The robber's nest was quiet under the night sky, and two figures looked down at Shang Xuanyue and came to the door of a small room without windows.

"All are here, please watch slowly." Brut opened the door and made a gesture of asking for incoming.

Although the house is not big, it is full of piles. Brut pointed to a box in the corner and said, "It's all there."

"Let's move the box back to my room and look at it. It's too dark and there are many flammable items that are not suitable for lighting candles," Brut suggested.

"It's okay, I can see it," said the professor.

Since Brut stood at the door, he did not see that the professor's eyes had become some kind of nocturne, the kind of eyes that would emit green light at night.

The things in the box still have a weird smell of honey and blood mixed together. This smell is usually found in the food pantry of the jungle trolls.

Three broken cloaks? Nothing special, they are all the numb cloaks you can buy anywhere.

Then came their coats, the coats of warriors and archers were basically broken into strips of cloth and were soaked in blood and could not be seen. The child's clothes were gorgeous silk products but there was no unnecessary embroidery.

As for armor and weapons, the armor was pretty good, and there was nothing special except for the enchantment with structural reinforcement. Until the professor picked up the warrior's sword, he made a slight surprise sound.

Brut: "Did you find it too? There is a negative enchantment on this sword, and the gravity is deepening."

Gravity deepening is indeed a negative enchantment for a weapon like a one-handed sword. For a one-handed sword with a spike as its main attack method, the heavy weight is of little help.

The professor ignored Brut and continued to flip through.

Since the broken crossbow was unable to be used, Brut could not infer the enchantment above, but this was nothing to the professor. "The terminal explosion and lightning bolts were fired. Yes, it's a pity that this crossbow was broken, but it should be repaired." The professor put the crossbow in his arms, and of course Brut did not express any comments.

Brut: "There are no insignias on these things, I've checked them many times. The same is true in that small bag, only food, some clothing and a lot of gold coins."

"Have you looked at their underwear?"

"Look, there is no..."

Professor: "It's not about what's here, I mean they're wearing it."

Brut: "Ah? No, this...the underwear is already buried in the cemetery with the body. What are you going to do?"

The professor was a little disappointed, "Another motto of the Bai Xiao School, gold can still be found in dirty feces. Don't give up the opportunity to discover the truth because of disgust or fear. "

The professor continued, "A person's close clothing can reflect many problems. His living standards and time he goes out, how long he takes a bath, and how long he has left the previous town, can all be inferred from the degree of dirtyness. Moreover, the residual human secretions on the underwear can also understand the owner's living habits and even personality. For example, this person has body odor, but there are no deodorizing items in his personal belongings, which means that the person may not be rich or care about the views of the people around him. The sperm spots on the underwear can reason whether he is ****, and then whether he is single and self-disciplined."

"Do you still want to hear it?" the professor asked back.

"No, thank you." Brut waved his hand quickly.

"So take me to the cemetery. Although there are many discoveries, I still have some things to confirm. From the perspective of time, although the corpse has rotten, you should still find some clues. Oh, by the way, after you take me to the cemetery, you can go back to your room. I think you shouldn't want to see the scene where I check the corpse."

Brut: "…"

After Brut brought the professor to the cemetery, he returned to his room, paced back and forth in the room, not knowing whether everything he did was right, but he had no room for resistance in front of the man.

He sat back on the chair in pain and knocked his head with his hands. He felt that his whole life was going with the flow. When he was young, he gave up opera creation due to his father's pressure and became a bachelor of the White Owl School. But a few years later, he became a prisoner of the robber class in an accident. He survived with his own wisdom and even became a robber leader. But just as he was about to go with the flow and wait for the guillotine in the second half of his life, he had his own children and wife because of an accident. Now, just as he stood up to resist his fate, a nightmare man came to him on this night.

Powerlessness and despair quietly came to Brut's side without realizing it.

"Relax my friend. I have a lot of discoveries and this is good news for you, because my mood determines how much assistance I can give you." The professor, who also had a hawk-eyed face, patted Brut on the shoulder.

friend?

Brut looked up at the professor, not knowing what expression to face him.

Professor: "You are not sleeping so late because you have to write a letter to your former friends."

"That's right." Brut answered quickly.

"Is it the first one?"

"It's the first one, and I've just written halfway."

"That's great, now tear it, and forget all your relatives and friends. Remember that human emotions are not worth mentioning in the face of time and distance."

The professor continued, "Based on this guy's memory, I inferred something." The professor pointed to his face that was still hawk-eyed, "You plan to get rid of the restless robbers, and then let the other robbers settle in a peaceful life. After everything is settled, you will take your wife and children back to a safe and familiar life in the past, right?"

Brut: "That's right."

"Okay, you can give up this plan. As I said just now, human relationships are fragile, and a sudden return of a person who has been missing for many years will break their social circle that has lasted for many years, like a stone falling into a pool of stagnant water. Where are your wealth? Where are your faces? These are all problems. Also, your children and your wife's mouths may not be as strict as you. If they miss a word, you can go to the guillotine together. The family is neatly arranged. A child and a woman are two delayed blasting magic circles in an unknown environment."

Brut obviously couldn't keep up with the professor's ideas, but he nodded.

Professor: "The most important point is that you think you can turn these bastards into a wrongdoer? Don't tease it! If you can do it, then the kings of every country in this continent should give you a title. Listen, friend. Remember not to think about the things of those fools from the perspective of a bachelor. They will not be content with peace. The farmland and the traps cannot destroy their desire for money killing. The wives at home are not as strong as the girls they have. They will pick up a knife again one day to cut the traveler's throat, and then be caught by the kingdom soldiers in the dungeon because of stupidity and greed, and then confess that you who abandoned them and ran away with wealth. Then you are easily caught because you live in the past environment, and the guillotine welcomes you again."

After the professor's analysis, Brut really felt that his plan was too stupid, "What should I do?" he asked after tearing the letter apart.

Professor: "Kill all these bastard robbers. Then go to a place where no one knows you, and don't contact outsiders before transforming your wife and children into a bachelor's family."

Brut: "You see, I don't have much strength to complete the plan you proposed." He showed his not-strong arms.

"I'll help you, my friend." The professor smiled and comforted Brut.

"This is what you deserve."

Looking at the professor with a smile on his face, Brut didn't feel any warmth. He felt like a caterpillar falling into a spider web, and could only close his eyes and leave it to fate.

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