My brother and I listened and broke out in a cold sweat - it seemed that someone had destroyed the hypnotic spray device I had designed, and Mom and Dad woke up on their own. If they were to say "two whole days" correctly, I would have been at school by the time they woke up, and my uncle would have been home. Could it be that my uncle destroyed the device?

"'Mom and Dad', I'm sleepy and want to take a nap." The younger brother yawned deliberately, rubbed his eyes, and pretended to be sleepy. I said cooperatively: "I must be in a hurry, tired, now it's better to take a nap." 'Mom and Dad' too, taking a nap is very good for the body, and I went to sleep with Crush. ”

After speaking, he took the lead back to the room with Crush. My room was right next door to my brother's and across the street from my mom and dad's room. Not long after we entered the room, we heard the sound of the door closing next door and across the street.

"What now?" Shattered sat on my bed, frustrating and kicking, "We don't have an advantage at all." ”

"Why not? We already have a lot of information. And no matter how tired my brother's kid is, he can't go to bed so early, he definitely wants to have a night attack just now. I listened to the door panel, with a serious expression, "I guess I'm going to be with me around three or four o'clock in the morning tonight." I don't believe I can't find a key in my house. ”

"Key...... You say, if the key you got from the library that An An gave you was used here, it would be really fun. "I spread my hands and fell on the bed, really ready to sleep.

I pouted, "If only it worked, we wouldn't have to bother so much." ”

"Actually, maybe your 'mom' put the key close to you, how do you find it at night." Crushed leaned sideways and propped his head over to look at me.

"We have a sleep spray. As long as she makes sure she doesn't wake up when she opens the door, everything is easy to say. "I pulled out a new sleep spray from the pile of pills my uncle had given me.

"It's hanging. As far as you are concerned, according to you, your 'parents' must have become suspicious of you. Besides, they've just been sprayed once before, so they won't be on guard? If you use too many moves, you won't be able to use them. Shatters showed a look of disapproval.

"Makes sense...... Do you have a solution? I thought about what I meant, and looked at her as if asking for help.

She suddenly came to her senses, as if she had been waiting for my words for a long time, sat up from the bed, and said to me, "We can ask Ono to help, let him ambush outside the window of your parents' room, and be responsible for peeping." When I went to your parents' room to go to the bathroom, I saw a full-length mirror there, right? You say you feel something on your back, go to the mirror, pretend you can't see it, and ask your 'mom' to come and help you see it. Then don't act yet, step back first. When you're gone, your 'mom' will definitely check if the key is still there, and Ono will know where the key is. Then when your 'parents' are asleep, Ono can reach through the crack in the window to get the key. With that, she nodded in her own affirmativeness.

"It's a good idea." I agreed, and decided to split my arms with her. She was in charge of going out to Ono for help, and I was in charge of going to my brother's room to explain the situation.

As soon as he entered his brother's room, sure enough, he was setting an alarm clock, looking ready to go. I whispered the situation to him, and he agreed, but at the same time he made a suggestion: "Let me tell 'Mom' instead, Ono is still a boy after all, even if it's just a back, let him see that you are still not in good health." ”

"Well, okay." It doesn't matter who goes, I don't have to work, of course, I don't have a problem.

About half an hour later, Shatter came back from outside and gave me back the key to the house I had just given her. We're ready to dive in.

The younger brother knocked on the door and entered Mom and Dad's room.

"Do you think this can really be done?" The original planner of the event was looking at me worriedly at the moment.

I was full of black lines: "Your idea, you are only now coming to me to be unsure, believe it or not, I will smoke you?" ”

She ignored me and comforted herself, "It should be fine, they won't guess that we have Ono here, it should be possible." ”

I simply ignored her and peeked through the crack in the door to see the movement on the other side.

After a while, my brother came out and made an "OK" gesture at me. I nodded and closed the door gently.

After a few moments, there was a soft "knock" from the window. Is it Ono? How is it so fast?! Mom and Dad shouldn't have fallen asleep yet, right? I walked to the window in confusion and saw Ono making a fork gesture at the "tentacles" dangling upside down at me.

"Mom and Dad didn't take out the key to check?" I thought about it and guessed.

Ono nodded, as if afraid that others would find out, and climbed upstairs again.

Could it be that "Mom and Dad" really lost the key? Or are they confident enough that we won't be able to steal the key? I frowned, a little confused.

"What now?" Shattered looked at me apologetically and said worriedly. Since coming to our house, this phrase has almost become a mantra.

"It's okay, we still have PlanB." I patted her on the head and comforted her.

"What PlanB?" Shattered looked up at me expectantly.

I smiled at her and spat out two words: "Night Attack." ”

At half past three in the morning, three suspicious shadows drifted through the hall, sneaking in the direction of the guest room.

"Sister, do you have a lockpicking tool?" My brother whispered at me in front.

"No, how could I have that kind of thing?" I whispered back.

"Is it okay to issue a card? In those American dramas, the locks are unlocked with hairpins. Behind me, Crush handed out a hairpin that had been pinned to her head.

"That's why they all said it was an American drama!!" I kept my voice as low as I could and yelled at her.

"I'll try." The younger brother took it, and really bent it a few times, and poked it in the keyhole of the super guest room.

"Hey, don't break the lock." I was a little worried, "Be careful not to break or get stuck in it." ”

"yes, I know." The younger brother leaned his head against the door panel, as if listening to something. After about ten minutes, there was a sudden "click", and the younger brother stood up, twisted the handlebar, and opened.

I suddenly felt speechless. This is not an old-fashioned door lock, this is a door lock invented and created by using advanced technology in this new era, and it can still be opened in such an ancient way, which can't help but make me see a trace of scientific sadness.

At the same time, he looked at his brother suspiciously. Recently, I have always felt that my brother has become particularly suspicious, especially since the technology he has mastered so far is obviously not at the level that he can afford at this age. I couldn't help but think of what my mother said to me at the time, "Luo Luo also took that medicine", and I felt a little heavier in my heart.

As if feeling my gaze, he explained in a low voice: "I've seen a post on the Internet before, it's actually very easy to operate, next time I'll teach you, and I promise you can learn it too." ”

But this flawed rhetoric still doesn't diminish the suspicion he seems to me. I pouted and ignored him, pushed the door open and looked inside.

It was empty. The strange thing is that there are pots and pots of blood-red dragon boat flowers on the bed, on the floor, on the table, in the cabinet, on the top of the cabinet, and on the windowsill. In the light moonlight, the colors are bright and terrifying, like a demonic bloom, Manzhu Sawa is announcing some ulterior but ready to come out.

"This ...... What is it? "Shatter was visibly frightened. She froze, her gaze swept over the room, and suddenly pointed to a small corner under the bed, "Glutinous rice, look, there seems to be something under the bed." ”

I hurriedly looked in that direction. Because the light is too dark, you can only see a three-dimensional angle, but you can't really see what it is.

"It's a box." My brother was next to me and spoke to us in a very affirmative tone.

I carefully tiptoed in, pulling out the corner under the bed without hurting the delicate flowers.

It's really a box. A leather suitcase, to be exact. Somewhat out of place in this room, which was dusty except for the flowers, the box was not only brand new, but also exceptionally clean.

"We didn't have this box before." The younger brother touched his chin and whispered.

"Maybe the 'neighbors' got it again." I fumbled to open the box as I answered. With a "bang", a full of blood-red pills spilled out of it, instantly covering the floor next to the bed and the gaps between the nearest pots of flowers.

We were dumbfounded.