Chapter 567 Mysteries and Photos

It's really Frank... It's amazing that he can still remember his "original intention" and maintain the original life trajectory despite the intrusion of time-travelers...

In other words, this Ms. Lamia is not a time traveler, but plays the role of Frank's adoptive mother in the original work, so the impact is not so great?

Hmm... Judging from the handwriting on the plaque at the door, she does look like a beginner in writing Chinese characters...

Therefore, she may not be a time traveler herself, but may know someone who has traveled through time, such as the person who brought the "Tudor Badge" here.

And the plants she created in previous games may have been inspired by that person...

Of course, it may be that she is a traveler from another country and is not familiar with Chinese characters, so she tried to copy it after discovering Russell's diary? But that doesn't explain why she can correctly combine the four words "Zen Garden"...

As his thoughts were spinning, Abner wanted to ask more about Ms. Lamia, but Judy shook her head and said that she only knew so much. After all, the last time the woman visited the church was thirty years ago. It's a big deal, and Judy is only 18 years old.

Abner was not too disappointed with this. Judy didn't know. He could still go to Port Indo and ask Ms. Crossfia. She would definitely understand it very clearly.

"But having said that, Ms. Lamia was at least 20 or 30 years old thirty years ago, otherwise she would not have achieved such an achievement... As a 'Desolate' at the same time as her, Judy's father, Mr. Loreto It should be about the same age as her... So, Mr. Loreto is already in his fifties or sixties?

"But Ms. Crossfia looks very young, and Miss Judy is only 18 years old... It seems that your Excellency is actually eating young grass..."

While Abner's thoughts were wandering further and further, Cullen and Captain Arsenoff had already packed up the books and experimental reports they could find and put them into the large box behind Abner.

Karen wiped the dust off his body and said to Abner with a smile: "These things need to be handed over to the church...but I will make a copy for you later."

"Okay." Abner came back to his senses after hearing this and nodded.

Of course those materials can be used as knowledge accumulation, but if they don't, it's not a big problem. After all, this is the "housekeeping" skill of "ancient alchemists". If you want to "imitate" it, you must at least become a demigod.

After "cleaning" the study and laboratory, the four of them returned to the previous fork in the road and headed towards the living room and bedroom on the left.

The living room is not too big. There are sofas, tables and chairs in it, and there is a pool table on the other side with two cues placed on it.

There are many translucent papers on the table, some are fully written, some are half-written, but without exception, they are all in "Russell".

Underneath the transparent paper, there is a cardboard also filled with Russell text...

"This posture...is it really a red act?

"Well, it seems that Ms. Lamia may not really be a time traveler, but the one who taught her how to draw red is!"

While Abner was thinking, Karen had already picked up the cardboard full of words, pondered for a moment and said: "It should be an article from Russell's manuscript... Although I haven't seen it, I intuitively feel that it doesn't look like it." Those patterns were put together haphazardly, and they should have been copied from a manuscript...

"It's just that the copyist has deformed the patterns, so they look very neat..."

Hearing this, Abner glanced curiously, then the corners of his eyes twitched, and he managed to hold back from showing a weird expression.

Because what was written on that piece of cardboard was an entire "Thousand Character Essay"... written in standard Song font. If he hadn't known that there were no computers in this world, Abner would have thought it was written in Word and then printed.

"Sure enough, the person who wrote this article is the real time traveler!

"However, his handwriting is too standard, isn't it? As a teacher in my previous life, I even practiced Song Style, so I couldn't write in such a standard...

"Well, no... It should be possible to simulate it with the help of the 'Pure White Eyes'... But why do you have to simulate this in such a boring way?"

With this thought in his mind, Abner picked up the cardboard that Karen had put down. After looking at it for a few times, he thought again:

"Moreover, in order to make what he wrote look more like Lao Huang's diary, this time traveler added a date every few paragraphs, and even deliberately distributed punctuation and paragraphs unevenly...

"What a painstaking effort... He forged it himself in order to please Ms. Lamia, but he couldn't find Russell's notes?

