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Chu Shici used the recording software that came with the system to record the news.After Brother Zhe finished his shower, he came over to listen to the recording.

After hearing this, Shen Xiuzhe was silent for a moment, then said in a cold tone, "I've seen a parade, it might be this one, but I don't know what they are doing."

Chu Shici was stunned, "You were..."

"I was in my adoptive father's car, and the parade was pulling up the banner, and I wanted to see what was written on it, and he didn't allow it."

Chu Shici rolled up his sleeves, "It's okay to derail you from the Internet, but you can't eat melons and watch the fun. He seems to have that serious illness."

While wiping his hair, Shen Xiuzhe muttered, "He said these people are ridiculous."

"? He is a supporter of the new entertainment law?"

"I don't know, he doesn't chat with me."

In the original text, the hero's adoptive father is the role of soy sauce.He seldom appeared on stage, and he was a tool to help the male protagonist pretend to be aggressive.Shen Xiuzhe did say that his adoptive father was rich, and he had never been short of money since he was a child.

But the more Chu Shici got to know him better, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the hero's adoptive father.

He hesitated and asked: "In the past, your adoptive father took care of you, and it could be said that you wanted your child to become a success. But when you were in college, you were already a world-famous painter. Why is he still not satisfied?"

"I asked, and he said that I had stagnated from the beginning. I should have achieved more and he regretted letting me leave the villa."

"Fuck, you haven't improved yet. You can draw with your eyes closed, what else does he want from you! By the way, have you shown him your blind drawing?"

Shen Xiuzhe pursed his lips subconsciously, "He asked me to demonstrate it face to face. After the finished product came out, he was very satisfied, but he still thought I could be better."

"He felt that everything outside, good or bad, was a distraction to me. He wanted me to stay in the 'sterile environment' he created forever and paint him for the rest of his life."

Chu Shici: ...

"What about your father... he doesn't like you, does he?"

Shen Xiuzhe:?

Chu Shici propped his chin, "Do you have a foster mother?"

"No."

"Does he have a lover?"

"No."

Chu Shici clapped his hands, "He doesn't get close to women, and he hangs around his adopted son every day. Locking his adopted son at home, he has a strong desire to control his adopted son, and he wants his adopted son to paint for him for the rest of his life. Is this normal?"

Shen Xiuzhe: ...

There was no reaction on his face, but the towel in his hand accidentally fell off.

Chu Shici reached out the plug in time to catch it, and he raised his head and continued to ask, "Brother Zhe, when you were young, your adoptive father was dishonest, did he do anything to you?"

The words from the small speaker were so powerful that Shen Xiuzhe looked a little dazed.

The face that had always been lacking in expression was now full of astonishment.

He shook his head, "His relationship with me is more like a subordinate than a father and son. He provides me with board, lodging and living expenses, and I paint according to his requirements. He only hugged me once or twice, other than that, We have no close physical contact."

"He's not targeting me. He also has a strong desire to control the servants at home. He once had a fiancée who regretted her marriage and went abroad because she couldn't bear his character."

After hearing Brother Zhe finish speaking, Chu Shici heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems that the plot did not develop in the direction of the ghost father, the hero's adoptive father is just a pervert.

He put the towel aside and said casually, "Think about being happy. Since you have seen the parade, it means that you were not imprisoned five years ago."

After Chu Shici finished speaking, he laughed out loud.

How could Brother Zhe have been imprisoned for five years?

He wanted to talk to Brother Zhe about the information he had sorted out last night, but when he looked up, he found Shen Xiuzhe standing there in a daze.

There was still no expression on that handsome and pale face, but Chu Shici felt a little dazed from it.

He hesitated and called Brother Zhe.

Shen Xiuzhe seemed to wake up suddenly, he was stunned for two seconds, and then calmly said: "What's the matter?"

"What were you thinking just now?"

"I wonder how long I've been here."

Chu Shici glanced at the unfinished oil paintings not far away, and suddenly thought of a way, "It takes about the same amount of time to paint a painting, if you count how many you have painted, the total time you have been imprisoned .”

Shen Xiuzhe stroked the edge of the drawing board with his fingers, and muttered thoughtfully: "I don't remember how many pictures I drew."

Chu Shici:?

"Have you lost your memory?"

"I don't have amnesia, everything I've done..."

Shen Xiuzhe stopped in the middle of speaking, and he sat back on the chair and fell into deep thought.

Why did Chu Shici feel that brother Zhe's current situation is so similar to the first world.

