Chapter 313 Invasion of Brain Cells (Twenty)

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After changing his perspective, Feng Bujue quickly found the place where the first clue was hidden - the protective film on the LCD TV.

He got close to the TV screen and observed it carefully, only to find that there were many strange marks on the film. He immediately tore the film off the surface of the TV and held it under the light to check, but he still couldn't understand what the information on it meant.

"The film itself is transparent, and the bumps on the marks are not obvious..." He thought with interest, and after a few seconds, he had an idea.

Feng Bujue quickly came to the kitchen and took out the vacuum cleaner from the cabinet. He turned on the machine and checked that the dust bag inside was half full. He felt that there was a play at the time, so he immediately took the film, spread it flat, and then sprinkled the dust evenly on the film.

Sure enough, under the cover of dust, some letters appeared.

"Ha... I remember playing sand painting when I was a kid." Feng Bujue said, patting the dust off his hands, and then looking at the letters, "m, v, e, m, j... u, n."

The tips on the sticker are these seven English letters. The letters are simply arranged horizontally, except for a distance between j and u, the distances between other letters are equal.

"Seven letters, what do they mean?" Feng Bujue muttered, "The first letters of the English name of Calabash Brothers?" He said half-jokingly, but this sentence gave him inspiration.

"Eh? Could it be..." Feng Bujue glanced at the letters again, and a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe... It's the eight planets."

In fact, Brother Jue's knowledge of astronomy is very general... But fortunately, he at least knows the order of the eight planets and the English spellings of six of them (he doesn't know the specific spellings of Uranus and Neptune, but he still remembers the first letters of these two words).

After he thought of this hypothesis, he quickly came to the living room He went to the bookshelf and pulled out a book about astronomy.

Feng Bujue's bookshelf is just like his brain. It is very regular. Books are classified in various places according to multiple priorities such as letters, categories, and years. He can immediately find relevant books for any information he wants to check.

Some people may ask, it's 2055, is there anything that can't be checked directly on the Internet?

Of course, Feng Bujue usually searches for a lot of things on the Internet, but he firmly believes that the Internet is not omnipotent. It is impossible for humans to input all the information in the world into computers, and it is even more impossible to guarantee that the input information can be found on the Internet. What's more, the contents of many textbooks, reference books or manuals are far more detailed and accurate than the "encyclopedia" on public websites.

In addition, the most critical issue is... Feng Bujue has just Confirmed, at this moment, the computers, game cabins, telephones, and fax machines in this room are all out of order... The TV can be turned on, but it can't receive any signals at all, and there is no video in the hard drive.

"According to the distance from the sun, the order is... Mercury, Venus, Earth. Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune." Feng Bujue flipped through the book and read: "The seven letters on the membrane. They can match the first five and the last two planets, and the empty one is undoubtedly Saturn." He put down the book and looked up and said: "Is the empty letter s..."

He picked up the film and temporarily put it on the kitchen counter. He took a bowl from the cupboard and pressed it down, "Or is it a hint to me... the word 'earth'? Or is it a hint to Saturday (saturn is the root of Saturday)?"

Although the riddle has been solved, it is hard to say what the hint refers to...

"Then... obviously, there is more than one clue." Feng Bujue held his chin with one hand and said, "This answer is just one piece of the puzzle."

The search started again, and another ten minutes passed.

This time, he found something unusual on the back of the wall clock.

It was a small blue wall clock, perfectly round and flat, with white pointers and numbers inside, made of plastic. It was a cheap item that could be bought for less than 20 yuan.

The back of the wall clock was black and the design was also very simple. On the back of "12 o'clock", there was a convex space for hanging. Further down, in the middle, there was a battery slot, the kind without even a cover, with a No. 5 battery built in. Right next to the battery slot, there was a round plastic gear, or dial. This was used to adjust the time, and was directly connected to the minute hand.

At this moment, the anomaly that Feng Bujue discovered was... when he turned the dial behind the wall clock, it was not the minute hand that moved, but the hour hand.

To be honest, how stupid must someone be to find such a clue... those who play Zelda without reading the walkthrough to complete the game are no more than this.

"Is the hint the 'hour hand'?" Feng Bujue read: "Hour hand... hour hand... Li Shizhen? Compendium of Materia Medica? Jay Chou? Spicy girl?" His thoughts had gone through the sky in a few seconds.

"Hmm... hour hand, does it represent time? Time?" His thoughts turned back from the spicy hot pot, "No, if it means time, the minute hand or second hand can also be used. There are many ways for me to detect anomalies, such as turning the dial in reverse." He looked at the clock again: "Does it mean 'hour'? Hour?"

Feng Bujue put the wall clock on the coffee table in front of the sofa. "Suppose this clue refers to the hour or the time? Then the clue on the film is Saturday?" He pondered and said, "Hiss... Interesting."

