deformed bone

Isaac let out a sigh, full of worry and helplessness, and whenever he made a sound, his tone was surprisingly similar to that of Dr. Holden.

"Maybe you think I'm nagging..."

"—but I should really stop my damn pills."

Calvin interrupted him and took up the conversation.

He didn't know what happened, but when he heard the voice that reminded him of his dead father, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

"I'll pay attention." Calvin said absent-mindedly, and then he felt that this passage was too perfunctory, so he added, "...I just need to wait for a while, Isaac. Life is really messed up."

And nightmares are just the slightest side effect of various painkillers, sleeping pills and antidepressants.

Calvin couldn't see Isaac's face at this moment, but he could imagine that the other party was desperately suppressing his anger at this moment - after more than ten seconds, Isaac barely continued the conversation with Calvin again.

"Forget it." He said, "Then let's talk about the business, I have already sent Virgil's background file to your mailbox, please take time to look at those boring ones while saving the world, it took me a lot of work information just obtained.”

"Wow, you've become more efficient, Isaac." Calvin deliberately made his tone sound warm in order to save the stiffness that gradually began to spread between the two brothers.

"Because the guy is sort of famous—although you wouldn't know it just by looking at it."

Isaac said with a hint of displeasure, "By the way...do you still remember that sentence the old man always told us? The one about poison."

"'Those who are vicious and full of malice usually do not appear in front of the world in a terrible appearance. On the contrary, generally speaking, they look either pitiful or polite, and there is something lovable about them... It's like poison that has to be sugar-coated so that it can be swallowed voluntarily and contentedly"—if that's what you said, yes, I remember. "

Calvin replied, frowning, he walked into the kitchen and poured himself a whole cup of scalding Americano. Only then did he feel his fingertips warm up a little.

"Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?" He asked his brother this question in some confusion.But Isaac didn't give him a clear answer.

"Nothing, I just remind you to be careful."

Isaac said dryly, finally hanging up after finishing his exuberant maternal chatter.

Hearing the busy tone from the microphone, Calvin sighed.

He poured himself another cup of coffee - and added some "damn" pills, by the way - and sat down at his desk, opened his notebook and began to browse through the background information on Vigili.

A few minutes later, Calvin flicked his fingers on the table unconsciously a few times.

Virgilie Ebbetts was, in a sense, a genius, a real genius, or, to use another, more subtle term: there was something special in him.

He was born into a wealthy family, his father was working as an investment manager in a Wall Street firm, and his mother was a nearly perfect housewife.But in a country like the United States, there are countless such families—and almost all of them harbor a residual desire to be “different.”Fortunately or unfortunately, Virgilie Ebbetts is the opportunity for this family to become special from then on.

On Christmas when he was three years old, he received an oak children's piano as a Christmas gift, and the young Virgil, who had no way to express his complete thoughts well, was simply fascinated by his new toy.

In the first few days, he could only use his fleshy fingers to randomly knock out some crisp sounds on the white and black keyboards. After a few days, those random sounds turned into rhythmic tunes—and a One day a week later, while his mother was cooking in the kitchen, she heard what could be called a beautiful piano sound coming from the living room.At the beginning, she thought it was just music from the TV, but when she came to the living room, she saw her 3-year-old child sitting in front of the piano and playing the music intoxicated.

Virgili's journey as a musical prodigy begins with the tune in the living room that day.His parents just happened to be the type with enough energy and money and connections - and he started year after year, country after country, prodigy piano tour.Unfortunately, it was this kind of touring life that made it impossible for him to get a continuous and regular formal music training. His touring soon became the background sound of the charity party organized by his parents to expand his network. It was like a fun commodity for parents to express themselves... This life continued until Vigili was 15 years old, which was the boy's physical and psychological puberty.The music prodigy broke out completely. He completely gave up the piano and turned to painting, which he was not good at.

(The relationship between the Ebbetts and Virgilie Ebbetts was very tense, and the cold war between the two parties continued until three years ago, when Virgilie Ebbetts was rushed to the hospital in a coma due to excessive smoking of marijuana.)

Calvin's mouse slid over this passage.

Well, now he can probably understand the origin of Isaac's weird attitude before—it was also valued by his parents because of his talent, the same was treated as a rare commodity for a national tour, and the same rigid relationship with his parents...

There are too many unavoidable similarities between Virgilie Ebetz and Calvin, and he may even be more unlucky than Calvin: since being sent to the hospital because of marijuana, Virgilie's parents have started all over again" Concerned about this soldier's disobedient son.Calvin glanced at the documents, which showed that the Ebetzes had made several unsuccessful attempts at IVF over the past few years—their desperation for a second child coincided with the time when they recommenced their care for Virgilie E. Bates time.

Calvin twitched his lips, and he heard a voice in his heart swearing.Of course, he would not lower his vigilance towards Virgil because of what happened to him, but it was undeniable that Virgil's past did make him feel a little uncomfortable.

"call……"

Calvin let out a deep breath.At the end of the document are some video materials, which are some live performances of Virgili that year - because all tours are basically internal charity performances, the performance records left by Virgili Ebetz, a musical prodigy Not much.

Frowning, Calvin moved the mouse over a video, not sure if he really needed to watch it, but finally he double-clicked.

Some noisy human voices came out along with the playback of the video.

"Let us welcome an unprecedented musical prodigy..."

Calvin frowned, and at this moment...

"Bang bang—"

There was a knock at his door.