Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 613: Harassment Phone Calls from Miskatonic University (4k+)

In the small restaurant of "Dog Riding Rabbit", an endless celebratory dinner was finally coming to an end.

At first, the Saint ate her food in small bites and paid more attention to dining etiquette, but as the atmosphere became more lively, she became less restrained and ate the food that was continuously delivered to the table. In the end, the little genius brother and sister were afraid that the Saint would get sick from overeating, so they persuaded her to go back to her bedroom.

Kou Gang and Lin Qun were both drunk. One of them had his head on the rice bowl, and the other had his head on the plate, and they were snoring loudly.

Where is Marquette? He was lying under the table. Although he could hold his liquor well, he was not a good drinker. Unlike the other two who fell asleep after getting drunk, Marquette stood on a chair and talked nonsense, and then he lifted an empty barrel to perform juggling.

Finally, he stepped on an empty wine bottle, raised his hands high, lost his balance, and fell headfirst under the table, completely motionless.

"Shani, soup!"

Liu Yonglu didn't expect that the person who would eat the last at the table would be Ling'er. The little girl maintained the same posture from beginning to end, with one hand supporting her cheek and the other hand turning the pages of a book, and from time to time she would scoop up two spoonfuls of soup from the hand that was turning the book.

"Would you like some bread?"

Xia Ni's dishes are based on Liu Yonglu's taste, so salty! Ling'er always drinks soup instead of dry food, she will become Yan Bahu in a while.

"Soup, I want soup."

"okay!"

Shani likes to eat, and he also likes to watch others eat the food he cooks. Today, everyone at Shiweitian is eating and drinking, and it’s lively, and he is happier than anyone else.

Xiaohu had already eaten his fill and gone out to play on the deck with his chicken. At this time, only Liu Yonglu and Millie Tang were left at the table.

They had also drunk a lot. Liu Yonglu sat back in his chair, squinting his eyes, holding the black fan in his hand, shaking his head and humming the lines from the opera:
"Forcing me to drink, hiccup, I met a killer on the Yellow Crane Tower... Zhou Lang begged me to kill him, hiccup, and asked me to return to Jingzhou City..."

At the dining table, the little man with woolen thread on the road was also moving his body along with Liu Yonglu's words and humming.

Millie Tang stared at the crystal glass in her hand in a daze. This glass... seemed to be fou'd by Kougan before. He was so happy drinking just now that he took it from the house to use as a wine vessel.

"Ricky, Ricky! We haven't finished talking about what just happened."

Mili Tang patted the back of Liu Yonglu's hand. Liu Yonglu paused for a few seconds before he opened his eyes dazedly:
"Let's talk about things. Yes, let's talk about things. Where were we just now... Mom is fine! Yes, Mom is fine!"

Liu Yonglu slapped his thigh and smiled ingratiatingly.

Just now in the corridor, Millie Tang only glanced at the parchment, and then the two of them came to the restaurant together. Today is a good day for Shi Weitian to reunite and celebrate, and Millie Tang didn't want to keep others waiting too long.

After having enough food and drink, Millie Tang got down to business again.

“Mom has other witches, from what I gather…since I only got Emily’s notes.

But Emily has a good relationship with our family, and I think the information she has should be synchronized with my grandmother's grandmother's grandmother.

They have been looking for a way to leave this world.

Remember the teleportation spell? The lower part of the teleportation spell found in the Holy Throne is actually an incomplete version.

The spell I have can only open the passage, but the witch cannot enter."

"puff!"

Ling'er, who was reading a book nearby, suddenly sneered with a very vivid expression.

Millie Tang glared at her fiercely, but the little girl pretended not to see it and continued to drink her soup with her head down.

"Now, Mi Li'er, please continue."

Liu Yonglu quickly changed the subject.

“In Emily’s opinion, there are two other prerequisites for the successful completion of this ceremony.

The first is the Virgin Mary’s stone tablet. You should already know the nature of the stone tablet. It is a map connecting all intelligent civilizations.

Spells without maps would lead to the tragedy that happened hundreds of years ago when a witch accidentally summoned living fire.

Those chaotic and powerful gods themselves have a fatal attraction. If there is no map, the passage will most likely be sensed by unknown gods, who will distort the end of the passage and use it for their own benefit.

Although I was busy with the forbidden ritual in the town before, I still remembered a small part of the pattern on the stone slab under my feet. When we have a chance, we can try to eliminate some of them..."

