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Chapter 76 These bastards are damned!
Chapter 76 These bastards are damned!
"Look here, how about I go to the studio below?" Standing in the middle of the study, David said after looking around.
"Okay." After Rove finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the table with a large pile of manuscripts.
David walked to the big iron gate, held the handle and pressed down, stepped forward, entered the magic space, walked down the steps, and arrived at the studio.
Just two steps away, David felt something hit his shoulder. He was startled, and turned his head to see that it was a small animal that looked very similar to tree bark, and it was happily resting on David's shoulder. Pace back and forth.
"Pickett, how are you doing recently!" David said with a smile.
Pickett nodded happily, and sat down on David's shoulders, his two slender feet dangling in the air.
After teasing Pickett for a while, David walked around the studio, and the overall layout was not much different from when David left.
It's just that there are a lot more feed bags. It seems that grandpa has brought a lot of magical animals to the magic space during this time.
Bottles, manuscripts, books are scattered on the table against the wall.
It looks messy, which is rare. Although Newt's desk was messy before, it was very orderly, which ensured that he could find what he said he needed immediately.
It won't be like now, when it looks like it's just thrown around, and there's no time to clean it up.
It seems that everyone is very busy during this time!
David walked to the table and briefly looked through the items on it. Most of them were treatment plans for injured animals and some potion formulas, but nothing special.
The only thing to note is that some of the animals written on the paper are seriously injured, and some are even half disabled.
Then he opened some cabinets and boxes close to him in turn, but still found nothing special.
Nothing was found, but a cloud of gray dust was raised in the air.
Did grandpa destroy all the letters?
David scratched his head, fanned the front of his nose with his hand, and continued to look around.
Finally he found another small box in the corner.
David went over to pull it out, and compared to the dusty environment around it, it looked very special, because there were only bits and pieces of dust on the surface of the box, and it was obviously used a lot.
If the letter hadn't been destroyed, it should be in this box.
David took the box and turned it around twice in his hand, broke the lock, and it was locked.
"Alahoo hole!" David took out his wand and chanted a spell.
The box just shook and didn't open.
Grandpa cast an anti-unlock spell on it?
David scratched his head, and suddenly he turned to Pickett and said, "Pickett, it's time for you to perform, open this box quickly."
Pickett bent his head down, blinked his small eyes, and then shook his head quickly.
"Can't you open it?" David said.
Pickett shook his head again.
"Grandpa won't let you open it?"
Pickett nodded unhappily with his little head.
"Okay." David sighed: "I still have to do it myself."
With a flick of his wand, a Bowtruckle appeared on the table.
Pickett jumped up, slid off Davy's arms, landed on the table, circled the Bowtruckle a few times, and squeaked loudly at Davy.
"Grandpa won't let you drive, so I have to think of other ways." David shrugged, controlled the Bowtruckle and walked towards the small box.
As the Bowtruckle approached, Pickett trotted up from behind and pushed the Bowtruckle aside.
It stood in front of the small box by itself, stretched out its slender, slender fingers, poked it in, and with a click, the small box opened.
Pickett is jealous?
With a slight smile on his face, David dispelled the conjured Bowtruckle, held out Pickett to stand on his palm, and put it back on his shoulder.
Then David gently opened the lid of the small box, and there was a stack of letters inside.
David took them out and looked at them, and found that they were all blank, with no trace of writing on them.
How is this going?Hidden?
"Show me quickly," David read after tapping the letter paper three times with his wand.
A ray of light flashed, but the letter paper was still white.
No way.
After David put down the letter paper in his hand, he took out a stack of photos from the box, which were also blank, and there was no response after using the Appearance Charm.
How about asking Rove?See if he knows?
David walked up the steps, opened the iron door and called softly, "Rove, Rove, come here!"
Rove was still wrestling with the manuscripts in the desk and cabinet, trying to find something useful from them.
