Conan Super Detective

Because usually this time, it is the time when Dongma rides on her and does whatever he wants.

"Today happens to be the day when I got my driver's license. Orange has been sending text messages to remind me to go there since morning." Dongma said with a smile, patted the golden head lightly, and then left the apartment.

After that, Dongma found the orange that seemed to lie lazily in the rest room in the Jialan Hall.

She started sleeping irregularly from the morning, it seems that because of the body of a dead person, her biological clock has become more and more weird.

"It's just a contract. Why does even Dongma value it so much?" Orange said lazily, and his lazy body slowly crawled out of the quilt and displayed it in front of Dongma.~

"The contract? It's not unclear, but it's a rare saying." Dongma casually took away his driver's license, which was smaller than a bank card.

"Because the focus is clearly on the process, but everyone pays more attention to the results. Just like schools in this country, it is more important to rely on learning to obtain qualifications, but in fact everyone learns for qualifications. And when the qualifications are obtained, the learning itself is meaningless. It is equivalent to getting the evidence that has been learned before. Isn't it the so-called contract?" Orange sneered, as always.

"Qualification itself is also meaningful." Dongma retorted casually.

But in fact, Dongma has accepted the argument of Orange, which is indeed a common sense mistake that humans will make in most cases.

"Speaking of which, I remember that Orange, you also went to take the driver's license test? I can vividly remember the scene at that time!" Dong Ma said suddenly teasingly.

I went to the driver’s license examination room without any preparation, got the driver’s license with all the correct results, and then...

This woman has not actually driven a car in a day.

"But think about it the other way around. If you go to the driving school, it will be even more terrifying." Dongma seemed to think of some funny scene, and chuckles sneerly.

"As always rude, Dongma! I was also a student at the time, wasn't it all at that time to take the driving license test?" Orange said with a dissatisfaction.

"Ah, speaking of it, you did have a student life, but just think about that kind of scene...poof...no, no, let me laugh for a while!" Dongma couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"...I want to eat Tsukimi Udon!" Orange seemed to sense his obvious disadvantage, so he changed the subject decisively.

"I don't know how to cook." Dongma said flatly.

"Liar! You know how to do it!" Orange pointed to the nutritious porridge that Dongma had just brought over not far away.

"That's not what I did." Dongma shook his head.

"Ah, I have indeed been here for a while in morning style." It seems that from a dreamlike memory, a certain fact that seems to have happened has been found.

Although the eldest lady of Shishi seems unwilling to cook, she actually has 723 superb craftsmanship. In terms of knife skills, she even deliberately cuts all the food in the three-star Michelin store.

Although it's just a process, it doesn't sound like a high-end chef or a chef in charge of appetizers and soups, but it's not a job that any chef can do.

So, after realizing that he could only eat what was left in the morning, the oranges had no choice but to continue eating the delicious Japanese nutritious porridge.

Although other aspects of culinary skills seem to be temporarily unable to meet the requirements of the three-star Michelin, it seems that it is completely qualified to be a master chef and assistant chef in an ordinary Japanese restaurant.

Just as Dongma was admiring the cooking skills in his heart, he suddenly saw a photo not far from the table, which seemed to be a photo from a long time ago.

What attracted Dongma's attention was not because of the young oranges above, nor the gloomy tall Asian man, but the white man wearing a red coat and a red top hat.

The familiar long blond hair, the thin body, and the weird smile.

There is no doubt that this is what he encountered during the day today, the man who is undoubtedly a magician.

Chapter 2110 The opposite magic road (fourth on New Year's Day)

"Aha, orange, are your classmates in the clock tower now?" Dongma laughed.

Because the background in the photo is Big Ben, which can be called the clock tower, so ordinary people will think it is a school near Big Ben, in downtown London.

But in fact, both Dongma and Orange know that it is one of the three major institutions of the Magic Association, which has cultivated countless magicians, the Clock Tower.

Of course, the orange in the photo is completely different from what it is now. It is a girl who can definitely be described by words like quiet and puppet. The depressing look is also vividly shown in the photo.

But I don't know if it's the weather. The gloomy weather in the background makes the girl look more like an Eastern ghost.

"Ah, it is indeed a classmate from the clock tower era. Speaking of which, it should be when my sister was in high school, which is about eight years ago."

"Speaking of, the war between your sisters hadn't started yet? Why did you think of going to the clock tower?" Dongma asked casually.

After all, I am idle and bored, always looking for some topics.

"Because I just became independent from my grandfather, I don't have the technology and funds to build the magic workshop independently, so the best way is to join a big organization like the Magic Association." Orange said with a natural expression.

"Ah, after all, it is the clock tower that always maintains the total amount of 20% of the magic and mystery. It is indeed much better than the so-called association prototype of Wandering Sea, and the place where the main alchemist of Atlas Institute is. "Dongma nodded.

"After all, that is the headquarters of the association. On the back of the British Museum, there is the mystery that I expected above!" Orange said feverishly.

"Speaking of which, why do everyone say that the clock tower is on the back of the British Museum?" Dongma was a little strange, obviously in a small town outside London.

"Oh, because that is the association's external liaison headquarters, which is commonly referred to as the headquarters, and also serves as the association's own liaison office, so everyone will say that the clock tower is there." Orange explained after thinking about it. Tao.

In other words, the new students basically go there to sign up, so the external claim is that the clock tower is there, and there seems to be nothing wrong.

"Twenty-year-old girl, it would be very difficult for someone to go to such a place to study alone?" Dongma hugged the orange that was lost in memory, carefully playing with the one she was already familiar with, but every time Beautiful bodies with different tactile experiences.

"After all, the Cangqi family has always been a heretic family on the association's side, so I can't help it. I chose the spell-carving magic that was completely unpopular at the time. The association itself also needs such an unpopular researcher, which makes me I started studying there safely. Then I went to the Tole Association to participate in some kind of creation. After a few years, I had a research room that belonged to me."

To put it simply, this is the reason why Aosaki Orange, the successor of the original magician, suddenly learned puppet magic.

Although it seemed helpless, it was an opportunity to make Aosaki Orange, the highest humanoid emissary.

"What happened then? How did you meet these two people?" Dong Ma laughed with interest.

"One day I was immersed in the dolls. I saw that man, a weird guy who claimed to be a Tantric monk. He had a strong will. With a will like hell, the body shell he exercised was like he was going to The red lotus industry of this target is just like fire."

"It's hell? It's a rare saying." Dongma paid attention to the modifier of orange.

"Ah, Ji Zang said: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. You should know this classic saying?" Orange asked.

"Oh? Then I roughly understand. He has great perseverance and courage to move towards a goal that he knows is impossible, so his life does not need the approval of other people, because he will burn the scum of hell by his side. ." Dongma suddenly.

"Yes, because I have absorbed the endless pain, although I am completely unqualified as a magician, as an individual, it is an extremely powerful existence!"

Since this was from the mouth of the puppet who recently received a magician, it shows how powerful this monk is in some ways.

"You care about him, right?" Dongma asked suddenly.

"Yes, because his path is destined to be lonely, and he who chose this path is also a clumsy guy who will definitely make people care." Orange admitted generously.

This is not feelings of love or liking, but pure pity=compassion, pity-compassion to the martyrs.

... Maybe there is respect.

After all, for oranges, that is the opposite and will never choose the path.

"I made the doll to reach the other side named [Root] in a perfect human form. But he used his soul to regard himself as the cat in [Schrodinger's Cat]." Orange concluded .