Chapter 35 35 Equality between Men and Women

Wednesday sat next to the hospital bed, looking at Ron intently with a pair of deep and focused eyes.

Ron remembered the last time he saw such intoxicating eyes.

Girls have very different temperaments.

Frankly speaking, Ron was attracted by her unique temperament.

"No, I just woke up and my memory is a bit fuzzy."

"You did this because of me?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Novin Laszlo, you were arrested by the police just now. You did this deliberately to protect me."

"You could say that."

"I can protect myself. If you want to gain my favor by protecting me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Ron turned his head and asked, "Why are you following me?"

"All right!"

"I don't need your protection."

"Crack!"

Wednesday took the phone expressionlessly, "Hey, can I raise an objection?"

Shouldn't you be angry?

It is said that men and women are equal, and contact is mutual.

"Hmph, women can only rely on themselves."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I'm a master of unlocking."

He looked around and saw no one proving his innocence.

Wednesday stared at Ron, a little confused.

He handed the illustration to Wednesday.

Ron was overjoyed and then raised his eyebrows at Wednesday.

Surprisingly, at this moment, Wednesday woke up.

Ron said mysteriously: "Follow me!"

As Ron expected, maybe he is the strongest in this academy, or maybe his identity as an investigator made the dean mistakenly think that he has extremely rich experience in protecting the victims.

Noven lived in a single room, and there were many books in the room.

"Beep beep beep..."

The two of them walked outside Noven's dormitory and twisted the door handle, but it failed to open.

In the picture, Noven quietly walked out of the dormitory late at night and entered an ancient building.

what to do?

Ron panicked.

…

Of course Wednesday showed off his arrogance.

But she didn't understand why Ron felt that he was the one protecting her.

The ringtone rang again.

He knelt down and picked up Wednesday from the ground, ready to put her on the bed.

"However, Wednesday doesn't seem to want anyone to protect her. Yes, she is right next to the hospital bed."

As an independent woman in the new century, she is not only opposed to being a vassal of men, but also opposed to being protected by men, which will make her feel inferior to men.

Shouldn't you have met someone who has a porcelain problem?

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Here you go, the books are placed next to the bedside table within easy reach, and the illustrations are carefully hidden in the mezzanine. This shows that this half of the illustrations is very important to Noven, but... what does the little girl in the painting mean?"

Ron tensed up instantly and shook his head like a rattle.

Ron looked at the hand walking on the ground and considered whether he should kill the hand.

Ron went to Noven's accommodation first.

Wednesday opened the small black bag on his back, and saw a hand that had been severed at the wrist come out of the bag, and then walked freely on the ground.

After the dean learned about Noven's escape, the first thing he thought of was to ask Ron to protect Wednesday's safety.

"Put me down."

"What should we do now?" Wednesday asked Ron curiously in the corridor.

Ron handed the phone to Wednesday, "The dean wants to talk to you."

Just then, Ron's cell phone rang, and he answered the call.

"Great point, actually, I'm a closet egalitarian."

Wednesday knew that she might be protected because Norwin might continue his assassination. She was now in a very dangerous situation, and it was appropriate to send someone to protect her personal safety.

Wednesday looked at Ron, "Aren't you going to protect me?"

"Can he climb the wall? This is the third floor?"

"If it doesn't work, let me do it."

The skin of the severed hand was pale and there were traces of sutures, and he seemed to be quite intelligent.

This thing should also be a different kind.

With that said Ron walked out of the ward, and Wednesday followed silently.

"Huh? If you don't mind, I will protect you personally at night."

After tinkering for a long time, Wednesday even doubted whether Ron's master lockpicking was worthy of his reputation.

Hearing Wednesday's gentle heartbeat and knowing that the other party was not dead, he gave up his thoughts of silence.

Wednesday said coldly.

Her big eyes were full of doubts.

"Yes, Nouwen escaped. He escaped on the way to the police station. He may have quietly returned to school after nightfall to continue his unfinished business."

Regrettably, the housemaster, who abides by the rules of the college, did not agree with Ron and Wednesday's unauthorized entry into Novin's dormitory.

"No, but I have it!"

"If I didn't want to be sent home by the dean, I wouldn't have agreed."

Wednesday didn't pay attention and walked into the dormitory first.

"right!"

I wonder what abilities I can gain by killing it?

Ron's smile gradually changed.

He slowly walked to the bookshelf and took down a black-covered book from the bookshelf.

"Okay, I'll pay attention here."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

"what's on your mind?"

On the other side, Ron was dumbfounded when he saw Wednesday fainting as if he was electrocuted.

It was obvious that he hated going home more than being protected by Ron. It wasn't because he was separated from his family, but because he didn't want to miss such an exciting thing.

After looking for a long time, he had no clue and found nothing.

Wednesday worriedly said: "Then do you have a better way?"

A secondary picture appeared in Wednesday's mind.

The illustration has torn marks, only half of it, the other half should be in another book.

The illustration is obscure and gloomy. In a dark environment, a standing girl with braided braids stares blankly ahead.

Wednesday said: "Looks like bad news."

Ron put Wednesday down.

"Why are you protecting me?"

When I first came into contact with the illustration on Wednesday, my eyes turned white, my whole body twitched, and I fainted directly on the wooden floor.
To be continued...