A scholar who went to the "civilian school" to teach history for some reason, a teacher who is well versed in ancient history and seems to have a good relationship with Nina, his arrival was an unexpected situation for Duncan - but it was also an opportunity.

Mr. Morris's attainments in the professional field will inevitably help Duncan solve many problems, and if he can establish a good relationship with such professionals, there may be unexpected conveniences in the future - an old scholar with a relatively high status will inevitably have a certain status in the city-state.

Nina didn't know why her uncle Duncan suddenly agreed to the home visit, and she didn't think about it carefully, but she just felt particularly happy.

This trance even made her have an illusion - it was as if her life was really changing in a good direction, gradually... back to the past.

The night outside the window is getting deeper, and the pale and cold light of the creation of the world reflects the windowsill on the second floor of the antique shop. Under the quiet night, the whole city is gradually becoming quiet.

In this world filled with strange things, most people have no nightlife to talk about.

"Come for dinner," Duncan greeted his "niece" who was dazed in front of the window. He brought the stewed fish soup to the dining table, as well as the bread Nina bought in the afternoon and the onion rings that just fryed. In his opinion, this dinner was not actually rich, but considering the particularity of "fish", this meal may be considered a feast in the lower city area, "I will get up early to go to school tomorrow."

"Oh, OK Uncle Duncan."

Nina agreed and came to the dining table obediently. The fragrance of fish soup had already dissipated. She shook her nose in surprise and looked at Duncan in disbelief: "It smells so good... Uncle, when did your craft become so good?"

"Can this be considered a good craft?" Duncan couldn't help laughing, thinking that his cooking skills were probably only a little more powerful than Alice, and he was even rated as a good craft. "Did I have a very poor craft before?"

"That can't be described as bad. You used to cook according to the standard of not being able to eat. And even though you were so poor that you had to study new dishes with ambitions. Every time you pulled me to try the poison with you..." Nina muttered. She recalled the past and was a little surprised. "Once, what you made was so bad that you couldn't eat yourself, so you had to throw the thing away and throw it away to the trash can, and then drag me to the family restaurant next door to solve the lunch problem. After I came back, I saw the neighbor's dog lying in front of the trash can at the door and spit all over the floor. Since then, when the dog saw you..."

As Nina spoke, her voice suddenly slowly lowered.

"Forget it, it happened several years ago, and you never like to listen to me mention these..."

Duncan remained silent.

In the memory left by the body, there was no such thing that Nina remembered—these were almost the only good memories that Nina had when she was with her uncle, but had disappeared with the last breath of the astrayer.

Nina silently broke the dry and hard bread and soaked the bread a little bit soft with delicious soup.

Duncan suddenly reached out and rubbed the child's hair.

Nina raised her head in surprise: "Uncle?"

"Uncle's new dish has been successfully studied." Duncan said seriously.

Nina looked at Duncan in a daze. Her expression changed several times. She thoughts circled in her mind for countless hours. Finally, all her expressions turned into a smile that could not be held back: "Uncle, you are so serious, so funny!"

"No teasing the adults," Duncan glanced at Nina, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and inadvertently said, "By the way, I'm going to sort out the situation in the store just now. If you see something strange and unrecognizable on the first floor, don't touch it."

He is preparing for the next two places to travel and transfer "materials" to the distribution and turnover.

As Ay's ability was developed, he had to frequently deliver goods between the Dunnar and the antique shop, which was difficult to completely hide from Nina's eyes - so it's better to get a vaccination in advance.

Nina had no doubts at all. She nodded quickly, and Duncan said immediately: "In addition, I plan to add personal positions in the store, so that if I go out during the day, someone can stay and take care of me - of course, this is just an initial plan and may not be realized. I just tell you in advance, so that one day you will feel strange when you suddenly see a stranger in the store."

This time, he was laying the foundation for Alice's arrival - of course, it was just laying the foundation.

There are still many things to consider when a doll lady enters the city-state. Teleporting it over is only the most inconspicuous link. He also wants to think about how to avoid the truth of Alice's "doll" being discovered - Alice's appearance is almost the same as a real person. As long as she wears long gloves to cover her hand joints, there will be no big problems. At most, she will wear a veil to cover her face that is even more delicate than a real person. This is all a small problem, the real big problem... it is the guy's head.

He brought Alice over to help him, and that guy was not good at running away in front of people all day long.

Nina looked at Duncan in surprise: "Uncle, you actually want to hire a clerk for the store?! This is a big deal... Have you chosen someone? What kind of person is it?"

Duncan thought about it and tried to filter out a bunch of not-so-good adjectives from his mind, and then he looked straight: "There is a...hardworking young lady."

He thought about it carefully and it seemed that Alice had only "hard work" left.

Then he saw the expression on Nina's face suddenly become subtle.

The girl looked up and down at her uncle for several times, and finally couldn't help it: "Young lady? Uncle, are you..."

Duncan is a experienced person. When he saw Nina's appearance, he knew what she was thinking. He immediately tapped the table with his fingers: "Eat a good meal! What are you thinking about!"

Nina immediately laughed and made a "huff" sound, and continued to lower her head to eat. After tasting a bite of the fish, she opened her eyes wide in surprise: "It's so delicious!"

Duncan laughed, and said while breaking some bread and throwing it to the dove paced beside him: "Then eat more, there's still something in the kitchen."

On the small second floor of the antique shop, Nina and her uncle Duncan ended a simple and long-lost dinner like this.

After dinner, everything was cleaned up, Duncan called Nina, who was about to go back to her room to rest.

He wanted to confirm something.

"Nina," he looked at the girl who had just packed up the cup and plate and came out of the kitchen, "I want to ask you something."

"Ah?" Nina was a little curious, "What's the matter?"

"Do you still remember... what happened when you were a child?" Duncan recalled the information he heard at that cult party, "It was when you were six years old."

Nina frowned. She didn't know why her uncle suddenly mentioned the old story from eleven years ago, but she still started to think about it.

Eleven years have passed, and she was only six years old back then, so when she recalled the past, she actually couldn't say that there was too much sadness in her heart.

"I was still young at that time and couldn't remember many things, but I remember that day was very messy... there were messy adults everywhere. Some people said that a factory leaked near the Cross Block, some people said that a collective frenzy occurred in Xia San Street, and some people even said that something happened in the upper city... I didn't remember many things at that time, but I heard from the adults talk about it later... "

Duncan thought for a while and looked into Nina's eyes: "Do you remember a fire? I took you away from the fire at that time, and your parents... were in that fire..."

He just tentatively mentioned it, but he didn't expect that Nina suddenly opened her eyes: "Big fire? Uncle, do you remember that there was a big fire at that time?"

"... Of course I remember," Duncan knew that something was wrong with Nina's reaction, "I remember something wrong with the fire?"

"I also remember that the fire broke out, it was a big and big fire," Nina said a little excited. She quickly said, "But later I told the adults around me to listen to it, but no one remembered it. They all said that I was frightened at that time and there was no place to catch the fire... Later, when I grew up, I went to find the original newspaper..."

Speaking of this, she stopped and shook her head slowly with a strange expression: "But even the newspaper did not mention anything about the fire... All the records only say that a factory leaked at that time, and the chemical substances caused a large-scale hallucination..."
Chapter completed!