Laila followed Mrs. Coulter to the bustling London, standing under a building tens of meters high, feeling that the top of the building was about to touch the airship in the sky. The penthouse is Mrs. Kurt’s home and Laila’s new home. It is magnificent and magnificent, with thick mattresses and duvets. Compared with the dormitory of Jordan College, it is a world of difference. However, Laila did not have the freedom to go in and out. The exclusive elevator key to the penthouse was in Mrs. Kurt’s hand.
Laila was worried about Roger’s safety. Mrs. Coulter promised to send the most powerful assistant to find Roger, and Lila was a little relieved. On the first day in London, Mrs. Coulter led Laila to the Arctic Research Center for lunch. The collections are overwhelming. What makes Laila more surprised is that Mrs. Kurt is familiar with the famous experts inside, and is the only woman who can eat here.
It’s just that Laila doesn’t go well. Although Mrs. Coulter is kind, she always uses a gentle but irrefutable tone to make Laila give up those ideas whenever Laila puts forward her own opinions. Laila was confused about whether to change herself to fit into her new home or stick to her character. She occasionally discussed with Pan, but every time there was no result.
In a few days, Mrs. Coulter plans to hold a party for a few friends and explorers, hoping that Laila will help deliver drinks. Laila gradually felt that life in London was not what she wanted. She was either studying or socializing with Mrs. Coulter all day long, doing things that had nothing to do with adventure.
Late one night, Laila was awakened by a small sound. The sound came from the ventilation pipe, and in the direction of the sound, Laila chased to the door at the end of the corridor. This is Mrs. Kurt’s study. Laila didn’t care much, and when the door opened, he saw the golden monkey elves squatting in the dark room. At this moment, Mrs. Kurt’s voice came from the other side of the corridor. Laila was stunned. Why could Mrs. Kurt be so far away from the elf without suffering. Mrs. Coulter touched the golden monkey elves coming from behind, denying that there was anything else in the study.
Laila couldn’t figure out who Mrs. Kurt was. The truth meter should be able to give the answer, but Laila couldn’t understand the meaning of the symbols on the dial. After fiddled with it a few times, the pointer pointed to some symbols, but there was no response. Hearing the sound of the elevator door opening, Laila opened the bedroom door a crack and saw a church-like person visiting.
The person who came was Father Macphail, and Mrs. Coulter invited him into the study. Laila sneaked to the door of the study. Before he could hear what they were talking about, he was found and hurried back to the bedroom. Since Mrs. Coulter is in collusion with the church authorities, Laila cannot trust her and must not let her know about the truth ceremonies. Mrs. Kurt was obviously also very angry. After sending away the guests, she gave an order, and the golden monkey caught Pan and pressed it to the ground. Laila slumped to the ground in pain, and promised not to be naughty in the future, but her thoughts of fleeing were firm in her heart.
But in this conflict, Mrs. Coulter missed her words. In a rage, she accused Asriel as an irresponsible father and never thought of doing anything for Laila. Laila then understood that Lord Asriel was not an uncle, but his biological father. The previous death of his parents in an airship accident was also a fabricated lie. When Laila asked about her mother, Mrs. Kurt didn’t know. There are too many women around Asriel, and no one knows who Laila’s mother is except himself.
After that, Laila stopped believing Mrs. Coulter’s words, she didn’t believe her nonsense that Roger was still in Jordan Academy. After finally waiting for Mrs. Coulter to go out, Laila and Pan crawled into the locked study through the ventilation duct. Find a few drawings in the concealed area of the desk, labeled “Northern Laboratory Station”. Laila couldn’t understand the purpose of the device designed on the drawing. Before Mrs. Kurt returned, she quickly put it away and returned to the bedroom on the same route.
After leaving Jordan Academy, Laila couldn’t understand many things. In the middle of the night, she blocked the ventilation pipe with a seat cushion, turned on the flashlight, and studied the truth meter, hoping to find the answer. Occasionally, when Laila concentrates on her own affairs, the hands of the truth meter will turn on its own. But it was nothing more than that, Laila still couldn’t read it.
The party a few days later gave Laila an opportunity. While Mrs. Coulter was busy with socializing, Laila stuffed the truth instrument into her bag, came out from the bedroom window, climbed to the ground along the roof, and fled into the grove by the road. Just as she was thinking about how to find Roger, a fox appeared in front of her and Pan. Then a handkerchief covered Laila’s nose and mouth until she stopped struggling.
The church was furious at Jordan College’s funding of Asriel’s research, and sent the bishop’s court executive Borel to investigate the matter. Borrell heard that Grumman had traveled through the world and his head was stored in Jordan College. But the dean of the academy refused to hand over his head. Borrell only entered the catacombs in the middle of the night and, under the guidance of his white snake elves, found the newest skull in the corpse. After a touch, he knew it. Asriel is lying, this skull does not belong to Grumman. To figure this out, there is only one way to travel to another world.
Under the cover of night, Borrell came to the long-abandoned tropical botanical garden greenhouse. Pass through an inconspicuous space-time rift that looks like a glass crack, and enter another world deemed impossible by the church authorities. In this world, people do not have elves to follow, and there are no magical creatures such as witches or armored bears. Their technology is advanced, four-wheeled vehicles can run everywhere, planes in the air are faster than airships, and even coffee is better.
The place where Borrell came out was a clearing in the middle of the street at a three-way intersection. There was a transformer box in the center, shrubs and iron fences around, and few people entered. Out of the open space, Borrell walked to the side of the car and casually tore off the parking ticket on the windshield. Sitting in the car, he took out his cell phone and contacted Thomas. Maybe Grumman was hiding here.