Could it be that there are multiple timelines overlapping here, which caused Brother Zhe's memory to be confused?

----

In the dream, I turned the little speaker brain into a blonde beauty, and found that I might have lost my memory while chatting.

Under the multiple blows, Shen Xiuzhe was distracted from time to time while drawing.

He trembled accidentally, and heard a hiss from the small speaker.

Shen Xiuzhe couldn't see it, but he knew that the stroke must be very distorted.

Chu Shici accompanied him to paint for a while, but he didn't know much about painting. No matter how good Brother Zhe was at painting, he could only say, 'Damn it, awesome. '

Anyway, he was fooling the handover, and it was not a big problem to make one or two mistakes in the drawing, so he didn't take it to heart.

Chu Shici peeked at the male lead's expression, and after confirming that he was in a good mood, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhe, do you not like the police?"

Shen Xiuzhe turned his head to the small speaker, "Why do you ask that?"

Chu Shici looked at the white cloth on his face, "When Officer Li was imprisoned, you seemed to be against him. Brother Zhe, what did the police do to you? Did you fail to escape the first time because of the police? ?”

The movements of Shen Xiuzhe's hands were indiscernible and paused for a moment.

He raised his hand, as if wanting to touch his eyes.After reacting, he quickly retracted it.

Chu Shici read the answer from his silence.

At that time, brother Zhe probably had already relied on his fists to go out all the way.He encountered the police while being chased by these people, and subconsciously asked the police for help.As a result, not only did he not get help, but he was caught and sent back.

Being sent back to the Devil's Nest by the police himself, I don't hate that they are considered Brother Zhe.

Chu Shici also understood why the police arrested Shen Xiuzhe.

This is Xinyu Prison. In the eyes of the police, the scene at that time was a group of prison guards chasing a fugitive. They must help the prison guards.

But Chu Shici couldn't figure it out.

He looked up and asked Brother Zhe, "When the police arrested you, didn't you explain to them?"

Shen Xiuzhe's face sank visibly, he snorted coldly, and the brush in his hand broke in two.

Chu Shici smacked his lips.

This question touched Shen Xiuzhe's minefield, and Brother Zhe was blown away by his question.If it wasn't for the small speaker already gaining Shen Xiuzhe's trust, it wouldn't be just the paintbrush that was broken.

Chu Shici completely understood Brother Zhe's temperament.

After waiting for half an hour, guessing that Shen Xiuzhe's anger would subside, he entangled the slender fingers in front of him, rubbed them gently with the charging cable, and called softly, "Brother Zhe."

He didn't need to keep asking, as long as Brother Zhe felt wronged, he would take the initiative to complain to him.

This brother Zhe was also manipulated by him.

Shen Xiuzhe grabbed the charging cable of the small speaker, took a deep breath and said in a cold tone: "I explained, but it didn't work. Those policemen said I was a murderer. When I asked the police for help, I was stunned by them."

Chu Shici: ...?

Thinking of Brother Zhe's clean method of killing and dismembering corpses, he tentatively said, "You really didn't kill anyone before yesterday?"

Shen Xiuzhe turned cold, "Of course not."

"You are very skilled in killing people, not like a novice. The few policemen you met called you a murderer. And you are very likely to be locked up in a cell in Xinyu Prison."

Seeing that Brother Zhe's expression became more and more ugly, Chu Shici tickled his fingertips, "I don't suspect that you are lying, but don't you remember how many pictures you drew? I was thinking, could it be You did kill someone, but you don't remember?"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

After a while, Shen Xiuzhe made a nasal sound with unknown meaning.Then he turned his head blankly and ignored him.

The spectator system watched the whole process, poked his head out and asked curiously: 【What does he mean by this? 】

Brother Zhe couldn't remember clearly, but he felt that he was right.I didn't speak for him, he was not happy. '

[I'm so surprised, why every cold and fierce 1 in your hands turns into a tsundere little crying bag.Now that you, Old Gong, have even learned how to complain, you seem to be getting weaker and softer.If this goes on like this, you may not be able to counterattack. 】

'Fuck, you are so vicious, you actually cursed me as 1!I am iron 0, and death will not be on it, except for the riding position. '

The belief in the system is not as firm as Chu Shici.

Thinking of the days when he was 1, the system ran out of the room crying.

----

In the next few days, there was no special content in the news, and they were all short daily trifles from parents.

Early on Wednesday morning, Chu Shici used a small program to eavesdrop on the news as usual.

Shen Xiuzhe was actually mentioned in the news.

