Chapter 978： One picture, 10,000 copper coins

Angus’s story is long, the narrative is somewhat intermittent, and the thinking is somewhat inconsistent, but Meg, sitting on the side, listens carefully, his brows are slightly wrinkled, his eyes are pity, and there is anger.

The traffickers smashed a family that was originally happy and happy. An old man with a rich son became a tramp who measured the Nolan continent with his feet.

In the past, McGonagall didn't have much feelings about the news of traffickers, but now it's different. Just think if someone turns Amy away and he will never see it, he will probably step on it like Angus. Looking for a female journey, even if you turn the entire Nolan continent again, you must find her!

McGonagall looked at Angus and had admiration in his eyes.

"I have been looking for more than a month in the City of Chaos. Although I have not found any news, this is a good place. It is a good place." Angus looked at the children playing in the square, his sad face was exposed. A smile, "Look, how cute the kids are, how happy they are, even in Lodul, it is rare to see so many children can get together."

"Yeah, the city of chaos is really a good place." McGonagall also nodded with a smile, then looked at Angus: "What do you plan to do next? Is it going to find it in the city of chaos? Or go Look elsewhere?"

"The city of chaos is too big, and the old man is not used. The old man around doesn't know where to look for it. He has been looking for a month, and he doesn't know which places have been found, and where have not been found." Angus shook his head, and some helplessly said: "I am going to go, go back to the Los Angeles Empire to find it, and I will leave for a while, squatting, not snowing, but still going, going to the last place, waiting, etc. The snow is falling, and I should probably go."

McGonagall, looking at Angus, there are thousands of words of consolation in his heart, but there is no one to say.

I have not experienced the pain, and I am qualified to let others down.

"Thank you, young people, willing to take the time to listen to me, this old man said these useless nonsense." Angus looked at McGonagall, very grateful.

"I should thank you and teach me how to be a father." McGonagall shook his head.

"Be a father, don't learn from me." Angus quickly shook his head.

"I listened to your story, then you have to eat a meal I made and then go, the old man, let's go, go to me to sit down, I will practice for you." McGon got up and looked at Ange. Si smiled and said.

"How can this be done? How can someone like me go to your house? No, no." Angus pointed to his dilapidated cotton jacket and shook his head.

"Even if it is the king of the Los Angeles Empire, I am too lazy to invite him to visit my house. What does this have to do with your dress?" McGonagall smiled and picked up the wooden stick for Angus. "Let's go. In front, eating a meal on the road, going north is getting colder and colder."

Angus looked at Meg's clear eyes and a smile on his face. He nodded with a smile and said, "Then I will be respectful and reluctant to go to eat."

"When this kind of thing can change food, it is a useful face." McGonagall said with a smile.

Angus also laughed.

McGonagall took Angus slowly to the outside of the Mimi restaurant, and McGonagall opened the restaurant door, but Angus stopped at once.

"Old man, come in." McGonagall looked back at Angus.

"No, no, this high-class clean restaurant, how can I get in, if it is dirty, how to receive guests in a while." Angus shook his head again and again, watching Meg: "Young people, thank you, I have already felt your heart, but I should go."

"This is my restaurant. Before you opened today, you were the only guest. When I said it, I was once a Los Angeles empire." Meg smiled.

Angus looked at the sincere smile on Meg's face, and looked at the clean restaurant that seemed to glow. He hesitated for a long time before nodding his head and slowly approached the restaurant. He just stopped a few steps and stopped. Down and down, I looked around and didn't continue to go inside, but sat down directly at the doorway, almost sitting a little seat, seem quite restrained.

"Drink some water first, I will cook for you." Maggie poured a glass of water out and placed it in front of Angus, then turned and thought about the kitchen.

"Boss, is he?" Felice looked at Angus a little strangely. Now that she hasn't reached the opening hours, why is McGonagall dedicated to cooking for a guest? Moreover, looking at his clothes is not like a guest who can pay for meals.

"An old man with a story, I want to give him a meal." McGonagall remembered the result of a scan of the door of Psychic when Angus entered the door, that item had reached the incurable disease of the late stage, let He clearly realized that what Angus had said before was not nonsense, and he really had a hard time getting through this winter.

After twenty-five years of vagrancy, he lost his family, but he did not complain. He has been living in regret and self-blame.

If you continue to die, you will not be able to see the son who has been lost for more than 20 years. For Angus, it is undoubtedly a great regret.

For this kind of thing, McGonagall also has a deep sense of powerlessness. After all, it is a child lost in Luodu twenty-five years ago. After so many years, what has he become, even if he still lives in this world? This is all unknown.

"Wait! What looks like?" Meg's eyes suddenly lit up and said in his heart: "System, can you draw a picture of the child according to the physical characteristics of the child as depicted by Angus?"

"This kind of unfair business, the system generally does not do." The system is long.

"One picture, 10,000 copper coins." McGonagall calmed.

"Respected host, the system is willing to help you. This system has carried out systematic and comprehensive research on portraitology, and has profound insights into the evolution of human beings. If there is accurate physical information, and collect the genes of his father. The accuracy of the portraits drawn by this system will far exceed that of all criminal portraits." The system is humble and confident.

"Very good, if people find it, you will get a reward of 1 copper coin." McGonagall nodded slightly, and now he has a new idea.

"This... is too happy!" The word passed silently.

McGonagall licked his mouth, and the happiness of the system was so simple, what happened.

However, the portrait produced by the system, McGonagall is still assured.

He has read the news that the portrait artist helped the separated relatives reunite. There is an image, at least a five-year-old child is described by Angus, and it is much simpler and more effective to find a 30-year-old.

After all, twenty-five years have passed, even if the child is standing in front of Angus again, he may not be able to recognize it.

Moreover, McGee has a platform for the Mimi restaurant.

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