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"So...... This is their mother's bedroom. After watching the CG, Feng Bujue speculated: "That kind of line, no matter how you listen to it, it's your last words." And Arthur's kid's reaction showed that he had basically blackened when he was a teenager......" he thought, "but...... Why? Because he was adopted, he hated his brother? Or is it because the so-called criminal people are evil by nature? Or...... Something happened that changed his personality? ”

Feng Bujue had doubts and began to rummage through the cabinets. There are many places to search for this room, and the inspection took him a long time. The drawers of the bedside table were empty, and he checked them at all angles, and found no engravings; And the two wardrobes were not only empty, but when they were opened, they emitted a stern musty smell, and even with the masks on, they were smoked enough. Even so, Feng Bujue still climbed to the top, squeezed to the back of the cabinet, and looked at it before, back, left, right, inside and out.

Ten minutes later, he searched under the bed before he finally confirmed...... There's nothing in this room but a triggerable CG.

Feng Bujue obviously should be classified as the type of compulsive compulsive disorder when playing games, the symptoms of this problem are: obsessed with exploring all the maps, finding all the props, investigating every corner, talking to every NPC, finding every hidden element, completing all the achievements, and it is best to unearth a few more bugs as a talking point after clearing the level.

I remember he used to play with The Elder Scrolls, oh no, when he was writing for material, he often made this mistake. Now in this one-man script, he has neither to consider the feelings of his teammates nor to have a time limit, so he naturally has another seizure......

Once he had secured his first bedroom, he headed for the one next door.

The exploration process in the next room is similar to this one, first with an iron bar. Then enter. This second room is also a bedroom, and the furnishings are different from the previous one, but the environment is very different. The room was dusty, and there was nothing but a bed and a wardrobe. However, Feng Bujue still looked at the marks on the floor and deduced that several pieces of furniture had been stored in the room, including a desk and a piano.

"With wooden floors, as long as a piece of furniture is left in the same place for a year, the imprint will never go away......," he says. He also touched the floor with his hand, "These marks...... At least the furniture that has been there for more than ten years is left, and the areas on the floor that have been pressed are distinctly different from the surrounding colors. Feng Bujue squatted on the ground and watched for five minutes, "But judging from the dust accumulation of Cheng Dù, it has been some time since these things have been removed." I'm afraid it would have been split into firewood and burned a long time ago......"

As mentioned earlier, the emptier the room, the more convenient it is to search. Feng unconsciously lifted the dirty bed and glanced at it, but found nothing, and then turned around and opened the large wardrobe against the wall.

"Hmph...... Good taste. He smiled when he saw the clothes hanging from the closet.

There were only two kinds of clothing in his wardrobe in front of him, a white shirt and suspenders. Shirts are worn and hung on hangers. Trousers are more convenient and can be hung directly on a beam in the wardrobe with a strap.

Each of these clothes was dirty, stained with all kinds of stains, mainly bloodstains, even in the eyes of people who were sloppy like Feng Bujue. It has also exceeded the limit of what can be tolerated, "What is the mentality of putting unwashed dirty clothes in the closet and hanging them?" Every time you open it, take off the wet and sticky one on your body and hang it up, and then take a disgusting one from the closet and put it on? He pondered: "After these two brothers died of their mother." Are you in a situation where no one knows how to do laundry? If this script is set like this, it is indeed terrifying......"

Feng Bujue was thinking nonsense. Squatting down, his hands resting on the drawer in the lower half of the closet, "If this drawer is stuffed with unwashed underwear and hides one of the yellow and white keys, how am I going to complain......

With the sound of wood rubbing, Feng Bujue opened the drawer, but fortunately, it was empty.

"Whew...... I don't know why I feel a little lucky. He sighed, closed the drawer, took a piece of clothing and a pair of pants from the closet, leaned against the size, and said to himself, "That little man in the opening film...... Probably in his early sixties, these clothes and pants were obviously too big for him. So...... This bedroom is Andrew's? ”

Feng unconsciously threw his clothes on the bed, and started a carpet search again from a corner of the room. Since he hadn't found any plot items or flashbacks in this room, he searched more carefully than the previous one, observing and tapping almost inch by inch. Finally, when he came to the position below the ledge, and after a few seconds of pause, another CG video was triggered.

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Golden sunlight poured into the room through the window, and a desk sat at the edge of the window, in front of which a young boy of about ten years old was fiddling with a small piece of wood in his hand with a carving knife.

