Brother, he can read minds

Four people, you look at me, I look at you, the body reacted earlier than the brain, Victor rushed back to the corridor at the first time, he rushed back to the room just now with the speed that Su Yang and Ke Gu couldn't match, suddenly Pushing open the door, there was still the same dim light in the room, but the place where the old man was just now was empty, leaving only a tape on the table.

Ke Gu used a handkerchief to pick up the tape on the table. There was a pattern on the A and B sides of the tape, all of which were drawn with a signature pen. His drawing skills were good, and the things on the label paper were depicted vividly with just a few strokes.

Side A is a cocoon, while side B depicts a huge butterfly, but there is a cage firmly on the outside of the butterfly, not only covering, but more accurately embedded, the butterfly's wings are almost torn apart by the cage up.

What does it mean?

What Su Yang thought of was the relationship between the beast and the cage mentioned by the old man just now, but he didn't think it was very similar. The dangerous thing in the old man's story was the cage, but here it was the butterfly that was torn apart.

"Look, is this a line of writing?" Lin Xinshu hesitated a little, pointing to some ink at the bottom of the label.

But this obviously can't make up words, but it doesn't look like ink dots either. If that person is really Cris, then these irregular strokes must not be a coincidence or accident.

Ke Gu turned the tape over, and there was also a little bit of ink in the same place on the other side.

Su Yang thought for a while, and started looking for things all over the world, Lin Xinshu was a little puzzled: "What is he looking for?"

"Paper and pen." As soon as Ke Gu finished speaking, Su Yang found the paper and pen in the drawer of the bookcase, lay down in front of the table, and copied the ink on the label page of the tape on the paper.

Lin Xinshu was amazed. He had heard Ke Gu say it before, but he didn't expect that their tacit understanding was more mysterious than he imagined.

Lin Xinshu couldn't help being fascinated because he could tell what he was thinking just by looking at the other person. He couldn't help but glanced at Victor who was standing guard at the door. He never thought that Victor would capture him immediately.

Victor warned, "Don't tease me."

Lin Xinshu was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that he had been wronged, but he didn't think about anything, besides, there were outsiders here, so could he really have any thoughts and be able to put them into action?Lin Xinshu's small theater hadn't finished yet, and Victor said warningly: "Put away your thoughts."

Lin Xinshu: "..." Forget it, this kind of telepathy is actually unnecessary.

"What is he doing?" Lin Xinshu decided to care about his teammate who was in charge of using his brain. When he turned around, he found that there were already several lines of writing on Su Yang's paper, some of which had a cross drawn beside them.

"Little brother thinks that these two lines can be combined into one sentence, so he is trying to put these two lines together."

Su Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the tape vertically for a long time, finally found two corresponding places, but what was transcribed was still not a complete sentence.

"Brother... Am I wrong?"

When Su Yang was writing, Ke Gu also thought about this issue. In fact, the younger brother’s idea is the most reliable, but it is also a fact that he can’t spell the words now. They don’t even know whether this represents Chinese, English, or other languages. Not sure.

Numbers perhaps?

But in any case, their progress seems to be stuck at the moment.

"By the way." Ke Gu remembered something, "Is there a tape recorder in this room?"

Su Yang shook his head: "I didn't see it just now."

Lin Xinshu scratched his hair: "I haven't seen this thing for a long time." Then he started to rummage in the room. He was lucky, the object he was looking for was relatively large, but the unlucky thing was—— nothing.

"Isn't there?" Lin Xinshu thought hard but couldn't figure out what that person was thinking. Isn't there a thing left behind in the hope that others will crack it?

Lin Xinshu's thoughts were similar to Su Yangke's, so the three of them started searching, but it turned out that this room was just a room, and there was nothing in it that symbolized the identity of the owner of the room.The bookcase is also empty, with no place for any possible information.

But this also makes the identity of the old man even more suspicious. Obviously this room does not belong to him, and he does not live here and does not come here often, so it is not a coincidence that he is here, let alone coincidentally with them. Met here by chance.

An answer was ready to come out, he was waiting for them here, the story was also told to them, and this tape was most likely left for them as well.

"Search the back room first, and take this tape first." Ke Gu realized that they couldn't waste any more time here. The old man might want to tell them something, but when he obviously couldn't find the answer, he You can save this question until the end and come back to do it later.

After that, the search of several rooms went smoothly, and there were people living in the other rooms, but there was no one in the room at the moment.When searching one of the rooms, Ke Gu was silent. He stared at this room for a long time, and slowly said: "My father should live in this room."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Ke Gu raised the corners of his lips helplessly, "it should be, look at the "Thick Black Studies" on the bedside, this is his favorite book."

That really fits Ke Jianhai's character, but Su Yang also breathed a sigh of relief, it proves that Ke Jianhai is still alive and doing well, otherwise it would be impossible to even have books he likes.

Then they saw other rooms. If Ke Jianhai was clearly a single room, the other room was a double room, and the room was clearly divided. One side was very simple, with no stools and only straw mats. Writing rice paper: "Is this where Ma Rufeng lives?"

Ke Gu agreed with this, it seems that Caius is really good to the hostages.

Su Yang stepped forward and spread out the rice paper in the porcelain vase on the table, on the rice paper was written in a calm and majestic style - "If you don't honor the virtuous, the people will not fight; , so that the people will not be chaotic. This is the rule of the sage.”

"I remember this is a passage in the "Tao Te Ching". I remember that there should be half a paragraph later. Empty the heart, strengthen the belly, weaken the will, strengthen the bones, and keep the people ignorant and desireless." Su Yang retrieved his own memory system, and it seemed that Daoist Ma had indeed written it down, but why did he write such words?

"The rule of inaction..." Ke Gu also followed, narrowing his eyes when he saw the words on the rice paper, and he caught the flash of inspiration that flashed through his mind.

"Tell me, judging from what he wrote, it seems like someone is asking a question and he is answering it?"

Indeed, in Su Yang's memory, there should be a series of words after the rule of saints, but according to the brother's explanation, it is indeed like someone asking Ma Rufeng, "Do you know how to manage it?" An answer that fits his identity, and finally told the person "This is the rule of saints."

"Your father asked?"

"He wouldn't ask such a question." Ke Gu shook his head, and raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "A wolf who has been hunting rabbits all his life won't suddenly ask how to be a vegetarian one day."

"Then who else would—" Su Yang's voice stopped abruptly, as if someone was troubled by this problem, he touched the tape case through his pocket, and he thought of the old man's question unexpectedly—" What if these free beasts decide to turn around and tear you apart?"

The author has something to say: Lin Shao: Can this kind of telepathy be blocked?

Victor: The young master's mind is too unhealthy.