Walking up the steps, Marceau looked at the Arcane phonograph on the small platform, took out a piece of glue from the film rack next to him and put it on, put the Arcane reading needle on the disc, and watched as the black film began to turn and the piano solo sounded. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I heard this tune from my grandfather!" said Penny and Chang in unison.

Marceau listened to this piano piece and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so good, I never thought my mother would like such music." It was a very beautiful solo, and Marceau turned her head to look at the girls: "Is it the medieval original sound of the earth?" ”

"Well, because my grandfather often listened to some music that belonged to his youth, and he always said that he was the last witness of that era, and if he died one day, that era would no longer be a living era that someone remembered and familiar with, but would become a lifeless story belonging to the history textbook. When he said this, he pursed his mouth, and Penny also sighed: "Grandpa is very old, for a while, the thinking speed of his electronic brain has dropped below the danger line, and finally it has finally become better, it is really hard for grandma." ”

Although he didn't know what happened to his elders, Marceau felt that if a person lived in the world for hundreds of years, the time he was familiar with was just a piece of history in the eyes of young people, and everything he was familiar with became memories in his mind, and that kind of life must be very tiring.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, we still have to find information. Long smiled and grabbed his cousin, and Penny ran up to the second floor after Long Sense: "Mr. Marceau, the other side will be handed over to you." ”

Since the girls chose the left side, Marceau naturally entered the corridor on the other side - because there was something offline, Anne went offline, so Marceau was the only one who acted.

Pushing open the door of the first room, Marceau saw a storage room, and when he opened the cabinets and drawers, the kitten found that it was filled with all kinds of muskets, scimitars, and buckshots.

After packing up everything, Marceau exited the room, posted a checked list on the door, walked to the second room and pushed open the door, well, a room that looked a little warm, a big bed, a dresser, a cabinet with clothes, a table and chairs with tea sets, all this was so beautiful, Marceau opened the wardrobe, looked at the underwear and nightgown that were obviously used by one meter and two, the cat cub closed the closet expressionlessly, and then searched the bedside, saw a diary, he picked it up and turned the first page.

'Entering the third year of this game, Miss Sophie is always so able to surprise people, the last big ship, and this beautiful big house, although the family has a more beautiful house than this, but after all, this is our team's own hard work...... I really liked it, my sister and I got this room, in order to remember our first room, we reconstructed the room according to memory, it looks really warm, and when the mission on the south side is completed, we can retire and spend the last period of this opening in peace. ’

In addition to some boring daily life on the diary,There is only such a message that can attract people.,The person who wrote this diary should be a player.,Judging from the handwriting,It should be a woman.,Considering that there are many people in the mother's team,The identity of this person can't be confirmed for a while.,But there are two pillows on the bed.,It should be a pair of sisters?

With this doubt in mind, he put the journal back in its place, exited the room, and posted a list of information on the door of the room, and Marceau headed for the third room.

Pushing open the door, Marceau saw a room with a thick carpet, and there was only one large kotatsu in the whole room, which should be where the players rested, considering the plane of the first floor, the downstairs of this room should be the kitchen, well, it should be using the arcane stove downstairs to heat the upstairs, at least the system said that the temperature of this room was much higher than the previous two rooms.

After looking around and seeing that there was nothing else, the kitten who had exited the door closed the door and posted a checklist.

The remaining two rooms, although they are both bedrooms, have no information worth confirming, and it does not look like they are inhabited, or that the people who live there do not keep a diary or have left anything behind, or that the owner of the diary in the second room is a permanent resident here, and they leave the diary in the room because they think they can come back and get it or live there...... Unfortunately, the curse ended up disrupting their schedule.

Sighing at the memory of the old mansion, Marceau returned to the staircase on the second floor, explained to the girls, and continued to move forward.

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"Marceau, you're checking fast enough. Saying hello to Marceau, and seeing the kitten cub upstairs, Long and Penny pushed open the fourth room on their side, and as soon as they opened the door, the girls were attracted by the decoration - beautiful floor-to-ceiling curtains, hand-woven cotton products, although there were no mechanical cut-out patterns, but in terms of craftsmanship, it was already a fine product, and the big bed had a large golden silk quilt, and in the corner of the room there was an easel and a painted portrait on it, and it was covered with cloth.