"I remember everything. You're just slow."

Ling'er interrupted again.

"Enjoy your soup!"

Although Liu Yonglu's tone was stern, he turned his back and made a face at Ling'er. Tsk, his daughter was really reliable at the critical moment.

Millie Tang's face was uncertain, and after a long while she spoke slowly:
"Emily, and Mom, and the other missing witches...

They must have tried various methods, but all failed in the end. The world could not be saved, and the reincarnation cycle would never end. So these people's plan was to find a new world that was more suitable and safer, and thus they crossed many unknown paths. "

Emily's box was retrieved from within the slab, proving that the witches had reached the end of their journey.

Millitang could fully imagine the shock they felt when they saw the stone slab. The Virgin Mary was still asleep at the time, and the information on the stone slab must have been fragmented and incomplete. The witches could only rely on their intuition to try this forbidden spell, even though they didn't know what the result would be or where the end would be.

"Mi Li'er, um..."

Liu Yonglu rarely sat up straight, so he did not speak without thinking, but prepared his words:
"Looking for our mother is of course a serious matter, and I fully support this, but I haven't been back for a long time.

Can you use me as an experiment first, send me back first, I will go home and take a look, and then come back? "

After staying in this world for more than a year, Liu Yonglu met many interesting people such as Mili'er, Xiaohu, Linbei, etc., and developed a deep emotional connection with them.

But there are still two elders and many friends at home, and of course, there is Liu Yonglu's unfinished career.

He really wanted to go back and take a look, or at least report that he was safe.

"I'll go back with you and stay a little longer...it's okay."

Millie Tang tilted her head and whispered.

"If something goes wrong with the spell, it's better for me to be in trouble alone than for both of us to be trapped in it."

"Hehe, are you feeling guilty? Are you afraid to let me go with you?"

The witch's eyes widened. Ever since Liu Yonglu fell into the water and disappeared, Millie Tang had made up her mind that the two of them would never be separated again.
Seeing his wife rolling up her sleeves, Liu Yonglu quickly waved his hand and said:
"That piece, that piece."

In fact, he also wanted to take Millie Tang with him:

"But there is still a problem. Do we have to take a boat to the Lost Sea again? We need to find a prescription and get medicine. We should get on the bus from the same place where mom got on."

Millie Tang shook her head:
"This is the second problem I mentioned. It is best to choose a suitable location to cast this forbidden spell."

Millie Tang told Liu Yonglu about this taboo when they first met. The location, time, and process of large-scale forbidden spells are very particular. If there is any mistake, the probability of success will be greatly reduced.

"But there's no need to go to the Lost Sea. I know of at least one suitable place in Mosesad."

……

Kurt, Oia City Port District, is still the tavern that Liu Yonglu and his friends visited last time. Carol is drinking whiskey at the bar with Marquette, Lin Brown, and Kogan:
"Kurt is good in every way, but I can't get used to this wine! It's too sweet and too cloying! The key is that I don't need people like you to chat with me while I'm drinking!"

Carol had changed into the white castor robe commonly worn by the Kurds, and around his neck was a huge necklace pendant decorated with black agate and gold threads. If it weren't for his eye-catching golden curly hair, Carol would have looked no different from the locals.

"How is it? Can you leave? We can't force you in this regard. After all, you are now the legal...husband of the ruler of Upper Kurt! Hahaha."

Marquette laughed and patted Carol's shoulder. Kogan also joined in the fun, banging the table loudly.

"Tsk, you're just jealous!"

"After all this talk, can we finally leave?"

This sudden remark added fuel to the fire.

"Yes... I can... But this is not a special case, I have to ask Yasmine's opinion..."

"Hahaha, you still say you can make the decision!"

"At first I thought it was a bit hasty for Sir Gregory to send you here for marriage, but now I see you're damn suitable!"

"Carol, why don't you go home now? If you go back late, Yasmine will have to lock the door."

"Hahaha!"

Marquette, Coleman, and Lindbergh ignored Carol's long face and continued to sneer.

"Carol! Milly Tang told me that you were going back to Moses Thad!?"

The door of the bar opened, and Yasmin, wearing a ginger robe, followed Millie Tang in from outside. Yasmin's face was a little rounder than five months ago, but her temper was still the same as before, impetuous and straightforward.

Marquette also noticed that Millie Tang behind Yasmine winked at him and secretly pointed at Yasmine's belly.