The boy's hair was shining golden in the sunlight, and his eyes were focused on the wood in his hands, and the movements of his hands were cautious, as if he were making a very delicate and difficult handicraft.

On the other side of the room, a brown-haired boy was sitting at the piano, playing a simple piece of music with a relaxed expression. His technique was a little rusty, so the melody was staccato and staccato, but he didn't care, because the only audience in the room was his brother.

After this rather warm scene lasted for more than ten seconds, Andrew suddenly put the wooden block and carving knife in his hand still on the table, and sighed dejectedly, "Ah~ failed again." ”

"Then do it all over again." Arthur's hand lifted off the keys and he looked back.

"Ah...... No, no, no...... This is already the fifth, and this manual homework will be handed in tomorrow, so it's definitely too late to do it again. Andrew said this, turned his head, and said with a sneer: "If it were my brother...... This kind of thing is a ~ next child! You can do it well, after all, you are a genius! ”

"yes." Arthur replied lightly.

"Uh......" Andrew said with a humble eye, "I actually admitted it like that......"

"You've praised me for being a genius, what am I being modest?" Arthur got down from the piano bench and walked to Andrew's side in a few steps, "Okay, okay, leave it to me, I really can't do anything about you." ”

"Haha, thank you, brother!" Andrew smiled brightly.

Arthur then picked up his brother's half-finished homework and looked at it in front of his eyes for a few seconds, his eyes full of disdain. For him, to make such a thing, let alone five times, it is impossible to fail even once.

It's a pity that Arthur didn't have a chance to do these things. If the identity of the criminal clan is discovered, not only him, but also the person who shelters him may also be sentenced to death. Therefore, his mother did not let him go to school like the other children, and in fact, Arthur did not even have a friend except for his younger brother. His life is confined to the ranch, except for the occasional conversation with the nearby farmers, and the only people he can reach are his mother and Andrew.

"Hmm...... In this case...... Like this, ...... like this" Arthur observed for a while, and now that he had an idea, he took a pen in his hand, and drew a refining array on a piece of paper.

In just one minute, he finished drawing a simple alchemy array, and then placed the carved piece of wood in his hand on the array.

I saw Arthur press his hands on both sides of the paper, and read a trivial sentence in his mouth, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, and after a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the wooden blocks on the refining array also turned into light at this moment, and his form changed suddenly.

By the time the light had faded, the block had transformed into a small wooden comb.

"Oh! It's amazing! Andrew exclaimed.

"Shh......h Don't let my mother hear, she doesn't like me using alchemy. Arthur put his index finger in front of his mouth and motioned for his brother to be quieter.

Andrew picked up the comb with bright eyes, put it in his hand and observed: "Brother, you are really amazing!" Our teacher said that anyone who can complete the actual alchemy homework before the age of twelve is an absolute genius! I will definitely be able to enter the Royal Sorcerer Army in the future! ”

"Yes......" Arthur didn't have much reaction when he heard this, because in his opinion, the refining just now was completely a small skill of carving insects, and he could have done more complex refining a long time ago. As for the Royal Sorcerer troops...... How could the people of the criminal tribe have the opportunity to go there to study?

Looking at his younger brother with an excited face, Arthur seemed very calm, and he reminded: "Andrew, don't mention your brother's affairs outside, you should understand this......"

Andrew nodded, "I know, Mom has said this many times. He replied as he picked up the carving knife and carved something into the comb.

"Hey...... It's all done for you, what are you going to do? If you break it, you won't be able to hand in your homework. Arthur said so, but he didn't stop his brother.

Andrew quickly carved the thing he wanted to engrave, put the comb in front of his brother's eyes, and said with a smile: "I won't hand it over, this is the first thing my brother helped me refine, and I want to keep it well." ”

Looking at the words A.A on the comb, Arthur shrugged noncommittally and touched his brother's head: "My silly brother......"

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Feng Bujue watched the video, and couldn't help but complain: "Are you Sasuke's brother?" ”

From the perspective of watching CG, it is naturally impossible to know the psychological activities of Arthur and Andrew, and Feng Bujue can only roughly guess through Guò's words and looks.

"Okay...... It appears that the images in the rooms are not played in chronological order. But...... When these two boys were in their teens, the relationship seemed to be pretty good......" Feng Bujue said: "Although I can't rule out the factors of personality change in my growth, I always feel that ...... will evolve into the current situation, the most critical opportunity is the so-called 'criminal clan' bloodline. ”