Chapter 2045 Bail Shavig, The Scientist's Wand

Luke was alone with Daisy, and he was still using the Beidou avatar, so he had no scruples.

After finding a clean restaurant for afternoon tea, he took the monitor that Daisy was holding.

After feeding Daisy with tea and snacks, and asking about Dr. Savig's recent situation, he quietly put the monitor back into Daisy's bag and sent her back to her residence.

After watching Daisy enter the building, Luke started the car, feeling a little satisfied in his heart.

The monitor was jointly produced by Dr. Jane and Dr. Savage. It is not top-notch in terms of raw materials, and it certainly cannot be compared with a rich man like Luke.

However, both of them have unique insights and research on the theory and practical application of the Einstein-Rosen bridge (that is, wormhole).

It also found another way in the monitoring algorithm, which can be integrated into Luke's monitoring system.

After driving for a while, Luke finished adjusting the monitoring algorithm, only to suddenly feel like he forgot something.

What did you forget? It must be insignificant, but it's today again... Luke frowned and browsed back through his memory.

After a few seconds, he looked relieved: "It turned out to be Daisy's intern. He seems to have been forgotten in the factory area."

Seeing that it was already six o'clock in the evening, he shook his head: "For such a big man, he has a phone, a wallet and a car, and he can come back by himself, so there should be no need to remind Daisy."

Thinking of this, Luke put the intern behind him.

Daisy on the other side went upstairs and entered the house, lying on the sofa, and exhaled contentedly.

I enjoyed a high-end afternoon tea to my heart's content. Although the handsome guy who accompanied me was a bit old, he was still pleasing to the eye, and it was interesting to chat with him.

Too bad Jane didn't know what was wrong!

Dr. Savage, who was looking for her, had gone somewhere, and even his own intern... Well, wait, where is that intern? Daisy suddenly thought of someone who had been forgotten for hours.

Emmm~ He should know to call, right? Thinking of this, she resolutely gave up thinking about the intern's question and continued to recall the beautiful afternoon tea time.

...

the next day,

London is fairly calm.

Luke stood outside the police station, looked at the flock of birds in the sky, and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it's not a pigeon. It's... a starling."

Starlings are winter migratory birds that migrate to the warm Mediterranean region every autumn.

Today is November 10th, the beginning of winter in the Chinese lunar calendar has passed, and the beginning of winter is serious.

This flock of starlings has been "teleported" to London from nowhere.

Just as he was looking up at the flock of birds, Daisy and the unlucky intern Ian got off the bus not far away and ran over in a hurry.

"Wilson, I'm sorry, can I trouble you to wait a long time?" Daisy said out of breath.

Luke lowered his head, lowered his head again, and glanced at the violent ups and downs: "It's okay, I just arrived too."

The body with a strength of 120 is ridiculously strong, and sleeping is a rare enjoyment for him, and he must forcibly control his body every day in order to barely fall asleep for an hour.

Therefore, after getting up in the early morning, the third-level clone wandered around London, waiting for no one.

The three walked towards the police station, and he asked casually, "How did you get on the bus?"

Daisy made a bitter face: "The car is still at the factory building. The intern lost the key yesterday. He almost lost himself."

Luke didn't care about the interns at all, he just said, "I'll take you back later."

When they came to the front desk of the temporary detention center, Daisy went up and said that Dr. Savage would be released on bail, and Luke paid a bail of 2,000 pounds.

The poor Daisy and the intern couldn't afford the money, so they had to ask him for help, and Dr. Savage would pay it back afterwards.

But helping is just a matter of convenience, and Luke himself wants to observe Dr. Savage who is said to be "crazy".

If it still works, let him continue to study London's spatial chaos.

Mental illness? It doesn't matter at all.

It's standard for genius scientists in Marvel to get this--especially before they become villainous bosses.

The police officer at the front desk glanced back and forth between Daisy and the intern: "Who is a relative, come and sign."

The intern stood there dumbfounded and didn't respond.

Daisy put an elbow on his waist, with a murderous smile on her face: "Quickly sign and get your father out, classmate Savage."

Suddenly, the intern stuttered and smiled at the policeman: "Ah, yes, Eric Savage should be my father."

The police officer was expressionless, and just pushed the register in his hand: Look at this child's neurotic appearance, is the mental illness also inherited?

Luke watched silently, not intending to use superpowers or make a phone call to get people out.

After all, this was only a matter of half an hour in the normal procedure, and secondly, Dr. Shaweige was not about to die in the detention room immediately.

On the contrary, after being arrested, the doctor had a good time inside.

You don’t have to eat and drink, and you don’t have to be exposed to the wind and the sun and the cold like before. You can also teach quantum mechanics to your companions in the detention room.

Moments later, Dr. Savage was brought to the front desk.

On his upper body was an ill-fitting gray and white thick sweater, the style was old, and it looked like old donated clothes.

A pair of dark blue football shorts on the lower body, men's stockings and leather shoes under the bare calf.

With that expressionless face and dull eyes, he looks like a disabled person.

Daisy squeezed out a smile and waved her hands: "Hey, Dr. Savage."

"Huh?" Dr. Savig looked up blankly, not trying to remember her at all.

Sure enough, she is a science fanatic, even a woman with such great advantages as Daisy can forget it. Luke complained in his heart.

After a while, after Daisy reported herself to Dr. Jane's house, his dull eyes became brighter: "It's you, Daisy? It's great to see you."

As he said that, he was like a wronged baby, hugging Daisy, almost humming.

Savig: "How did you find me?"

The intern next to him packed up the doctor's personal belongings. Hearing this, he couldn't help interjecting: "You're on the TV news. We all saw the one at Stonehenge."

Daisy gritted her teeth, feeling that she was facing two companions with insufficient brains at the same time, and she was really a little desperate: "That classmate, hurry up and pack your "dad's" things, so we can send him home."

After a while, the four got into Luke's car and returned to Dr. Savage's small apartment in London.

As a world-renowned scientist—if that news is not counted, Dr. Savig still has a bit of a reputation.

In fact, he can get a certain amount of research sponsorship from the Stark Group every quarter.

It's not enough to be rich and powerful, but compared to most of the Kubi researchers who are frugal, at least they have no worries about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

It's just that the investment in research funds is not enough, because scientists' research funds will never be enough.

Taking advantage of the time when Dr. Savage returned to normal after suffering a mental resistance and went to change clothes, Luke casually picked up a few long silver-gray instruments brought back by the intern.

At five o'clock yesterday morning, Dr. Savage rode this "hand-made" "science wand" and rushed to Stonehenge.

When he was arrested, he also yelled that it was an "artifact" to save the world.