of the Ivy League sent by Celtic to the East Street.

"Over there!" The wave of people came in time.

Seeing more and more people, Tang Cuo quietly retreated into the crowd, pulling Baz to evacuate quickly.

The person in charge of the tavern recognized Theodore and was released after a little inquiry. Tang Cuo told them to tell Jin Cheng that he took Baz to go through the tunnel.

And leave a note.

After everything was arranged properly, before entering the tunnel, Tangcuo stopped suddenly, turned around and asked Buzz "Baz, you might be in danger later, would you like to follow me?"

Baz froze for a moment, then smiled heartily, "Theodore, although I don't even know what happened, I believe you."

Tang Cuo looked at him and said nothing.

About fifteen minutes later, Jin Cheng received the news that Tang Cuo took Baz to the tunnel and saw the note. There is only one word on the note-bait.

Celtic didn't know what the bait meant, but Jin Cheng knew. Combining with the news that Tangcuo made people deliberately send, Jin Cheng launched an overview.

Keywords buzz, authentic, and bait.

Who is the bait?

There is no doubt Buzz.

Tang Cuo took the bait as a bait to go through the tunnel, but the tunnel is now firmly guarded by the Ivy League, and it is difficult for the Rose sect to rush in to catch people. Once the two ends are blocked, it is likely that the turtle will be caught in the urn, so the tunnel is by no means a good place to do it.

But Tang Cuo's simple "bait" word seems to be sure that the other party will be hooked, which means that this tunnel is greasy.

This is what Tang Cuo really wants to convey.

Jin Cheng told Celtic of this inference, but Celtic was puzzled. "If so, why didn't he make it clear? Theodore is not a mysterious person."

"Celtic, do you believe in all the companions standing by your side?" Jin Cheng asked, "Pastor Peter can betray the Grand Duke, and your companions can also betray you. The rose sect has eyes and ears everywhere."

After hearing this, Celtic frowned subconsciously. Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't refute it. He could only say "I believe in my companion."

Jin Cheng shrugged, "But this does not prevent us from being more cautious."

Jin Cheng remembered the rose logo on the blackboard of the Ivy League Office in the country of Yueyin. The Ivy League must have been infiltrated by the enemy, even if it is not now, it will be there in the future.

He thought Tang Cuo must have thought of this, so he was so cautious.

"But we have searched the tunnel carefully and found nothing strange. We haven't found a second tunnel anywhere else." Celtic remained suspicious. He didn't believe Theodore. He was Don't believe Lancelot.

He was just a bard, or a weird bard with the rebel Aesop.

"Then I ask you a question, Celtic-if those missing bodies are really in the hands of the Rose Sect, they want to do something with these bodies, where will they be hidden?"

"Of course it is a hidden place."

"Yes, hidden places, places that will never be discovered no matter what you do, think about it again?"

Jin Cheng followed the temptation, and Celtic was led by him, and remembering the news from Tang Cuo, he suddenly appeared, "Authentic?!"

Jin Cheng snapped his fingers, "Yes, authentic. You have also speculated that there is more than one authentic tunnel, right? Nothing found, does not mean it does not exist."

Celtic couldn't help being convinced by him, "So what do we do now?"

Jin Cheng "We have to change our plan to cooperate with Theodore's actions."