Operation Red Book

Then Bell pulled out a pile of rags from his pocket and placed them in Jacob's outstretched hand.

Joshua was pushed up a little by Moriarty, and he saw the broken quartz watch.

"As soon as I entered the room, I realized that this broken watch and the clock on the wall are beyond repair. I'd better apply for reimbursement from Mr. Johnson."

Bell patted Jacob's shoulder comfortingly. It was easy to guess what had happened here.

The person who usually controls time is suddenly controlled by an unknown witch. It would be uncomfortable for anyone else, let alone the noble Son of Time who has a strong self-esteem and is not that thick-skinned.

But Jacob didn't care about Bell's concern. He even smiled triumphantly: "Fortunately, Sherlock Holmes forgot to let me return his watch."

"Will the things we experience in the conscious world also happen simultaneously in reality?"

Thomas asked while sniffing his nose, his face was a little pale and his eyes became dull.

"Otherwise, why would I rush back to save you in the first place?" Bell touched Thomas' wet orange curly hair.

"The ceiling... not... white film... no, it's still the ceiling... is the water inside real?"

The moment the white membrane broke, the flood and the other three people poured out.

An unknown turbid liquid rolled in like a tsunami, blocking his throat, nose and ears. Joshua still feels a little scared when he thinks about it now.

"When the witch's head completely melted, I found myself in darkness. Two or three drops of water dripped onto my face, and then I slowly woke up."

Moriarty explained calmly, his golden hair sticking to his fair cheeks, and water droplets flowed down, several of which flowed into Joshua's hair.

"There were white walls all around, and water was pouring out of the walls. I couldn't find an outlet, let alone a drainage hole."

"The water level was only up to our ankles at first, then to our knees, and finally to our chests..."

"Wuwuwuwu...I almost drowned in that horrible swimming pool when the water level reached Mr. Moriarty's waist. Wuwuwuwu..."

Thomas threw himself into Bell's chest in grievance, and couldn't hold back his sobs any longer.

"Didn't I pull you out of the water?" Moriarty said, holding his forehead.

"Didn't I let you ride on my neck?" Jacob said, pinching Thomas' soft cheek.

"Ugh...I just almost died!"

"Anyway..." Moriarty continued, "When the water level reached Jacob's neck, we found that the floor beneath our feet suddenly became unusually soft."

"The four square walls also began to deform and slowly bulged outwards... The whole room turned into a water ball, and the three of us fell into the water."

"We couldn't grab or step on it, we had no sharp tools, and there was no air. We had to hit the nearest white membrane hard. Apart from that, we couldn't do anything else."

"Thomas passed out first. Faintly, I heard your voice and the witch's, so I slapped the white membrane even harder."

"Just when I accidentally choked on a mouthful of water, the white membrane underneath suddenly broke. The moment I breathed in fresh air, darkness enveloped me again..."

After listening to Moriarty's story, the surroundings inevitably sank into silence. The night was particularly dark, like spilled ink dripping into black eyeballs.

Everyone felt heavy-hearted, and Bell's tone became increasingly heavy.

"In the real world, the three of you were soaking wet, and there was a large puddle of water on the ground."

"You struggled violently, your faces turned darker and darker, and I was so scared that I quickly sought help from my seniors."

"Then how did you save us?" Jacob asked.

"You will need a special knife to sever your connection to the crystal ball."

Bell lowered his eyes and glanced at everyone, then extended a finger mysteriously.

"These beams of light are generated by that purple crystal ball. Where did that crystal ball come from? You won't believe it if I tell you..."

"Usol's horn." Jacob answered calmly, "No need to think about it, the most precious crystal in the world."

"you!"

Bell wanted to keep the secret but was easily exposed by the annoying Son of Time, and fire flashed in his eyes.

"Ursor's horn?"

Joshua blinked. There were too many unknowns in the world after the time travel. The areas worth developing were far more than just this small human world.

As far as he knew, humans were just a screw that kept the world running smoothly.

"Ursor is a beast from the underworld. I heard that he is the pet of Uriel, the judge of the underworld. He always lives on the stone tree at the gate of hell..."

"Stone tree?"

"A stone tree is a tree made of stone..."

"A tree made of stone?"

"A tree, the roots are made of stone, the trunk is made of stone, the branches are made of stone, the leaves are also made of stone..."

"This does not conform to..."

"You!" Jacob's face swelled up and he roared angrily.

"If you dare interrupt me again, I will strip you naked and nail your hands and feet to the cross in front of St. John's Church with eight-inch iron nails."

"I will have the believers who come and go recite prayers to you, and have each of them take a bucket of chili pepper mixed with salt water and pour it on your wounds, big and small."

"What! You ask why there are scars of all sizes on your body?"

"Nonsense! I will fill your body with disgusting maggots in advance and let those bandit-like pigeons in the square peck at you day and night."

Jacob grinned, and a thick, resentful voice gurgled out from his throat, and he almost bit out each word one by one.

"Sorry……"

The apology came out of his mouth, and Joshua lowered his eyes and thought for a long time. He always felt that this sentence lacked sincerity.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jacob, please continue..."

"Did I allow you to speak? You...you..."

Joshua seemed to have run into the gun barrel again, and the anger in Jacob's eyes burned even more fiercely.

He raised his fist, with five fingers carrying a heavy jewel ring, and swung it towards Joshua.

"Come on, Joshua is still injured!"

Moriarty hurriedly held Joshua's neck and retreated backwards. Joshua groaned in pain on the floor.

"Mr. Jacob is going to hit Joshua again! Miss Ivy, help!"

Thomas hurriedly hugged Jacob's waist and cried loudly.

"Come on, Jacob, you'll get in the way of Bell's treatment."

Alexander grabbed Jacob's wrist, easily stopping his next move.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a loud gong-like sound rang out on Thomas and Luna's desks. It was the sound of the scissors that Bell had thrown hard hitting the wood.

The chaotic scene became much quieter, and the men turned to look at Bell, their eyes becoming clear in an instant.

Bell stood silently in the middle of the chaos, her anger clearly written on her face.

"You guys are really..."

Bell's shoulders were shaking and the veins in his temples were throbbing.

She picked up the tray of gauze and hit Jacob on the head.

"Clang-"

"Can't you see I'm still tending to my wounds?"

Bell's voice became shrill, and after hitting Jacob on the head, the tray turned over and faced Joshua.

"Bang--"

"I told you to have a good rest, didn't you hear me?"

"what!"

"Do you really think you are God? You can just bully Joshua like this?"

"Well!"

"I've seen enough of your cowardly behavior! Learn from Miss Ivy!"

The tray was fired left and right, carrying Bell's full anger.

Although the others present were stunned, no one stepped forward to stop it.

Especially Thomas, at this moment he deeply regretted why he was not a wisp of ethereal air.

Bell finally stopped hammering left and right until the bottom of the tray caved in.

She breathed a sigh of relief and threw the tray aside casually.

Joshua and Jacob were already silent. They both covered their heads with their hands, their eyes showing the same confusion.

"You guys...you guys, if you dare to interrupt me again, I will make you into living targets and give you to those young wizards to practice spells!"

Joshua seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere before. He blinked quickly and the sexy black-skinned witch appeared in his mind again.