Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 471 Monster House? ! !

Under the warm light of the desk lamp, Feng Mu's lenses were like a warm filter, quietly filtering out the coldness in his eyes, leaving only a warm amber luster.

His slender fingers gently brushed across the camera casing, his movements as gentle as if he were stroking a docile cat.

Feng Yuhuai stood at the door and met Feng Mu's eyes.

Through the lenses, those eyes looked ordinary and harmless.

For some reason, an inexplicable emotion quietly grew in Feng Yuhuai's heart, and she suddenly wondered if she was really being too suspicious.

Although her mind was still reminding her to stay alert, her body had already taken a step forward unconsciously.

"Come, sit over here, let's take a look at what dad has filmed with this camera."

Feng Mu spoke with a smile, and his tone and lines made Feng Yuhuai feel as if he really knew nothing about everything.

He even thought the camera belonged to his father? ! !
Feng Yuhuai sneered in his heart, but obediently moved a chair over and sat side by side with Feng Mu in front of the camera.

The two chairs were gently pressed against each other, making a slight friction sound.

The two heads leaned against each other in front of the small viewfinder, their hair intertwined inadvertently, like a pair of close siblings.

Wang Xiuli was awakened by an inexplicable heart palpitation. When she walked into the living room wearing her coat, she happened to see this heartwarming scene.

Her eyes were slightly hot and she turned and walked towards the kitchen quietly.

The chopping board was piled with ingredients that had been bought during the day but had not yet been processed. She tied on an apron and began to busy herself with preparations for this belated reunion dinner.

The rhythm of the knife hitting the chopping board gradually blended with the occasional whispers of brothers and sisters in the living room, forming a heartwarming melody called "Home."

The blue light of the viewfinder screen shone on two similar faces.

Feng Yuhuai frowned slightly: "Brother, why are there only snowflakes?"

Her falling hair stretched out quietly like a living thing, and a few strands had quietly climbed up Feng Mu's back.

Feng Mu seemed unaware of it. He fiddled with the camera a little clumsily, and the image of his sister reflected on the lens seemed to be coated with a layer of light red light.

Light red represents normal danger.

Bright light represents the breeding of murderous intent.

He said gently, "I don't know. Maybe the camera was broken. Yu Huai didn't see the footage. Are you disappointed?"

As he spoke, he gently took out the memory card and shook it between his fingertips.

The memory card as a whole looks basically intact, but there is an obvious crack at the interface.

He then sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness:

"Look, there's a crack here. I guess it needs to be repaired before it can be used again."

Feng Yuhuai nodded slightly, thinking to himself:

"Sure enough, I've been blessed by fate again. However, I still have to find a chance to destroy this memory card, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger if I keep it."

She smiled sweetly and said:
"Forget it then. I don't know why dad picked up this broken thing."

Feng Mu put the memory card back into the camera and glanced at Feng Yuhuai quietly. At this time, the bright light emanating from Feng Yuhuai gradually dimmed.

"Who knows? It should be for investigating a case. But the crack on the memory card doesn't look big, and it can be repaired through technical means." Feng Mu said as he walked out slowly with the camera and placed it casually on the coffee table in the living room.

He put a lot of thought into making sure his mother fulfilled her wish and had her last dinner at home smoothly.

He did everything he should and shouldn't do.

Next, if something heartbreaking and unbearable happens again, you really can’t blame yourself anymore.

Feng Yuhuai followed Feng Mu obediently. They walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down slowly. Feng Yuhuai picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

As expected, at this moment, the news on all the TV stations in District 9 were almost all "contracted" by the news from No. 8 Middle School.

Various reports and images about No. 8 Middle School kept switching on the screen. On the day of its centenary celebration, No. 8 Middle School did not forget its original intention and became famous, overshadowing all other schools in District 9.

"I didn't expect there were such monsters in the sewers at the time. Luckily I dodged quickly and didn't run into them."

Feng Yuhuai said softly, looking as if he had survived a disaster.

Feng Mu smiled when he heard this and comforted his sister like a good brother.

The brother and sister chatted with each other, and the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.

Suddenly, Feng Yuhuai asked:

"Brother, you said that [Masked] and the scientist Zuo Bai, the way they look, should they be considered monsters, or can they still be considered human beings?"

Feng Mu pushed up his glasses, and the reflection from the lenses obscured his subtle expression changes:
"What do you think?"

Feng Yuhuai always looked down on her good-for-nothing brother, but today, for some reason, she felt an especially strong desire to talk to Feng Mu, and she especially wanted to tell him about her own journey.

She frowned slightly and said thoughtfully:

"I think that one of them transformed himself into a half-human, half-ghost appearance, and the other one is no different from a monster. But no matter what, they still retain the appearance of humans. So in the final analysis, they should still be human beings."

Feng Yuhuai paused for a moment, observing Feng Mu's expression and said:
"Yes, it's a human who has the power of a monster!"

Feng Mu smiled without comment, his face still gentle. In his memory, whether it was his own or his original body's, there had never been a time when Imoto asked him for advice humbly.

"The power of the glasses, the effect of dark affinity is more exaggerated than I thought." Feng Muxin thought, "But this also shows that the glasses also judged that you, Imoto, are a villain."

Feng Mu's lips curled up meaningfully, and every word he said afterwards sounded like a good brother guiding and educating his sister onto the right path.

He said: "When you look at people or monsters, you can't just look at their appearance. In this world, there are many people with beautiful appearances who hide the souls of monsters, but there may also be some ugly and deformed monsters who have holy and beautiful souls."

"Similarly, whether or not one has mastered the power of monsters is not the criterion for distinguishing monsters from humans. The distinction between monsters and humans should not be based on the strength of their power, but rather on..."

Mu deliberately dragged out the last syllable, his tone revealing a hint of compassion:

"It depends on whether they regard humans as their own kind or as...food on a plate. In other words, whether they are monsters depends on whether they eat humans. Yu Huai, what do you think?"

Feng Yuhuai's face stiffened slightly. He didn't know if his brother's words had any hidden meaning, but the latter's expression looked sincere and harmless.

She nodded as if she was taught, and then in her heart, her doubts about Feng Mu unconsciously decreased a little.

After all, what monster would be willing to judge itself by the standards of a cannibal? ! !

(End of this chapter)