The cordon was pulled up, and the crowd was separated by the police team who had received the report. Donald finally stood on the nearby flower bed and looked away.

From the discussions of people around him, Donald also learned some scattered and unknown information.

Some say that the deceased is in the economics department, some say that it is in the art department, but it is certainly a female student.

The cause of death is of course jumping off a building and hitting the ground. The current state is a "melon-scoop" in the ground.

I have an average background and seem to have difficulties at home recently. The rumors mentioned topics like asking for help or going to the end of my life. I jumped off the building because of my mental state.

These are just discussions about people around you, and the truth is unknown.

Donald waited for about half an hour outside the crowd, and finally saw Cialis, who had squeezed in before, reappearing in front of him, his eyes were red, probably because he had cried.

"That's your friend? Sacrifice..."

Donald opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, he didn't know the relationship between them, and only the shriveled mourning he said.

"Sorry, senior, it's my classmate who happened to the accident there. I may not have time to accompany you to the cafeteria today. I have to take some classmates to deal with the affairs in the department. The tutor is still waiting for us there. Jenny is usually cheerful... There must be something wrong with her death!"

Speaking of this, Cialis's mood suddenly increased. Indeed, it was impossible to make a young girl choose to end her life in this way.

"Okay, if you need help, please contact me... Don't go to my house. I will be at Swift on normal working days, from 8 am to 8 pm. You will be there as long as this period of time. If I'm not there, I will go out with the detective to handle the case. Just leave a note on the windowsill on the right side of the door, 211 Baker Street."

She consciously avoided letting Cialis meet Infinita. After all, she didn't know the relationship between her and Infinita. If Infinita cliched her as a wife, she might have lost her words.

"No. 211 Baker Street, I remember, goodbye to senior!"

He trotted away, and the crowd was still gathering here.

‘A girl in Godot University suddenly appeared in a flower season who jumped off a building and committed suicide’

Donald could probably guess the title in the newspaper tomorrow.

When I was recruiting carriages to go home outside the school, I could see many carriages moving towards the direction where Godot University was located. Obviously, the press has discovered this hot spot.

It's like a hyena smelling the smell of bloody meat.

"Sir, 5p."

"OK."

Infinita was at home and went to the door with a key to open the door. The sound of a child inside made Donald stumble.

A child is here at home?

Take off your coat and hold it in your hand, and follow the corridor to the living room door.

Infinita was sitting around the table against the wall with five children aged 10. Some were scribing with pencils, some were chanting with books, and some were chanting loudly. There was also a little boy sitting next to Infinita, holding two blocks in his hand and stuffing them into the frame on the table.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Infinita noticed when Donald appeared at the door of the living room.

"The work in the office is over. Mr. Swift has something to do tonight, so he came back early, these children..."

Speaking of which, Donald actually doesn’t know what Infinita’s external job is. Judging from the situation in front of him, a kindergarten teacher?

"The parents of these children have something to do, so let me help me take care of them. In the past, they always went to Mrs. Mary's house. Today, there are guests at her house, which is inconvenient for reception, so I picked us up. Is it okay?"

"I have no objection. Do these kids have dinner at home?"

During this period, Donald's dinner is usually resolved at the office. Don't get me wrong. Sherlock will definitely not know how to cook. Donald usually buys it in a restaurant and brings it back.

There is no takeaway business in this era.

"Yes, the parents who picked them up today came a little slow, and there were some ingredients at home. Can you help me take care of these children? I have to go to the kitchen."

The conversation between the two was very smooth, probably because there were a few children around. If it were usual, Donald might say hello and go back upstairs.

In fact, if Donald hadn't been watching the contents of the paper given to him by Cialis in the carriage and was not paying attention elsewhere, he might have had dinner outside before coming back.

"Hmm? OK..."

The coat was hung on the clothes hanger beside the living room door, raised his hand and unbuttoned the neck position, replaced Infinita's position, and looked at the children.

After a while, a special fragrance came from the kitchen, not the aroma of meat, but similar to plant spices.

Although there was no memory of this in my mind, Donald's body felt inexplicably familiar with it, as if he had heard it many times.

"Sweet Spicy Grass, I knew Miss Infinita would definitely make this dish."

Before Donald could react to what it was, the little girl next to him told the source of the fragrance in one mouthful.

"Little sister, what is this sweet sour grass? Can you tell me?"

He touched the head of a little girl beside him and asked softly.

"Uncle Grant, have you forgotten my name?"

Uncle? Donald felt ache. He had just graduated from college and became an uncle.

The knife of time is really ruthless.

"Sweet spicy grass is a spice that can add special flavor to dishes. It is delicious. In the past, we ate it every time when we came to Uncle Grant's house."

"Oh, Silo, I'm preparing for me, why do you want to steal my words?"

"It's because you're too stupid. You know what sweet-spicy grass is all day long."

The two children started arguing about who knew about the problem of Sweet Spicycao. Donald could only comfort him in a whisper. There was no way. Strictly speaking, this was caused by him.

Before dinner, two parents came to pick up the children. Donald went out to greet them. From the other party's words and deeds, we can know that this is not the first time.

The remaining parents came to the door around 8 o'clock after dinner. They dressed simply and should be ordinary working class. In order to make a living, both parents have to work and can only let their children participate in this type of nursery.

"Infinita, I'm resting."

Helping to pack up the dining plates on the table, Donald said briefly and went upstairs.

It's no different from an ordinary couple.

"OK."

Infinita finished the kitchen and returned to the living room. This time she did not sit on the sofa, but sat at the table with her shoulder bag.

A book, a box.
Chapter completed!