absurd deduction game.

Chapter 689 You don't understand my brother at all!
"Dong dong dong."

Who is... knocking on the door...

"Zhao Yijiu, prepare yourself, you can go out today."

what?
Are you calling me... Get out, where are you going?
In the darkness, Zhao Yijiu curled up in the corner, his eyes had already adapted to the light, and he could clearly see every outline in the small black room.

Even when he was resting, he never put down the dagger in his hand, because maybe in the next moment, something indescribable would crawl out of those small square doors around the small black room.

[Yes, you were born to be the protagonist. After going through all kinds of hardships, the day you get free is the real beginning of the story. 】

The narrator whispered in Zhao Yijiu's ear.

He's used to it, used to the concepts of scripts, characters, twists and turns, revenge, etc. that are constantly instilled in him.

He must have been in the dark for a long time, right?In fact, he didn't remember whether it was only 20 minutes ago, or he had lived in the small black room for several years.

Anyway, he seems to be just... a protagonist who was reborn from the distant future with a rebirth script.

So now is he a kid?

Zhao Yijiu was thinking in a daze, he always felt that something was wrong, but the fragments that had been silent in the deepest part of his memory were magnified in front of him again, which caused countless chaos in his mind, and he couldn't think of anything for a while. clear.

He could only follow the narration's prompt and passively wait for the development of the plot.

But now, someone is knocking on the door of the small black room, saying that he will be let out.

His brother is coming to take him away.

With a creak, the secret door of the small black room was opened from the outside, and a long-lost light suddenly appeared in Zhao Yijiu's retina.

"Zhao Yijiu, come out." There was a cold stranger outside the door, but that person's voice was very familiar. When he was in the small black room, whenever there was something new to test, this person's voice would be will come out of the speakers.

He vaguely remembered that when he was free, he was led out by Zhao Mou without saying a word on the way.

When he arrived at the "home" - the new house that Zhao Mou bought himself, he hugged Zhao Mou's waist and put his head on Zhao Mou's shoulder. In fact, he didn't cry, and he didn't even have much emotion. He just knew what he wanted. Do.

As his younger brother, his elder brother was the only one he could show weakness to.

But it was only a once-in-a-lifetime show of weakness. Normally, he would always make Zhao Mou feel that he wished his mother hadn't given birth to this younger brother.

Now Zhao Yijiu was in a daze, he stood up, skillfully holding the dagger in his hand, and walked towards the light step by step.

In fact, he has not been away from the light for a long time, and there is always an illusion... It seems that he has only lost the light for more than ten minutes.

With this little bit of strange feeling, he stepped out of the door of the small black room.

Zhao Mou was behind the stranger. The elder brother was much younger. He looked like he had just grown up. His face was a little immature, but on the bridge of his nose was a pair of refined, mature gold-rimmed glasses.

The young body was weaker than his, but it had also grown.

"Ajiu, let's go home." Zhao Mou's voice was cold, but it was obvious that the coldness was not aimed at him, but the people from the Zhao family next to him.

Zhao Yijiu just wanted to take a step.

[This is a huge turning point, are you really satisfied with the previous script? 】

The narration appears.

【You used to let go of the Zhao family so easily. In the days that followed, you were regarded as a freak and an outlier. Your brother still worked hard for the Zhao family. This is the fate of the side branch. 】

Zhao Yijiu blinked, and stared at Zhao Mou in unsteady eyes, while his peripheral vision inevitably glanced at the people beside him.

There was pity, curiosity, and a trace of novelty in the eyes of those people, as if they were looking at some rare animal.

It's a pity that they lost one experimental subject, and they were curious about what interesting reaction this experimental subject would have after being released.

The novelty is that he cannot be regarded as the same kind.

