"You know, it's all fate." Brian babbled to pull over to the side of the street, got off one after another, and walked the last mile, "It's the force of fate that brought me here." ”

"Can you be quiet for a while, you've been chattering all the way, what the hell do you want to say?" Mike said with a little helplessness next to him, which was particularly interesting with his serious face.

Brian shrugged and made a coordinated gesture of pulling the zipper on his mouth with his hand.

Furchart obviously didn't have the good mood of these people, and no one whose home had just been burned down would not be in a good mood to joke, especially if the disaster of burning down his own house was caused by himself.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but the best thing he could do was keep his mouth shut and not say a word, his wife, Lisa, was by his side, a little worried and a little nervous.

After living in the world of Ink Heart for ten years, Lisa has felt a little unfamiliar with this real world, although she came out a few times a few days ago accompanied by Furchart, but she is still a little uncomfortable with the rapid development of this world.

However, she is more concerned about Folchart, she didn't know about Folchart's ability back then, of course, she already knew it now, but in any case, she has also figured it out in the past ten years, whether it is hatred or something else, it has passed, after all, Velchart's ability is not something that Furchart can control.

Like now, it's out of control again, and it seems to be more serious, like a naughty child.

Only Farid looked around curiously, and Zas and the others who knew him well knew that he was curious about everything in this completely unfamiliar world, and they didn't know, and they thought that he was going to find a fat sheep to attack.

"How far is the library?" Someone finally asked the key question, and after looking left and right, and after finding no surveillance facilities, he knew that Brian had taken them to avoid something, although it seemed very unreliable, Brian was still very professional.

"Don't be in a hurry." Brian said, "No matter how anxious you are, you can only stay in this scene, and we'll be in the library when we need it anyway." ”

"Huh?" Zas frowned, both eyebrows about to be pulled together, but he didn't understand the meaning of Brian's words.

The worried Mr. and Mrs. Folchat, the staring Farid, the vagrant-like Brian, and the apparently unpleasant Zas and Mike walk down the street.

Fortunately, the streets of Germany are strange enough, with all kinds of street art and all kinds of pedestrians, but no one pays special attention to Brian and his party, and even if they are curious, they just take a second look.

They probably can't stay in Germany for too long, the FBI is staring at the three Folchat, and there are also countless pairs of eyes on the FBI, especially after they left several bodies on the fire, I am afraid that their whereabouts will soon be exposed.

Of course, Zas also knew that their finishing work was not carried out thoroughly, or even at all, but there was no way to do it, because they did not have the ability to erase the traces, this is Germany, and they are already understaffed, plus the accident caused by Vrchat.

Now we can only contact the country as soon as possible to transfer them back, which is the best outcome, and there is a good chance that there will be another twist and turn on the way.

However, with the importance of Folchat, even if it is a transnational operation, I believe that the FBI will strongly support this operation......

Library.

Relying on Mike's identity and the fact that Folchat lived here in the first place, Brian and the others successfully infiltrated the large library.

Furchart was not a bookmaker at the beginning, but had a job that belonged to him, otherwise he would not have been able to buy a big house with Lisa, and it was only after Lisa was sucked into the ink that he had a cover identity as a bookmaker.

And under the cover of the perennial years, he really became a bookmaker.

However, at a very early age, Folchart was a lover of books, Aunt Eleanor loved books very much, and Velchart's house also hid a lot of books, and almost every silver tongue loved books and regarded them as his second life.

Therefore, the German city where Vorchart is located is a very cultural city, and the library in the center of the city is naturally not an exception.

After glancing at the library map hanging on the wall, Brian immediately found his goal and headed straight for cultural districts such as Egypt and Rome.

"This way." He said to a few others.

As one of the major origins of human civilization, the importance of Rome and Egypt is self-evident, although the territory of Egypt has not changed much in the past 5,000 years, but its little partner Rome is not like this, the glory of Rome is almost unknown to everyone, although they are no longer there, but they have left the most valuable possessions, their culture and history.

Legends about magic and gods are not uncommon in these countries, and even their histories are made up of half myths.

In fact, Brian should start with the legends and history of Britain and other countries, because he reads very quickly, and the history of these magical legends is not very long, so he can read them quickly, instead of choosing the oldest countries.

But Brian didn't do that, because if you think about it from another angle, as the origin of magic and myths and legends, most of the records of later generations can be found in these ancient countries, and as a very analytical Brian, he can find useful things from these scattered clues and put them together.

"Contact the country and transfer us back as soon as possible." Brian said to Zas, then nodded to Mike, "Let's see if there's anyone else in Germany who can help us." ”

"As for you......" Brian shrugged innocently at Folchart, "just take care of yourself, oh yes, and him." He pointed to Farid again.

"You're discriminating." Farid grumbled with a strange scream.

For some unknown reason, Brian had always lacked a crush on this Persian dwarf, and he had determined that this guy had some kind of ability to hide his observations and tell lies, so it was most likely that he took the book.

According to Folchart's description, there were only a few people present at the time, and if it wasn't one of these people, who else could have taken the book, Lisa and Furchart hadn't lied, so there was only one option left, and Brian couldn't tell if Farid was lying.

Brian was even sure that the mysterious man had used some kind of ability to determine the truth of what they were saying, but it was clear that Farid was superior and even hid it from the mysterious man.

"Otherwise, he would have killed this little man directly." Brian said.

