Expedition to Europe

Soon, Qin Zhiyuan followed Pierce to Michel Aristotle's home.

Michel Aristotle's home is located on Saint-Jacques Street on the banks of the Seine in the fifth arrondissement of Paris. This area is called the "Pantheon District" or the "Latin Quarter". The famous University of Paris and the French Academy are both located here. It is the area with the strongest cultural and academic atmosphere in Paris.

Michel's home is on the third floor of an apartment building. Walking up the narrow stairs, the handrails beside the stairs are covered with dust. There is garbage thrown away at the corner. The window of the stairs used for ventilation and light is broken, but it has not been replaced in time. The ventilation effect is good.

Perhaps because someone was heard going upstairs, a family on the second floor opened the door. A woman poked her head out and saw Qin Zhiyuan in military uniform going upstairs. With a "bang", she slammed the door again, adding a bit of dark and depressing atmosphere.

After going up to the third floor and knocking on the door, I heard an irritable voice from inside the house: "Get lost, I don't want to see you, don't disturb my life."

"It's me, Pierce, Sandy, please look carefully." Pierce responded loudly.

There was a rustling sound from inside the door, and someone leaned over to look out through the peephole, followed by a woman's voice: "Pierce, why are you with a soldier?"

"Ka Ka"

It seemed like the sound of a bullet being loaded, and Qin Zhiyuan's hair immediately exploded as if he was electrified. He was very sensitive to this kind of sound.

"Don't be nervous, this is Qin, a compatriot of Tom and Tony, he is trustworthy." Pierce responded loudly, and at the same time made a "spreading hand" gesture to the peephole, as if the person was still there.

"Open the door!" The irritable voice continued to speak.

The door opened, and a woman who looked well-maintained but full of sorrow looked up at Qin Zhiyuan, and then opened the door in Pierce's stern eyes.

There were five people in the room. In addition to the woman who opened the door and a middle-aged man holding a shotgun aiming at the door, there were two black-haired and yellow-skinned oriental youths and a young blonde girl in the living room.

As soon as Qin Zhiyuan entered the room, his eyes were attracted by the blonde girl. The girl's eyebrows made Qin Zhiyuan feel as if she had seen her before.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Before Qin Zhiyuan could take a closer look, the middle-aged man with the gun shouted in a deep voice.

"Calm down, calm down, Michelle, he is not a bad guy, I asked him to help you?" Pierce was anxious and opened his arms to block Qin Zhiyuan.

"How to help? Can he get the president to sign a special pardon?" Michelle didn't believe it and moved her body to find a more suitable angle.

"Hey, you are very tired like this. If you want to shoot next time, you'd better turn on the safety first." Qin Zhiyuan smiled.

"Safety? Damn it!" Michelle turned the gun to watch.

"Michelle, calm down." Sandy advised.

Sandy spoke quickly, and when he called "Michelle", he connected her name. Qin Zhiyuan suddenly remembered why the girl in the living room looked familiar. It was Misha. She was simply a smaller version of Misha.

"No, we can't trust anyone now, including Pierce. He is no longer my proudest student. He is now a lackey of those executioners." Michelle disagreed and was still fiddling with the insurance.

"Excuse me, this lady looks a lot like a friend of mine." Qin Zhiyuan suddenly spoke.

Qin Zhiyuan had long felt something was wrong about Misha, so he asked Mary, the two Garcias, and old Renault for help. No one could tell Misha's background clearly. They only knew that Misha came from a church family. The family moved away to the New World a long time ago, and Misha had just returned from the New World before the war.

"Very similar, what do you mean?" Sandy was puzzled.

"Very similar means, uh, very similar in all aspects, hair color, eyebrows, etc. Oh, my friend's name is Misha." Qin Zhiyuan couldn't describe it, so he added gestures to illustrate.

"Well, yes, they do look alike. If you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have remembered it. Misha does look alike Su Mo." Pierce had seen Misha and was very impressed.

"You can't remember anything except the blueprint and your little notebook." Qin Zhiyuan mocked.

"Misha!" Sandy couldn't believe it. She had covered her mouth just now and only screamed now.

"God!" Michelle couldn't hold the shotgun in her hand steadily and might drop it.

"Be careful, hold it steady, it will go off accidentally." Qin Zhiyuan was anxious.

"No, I don't know how to open the safety." Michelle gave a ridiculous answer.

"Wait, are you talking about Misha? M-i-s-h-a-e-l, Misha?" Su Mo rushed over and hugged the shaky Sandy in surprise.

"I'm not sure, maybe, maybe not, but the pronunciation is indeed Misha. She looks a lot like you, just like you in a few years." Qin Zhiyuan confirmed.

"Oh my god, where is she? Take us to see her, she might be my sister!" Su Mo handed Sandy to a black-haired young man who came to help, jumped to Qin Zhiyuan's side, grabbed Qin Zhiyuan's arm and screamed.

Michelle handed the shotgun in her hand to another young man, and also walked to Qin Zhiyuan's side and asked anxiously: "Where is she? Can you take us to see her?"

When Michelle said this, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, using great force, and her joints were a little white. This action is actually very cute, but when this slightly fat middle-aged man does it, one can only see the expectation and eagerness, and the pleading in his eyes is almost flowing out.

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"Calm down, she is now in Corsica. If you are willing, I can arrange for you to go there immediately, but I am not sure whether Misha is the Misha you are talking about." Qin Zhiyuan said sincerely.

"Anyway, thank you very much, thank you very much." Michelle opened her arms, hugged Qin Zhiyuan and patted his shoulders vigorously.

Qin Zhiyuan could feel that Michelle's body was shaking slightly.

"Su Mo, photos, go get the photos." Sandy pointed to a room, his fingers trembling, and his eyes were crying.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Su Mo rushed into the room and took out an album in a blink of an eye.

Flipping through the album, the first photo was of Misha, holding a baby. The baby was smiling happily at Misha's face, and Misha looked at the baby with a gentle face. Although it was from the side, Qin Zhiyuan could still recognize her at a glance.

Su Mo pointed at Misha's photo and whispered, "This is my mother."

Qin Zhiyuan was surprised and gestured to Pierce.

Pierce came over and confirmed with just one look: "Great, it's Misha! My God, it's exactly the same!"

Michelle was anxious and came over to grab Qin Zhiyuan's arm: "Misha has a red birthmark on her shoulder. At this position, the shape of the birthmark is very similar to a cross."

Michelle gestured on her chest, uh, the position is very awkward, the junction of the baby's rice bowl and the shoulder.

Hearing Michelle's question, Sandy immediately looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a stern look. Qin Zhiyuan had felt this look on Annie.

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen that part of Misha, I can't be sure." Qin Zhiyuan drew a clear line.

"Take us to see her, right away!" Sandy was decisive.

"No, you can't go anywhere." A voice came from outside the door.