He quickly nudged Lin Bulang beside him with his elbow, and Lin Bulang understood and put out the cigarette in his hand.

“Well… that’s what they said.

It took several months to go back and forth, so I didn't go, but I prepared a lot of gifts, some for my uncle, some for my parents' family, and some for the Moses Sadd royal family.

Don't worry, they are all sent in our names."

Seeing his wife enter the bar, Carol gently took Yasmine's hand.

"You mean you're not going?"

"No, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Carol actually wanted to go back to Moses Thad. He really missed the smell of the Special Investigations Department building. But looking at his wife's belly, he could only give up this unrealistic idea.

"Why not!? I've never been to Moses Sadeh!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, Yasmin glared and said she would not do it anymore! Kurt had been tired of staying there for a long time. He heard that there were many interesting things in Mosesad, such as roaring steam trains, funny and noisy circus performances, and fascinating and moving love dramas.

"Yasmine, this is no time for jokes. You are now the queen of Upper Kurt."

Lin Brown reminded from the side.

“Wrong, I am only the Grand Duchess of Tirmsi City now, and the king of the entire Kurt is Yusuf.

This guy seems to have endless energy as soon as he opens his eyes every day. I used to see him half asleep and half awake, but I didn’t expect that he would have so much energy after becoming a king.

If he likes to do it, let him do it. I think he is doing a good job.”

Marquette nodded.

Indeed, he had the most say among the people in the bar. After all, Marquette was still the leader of these Desert Rangers a few months ago.

This time when entering the port of Oia, Marquette clearly felt that the atmosphere in the city was much more harmonious, and merchants were shoulder to shoulder, all busy with their own business.

Yusuf was indeed a qualified ruler.

"Yasmin, but... our journey by sea will take nearly a month, and I'm afraid your situation..."

Marquette stammered and pointed to Yasmine's belly.

"Are you worried about my and Carol's child? Don't worry!
We Kurt women are different from you people from the Western Continent. Girls who are seven or eight months old often have to help their families herd sheep.

And I just saw your fleet at the port. Wow, six or seven large warships. Can't you even protect a pregnant woman? "

Perhaps Yasmin was trying to show off her power, so she picked up the half glass of whiskey that Carol had placed on the table and was about to put it into her mouth, but fortunately Carol was quick enough to stop her.

Yes, his wife is not some weak little princess. She has grown up through hard work in the market.

"When do we set off? Where's Ricky? He's the captain, so he should have the final say on this matter. I'll ask him."

Yasmin looked around and only then realized that one of the familiar people was missing.

"I went upstairs to make a phone call and report the work status to the Investigation Department."

Marquette pointed to the ceiling.

……

Moses Sadd, Special Incidents Investigations Unit, in Oliver's wiring room.

Oliver was sitting at his desk, sorting out the files at hand with his head down, when suddenly the phone on the desk rang.

Oliver sighed and looked back at the CEO who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Norman folded the newspaper and frowned. He estimated that the call in front of him was most likely from the University of Michigan again.

A few months ago, someone from the University of Michigan would call on time every day, with only one thing on the phone: asking for help! They said that students were missing one after another in the school, and the scene was extremely strange, and they hoped that the Investigation Department would send investigators to the school to investigate.

But...General Norman doesn't really want to get involved in this matter. First of all, due to the exploration project of the Lost Sea, the investigators are really stretched thin and it's difficult to allocate manpower.

Secondly, the relationship between the Investigation Department and the University of Michigan has always been a bit delicate. The University of Michigan is nominally friendly with the Investigation Department, but it has always obeyed orders and not announcements.

There are many precious ancient books in the Michigan University Library, and the Investigation Department has always wanted to expand this information to its own archives.

But the University of Michigan always finds various reasons to push its way forward. Occasionally, some very strange things happen in this school, but they always handle them properly on their own and don't give the Investigation Department a chance to intervene.

General Norman intuitively felt that this was a serious matter due to the sudden request for help!
Since you didn't give me face before, there's no need for me to give you face now, just drag it out.

After a few seconds of silence, Chief Norman pointed at the phone, and Oliver shrugged helplessly and picked up the receiver.

There was no rambling from the Michigan professor on the other end of the microphone. Instead, a familiar voice made Oliver open his mouth wide:
"Sister, good afternoon. We should be having lunch soon!"

(End of this chapter)