"This is really... Although I have provided Klein with fake diaries, after all, they were compiled with care, and there are some useful information from time to time. How could I fool people like this?

"Okay, actually I can't fool him even if I want to. After all, Klein knows Chinese characters... If I also get him a "Thousand Character Essay", or "Hundred Family Surnames", "Teacher's Guide" or something like that, I'm afraid he will be confused right away. It's time to show off.

"So, it can be concluded that the time traveler did not teach Chinese to Ms. Lamia, but just asked her to learn calligraphy..."

I picked up a half-copied piece of transparent paper on the table and simply compared the writing on it with the writing on the cardboard. The difference was quite obvious... The youthfulness of the former was visible to the naked eye.

Abner nodded thoughtfully, feeling that this confirmed his speculation to a certain extent.

At this time, Judy next to him looked at those "red drawings" and said with a strange expression: "It turns out that Ms. Lamia likes to copy Rosselvin... My father always thought that she liked exciting things more, but he didn't expect that she His hobbies are so quiet..."

Has your father really studied the hobbies of other ladies? No wonder Ms. Crossfia is jealous... But in this way, Ms. Crossfia must have a deeper understanding of Lamia!

Abner cursed, then Judy realized she had made a mistake and forcibly changed the subject: "By the way, in fact, when we temporarily stayed at the Harvest Church, we discovered that Bishop Utravsky also had this hobby... According to him, copying Romans Selvin can calm a person's mind and help him fight against another personality...

"Later, Hazel was also influenced by him."

Indeed, Hazel is cute enough to copy things now, but I don’t know what she will think when she learns that she is copying stuff like "The Taste of a Witch" every day...

Abner complained in his mind, but did not respond. After all, it is not strange for different people to have the same hobbies. There is no need to pay too much attention to it.

Then, the four of them searched the bedroom behind the living room, but found nothing of value. Only a photo in a frame attracted everyone's attention.

It was a group photo of a man and a woman. The man looked to be in his twenties, handsome, with particularly charming deep eyes. He was wearing an old-fashioned dress and holding a cane.

The woman was also in her early twenties, with a dignified appearance and a plump figure. She was wearing a grass-colored dress and had a smile on her face.

"Is this Ms. Lamia and her husband?" Karen pointed to the lady in the photo and asked Judy.

"I don't recognize it..." Judy said awkwardly, "Except for the photos and portraits of my mother and me, there can't be any other women in the house... So, I don't know if that is Ms. Lamia."

Abner stared at the man in the photo for a long time. For some reason, he always felt that the man was familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen him before...

He thought for a while and felt that this photo might have some effect on him in the future, so he had an inexplicable feeling, so he said, "Can you give it to me for safekeeping?"

Since it was just an ordinary photo, the three "Desolate Ones" didn't pay attention and let Abner do what he wanted.

At this point, the preliminary search was completed. The four people regretfully determined that Ms. Lamia did not die in this residence. She even took away most of the precious things before leaving, so the valuable things except those plant seeds Apart from the "Book of Nature" compiled from experimental records, only the "Emblem of Tudor" is the most precious.

Next, they were supposed to return to the central altar and help Abner put away the badge...

But just when they entered the middle cave, there was a sudden change in front of everyone's eyes. The surrounding scenery became redder, yellower, yellower, and whiter whiter. Various colors were superimposed in rich colors, creating a strange oil painting!

Before the four of them could alert themselves, a bird with silver-white illusory wings flew from the "oil painting" to Karen's chest, chirping, and the surrounding colors returned to normal.

"Silica!" Karen patted the bird on the back with a gentle expression and said with a smile, "I made you worry."

When the little bird who was still excited heard this, he immediately turned around and turned his head aside to express his dissatisfaction.

At this time, a bronze-skinned gentleman wearing a long black dress and a half-high silk hat also appeared in front of the four of them. He looked around and finally said in a deep voice:

"It seems your problem has been solved..."