Chapter 39 Questioning

After exiting the back door of the bar, there is a construction area located in the triangular rift valley, with dirty alleys intertwined in a chaotic manner.

The space here is not enough for people to gather and stay, so there are no carnival figures.

This allowed Coven to escape the crowd.

He jumped onto a roof and jumped along the undulating roofs.

After approaching the wall of the Rift Valley, he continued upward along various pipes and buildings.

Coven did not let up his speed to climb, so it took him nearly five minutes to reach the border market at the top of the rift valley.

After finding a deserted alley, Kewen patted his body with his hands and put on a pair of clean and tidy clothes. Then he walked towards the bridge.

However, as soon as he walked out of an alley and saw the bridge, he had to stop.

The bridge is closed! A large number of law enforcement officers were busy on the bridge.

Through the law enforcement officers who were on alert facing the border market, Coven saw many corpses on the bridge.

This made him slightly stunned.

Because he recognized that the law enforcement officers who turned into corpses were the same ones who went to the dark alley before!

With a slight frown, Ke Wen casually released a spell on himself that reduced the sense of presence, and then walked towards the bridge.

When he came to the bridge, he saw clearly the wounds on the corpses.

Looking at the wounds that looked like they were caused by wild beasts, he suddenly thought of cause and effect.

"Glimmer, Hilko..."

Amidst the murmur, Kewen turned his head and glanced towards the seaside of the border market.

After retracting his gaze, he glanced at the more than sixty corpses and shook his head.

Hilko's thoughts are easy to guess.

It was nothing more than killing someone to make the matter more serious and blaming the black alley.

Later, when facing revenge from the upper city, it would be best if Fander dared to resist.

And if Fandel continues to care about each other,

Then Hilko would just use Shangcheng's revenge to let Fandel die.

The various calculations involved are not worthy of Ke Wen's attention.

He passed over the corpses and the lawmen who were busy attending to the aftermath, and crossed the bridge into Piltover.

With the magic removed from his body, the decent-looking Kewen easily blended into the crowd of Piltover.

He walked along the clean and tidy streets paved with gorgeous marble.

It took him more than twenty minutes to arrive near the college area.

After some inquiring, Coven asked where Jess Tallis's studio was. After all, there had just been an explosion there and the memory had not yet faded from the minds of the people around him.

It took a few more minutes to reach the bottom of the building.

Coven looked up at the balcony and walls being repaired, and then walked towards a construction worker who was resting downstairs.

"excuse me."

Ke Wen handed over a silver gear: "Can I ask something?"

The worker who was wiping the dust stains on his face with a towel was stunned.

Then he quickly put away the silver coins, stood up and asked enthusiastically: "Of course sir! What do you want to know?"

"I came here because of its reputation."

Coven said with a smile: "I just traveled to Pilvoorv. I heard that this is a city of progress, a city of art, and a city of freedom."

"Ha ha!"

The local construction worker laughed proudly: "You are right! Sir, this is the Pilvotov you heard about!"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Ke Wen smiled and nodded, pointed to the bombed room above and continued: "So, accidents like the room above are very rare, right? Since it is rare, of course I have to come and see it."

Hearing this, the construction workers' expressions immediately showed anger.

He slapped the side of his leg and complained angrily: "Hey! There are always unsatisfactory results! He is the owner of this house! What kind of illegal experiment is he doing in such a great city?!"

As if embarrassed by being innocently implicated, the construction workers couldn't help but raise their voices.

He said angrily: "But that bastard is lucky! Because his family invented the 'Multifunctional Hammer', and because his family has contributed to the development of science and technology, the parliament did not treat that The boy was banished from the city.”

"and after?"

Ke Wen took the opportunity to ask: "You are the craftsman who restored the appearance of the house, right? Have you met the owner of the house? What happened to him later?"

"Yes, sir."

The craftsman looked up at the balcony and said, "I was invited to repair the house."

Having said this, the construction worker put away his anger and his expression turned to pity.