"Look what I've found, isn't this Marceau's mother's diary! Great! There must be important information on it!"

And Penny walked to the portrait, lifted the canvas, and looked at the cat cub on the portrait, this is a little cat man with black hair, smiling a little badly, with a tail with a pinch of white hair behind him, the princess tilted her head a little strangely: "Strange, why do I always feel that this cat cub looks a little familiar." ”

Then Penny turned his head to look at the long-term, "Why do I think the kitten in this painting looks so much like that fool from the Lovantes family." ”

“…… It's the fool of the Lovantes. Chang Chang turned off the live broadcast very calmly, and then made an answer.

Penny was silent for a moment: "My cousin, you already know?"

"Yes, I know, and I feel like it's supposed to be my trouble and not yours, so I didn't tell you. "The long-standing words are half-truths and half-truths, and it is really this trouble that has really brought her a lot of blows, and what is false is ...... It's not really a problem.

"Your trouble, do you know how disappointed Marceau was when I found out that he was a child of the White Tip Tail family, why did he have a ...... when he was such a wonderful kitten" "Marceau's surname is Sue. ”

Long and Penny looked at each other and fell silent, then at the same time opened the corners of their mouths.

"You have a really unique view of things, cousin. A grinning Penny raised his brow.

"This is wisdom, my cousin, Marceau is now a child of the Su family. With a faint smile on his face, Chang nodded his head: "The question now is, what are we going to do with that guy with the white tip tail." ”

"Speaking of this guy, I finally knew why I suddenly wanted to punch people when I first saw this picture...... But before I get down to business, I'm afraid that the guy in my hand won't be able to fall on his head. Penny gritted his teeth when he said this: "I used to wonder why this guy, as the eldest son, has never been favored by his father, and turned out to be such a guy without discipline...... I swear, I'm going to make this guy understand what the iron fist of sanctions is. After speaking, the girl pursed her mouth: "Long time, I really want to beat people, will you help me." ”

"No problem, do you want me to help me then?" asked Chang Jian calmly.

"Great, I like helpful cousins like you, but now there's a problem...... Marceau: Does he know all this. Penny asked.

"It doesn't seem to be known, the secrecy of the two sides is very good, and only a special existence like us can confirm the identity of Marceau's father through such a thing, so ...... My cousin, why don't you put it away. She turned her head to look at her cousin in front of her, and Penny nodded, "Why not, my cousin." Then she silently took off the canvas and put it into her space bag.

"Do you think Marceau will be suspicious of an empty easel? Penny asked again.

So the two girls dismantled the easels, put the stands into the space bag, and then sorted out the indentations on the blanket where the easels were located, and finally, the two girls who were humming a song walked out of the room and pasted a small note with information on the door.

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There was nothing on the second floor, and as he walked up, Marceau saw Chang and Penny walking hand in hand into the second floor: "Your progress is a bit of a problem." Marceau said with a smile.

"You don't have to worry about that, my dear. Penny turned, his free right hand to his lips and kissed him.

Thinking of this girl's pungent performance and the frenzy of the Guardian Girl Heavenly Group in terms of combat power, the cat cub climbed up to the third floor with a roll.

Pushing open the door, Marceau looked at a small room, a large bed, a low cupboard, a few clothes hanging on the hanger, maces, daggers, daggers, and long knives on the weapon racks, huh...... There was also an easel next to the bed, on which was a kind of cat that looked annoying, with a wicked smile, a small tiger tooth exposed, and a handful of white fur in the ears and a tuft of white hair on the tail.

At the bottom of the canvas is a line of small text - 'Honey, it's clear that my surrealist skills are superior to your craft.' ’

That's kind of ...... Self-portrait?

That's what it is...... My father?

With such doubts, Marceau walked in front of the portrait, born on the earth, grew up on the earth, and didn't know how the kitten people could distinguish each other's physical characteristics, but they just felt that this fluff, this white tail, this somewhat similar appearance...... It seems that he is really his father.

"Marceau, do you know the word father...... No more an empty adjective for you. With this in his own words, Marceau reached out and put the canvas into the space bag along with the board. (To be continued.) )