It is said that he has won an international award and opened a touring art exhibition, and praised him as the youngest contemporary artist.A painting was sold at auction for a high price of 15 billion yuan.

Chu Shici subconsciously looked at the bathroom, only to find that the bathroom door was ajar, and Shen Xiuzhe was standing at the door to eavesdrop.

This is a fully transparent bathroom, every little move that Brother Zhe thinks is hidden is invisible.

Chu Shici pretended not to see anything, knocked on the table with a plug, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Wow, one hundred million! Brother Zhe is so amazing!"

Shen Xiuzhe quietly closed the bathroom door and went back to take a shower.

In the next second, Chu Shici heard a system notification sound from the background.

[Add 2 points to the vitality value, and the current vitality value is 11/100. 】

Chu Shici can see through brother Zhe's careful thinking.

Looking at the unusually conspicuous 20cm in the bathroom, he really wanted to become a human right away, and play some games that adults love to play with Lao Gong.

The system wandered by, ran over and kicked him, 【What are you thinking about, don't be dazed, listen to the phone! 】

Chu Shici came back to his senses, and clicked into the applet to have a look.

The [Phone] button lit up at some point, and it showed that there were three people on the phone nearby at the same time.

The content of these calls is likely to reveal important clues, but the applet can only listen to one at a time.Just looking at the digital display, I can't see which is more important.

Chu Shici is particularly troubled now.

The system sprinkles a handful of soybeans, and the number of beans stopped on line 3 is the most.With a wave of its small hand, it clicked on line 3.

An old voice sounded in the room, and it sounded like it should be five or sixty years old.

【What happened to him? He still refuses to plead guilty? 】

The person talking to him is the fat steward.

【Well, we have tried several times, and he is very stubborn.It's been four times, and he still firmly believes that he didn't kill anyone. 】

The other side was quiet for a long time, as if in deep thought.

Chu Shici vaguely heard a strange voice in the background of the phone.

'Drip-drip--'

Very regular.

It was like the electrocardiogram sound that Chu Shici heard when he was watching a TV series.

He was about to listen carefully to what was ringing, when the strange man spoke again: [Let's put this matter aside first, give me his painting first. 】

[OK, the picture is being sent.I still have things to deal with here. If Mr. Shen has nothing else to do, I'll go back first. 】

[Go... By the way, someone has discovered anomalies recently, and the police will come to the door at any time.Remember to restrain yourself from your unclean things. 】

After the fat butler answered, the call stopped abruptly.

Chu Shici turned off the applet with a dazed expression, and when he turned around, he found that brother Zhe had come out of the bathroom and was standing quietly beside the chair.

Thinking of the fat housekeeper calling that person Mr. Shen on the phone, and the two of them mentioned painting when they were talking.

Chu Shici raised his head: "Brother Zhe, is that Mr. Shen your father?"

Shen Xiuzhe obviously heard the content of the phone call, he shook his head calmly.

"Although the voice on the phone will be distorted, it can still be heard that the person is over 40 years old. My adoptive father is less than [-] years old."

"Then his surname is also Shen?"

"Shen is not a rare surname."

After Shen Xiuzhe finished speaking, he pondered for a while and said, "The voice in the background sounds familiar."

Chu Shici was confused, he didn't know what to say.

Only three small question marks can be answered.

----

After lunch, Fat Steward Liu opened the door and brought two men into the house.

He walked up to Shen Xiuzhe and pressed the back of his chair: "Painter Shen, the psychiatrist is here, let me walk."

Chu Shici, who was lying on the table pretending to be a scrap, widened his eyes in surprise.

Because I don't know the exact date when I came here, the calendar that comes with the system space can only display the day of the week.

Chu Shici opened the calendar and looked at it. Today is Wednesday.

Didn't you say that the psychiatrist would not come until Sunday?

A few days ago, Chu Shici discussed with Shen Xiuzhe, and when he decided to see a psychiatrist, he brought the small speaker with him.

This gives you a chance to see what's out there.

Now that the opportunity came, Shen Xiuzhe insisted on going with the small speaker.After confirming that it was just a broken stereo, the fat steward didn't insist.

Shen Xiuzhe was put on handcuffs and anklets, and was dragged forward by two men.

Chu Shici lay in his arms, looked around secretly, and found that the door of Room 3 on the opposite side was also opened.

He vaguely heard those people say that they should take people to the monster room.

Chu Shici felt a chill in his heart.

Fuck, Officer Li is going to be finished!