After sighing slightly, he continued: "I have seen that young man, unruly, refusing to admit his mistakes, and stubborn in his own opinions, but when I look back, aren't other young people similar to him?"

"how?"

Coven asked: "Listening to your tone, what else happened after that?"

"Hey, just yesterday, no, the night before yesterday."

The construction worker pointed to the blasted wall on the fifth floor: "That young man couldn't bear the pressure. He couldn't think about it, so he jumped from there!"

"Jesus!"

Ke Wen pretended to be surprised and asked hurriedly: "Poor young man! Is he okay?!"

"You are so kind."

The construction worker praised Ke Wen, then shook his head and said, "God has mercy on me. The young man only broke his legs and ribs. Fortunately, there were people living around here. When he heard the scream, he was killed as soon as possible." Sent to hospital."

"That's it." Ke Wen nodded suddenly and said with emotion: "God bless you!"

"Yes, God bless!"

The construction worker echoed, and then asked enthusiastically: "Is there anything else you want to know? Whatever I know, I will definitely tell your husband."

"Thank you, Mrs. Pearlwater, you are so enthusiastic."

Kewen complimented and then asked: "I heard that the achievements of this city are inseparable from the invention and leadership of Congressman Heimerdinger? Can I pay him a visit? I mean, what should I pass?" What is the process to get the qualification to visit him?”

"Master Dean?"

The construction worker was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Oh, he prefers to be called the dean instead of a councillor. As for visiting..."

Shaking his head, the construction worker spread his hands and said: "There is no way. The dean rarely leaves the college, unless he is attending the parliament or being invited by the nobles to participate in some activities. If you want to see him, you can only go to the entrance of the college. Wait a minute, if you are lucky, you may be able to meet the dean who happens to be out."

"That's it, I know."

Ke Wen smiled and nodded: "Thank you, then I'll try my luck."

"Haha." The construction worker laughed enthusiastically: "Sir, may luck be with you."

"Thanks again."

Ke Wen responded: "That's it, I'm disturbing your time. I'll take my leave."

"You're welcome!"

The construction worker saluted slightly: "Sir, Pilvotov welcomes you."

Science looked at the other person and leaned forward slightly, then turned and left with a smile.

After walking a few dozen meters, he could still hear the praise from the construction worker.

…

Next, Kewen went directly to the academy.

As for Jace Tallis?

Corwin has no interest in it anymore.

The reason why I came here to ask is just for the sake of that notebook, I came here to pay attention to it.

After all, Bang Bang and the other party had a cause and effect.

Coven didn't pay much attention to Jace Tallis, otherwise he wouldn't have delayed coming here until today.

This is because he knows the laws of fate. Jace Tallis has the luck of this world and will not die easily at all.

The result was as he expected. Even though Victor's appearance did not interrupt his jumping off the building, Jess Tallis was still affected by fate and survived.

In this case, Kewen doesn't need to worry about it.

So he kept going all the way, and soon came to the gate of the college.

The academy is an important area of ​​​​the city, so it is patrolled and protected by law enforcement officers.

Kewen once again released the magic of reducing his presence on himself.

When he walked into the college, he saw tireless students and heard all kinds of academic discussions.

The students are full of energy, and everyone has unlimited imagination for the future on their faces.

Ke Wen took a brief stroll around the academy and after finding no target outside the building, he walked into the castle-like building.

There was an office guide map hanging on the wall of the lobby on the first floor. Kewen found the dean's office and followed the stairs to the top floor.

clang clang.

He knocked on the door of the dean's room and removed the magic from himself.

"Please come in." A slightly shrill voice came from the office.

Ke Wen smiled, turned the door handle and pushed open the door.

"Well... young man, who are you?"

A big furry head was exposed behind the desk facing the door.

Flame-shaped light yellow hair, a red inverted triangular nose, and two fluffy white beards.

Heimerdinger has a pair of long, large ears, and the two tufts of white fluff at the tips of the ears are very conspicuous.

