"Interesting. He's quite a tough nut to crack!" After regaining his composure, Connor smiled and nodded at the little baldy. However, in the little baldy's eyes, Connor's smile was as abominable as the devil's smile. However, the little baldy didn't have time to think too much about it. He only felt a buzzing sound in his head before his vision turned black again, and he fell unconscious again.
Looking at the unconscious little baldy lying on the ground, a sneer appeared on the corner of Connor's mouth. Although this guy was very tough, as long as the drug test was completed, the little baldy would have no value to him. In that case, Connor was confident that his means would make the little baldy beg him to kill him.
From the spatial ring, Connor took out a thick chain and tied the little baldy to the basement. After doing all this, Connor walked out of the safe house he and Varga shared. He now wanted to return to his apartment and write a secret letter to Varga, telling her that he had found a candidate to test the flying potion and that they could begin testing the flying potion.
However, when Connor returned to his apartment at 16 Rand Street, Connor was surprised to receive a secret letter from Varga in his mailbox. Although the message left by Varga in the secret letter did not say why, the tone was very urgent. She wanted Connor to wait for her at the Piero Grand Theater, 31 Raphael Street, East Loen at seven o 'clock tonight.
Connor took out his pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it. He found that it was already 6: 13 in the evening. There were less than fifty minutes left before the agreed meeting time with Varga at the Piero Grand Theater. Although he was very puzzled, he trusted Varga. Connor, who had just returned to his apartment, walked out again, covered in dust, and got on the public carriage to the Piero Grand Theater.
At 6: 57 in the evening, Connor bought a ticket and walked into the Piero Grand Theater. At this time, there was only one play in the Piero Grand Theater that was preparing for the opening performance, so Connor, who only had one choice, walked into the theater. The play that was being performed in the theater at this time might not be very popular, so there were very few people watching it. Only half of the rows of seats under the stage were filled. Connor looked around the seated audience, but he did not find Varga. He frowned slightly, but he still found a seat in the theater and sat down.
Time passed by, and soon it was 6: 15 in the theater. Connor, who did not see Varga, frowned more and more. Just as Connor was hesitating whether to leave or not, Varga, who was wearing a white veil, hurried into the theater. She glanced around and found Connor in the theater.
"Sorry, Connor, I'm late!" Varga, who was sitting in the row behind Connor, transmitted her voice to Connor apologetically.
"It's okay. Why are you looking for me in such a hurry? What happened?" Connor shook his head slightly and replied to Varga in a low voice. Compared to why Varga was late, Connor was more interested in what had happened to make Varga look for him in such a hurry.
Hearing Connor's question, a bitter smile appeared on Varga's beautiful face behind the veil. She did not directly answer Connor's question. Instead, she took out a letter from her space ring and handed it to Varga.
With doubts in his heart, Connor directly took out the letter from the envelope and began to read its contents.
"Hello, dear Miss Antonella. I'm very sorry for sending you this letter, but I have something urgent to discuss with you. Please forgive my presumptuousness. The book of pharmaceutics passed down by our ancestors should be in your hands now. Please don't worry that I'm not here to take back the book. I believe that as an excellent pharmacist, you must be very clear about its value, and you must want to get the second half of the book. The second half of the book is in my hands now. I think we can have a good talk. I don't mind giving you the pharmaceutics passed down by my ancestors. If you're willing, we can meet in the Ural Villa District in three days."
After reading the contents of the letter carefully, Connor's heart sank. The name Antonella mentioned in the letter was none other than the pseudonym used by Varga in the hospital.
"How long can you stay here?" After putting the letter back into the envelope, Connor transmitted a message to Varga.
Connor knew that Varga chose to meet in this theater instead of the safe house. This meant that the time he and Varga could meet was short. Varga would have to go back soon.
Varga took out the pocket watch from her pocket and looked at the time. She said to Connor helplessly, "Ten minutes. Old Victor wants to see me in a while. He should be giving me the refining method of a new potion for me to study!"
Hearing that Varga only had ten minutes left, Connor got straight to the point. He said to Varga, "If you have Pandev's Selected Pharmaceutics with you, give it to me immediately. Also, give this letter to me first. I suspect that the book has been tampered with!"
Margaret didn't hesitate in the slightest when she heard this. With a flip of her jade-like hand, she took out the book, < > and handed it to Connor. Connor didn't immediately store the book into his spatial ring. Instead, he took out the black pouch that he had used to store the little baldy during the day. Then, he placed the book and the letter that Valga had just given him into the black pouch. Finally, he placed the black pouch into his spatial ring.
This black bag was a small alchemy item that Connor had refined out of boredom. It didn't have much use, but the energy fluctuations emitted by the objects inside the bag, as well as the person's aura, would be blocked. Dealing with this kind of ancient book that could be tracked was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Connor, what should I do?" Varga opened his big eyes and looked at Connor. He wanted to ask for Connor's opinion.
Seeing Varga looking at him, Connor thought for a while and whispered to Varga, "Do you want the second half of this book?"
In response to Connor's question, Varga nodded without hesitation this time. He then explained to Connor through telepathy, "I have already learned a few of the refining methods recorded in this book. They are really magical and will help me greatly in the development of pharmaceutics. Because there is only the first half of the book, some of the refining methods are not recorded completely. I think the rest of the content should be in the second half of the book, so I think …"
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