I don't know how long it took before Francis woke up from his dreamless deep sleep.

Feeling the warm sunshine on his face, Francis hummed, opened his eyes and slowly sat up from the bed. He looked sideways. The sun was shining brightly by the window.

Francis felt that he was extremely energetic, stretched out his hand to gently grasp it, and felt that his kidneys in his hand were full of strength again.

What happened before?

He looked at the clothes on his body that hadn't been taken off, and thought about it in confusion.

There were fragments of previous memories—Francis only remembered jumping on the horse and galloping down the street with the woman named Phoenix. After that, he has no impression at all. Could it be that I drank two catties of ale after I came back?

"Looks like you're resting well, Francis.

A leisurely voice suddenly sounded coldly in the corner of the room.

Franciston was startled. He raised his eyes and looked over.

That's Leonardo_ he's crouching like a cat in the corner of the sofa with his hair messed up. He held a book in his arms, flipping through it quietly. Leonardo's breathing was so soft that Francis hadn't even noticed his presence just now.

"You have slept for twenty hours. Leonardo looked up at the clock and added: "Twenty hours and forty minutes to be exact.

Francis turned over and sat next to Leonardo, taking the opportunity to glance at the cover of the book in his hand—OK, he couldn’t read it.

"To tell the truth. I'm a little hungry, Leonardo," he hesitated, and decided to fill his stomach first, "What can you do?" He has a lot of things to say to Leonardo, but the meal can be To eat in buckets, you have to do everything one by one—"I know.

Leonardo lowered his head, flipped through the book and replied in his signature flat and calm tone: "So I have ordered the maid to prepare food for you." Ah, then I would like to order a pan-fried veal steak , a sheep liver pudding, it is best to have a cream of chicken soup with mushrooms, and two slices of white bread. Other than that, you can't eat anything else until noon. Your lunch menu is a wheat and cheese soup and an artichoke and tomato salad.

Leonardo interrupted him without hesitation: "You haven't eaten much for a day and a half, and you can't eat too much.

"Hey Leonardo, you have no idea how many tomatoes I ate yesterday! I'm done with this weird fruit! All! Enough! I don't feel anything wrong now, and I've actually eaten some. Now...well, okay." Francis just wanted to argue, but he immediately saw Leonardo's sharp eyes, and immediately faltered: "You have the final say, Leonardo. You are for me All right. While the two were talking, Master Verrocchio's servant came over and greeted them with a low salute.

Afterwards, he placed the two servings of food on the small round table in the middle of the room. By the way, take away Francis' quilt.

Francis noticed that, except for a grilled sturgeon and a cup of honey, Leonardo's other two dishes were the same as his own. That is to say, how did he know that he was really aware that he might wake up?

"No...not right. It's more about yesterday's one."

"I guess you want to ask about Phoenix."

Before Francis could speak, Leonardo said suddenly.

"Cough, cough..."

The words Francis was about to say suddenly stuck in his throat, choking him hard.

He picked up the spoon with some resentment, and looked at Leonardo: "You should leave me something to say.

"So don't you hurry up and tell me what you saw yesterday?"

Leonardo squinted his eyes and looked at Francis: "Why are you being hunted down suddenly?"

"I don't want to either."

Francis never forgot the heroic female equestrian.

"This is a matter, tell me quickly."

Leonardo urged him.

His young uncle sighed, shrugged, picked up a piece of white bread, tore off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Like a child again, he tore a piece and threw it into the chicken soup where he couldn't see the chicken. While telling Leonardo what happened yesterday, he slowly tore off slices of bread one after another. By the time he finished speaking, he happened to have only a few crumbs left in his hand. He muttered again: "The white bread in the 'White Star' workshop is not white enough.

"That's because they didn't add alum.

Leonardo replied casually: "Bread whitener is not a good thing."

"Alum...what?" Francis repeated the unfamiliar word in confusion.

Leonardo sighed: "It's nothing. Don't worry about it—you won't need it anyway."

"Of course I'm not going to be a baker."

He muttered dissatisfiedly: "So you can help me think about it, what's going on with Francesco. One more thing." Leonardo glanced at him and sighed.

"It's not impossible for Francesco to know your exact height and weight. The reason why he reported a rough figure to his subordinates that is likely to be impossible to catch. It's because he didn't expect those idiots to catch you at all. "

"Is it because he hired the 'psychic' assassin?"

"It's the time difference." Leonardo replied: "Your movements are too fast and agile. Although he has many enemies, they usually don't have your proficiency. Level... So Francesco knows Well, the guy who stabbed him once was supposed to be an assassin, or at least an agent.

"That is to say, you people have enough judgment ability to know whether he is dead when you kill him. If so, you will find an opportunity to leave in a hurry.

"Then, it's impossible for him to catch you. The fact is the same - if you don't make any fuss, just click on the house and run away, you should be back soon when Francesco announces the arrest warrant.

"Although Francesco is a lunatic, he is not an idiot. The reason why he would let his men go out to arrest people in front of the police chief is also very simple - because he wants to make a gesture, murder and set fire That person has nothing to do with Zi 2. Leonardo looked at Francis and asked, "If you were the Chief of Police. When you arrived, Gao Hao told you, 'Don't worry about checking, you won't be able to find it anyway. And after you put out the fire, you went in and searched, and found that a large number of documents were missing from his study... what would you do now? .

Francis thought for a while, and then answered: "Since it is the robber, the police explained, what important documents does he have that will be taken away by the prisoner... and he can't find an excuse. Francis did not touch the cabinet where the money and things were hidden. The most valuable stack of important documents involving business secrets was left untouched—of course he didn’t know it. And this caused a lot of trouble for the young Pazzi family. He couldn’t explain what he had been stolen. Steal it. Those white boots can't find people who might target him based on the type of documents he lost. So Francesco can't call the police, and even the police had better stay as far away from this matter as possible.

But the fire had already risen, half of the night sky was illuminated, and people from the police station and fire station were alarmed. It was impossible for him to "minor things". Then you have to pack garlic. Pretending to be angry and deciding to use lynching and private arms to deal with this matter by himself—the chief of police hasn't touched the case itself, and hasn't noticed anything wrong, so he will naturally give his partner this little face.

"So he had no choice but to pretend to be stupid, and he could only pretend to be stupid."

Leonardo opened his mouth and explained: "Because he wants to prove that he needs the police to help him find this person" because he has a knife that is more powerful than the red gloves'.