Hearing David's voice, he immediately got up and walked to the studio with David.
"Look at this." David handed the stack of letters to Rove: "I used the Appearance Charm, but there was no response at all."
"But if it's really a blank letter, Grandpa will definitely not lock him up, and he also used an anti-unlocking spell." David shrugged.
Luo Fu flipped through the letter paper for a while, and said, "This should use a hidden spell invented by grandpa himself. Only father and mother know about it, but..."
Rove smiled at David: "It just happened that I learned it quietly."
I saw Rove put the letter paper on the table, took out his wand and clicked on it: "Salamander."
Rove drew a '6' on it with his wand as he spoke.
After he retracted his wand, the letter paper trembled, and some words gradually emerged on it, which were Newt's handwriting.
What was written above was some information about the activities of the R organization. They used the same method to read the rest of the letters.
David found that the letter roughly said three things:
[-]. Organization R resumed large-scale activities.
[-]. The composition of members of Organization R seems to have changed, and they set up a brand new group to conduct biological experiments, it seems that they want to control magical animals for their use.
This is something that has never happened before.
Moreover, the members of this new team seem to be some desperadoes. Unlike the members of other R organizations, they will desperately resist when they encounter an attack, and they will not evacuate until they are unable to resist.
And when they evacuate, they will destroy all the magical animals that cannot be taken away.
[-]. In addition to Newt and the others, there is another wave of people attacking the R organization, but their identities and intentions are not yet known. Newt and the others have tried to contact them several times, but they have all rejected them.
But from the current point of view, the existence of this mysterious group is still very helpful to Newt and the others. In several large-scale battles, Newt and the others won by relying on them.
That was all David got from the letters.
"You're looking at these photos." David pointed to the photos on the table.
Rove nodded and cast the same magic as before.
After the photo appeared, David and Rove took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.
After taking a glance, Pickett tightly covered his eyes with his hands, not daring to look any further.
The two looked at each other, their eyes were filled with anger.
Damn these bastards!
(End of this chapter)
"Look here, how about I go to the studio below?" Standing in the middle of the study, David said after looking around.
"Okay." After Rove finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the table with a large pile of manuscripts.
David walked to the big iron gate, held the handle and pressed down, stepped forward, entered the magic space, walked down the steps, and arrived at the studio.
Just two steps away, David felt something hit his shoulder. He was startled, and turned his head to see that it was a small animal that looked very similar to tree bark, and it was happily resting on David's shoulder. Pace back and forth.
"Pickett, how are you doing recently!" David said with a smile.
Pickett nodded happily, and sat down on David's shoulders, his two slender feet dangling in the air.
After teasing Pickett for a while, David walked around the studio, and the overall layout was not much different from when David left.
It's just that there are a lot more feed bags. It seems that grandpa has brought a lot of magical animals to the magic space during this time.
Bottles, manuscripts, books are scattered on the table against the wall.
It looks messy, which is rare. Although Newt's desk was messy before, it was very orderly, which ensured that he could find what he said he needed immediately.
It won't be like now, when it looks like it's just thrown around, and there's no time to clean it up.
It seems that everyone is very busy during this time!
David walked to the table and briefly looked through the items on it. Most of them were treatment plans for injured animals and some potion formulas, but nothing special.
The only thing to note is that some of the animals written on the paper are seriously injured, and some are even half disabled.
Then he opened some cabinets and boxes close to him in turn, but still found nothing special.
Nothing was found, but a cloud of gray dust was raised in the air.
Did grandpa destroy all the letters?
David scratched his head, fanned the front of his nose with his hand, and continued to look around.
Finally he found another small box in the corner.
David went over to pull it out, and compared to the dusty environment around it, it looked very special, because there were only bits and pieces of dust on the surface of the box, and it was obviously used a lot.
If the letter hadn't been destroyed, it should be in this box.
David took the box and turned it around twice in his hand, broke the lock, and it was locked.
