The door closed, and Ying'er walked in with a suspicious look on her face, her big red eyes scanning the room left and right.
"What shameful things are you doing again?"
"What's the deal? I just hadn't put on my pants yet. I didn't expect you to be standing at the door, so I quickly blocked the door." Garen put his hands in his hair and rubbed his numb scalp.
"No! What's under your bed!" Ying'er's eyes were sharp and she immediately found suspicious traces. She took a few steps forward and stood in front of Jia Long. "Get out of the way. I want to see what you are doing again."
Disgusting stuff!"
"What are you doing? Stop making trouble at this late hour!" Garen frowned deliberately.
"Get out of the way!" Ying'er belongs to the type who doesn't care about anything when her temper comes up. Now she saw that Jia Long was not moving, and she suddenly became more suspicious.
"Stop it!"
"I said get out of the way!" Ying'er's voice deepened and her face turned cold. "It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough..."
Garen's expression changed slightly. The last time it was Garen was because he had collected some H reading materials and wanted to hide them, but when they were discovered, he was beaten up by Ying'er and made him cry. That kind of embarrassing thing was even if it wasn't him.
The experience was quite unpleasant.
But no matter what, the clothes under the bed must not be discovered!
Seeing that he remained silent, Ying'er's face turned even darker.
"It seems that I really have to teach you a profound lesson this time!" Her little fists clenched together, making a crunching sound.
"It's not that kind of thing, believe me!" Garen looked up and looked into Ying'er's eyes. He had just killed a person because of his excessive strength. Now he didn't want to fight with his sister anymore. He was afraid that if he accidentally
Too much force again....
Ying'er stared into his eyes and found that there was no trace of embarrassment or anger in them, but a hint of sincerity.
The two looked at each other for a long time.
Ying'er slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure!" Garen replied quickly. "Except for this matter, I will agree to whatever you want!"
"Okay, let me ask you a few questions. If you can answer me truthfully, I won't care about you." Ying'er paused.
"no problem!"
"Do you like Dad?" "Of course you do. It's simple."
"Do you like mom?" "Definitely."
"Do you like uncle?" "Yes."
"Do you like Effie?" "Hi...who is Effie?"
Garen took a deep breath, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly..."
The palpitations he had suppressed just now began to tremble again. Looking at his sister whose face finally cleared up, he actually felt lucky to have survived. He did not expect that his sister actually knew that the most beautiful girl among his classmates was Effie.
"Okay... I'll spare you this time. If you bring in some disgusting things like that in the future, don't blame me..." A satisfied smile appeared on Ying'er's face. "Okay, I'll go out first.
You go to bed early."
"I know, I know, okay, you should go to bed quickly..." Garen breathed a sigh of relief. "See you tomorrow then."
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow... How big are you!!!" Ying'er yelled, swooped over and burrowed directly under the bed, and actually got under the bed very quickly.
Garen hurriedly knelt down and followed suit, reaching out to grab his own bundle of clothes.
The ball of bloody clothes was pushed deep under the bed by Ying'er's sudden movement, almost out of reach.
"What's inside the clothes!? Tell me!" Ying'er squeezed inside, trying to reach out and grab the ball of clothes.
“Nothing!!”
"You're dead if I catch you!!" Ying'er's legs were hugged by Garen, and she kept crawling forward, trying to break free from the restraints behind her.
Jia Long held her tightly from behind, but he did not dare to use too much force, so he could only hold her lightly. Unexpectedly, his strength was too weak, and Ying'er broke free and rushed forward.
Bang!
"it hurts..."
Ying'er's forehead hit the wooden board at the bottom of the bed, and her body immediately shrank back.
Garen, who was behind him, felt his head swell as he slipped directly under his sister's skirt.
The round buttocks wrapped in black pantyhose were close at hand, and through the black, you could clearly see the faint white underneath. The tip of his nose almost touched the skin of his sister's buttocks.
A girl's body fragrance mixed with the faint smell of sweat entered his nose, and he took a deep breath unconsciously.
Both of them froze for a moment.
Ying'er didn't dare to move in front, and a pink color spread quickly on her cheeks, neck, and even her whole body.
She could clearly feel that her butt was facing Garen's face, and everything under her skirt was probably visible.
Garen's mind was in confusion for a moment. The girl's most attractive part was right in front of him, and he didn't know how to react.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door.
"Have you two had enough trouble in the room? If you have had enough trouble, go wash up and go to bed! We have classes tomorrow!" Father Aisen stood at the door and said loudly.
Both of them felt their hearts skip a beat and were extremely nervous.
If my father sees this posture...
"I know, I'll be fine soon!" Garen came back to his senses and answered loudly.
The sound of his father's footsteps gradually became quieter and disappeared.