[What if there is a chance to modify the script?You have lived a new life, do you still have to suffer like before?When you were alive for the first time, you were in the chaos of competing with ghosts for thinking, and you couldn't feel emotions, so you didn't have anger.But when you gradually regained your emotions as a human being, did you regret it?You really don't want to tell your brother in the first place, thank him for doing so much for you?You really don't want these people who oppressed you and your brother to pay? 】

The whisper of the narrator is like the whisper of the devil, constantly urging him to make a choice.

Zhao Mou stepped forward and patted his head - at this time he was not as tall as Zhao Mou.

"Don't think so much, go home." When Zhao Mou talked to him alone, his voice was extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of distress. He really did everything a brother can do, and he never asked for it. any return.

According to the direction of the script, Zhao Mou will injure his leg in a deduction in a deduction in order to take a younger generation from the Zhao family.

His fox cane was fused with the persona when he injured his leg.

Although his leg healed later, this incident had a great impact on Zhao Mou... It made Zhao Mou's false mask thicker and thicker when facing others, and a smile like the little fox on the fox's walking stick appeared on his face.

Zhao Yijiu still remembers that Zhao Mou was very unhappy during that time, and my family gave Zhao Mou more rights in order to thank Zhao Mou for protecting that junior, even though that junior was actually a few years older than Zhao Mou at that time.

[The dagger is still in your hand, have you thought about it yet?The protagonist, the script this time, can come in the way you want. 】

The narrator speaks heart-warming words.

Zhao Yijiu turned his head to look at his dagger, and this action made those who had been watching him vigilant.

Although no one regards him as a human being, everyone is afraid that he is true. The Zhao family is not good at fighting with force, so they will train him like a weapon. Only Zhao Mou has proved that he can have greater influence on the Zhao family. Zhao Yijiu was replaced by his contribution.

[You can kill one person, or you can kill everyone. If you are afraid that Zhao Mou will get into trouble, you can teach these people a lesson, let them know that you are not something they can bully, and they will not bother you again in the future is you. 】

Zhao Yijiu raised his hand.

He said, "Give it back to you."

He only has a vest and shorts on him, and the dagger is his only "property", but both the clothes and the dagger were issued after he entered the small black room.

He couldn't return the clothes, and even if he returned them, no one else would want them, but this dagger can hurt ghosts, and it was a resource that the Zhao family bought from the Xu family.

Since you want to leave, don't leave a word.

Soon someone took the dagger and took it away.

Looking at the appearance of those people, many of them were surprised that he could still speak normally.

Because in the small black room, Zhao Yijiu was always silent.

In fact, he just felt that there was no need to say anything to these people.

Zhao Yijiu followed behind Zhao Mou, just like the previous script, he didn't do anything and went straight home.

【You actually gave up this opportunity, Zhao Yijiu, don't you think it's a waste?If you have deterred them, next time your brother may not receive that task, and he will not suffer from a leg injury and slump for so long. 】

The narration seems very incomprehensible, it is not eager, just puzzled.

Zhao Yijiu got into Zhao Mou's car, on the co-pilot, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

The car drove out of the garage, out of the isolated manor in the outskirts, and came to the lively street.

The world was in chaos, but Zhao Yijiu suddenly felt that something was blurry, as unreal as a sticker.

The narrator is still asking.

Zhao Yijiu was a little annoyed by the question, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Mou, who was driving seriously, and said to the narrator in his heart: "If you can control the script, asking this question means you don't understand the characters at all."

Narrator: ? ? ?
This is a familiar statement.

"For example, my brother, you don't understand at all. That injury... He did it on purpose, maybe he took advantage of the trend, but the benefits he got afterwards are what he wanted. The unhappiness and depression during that time, All of them are for the Zhao family to see."

Because of one leg, the Zhao family felt indebted, and they trusted Zhao Mou more, so they gave Zhao Mou power.

Perhaps it was because he was only talking to an illusory narrator, Zhao Yijiu spoke more rarely.

"He has already played with those people in the applause. If you have the script, please don't underestimate my brother. I don't want to spoil my brother's plan."

(End of this chapter)