It's just that compared to the fact that Folchart's ability to silver tongue has changed again, Farid may have stolen the book and it doesn't seem to be worth mentioning.

Brian doesn't know how many silver tongues there are in this world, even if there are not many of them, but if they all start to lose control of their energy like Folchat, a few words will summon something from the book, even if there are only a few people, I'm afraid the whole world will be completely chaotic.

Therefore, the top priority is to find out the existence of the silver tongue, and the two things of the mysterious man and the book can be put aside for the time being.

"By the way, that guy hasn't been flying around New York yet." Brian pulled out a chocolate bar from under the vending machine and took a hard bite.

But how many silver tongues are there in the world...... When he said this, Brian always felt as if he had forgotten something important, but fortunately, with the help of NZT, he wouldn't have made such a mistake.

"The actual solution to this problem is simple." Brian said, "Look here. ”

The words he had just said reappeared in his mind, and as he analyzed them word by word, a large number of colorful bubbles immediately appeared around Brian, the result of the analysis of every word and sentence.

"And I just need to choose the closest and most reasonable answer among them."

"How many silver tongues will there be in the world, what does this sentence make me think of?" Brian paused, then looked at the chocolate bar in his hand that had been bitten hard.

Willy Wonka energy bars are a delicious addition to your imagination.

Willy Wonka......

"How could I have forgotten about this?" "It's obviously my favorite candy, and of course I'm more curious about how Mr. Willy Wonka made these amazing little creatures, but now ...... I think I already know the answer. ”

"Mike." Brian continued, "Don't contact those little friends of yours, I have a more important task for you, to find out what happened to Willy Wonka and his chocolate factory, it's the most recent, I mean this month, from the time that mysterious man appears, don't let go of anything suspicious." ”

Mike turned his head with a look of surprise and didn't you tell me to contact him, and why did you want to investigate a chocolate factory and chocolate supplier, and this is just a library, not what you told me to investigate.

"Don't wonder how I can see so much meaning from this one expression, and I wonder how he can express so much meaning with one expression on his face." Brian spread his hands helplessly.

"I feel like you're cuter when you're Mike." Brian turned his face to Mike again, "That chocolate factory doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems, and we just set our sights on it, but I have a feeling someone came there earlier." ”

"As for the question of the investigation...... You can call someone to investigate, and you don't have to do it yourself. ”

In the past, when Mike was Brian's bodyguard, most of the time he would do whatever Brian said, although he and Ike were also part-time FBI director eyeliner jobs at the time, but as long as Brian asked him to do something not out of line, he wouldn't ask.

But now Mike is no longer a simple bodyguard, and the things he needs to do are more complicated, so he needs to have those problems.

"But I ...... It's also called Mike now......" It's just that Mike obviously can't understand Brian's thinking rhythm, so he can only say something weakly.

Brian waved his hand impatiently, and then said helplessly, "As long as ...... Just do it......"

Coming to the library is not a whim for Brian, and it is true that in this day and age, the Internet is a very convenient thing, and you can find almost everything on it, but there are still many things that cannot be found, including those old folklore and wild history.

Most of these are only documented in the literature.

There were a lot of these things on the Internet, but they weren't perfect, and the library was a good place to make up for them, and after sending the others to do the assigned work, Brian rushed headfirst into the shelves.

Finding materials in the library is definitely a long and desperate thing for ordinary people, and most of the time it depends on luck, but for Brian, he has a special skill.

That's ...... Read one by one.

After sifting through it, there will be no clues that are inadvertently missed.

It's not an impossible task, and under the effect of NZT, Brian's reading efficiency is simply amazing, he can master a few languages in an afternoon, he can organize the personnel files of the entire FBI for so many years in an evening, and he can even use his spare time to finish the highest level of chemistry courses and become a professor.

Of course, these are things that can only be done in the later years of Brian, when he has fully adapted to the power of the NZT and is able to fully develop it.

So some interesting stories and history are not a problem for Brian at all.

"It's not, huh...... This one is not ...... "one, two...... Five ...... In just a few minutes, Brian had flipped through five books.

He didn't need to read slowly, he just flipped through it quickly, wrote down the words on it, and then the brain would divide another Brian on its own to slowly understand the content.

"It doesn't matter if it's the division of labor in the brain, or it's schizophrenia, anyway, as long as it can achieve the goal." Brian slowly chewed on the chocolate bar as he laid his feet on the table.

On the other side, countless Brian were sitting at the table looking through the books he had just read, and one Brian was diligently guarding the bookshelf, taking down the books one by one and quickly flipping through them.

Not everyone can easily do this after eating NZT, although they can also multitask, but they can't schizophrenize themselves into countless ones, which needs to be fully mastered and adapted to the existence of NZT's effects before this can be done.

However, under the restriction that serious side effects will occur after taking NZT and using it many times, I am afraid that only Brian, who can be immune to the side effects of NZT, can do this.

"Look, I just said that I should also be a protagonist, otherwise how could ordinary people have such treatment." Brian chattered as he put the books back into the shelves, and continued his way through the library, from one shelf to another.

"Bookshelves, bookshelves, bookshelves, unicorns, men in black, bookshelves or bookshelves, bookshelves everywhere, I want to see ......"

"......," Brian paused suddenly, and then said, "Wait, did you see anything strange just now?" (To be continued.) )