Garen immediately got out from under the bed.
Ying'er followed closely and got out from under the bed, holding her buttocks with both hands, blushing and lowering her head, not daring to look at Galen.
"I'm going to bed." She said in a voice like a gnat, opened the door and left quickly.
Garen took a deep breath, sat on his bed, and suddenly felt strangely calm.
After having an ambiguous fight with my sister, I surprisingly suppressed the anxiety and panic of murder.
Ying'er's body fragrance still lingered faintly in the room. Gallon sat on the bed, and waited until Ying'er's bedroom closed and turned off the lights, then went out to find a clothes drying pole, hooked the bloody clothes out from under the bed, and then quietly took it
Wash clothes by hand in the bathroom.
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One week later.
"Old man, what's the latest news? How about showing me the new arrivals of good stuff?"
Gallon sat bored at the table and fiddled with a golden button, which was said to be the button on the famous Onyx Queen's clothes three hundred years ago.
"New goods? What else is new? Last time, a thief destroyed all my money!" The old man stood in front of the bookshelf, flipping through it. "By the way! I have a book here for you to enjoy.
Just think of it as your reward for coming over to comfort me, an old man, in this moment of crisis."
"What book?"
"You'll know it when you see it."
The old man flipped left and right, then found a chair to sit on, and pulled out a large black hard-covered book from the top column of the bookshelf.
"Here, here you go." The old man got out of his chair with difficulty and handed the book to Garen.
Taking the thick black brick, Gallon wiped the thick layer of dust on the cover, revealing some unknown black words underneath.
Turn to the first page.
Suddenly, Galen's pupils shrank slightly.
A huge stream of cool air suddenly surged into his palm, followed his arm and penetrated into his head.
"Potential! It's potential! So...so much...!"
He didn't react at all, because there was no movement when the book was first brought into his hands, but when he opened the pages, he actually began to absorb the potential again.
His heart beat unnaturally fast for a few times. Garen ignored the rapidly growing potential numbers at the bottom of his field of vision and looked directly at the content on the page.
The pale yellow pages were filled with densely packed unknown words. Gallon flipped back page after page, and black and white sketches were occasionally interspersed between the words.
Most of the pictures are weird irregular geometric lines, which are like some kind of mechanical design drawings or maps of complex terrain. The pictures are densely marked with small symbols and words.
Garen could not understand the content at all, but this did not prevent him from holding the book to absorb the potential. As he flipped through the pages, time slowly passed.
Half an hour later...
Garen slowly closed the book and let out a long breath.
"Have you finished reading?" The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the cover of the book carefully, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
"Finished looking through it. This thing is definitely an ancient antique!!" Garen said with a very sure tone.
"You just know?" The old man seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, as if he had let go of a certain burden. "Okay, I'm going to close the door early today. You go first, I have something else to do."
Garen glanced at the sky outside. The sun had completely sunk below the horizon, and only the clouds in the sky still had a faint trace of red.
"Okay, I'll go back first. See you tomorrow."
"Well, get out of here, kid!" the old man cursed with a smile.
"By the way, how's the progress with Detective Mercury in the tower?" Garen turned around and asked.
"There was an explosion in Qiora Town on the edge of the city yesterday. Detective Mercury was injured and is now in the hospital." Old Man Geguo shook his head and sighed, "Even the famous Detective Mercury has suffered a setback. It seems that I can't find my things.
It’s back.”
"That's not necessarily true. I looked up Detective Mercury's deeds, and that guy is no ordinary person. The mystery of the stolen million-dollar oil painting in New Zealand, the Nine Rings Murder Case in Siridhar, and the cracking of the Torch Legend, etc.
Wait. That guy keeps facing new opponents and goes to different places to solve puzzles one after another. He just enjoys solving crimes. According to me, this golden ring is probably no exception." Garen comforted.
"Then thank you for your kind words. Come on, hurry up, I'm closing the door." The old man waved his hand and urged.
"I know." Garen walked out of the store carrying his schoolbag.
He glanced at the potential point below his field of vision.
Potential: 179%. Originally it was only 58, but it only improved after meeting the car on the night of the murder.
"That book..." While he was in a good mood, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Something feels wrong."
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After Gallon left, old man Ge Guo closed the door of the store, sat back in front of the bookshelf, opened the black hard-cover book, and gently rubbed the pages with a complicated expression.
It took him a long time to read the entire book.
"Actually, I should have known the result a long time ago. I didn't expect that at this point, I still couldn't help but want to leave something behind..."
Shaking his head, the old man slowly closed the page of the book.
Turn it over gently and put the cover on. The black text on the cover quietly turned into dark red writing. It was as if blood was flowing through the strokes, leaving behind the dark red color of coagulated blood.