After the second clue appeared, the situation was still unclear, and it was becoming more and more complicated.

Feng Bujue continued to search in the living room. This time he turned over the sofa, moved the positions of many furniture, opened the cabinets, pulled out the drawers, emptied the refrigerator, and even dismantled many daily necessities, but still found nothing.

"Eh?" When Feng Bujue came to the cat litter, he suddenly said, "Why did I use dust instead of cat litter just now..."

It turned out that he didn't have an idea, but just thought of using cat litter to solve the puzzle of the film.

"Why not search this too." He lifted the plate of cat litter and poured the contents onto the floor, but there was only a thin layer of cat litter inside.

"Aha!" Feng Bujue was about to put down the plate and leave, but he saw a hint at the bottom of the plate.

There were two sets of numbers engraved there: [599] [602]

"Ok, what does this mean..." Feng Bujue squatted there and said, "602 seems to be related to time, but 599 is a bit far-fetched. Zip code? Phone number? Citizen ID? SCP code?" His thoughts turned rapidly, trying to find out what this refers to.

"Wait..." Feng Bujue's eyes suddenly flashed something, and he almost jumped up. He muttered hurriedly: "This is the page number... 599 to 602 pages."

He trotted to the bookshelf, his eyes quickly wandering on the bookshelf. In two minutes, just by observing the thickness, he had filtered out those books with less than 500 pages.

"Ha... I'm so stupid." Feng Bujue raised his right hand and tapped his head lightly: "The answer to the film is 's', and the hint of the clock is the same, the answer is just a letter..." He quickly cast his eyes to one side of the bookshelf, where there were books starting with s or h.

"90% of the books on the bookshelf are Chinese books, excluding those with insufficient pages. You can search according to the first pinyin letter of the first word of the title, but it is not ruled out that the hint refers to the first letter of the English translation of the title..." Just when he thought of this. Feng Bujue's mind buzzed with the name of a book.

"Huh... Hehe... Hahaha..." He laughed foolishly, and his constantly moving eyes stopped.

Ten seconds later, he reached out and pulled out a thick book from somewhere on the bookshelf. He took the book to the living room and put it on the coffee table.

Then, Feng Bujue returned to the kitchen, looked at the dusty film, picked it up casually, and threw it into the trash can. Then. He actually took out an aluminum alloy kettle from the cupboard, filled it with tap water and put it on the gas stove, and started to boil water...

"Well... It will take about five to ten minutes to boil." Feng Bujue scanned the messy living room again: "I have found the answer to these three clues, and the mystery in the living room should be solved." He turned his head and looked at the bedroom door. He said, "Let's take advantage of these few minutes to go in and take a look."

After making up his mind, Feng Bujue first went to get the mop at home, then walked to the bedroom door and tried to turn the doorknob. No problem, it can be opened.

He carefully pushed the door open a crack, and the light in the bedroom was on. He put the mop in. He probed up and down and left and right like a minesweeper to make sure it was all right... Then he pushed the door open.

But after pushing the door open, he saw the scene in the bedroom. He immediately thought of "I must have opened it the wrong way."

"Hi~" The beautiful woman on the bed greeted Brother Jue coquettishly in a delicate voice.

The woman lay sideways on Feng Bujue's bed, wearing only "very simple" clothes. Under a transparent gauze pajamas, the purple underwear was exposed; the round and tall breasts were also looming; the fragrant shoulders, slender waist and two snow-white and slender thighs outlined a beautiful arc.

Her long hair was slightly curled like waves, scattered behind her head, and fell on Feng Bujue's pillow. Needless to say, she was beautiful, and the most deadly pair of charming eyes, with endless charm in the flowing waves.

"This game is getting more and more powerful." Feng Bujue complained solemnly.

"Handsome man, do you have anything?" asked the beauty.

"Yes... it depends on what you need." Feng Bujue replied without any scruples.

"If you have anything, come and tell me." The beauty patted the edge of the bed: "Come, sit here."

"That..." Feng Bujue came up with an excuse in a quarter of a second: "I'm boiling water..."

"Oh~ You're quite shy." The beauty said.

"No, no, no... I'm a very casual person." Feng Bujue said: "I don't approach you just for my own safety."

"What? Are you afraid that I will eat you?" As the beauty spoke, she slightly raised her lips, frowned her upright nose, and stretched out her tongue to lick her lips. It can be said that she was teasing to the utmost.

"Yes." Feng Bujue nodded and said, "If I hadn't been concerned about this, I would have already abandoned my reason, reserve and self-esteem and closed the door."

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?" The beauty said again, twisting her body, trying her best to seduce her target.

"I was talking nonsense with you, and wondering why you didn't attack me directly." Feng Bujue replied. When he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, "Oh~ is that so."

