Chapter 1158 Unexpected Clues

A ray of sunlight crossed the window sill and shone on the eyelashes, and Molina let out a hoarse moan from her throat, dragging her drowsy brain, and woke up from sleep.

It was as if a bomb had been stuffed into her head, and she was about to shed tears from the pain.

Picking up the water glass on the bedside table and taking a sip, Molina, who felt the pain eased a little, stretched out her hand to stroke her long, disheveled hair, then supported her heavy forehead with her hands, and sat on the bedside carefully recalling what happened yesterday. things.

She couldn't remember the exact details.

I just remember that after throwing those annoying notes to Lu Zhou, she stood up from the table, and...by the way, she drank some wine before.

Memories began to coherent.

It's just that the memory after drinking the fragment is like a ball of paste, which can't be seen clearly.

However, although she could no longer remember what happened after she was drunk, Molina was not very worried about what someone would do to her while taking advantage of others.

After all, she has been an old friend for seven years, and she is still very clear about Lu Zhou's character. This kind of thing where the lower body dominates the upper body may be true for others, but it is absolutely impossible for him.

And that's why she was so relieved to ask him to drink with him——

Suddenly, Molina froze.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she subconsciously reached out and touched the neckline.

"..."

Where are the clothes? ? ?

...

Interrupted by the hurried doorbell, Lu Zhou rubbed his eyebrows, closed the unfinished notes, stuffed them into the purse of his coat, got up and walked to open the door.

When he saw Molina standing at the door, he was slightly taken aback, then said with a smile.

"Yo, wake up so soon—"

"What did you do to me last night?!"

Looking at Molina with sullen expression, Lu Zhou froze for a moment, looked at her strangely and said.

"I read the notes all night...the things on it are very interesting. By the way, were those sketches drawn by Professor Abel himself? You still drew them."

"Sketch? It was like that when I got it...Wait, you haven't answered my question yet!"

The two eyebrows were erected again, and the confusion at that moment was replaced by a murderous aura. Looking at Molina who looked like a British short who had blown her hair, Lu Zhou said speechlessly.

"Didn't I answer it? I read the notes all night... what answer do you expect to hear?"

Gritting her teeth, Molina blushed and said.

"...I mean where are my clothes?"

Lu Zhou: "...?"

Doesn't this fit you well?

At this time, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed that the clothes she was wearing seemed different from the one she wore yesterday.

But he didn't think there was anything strange, and said casually.

"Let's take it to the hotel for washing."

"...You, did you change it for me?"

Lu Zhou looked at her who was blushing speechlessly.

"Why would I do such a troublesome thing?"

What if I get vomited all over?

In the past, there was such a person in his dormitory, not to mention his extremely poor drinking capacity, every time he drank, he didn't even know what to do, and every time he would break up. Lu Zhou, who often carried him back with two other people, can be said to be quite experienced.

Lu Zhou reckoned that she might have vomited a round last night, and the clothes were probably soiled and sent to be washed by the hotel staff.

Seeing that Lu Zhou didn't look like he was lying, Molina's expression was slightly embarrassed. At this moment, she finally realized how strange the series of questions she asked was.

Looking at the embarrassed Molina, Lu Zhou did not continue the previous conversation, but changed the topic in a way that did not embarrass people, and continued.

"The restaurant is on the second floor, and the buffet breakfast is available until ten o'clock. If you feel rested, go and eat something by yourself. I've already eaten, so I won't accompany you."

"Thank you... Then where is my dress? Whose is it?"

Molina looked behind Lu Zhou, as if she wanted to see if the owner of the dress she was wearing was in the room, but she didn't see anything.

Lu Zhou: "It's probably a gift from the hotel."

"...Send, send? The hotel also sends clothes?"

Looking at Molina who was a bit confused, Lu Zhou sighed and said.

"Please, it's a five-star hotel anyway, please don't act like you've never seen the world."

"What are you laughing at? It's not that I've never lived in...just, it's just that I've never lived in such an expensive place."

Although she didn't know how much this hotel cost, just by looking at the decoration and the status of receiving guests, she could guess that it might be expensive to stay here for one night.

Thinking of this, Molina suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"...how much was the drink yesterday? I told you to please..."

Lu Zhou: "No, just treat it as my invitation. If you feel sorry, you can be my tour guide for a day."

Molina was slightly stunned: "...tour guide?"

Lu Zhou nodded: "Well, although it is a diplomatic visit, in fact, my itinerary is relatively free. I have never had a chance to go shopping in Paris before. Now that I have caught up with such an opportunity, I plan to share the sights that I missed before. Give it back."

Besides, this can be regarded as part of cultural exchange.

Molina: "...What attractions are you going to visit? Although I am a local, I don't know much about the interesting places in Paris."

Lu Zhou smiled and said.

"Let's start with Professor Abel's former residence."

Molina: "???"

...

[... I have seen such landscapes countless times in my dreams, dead cities, shocking obelisks, endless metal wilderness... Here even the air is frozen, and the oppressive atmosphere seems to be inseparable The dark cloud is like a tombstone. I don't know if this is some kind of God's will, maybe our souls will all return here. 】

The most complete part of the entire diary is only this paragraph, which is attached to the page behind the sketch.

Looking at this passage, Lu Zhou carefully read it many times.

In the early 19th century when Professor Abel lived, there was no such thing as a computer. Due to the limitations of the times, the black steel forest in his perspective was like a cemetery, completely different from the computer array that Lu Zhou understood. no the same.

However, perhaps the two speculations do not actually conflict.

Tombstones can also be computers.

And the reverse is also the same.

Of course, Lu Zhou felt that the greater possibility was that maybe both his and Professor Abel's premonitions were wrong.

The only thing he can conclude now is that this Professor Abel should not have such a "system", but because of some other reason, he saw a specific fragment in the void memory in the dream.

After all, first of all, he never mentioned this strange thing in his diary, and he misunderstood this thing as the "oracle" of the old man God or something similar throughout, and second, according to his description, he was in a dream I've seen the same picture over and over again, and I can't figure out what to do with this situation.

And if it is through the system, there is probably only one chance.

After leaving the urban area, the road began to become narrower, but the road condition actually improved a lot.

The car drove slowly to the small town and stopped next to a house that looked a bit old.

Looking at Lu Zhou through the interior mirror, the French driver spoke in heavily accented English.

"Here we are."

Under Molina's strange gaze, Lu Zhou closed the notebook in his hand, smiled and nodded to the driver.

"Ok, thanks."

After getting out of the car, Molina led Lu Zhou into the yard, while Wang Peng silently followed the two of them three steps away like a transparent person, observing the surrounding environment.

Seeing the strange man following behind his granddaughter, the old man leaning against the door frowned and asked Chi Chi.

"you are……"

Lu Zhou smiled and said politely.

"My humble Lu Zhou."

As soon as he heard the name Lu Zhou, the old man suddenly showed a stunned expression on his face.

"Oh, that Princeton professor, I heard my granddaughter talk about you."

"It's long gone," Lu Youyou said with a smile, "Excuse me, is it convenient for me to come in?"

He glanced at his granddaughter strangely, but the old man didn't say anything, stepped aside and made a gesture of please.

"...Please come in, the conditions in the house are relatively simple, I hope you don't mind."

"Thanks."

Lu Zhou nodded politely and walked towards the house.