The big eyes are particularly two-dimensional, and the watery blue eyeballs seem to be able to speak, allowing people to easily read various emotions from them.

While Ke Wen was looking at it, Heimerdinger, who received no response, asked again.

His two big ears pricked up, and he raised his voice slightly and asked: "Young man? Do you have anything to do with me? I remember that I didn't receive an appointment application?"

"Hello."

Coven finally spoke.

His eyes were full of fond greed.

After resisting the urge to run over and hug Mao Dumpling into his arms, he smiled and said, "Nice to meet you, Tech Poppy."

"What?"

Heimerdinger jerked his neck back and froze.

His eyes widened, and his long ears twitched slightly excitedly: "You heard me right, you said Bobby? So you know Bobby?"

"Bobby the Sledgehammer." Coven smiled and nodded: "I know her, but she doesn't know me."

"Bobby the Sledgehammer? What is this name?"

Heimerdinger tilted his head like a cat, and his long ears dropped to mid-height.

He made a thoughtful gesture and soon his eyes widened.

Raising his tone, Heimerdinger pricked up his ears and emphasized in an irritable tone: "I understand! But you are wrong! Our race is not Poppy! We are yordles!"

"Technology Poppy, Sledgehammer Poppy..."

His tone was both helpless and funny: "Even if you like to distinguish us by our characteristics, you should still call us Technoyordles and Sledgehammers... Bah, bah, bah!"

Heimerdinger waved his little short hand repeatedly, and said depressedly: "You almost led me astray! You are such a naughty young man. I am Heimerdinger, a yordle! Cecil B. ·Heimerdinger!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Kewen was amused and laughed heartily.

Heimerdinger was still depressed and interrupted: "Stop, stop, stop! You naughty child! Stop laughing!"

"Sorry sorry."

Ke Wen gradually stopped laughing, closed the door and walked into the office.

Arriving at the desk, he sat down directly and without ceremony, looking across the table at Heimerdinger who had stood up from the chair.

"Is it time to answer me now?"

Heimerdinger looked at Coven and asked, "Who are you? And how did you get in? I didn't receive the appointment request."

"A little trick."

Kewen smiled and said: "Introduction, I am Kewen Quinn, from um... the lower city of Zaun, I am here to invite you."

"Zu An? Invitation?"

Heimerdinger's big ears drooped, which meant that his emotions were restrained.

"What do you want to invite me to?"

He asked Kewen: "Young man, can we stop guessing? Can we talk seriously?"

"Can."

Ke Wen nodded: "That big, no!"

"Ke uh...cough!"

"I mean, Mr. Heimerdinger."

Ke Wen kept back the nickname he was about to spit out, and said seriously: "Mr. Heimerdinger, do you realize that you are unfair?"

"What do you mean?" Heimerdinger raised his big furry ears slightly and asked in confusion: "Are you yourself being treated unfairly by the college, or are you complaining to me about injustice on behalf of other students? "

"Expand the boundaries further."

Ke Wen reminded: "For example, think about Zaun, which used to be divided into upper and lower cities, and then think about Zaun, the lower city now."

Hearing this, Heimerdinger frowned in the fur above his eyes.

He leaned forward slightly with his hands on the edge of the table.

Looking into Ke Wen's eyes, Heimerdinger asked in a deep voice: "Young man, tell me completely what you want to say!"

Corwin nodded.

"Pilvoorv."

He raised his hand and pointed out the window: "This city has been devoted to you. You lead the college and continue to expand the development of this city, but..."

Kewen asked softly: "Mr. Heimerdinger, have you forgotten that this place once belonged to Zaun?"

Without waiting for Heimerdinger to respond, Coven continued: "You are one of the founders of the entire Zaun, but why, since Zaun was divided into two parts, your sight has only been limited to this upper city. Woolen cloth?"

Pointing in the direction of the Rift Valley, Kewen continued to ask: "Why do the inventions and contributions made by you and your subordinates no longer benefit the lower city that still retains the name Zaun?"

The questioning was paused, and Heimerdinger was completely stunned...