"Alahoo hole!" David took out his wand and chanted a spell.
The box just shook and didn't open.
Grandpa cast an anti-unlock spell on it?
David scratched his head, and suddenly he turned to Pickett and said, "Pickett, it's time for you to perform, open this box quickly."
Pickett bent his head down, blinked his small eyes, and then shook his head quickly.
"Can't you open it?" David said.
Pickett shook his head again.
"Grandpa won't let you open it?"
Pickett nodded unhappily with his little head.
"Okay." David sighed: "I still have to do it myself."
With a flick of his wand, a Bowtruckle appeared on the table.
Pickett jumped up, slid off Davy's arms, landed on the table, circled the Bowtruckle a few times, and squeaked loudly at Davy.
"Grandpa won't let you drive, so I have to think of other ways." David shrugged, controlled the Bowtruckle and walked towards the small box.
As the Bowtruckle approached, Pickett trotted up from behind and pushed the Bowtruckle aside.
It stood in front of the small box by itself, stretched out its slender, slender fingers, poked it in, and with a click, the small box opened.
Pickett is jealous?
With a slight smile on his face, David dispelled the conjured Bowtruckle, held out Pickett to stand on his palm, and put it back on his shoulder.
Then David gently opened the lid of the small box, and there was a stack of letters inside.
David took them out and looked at them, and found that they were all blank, with no trace of writing on them.
How is this going?Hidden?
"Show me quickly," David read after tapping the letter paper three times with his wand.
A ray of light flashed, but the letter paper was still white.
No way.
After David put down the letter paper in his hand, he took out a stack of photos from the box, which were also blank, and there was no response after using the Appearance Charm.
How about asking Rove?See if he knows?
David walked up the steps, opened the iron door and called softly, "Rove, Rove, come here!"
Rove was still wrestling with the manuscripts in the desk and cabinet, trying to find something useful from them.
Hearing David's voice, he immediately got up and walked to the studio with David.
"Look at this." David handed the stack of letters to Rove: "I used the Appearance Charm, but there was no response at all."
"But if it's really a blank letter, Grandpa will definitely not lock him up, and he also used an anti-unlocking spell." David shrugged.
Luo Fu flipped through the letter paper for a while, and said, "This should use a hidden spell invented by grandpa himself. Only father and mother know about it, but..."
Rove smiled at David: "It just happened that I learned it quietly."
I saw Rove put the letter paper on the table, took out his wand and clicked on it: "Salamander."
Rove drew a '6' on it with his wand as he spoke.
After he retracted his wand, the letter paper trembled, and some words gradually emerged on it, which were Newt's handwriting.
What was written above was some information about the activities of the R organization. They used the same method to read the rest of the letters.
David found that the letter roughly said three things:
[-]. Organization R resumed large-scale activities.
[-]. The composition of members of Organization R seems to have changed, and they set up a brand new group to conduct biological experiments, it seems that they want to control magical animals for their use.
This is something that has never happened before.
Moreover, the members of this new team seem to be some desperadoes. Unlike the members of other R organizations, they will desperately resist when they encounter an attack, and they will not evacuate until they are unable to resist.
And when they evacuate, they will destroy all the magical animals that cannot be taken away.
[-]. In addition to Newt and the others, there is another wave of people attacking the R organization, but their identities and intentions are not yet known. Newt and the others have tried to contact them several times, but they have all rejected them.
But from the current point of view, the existence of this mysterious group is still very helpful to Newt and the others. In several large-scale battles, Newt and the others won by relying on them.
That was all David got from the letters.
"You're looking at these photos." David pointed to the photos on the table.
Rove nodded and cast the same magic as before.
After the photo appeared, David and Rove took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.
After taking a glance, Pickett tightly covered his eyes with his hands, not daring to look any further.
The two looked at each other, their eyes were filled with anger.
Damn these bastards!
(End of this chapter)
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