I don't know what he understood. While talking. He walked into the bedroom. However, he still didn't get close to the bed, but just stood at a certain distance from the beauty.

"What on earth are you..." Feng Bujue narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party: "Anyway, I will guess it sooner or later, or... try it out, why don't you tell me yourself."

In a very short moment, the beauty's expression changed slightly, but she quickly changed to a smiling face: "What are you talking about... Why can't I hear..."

"Huh... Bah!" Feng Bujue brewed a mouthful of saliva in his mouth and spit it at the other party from a distance.

A second later, the saliva fell on the beauty's thigh...

The room fell into silence...

"Well... It seems that it's not a ghost." Feng Bujue said seriously.

"What are you doing..." The face of the beauty. It is already an expression of wanting to kill.

"Test it." Feng Bujue picked up the air conditioner remote control and the TV remote control again, crossed the two objects into a cross shape, and showed them to each other.

Another awkward silence...

"Isn't it a vampire..." After more than ten seconds, Feng Bujue put down the "cross" and said thoughtfully.

"If you are okay, come out..." The beauty seemed to want to drive him away.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Bujue interrupted, "This is my room." He paused, "But I am indeed going to go out for a while." He showed a malicious look, "There are several versions of the Bible on the bookshelf outside. When I come back, I will take one with me. I will also take a silver knife."

"Okay." The beauty sat up and sighed, "Succubus."

"Oh~" Feng Bujue said, "Why didn't you say it earlier." He said after the fact, "I guessed it was this."

"Then why did you spit on me?"

"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue said confidently, "If I take off all my clothes and put on my underwear, lie on your bed, and pose coquettishly. Will you spit on me?"

As a monster, the other party really didn't know how to answer his question.

The succubus showed its original form at this time. Her skin turned light purple, and curly horns appeared on both sides of her forehead. A bunch of bat wings grew behind her, and a small pointed tail grew on her buttocks. Even her clothes changed accordingly. It became a set of tight low-cut leather clothes.

"If you let me go, I promise not to hurt you." As her identity had been exposed, the succubus said straight to the point.

"After the trap failed and my identity was exposed, can you trust your words?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Then what do you want?" the succubus asked.

"Is there anything you can tell me?" Feng Bujue said, "Or is there anything you can give me?"

"What do you want?" The succubus smiled evilly again.

"I don't want your body anyway." Feng Bujue replied seriously.

"Huh... It's really boring." The succubus reached out to the front of the leather coat, took out a key from between her breasts as if nothing had happened, raised it and said, "You want this, right?"

"Throw it over here." Feng Bujue said directly.

"Come and get it." The succubus replied.

"Ha! Are you still thinking about this?" Feng Bujue sneered: "You want me to enter the range of 'the heptagram'? Daydreaming."

"I threw the key to you. If you just leave, won't I be trapped here forever?" the succubus asked back.

"Nonsense." Feng Bujue replied in a tough tone: "What if I come over and you [beep——] me? Then you kill me and use my brain to smear the array, and you can still escape."

"To be honest, I have no interest in men like you who use magic array sheets..." The succubus said while lifting the quilt under her.

It turns out... the pattern on Brother Jue's bed sheet is the array recorded in "The Lesser Keysolomon" (Solomon's Tablet, a book of mysticism compiled in the Middle Ages, containing all the rituals and magic to summon and control demons and angels).

This thing, I have to mention, has a dark history...

Young people in the middle of the 21st century are very happy to show their individuality. What about mobile phone ringtones, network avatars, patterns on T-shirts, etc., other people's designs can no longer satisfy them. Therefore, various industries related to DIY came into being.

Feng Bujue's bed sheet is such a product...

The process of its birth is also quite simple. That day, Feng Bujue ran to a DIY store and bought a plain bed sheet. Then the boss asked him, what kind of pattern do you want to print on it?

Just as the waiter in the store opened the material documents in the computer and prepared for customers to choose, Brother Jue picked up a piece of white paper and drew a heptagram (a combination of Solomon's seven stars and the five stars of the god of war, the main body is a heptagon, with a ring outside, and a six-pointed star inside instead of shoes, and each edge contains Latin spells).

The onlookers were shocked at the time. The waiter thought he was a cult member, and the boss felt that Brother Jue was invited by the tattoo shop across the street to challenge the shop.

Anyway...under the complicated gazes of a group of people, Jue Ge took the bed sheet back home.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't plan to attack me, why do you want me to get it?" Feng Bujue said, "Hurry up and throw it over here, or I'll go out and make a bathtub of holy water (holy water is very simple to make, just ordinary water, and it can be done through prayer), put it in the water gun, and come over to torture you."

The succubus looked at Feng Bujue in surprise for a few seconds, and then really threw the key to him, "Okay... I'm really not interested in men who have water guns at home." (To be continued...)