"Have a drink of tea, professor, professor!"

Shade fed the tea with No. 4 holy water to the old professor. The professor swallowed the tea with difficulty, and then seemed to be dead, with his eyes closed and his back leaning on the back of the wheelchair.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and there was a bit of energy in his old eyes. His lips moved a few times, and his voice gradually returned to normal:

"Yes, I own an 'arrow'. Although I don't know where it came from, I remember that it is in this study."

"Where?"

Shade looked around, trying hard to find traces of hidden compartments. According to outsiders' understanding of detective novels, there should be a mechanism for "moving the books to open the secret door" in this kind of study.

"it's here."

The professor lowered his body with great effort, opened the drawer in the lower left corner of the desk, and took out a slender mahogany box. There were no words on the box, but instead there were circles of chain-like patterns.

"For more than ten years, I have never thought about why there is a box in the drawer."

The professor closed his eyes and sighed, then handed the mahogany box about one meter long to Shade.

Shade didn't feel any traces of the elements when he touched the box, but when he opened the box, the whispering elements immediately emerged.

He narrowed his eyes, and the palm holding the box suddenly exerted force. Embedded in the red lining was a gold-colored arrow with bronze patterns on the surface. The simple atmosphere showed that it came from ancient times, and the heavy sense of history made Xia De Almost held my breath.

The lines climbing on the surface of the arrow form a strange text:

【Knowledge is power.】
Chapter completed!