I sighed.
Now that I think about it, it's really too slow.
You should have realized something was wrong from the very beginning.
"Because Jerry did it too deliberately, as if he wanted us to discover the notebook in the first place!"
"...There seems to be no problem with this, right?" Grace asked cautiously.
Nolan Lusi frowned slightly and said: "There seems to be some illogical logic - it seems that a paradox has appeared?"
"Let's make a simple assumption: all the information we have now about Jerry going back in time and dying of old age comes from the note found in the notebook. Then the letter we found in the cemetery later tells us that the notebook was sold by him in a way that he could. A gift to his younger self... So why didn't young Jerry open his notebook?"
"Hey, that doesn't matter." Grace smiled awkwardly, "Agents can be careless occasionally, so it's not a doubt."
"Then why did he-"
I sighed.
"Why do you put your notebook in such a conspicuous place, squarely on the table, as if you know someone is coming?"
Grace frowned: "Isn't that just the self-consciousness of an agent? Because he knows that he may not be around for long, so he records the necessary information in his notebook and waits for the follow-up people from the Inspectorate to come and take it away, right?"
"So is there any valid information in the notebook?"
"Above..." Grace was stunned.
"The valid information is with the innkeeper." I said softly, "Everything is kept by the fat owner in the name of a friend, as well as a story that sounds somewhat touching."
"Then the question is - if there is no important information in the notebook, why put the notebook in that place?"
Grace gritted her teeth and said, "For, for us to find out."
"To be more precise, it was for us to discover the note inside."
"But, but!" Grace said as if she had thought of something, "But, if it was because he had discovered the note a long time ago, so——"
"That's a paradox." Nolan Lusi said lightly, "This is also a taboo of time magic. If he really goes back to the past and directly tells his younger self what will happen in the future, then his younger self may Therefore, if you escape disaster, you will not go back to the past to tell yourself information about the future.”
Grace covered her head, her eyes seemed to be wandering.
"Wait! I'm a little dizzy, Miss Kellas..." Grace stretched out her hand and turned her head to stop looking at us, as if there was some indescribable object in our area. However, just when she was trying to ask for help from Kyle Rath, Kyle Rath had unfortunately fallen into a state of expressionless sluggishness.
"Kay, Miss Kellas?! Why can't you move! Are you under some kind of immobilization magic!"
Seeing Grace's panic, I covered my head and said, "It's probably because the calculation uses infinite loop recursion, so now the memory overflows..."
"What is that!"
"I probably understand what you're saying, but I have a question." Nolan Lusi frowned slightly and looked at me, "Since Jerry didn't die and didn't travel through time, where is he now? And , why did he want to escape."
"I don't know the second question, but the first one... I probably have an answer."
Or the answer is obvious.
"Just in this hotel." I smiled slightly, "That's it for other places. You can hide anywhere in the city, but only in this strange place, anyone can be an informant, and only in You can only stay in a place you can trust... wait until the storm has passed, then leave or forget."
"Right, right here?!" Grace was surprised, "Why don't you run over and catch him?!"
"But, he is already dead." I smiled softly.
The explanation just now was just to satisfy my desire for reasoning.
In fact...since Jerry has gone through so much trouble to create such a situation for himself to escape, he probably has some unspeakable secrets.
If there's no harm in it, rather than expose it outright, it's better to forget about it and pretend that he has deceived us all.
"How can it be!"
I sat on the chair and said relaxedly: "Oh, I think about it. Didn't we report that he was dead before? If we suddenly say that he is still alive, will we think it is a lie to report military information?"
Grace screamed: "Hey! Is it like that!"
"So, according to imperial law, what is the crime of lying about military intelligence?" I looked at Grace with a smile, "If the intelligence is wrong, there will be some problems, right? At least it is a poor investigation."
"Eh! This, this! It seems like I'm going to jail!!" Grace waved her hands hurriedly, "Then just pretend that I didn't hear anything today. Boss Lin, please help me quickly with the memory erasure spell! "
"There's no need to be like that." The corners of my eyes twitched unconsciously.
Grace stood up suddenly, then clenched her fists and said, "In this case, let's kill Jerry!"
What kind of wonderful thinking are you doing!
Next to him, Kyle Russ yelled as if he had just woken up from a dream, then turned his head and said in horror: "Hey, Boss Lin, this is a BUG! If he hadn't gone back to the past, he wouldn't have left any information. If he didn't leave any information, he would He will encounter this incident and go back to the past, but if he goes back to the past and leaves a message for his younger self in the future to know, he will escape from this incident and will not go back to the past. If he had not gone back to the past· ·····”
"Okay, okay, don't go into an endless loop here. Also, you've been stuck for too long. We've already done this."
"Oh oh oh!" Kyle Russ put his hands on his cheeks like the famous painting "Scream", "Did I miss any important information!"
"No, but it is something that can be regarded as important information for the moment -" I looked at Shelley who was a little confused but still maintained a decent smile, "I forgot to ask you before. You should have a basis for tracking down those guys. Right? Or to be more precise, do you have any way to track the heterogeneity in a certain place?"
Shelley returned to normal from a confused state of smiling and nodding. Then his face turned red and he coughed lightly. He took out a pen and wrote something on the slate.
[There is indeed such a spell that can be used. ]
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