Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

Hei Xiazi was still mumbling, "Dumb Zhang, don't be shy, this is all for the great cause of solving puzzles."

Fatty Wang swiftly put the hot towel on the young man's body, his movements as skillful as a professional bath scrubber.

While applying the compress, he kept muttering, "Hey, little brother, just bear with it. When we figure out the secret of this piece of iron, I will buy you something delicious.

The young man's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot after being tormented by them.

Bai Mumu was chirping at the side, thinking: "You guys are too crazy, it's really unbearable to watch."

As the temperature of the hot towel was transferred, the tattoo on the boy's body began to slowly appear.

Wu Xie, Hei Xia Zi and Wang Pang Zi opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen a treasure.

However, after looking at it for a long time, they could not see any direct connection between the tattoo and the iron block.

Wu Xie frowned and said, "Although this tattoo is mysterious, what does it have to do with the iron block? Are we wrong?"

Fatty Wang scratched his head: "That shouldn't be the case. Hei Ye's idea sounds quite reliable. Why can't I see it?"

But the black bear didn't give up. He circled around the young man again and again, muttering, "There must be something we haven't discovered. Let's take a closer look."

Just then, the young man suddenly moved, startling the three of them.

Wu Xie quickly held down the little brother: "Little brother, don't move, we are doing this for your own good."

The look in the boy's eyes seemed to say, "I don't trust you."

They started a new round of discussion and speculation surrounding the iron block and the young man's tattoo, while the young man helplessly looked at these three people who were crazy about solving the mystery, probably thinking in his heart: When can I get rid of these idiots?

Bai Mumu looked at this group of unreliable people and just wandered around aimlessly, and the tattoo gradually faded as the heat wore off.

He walked over impatiently and gave each of them a paw, then took out a pen and paper from the space and pushed them over, indicating that they should draw it first.

Bai Mumu's sudden action startled the three of them. Wu Xie covered his hand and muttered aggrievedly, "Mumu, what are you doing?"

Fatty Wang also rubbed the place where he was scratched and said, "What's wrong with you, little fairy? I'm just looking for clues."

Hei Xiazi chuckled and said, "It seems that the young boss thinks we are too stupid."

The three of them looked at the paper and pen that Bai Mumu pushed over, and they suddenly realized what was going on.

Wu Xie said, "Yeah, why didn't we think of drawing the tattoo first, so that we can see it clearly later."

Fatty Wang nodded quickly: "Hurry up, don't waste time."

Hei Xiazi picked up the pen and said, "I'm very good at drawing."

So, Hei Xia Zi began to carefully draw the tattoo on the young man's body.

As he painted, he kept muttering: "These lines, these patterns, are simply works of art."

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang watched from the side, offering suggestions from time to time.

Bai Mumu was supervising them from the side, with his little head tilted, as if checking whether they were drawing correctly.

The young man still had a gloomy face as he watched these three unreliable people making trouble.

After a while, Hei Xia Zi finally finished the painting. He proudly showed his work and said, "Look, this is so well drawn."

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang leaned over to take a closer look and nodded in praise.

Then, Hei Xiazi narrowed his eyes slightly and began to outline the tattoo on the hunched-back body on paper with his superb memory. He was focused and the pen in his hand moved quickly, as if he was creating an extremely important painting. He muttered from time to time: "Well, it should be like this... That pattern seems to be..."

Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi watched nervously, not daring to breathe. Bai Mumu also stopped chirping, and stared at the pen in Hei Xiazi's hand. Although the little brother still had a gloomy face, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

After a long while, Hei Xia Zi finally stopped writing, let out a long sigh and said, "It's done." He showed the painting to everyone, and the tattoo on his hunched shoulder was vividly presented on the paper.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang quickly put the two paintings together for comparison, observing them carefully with frowns on their faces.

Wu Xie said: "These two tattoos do look very similar."

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examined the two paintings for a while, and then said in a calm but firm tone: "They are different."

Hearing this, Hei Xiazi nodded solemnly, and while gently tapping the two paintings with his fingers, he said, "Although they are different, the techniques are exactly the same."

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the young man and Hei Xia Zi like spotlights.

Wu Xie's face was filled with anxiety. He leaned forward slightly and asked impatiently, "What method? Tell me quickly."

Hei Xia Zi narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed at the two paintings with a focused look, and said slowly: "Look, the way the lines are drawn, although the patterns are different, the strength and trend of the strokes are similar, as if they were drawn by the same person, or the inheritance of the same school."

Fatty Wang scratched the back of his head, his face full of confusion. He tilted his head to look at the painting and said, "What does this mean?"

Hei Xia Zi raised his chin slightly and said confidently: "This means that this person and Dumb Zhang are likely from the same place."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

Wu Xie frowned and muttered to himself, "If this is true, then the matter behind this is very complicated."

Fatty Wang also put away his usual playful expression, with a serious expression, his hands folded across his chest, and said, "Who is this hunched-over man? How could he be related to me?"

The young man frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I'm not sure yet."

Hei Xiazi nodded, spread his hands, and said, "That's right, we can't be sure of too much just by looking at the similar tattoos. We really need to find more clues."

Wu Xie held his chin with one hand, lost in thought, and said, "Perhaps we can start from the place where the collapsed shoulder appeared, and see if we can find any clues about his identity."

When Fatty Wang heard this, he slapped his thigh and said loudly, "That makes sense, but where do we start looking in this remote area?"

After hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought again.

After a while, Bai Mumu suddenly remembered the book that the system left for her in the space. Her head tilted slightly, her eyes lit up, and then she emptied her mind and immersed herself in it. She searched in the book and finally found the page she needed, "Master Zhang, a member of the Zhang family, Qiongqi tattoo."

Seeing this, Bai Mumu was also a little surprised, but even though he was surprised, the most important thing now was to remind them.

So, Bai Mumu jumped lightly onto the table and started tapping on the computer keyboard with his little paws.