Walking up the steps, Marceau looked at the arcane phonograph on the small platform, took out a piece of gluon from the film stand beside it and put it on, put the arcane reading needle on the disc, and watched the black film start to rotate and the piano solo sounded.

"I have heard this song from my grandfather's side!" Panny and Youjiu said in unison.

When Marceau listened to this piano piece, he couldn't help but sigh: "It sounds so good. I never thought my mother would like such music." This is a very beautiful solo. Marceau turned his head and looked at the girls: "Is it the medieval sound of the earth?"

"Well, because grandpa often listens to some music that belongs to him when he was young, he always says that he is the last witness of that era. If one day he dies, that era will no longer be a living era that people remember and are familiar with, but has become a lifeless story in history textbooks." When he said this, Yuuan pursed his lips, and Panny sighed: "Grandpa is very old. For a while, the thinking speed of his electronic brain has dropped below the danger line, and finally it has improved. Thank you very much for the hard work of grandmas."

Although I don’t know what happened to my elders, Marceau felt that if a person lived in the world and had been through several hundred years, the time he was familiar with was just a piece of history in the eyes of young people, and everything he was familiar with became memories in his mind. Such a life would definitely be very tired.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, we still have to find information." Youjiu smiled and held his cousin. Panny followed Youjiu and ran to the second floor: "Mr. Marceau, I'll leave the other side to you."

Since the girls chose the left side, Marceau took it for granted to enter the other corridor. Because there was something offline, Anne got off the line, so Marceau was the only one who acted.

When he opened the door of the first room, Marceau saw a storage room. When he opened the cabinets and drawers, the cat found that it was filled with various muskets, scimitars and lead bullets. Well, it seems that Marceau's mother really likes to be prepared for any trouble.

After packing everything, Marceau exited the room, posted the checked list on the door, walked to the second room and pushed open the door. Well, a room that looked a little warm, a big bed, a dressing table, a cabinet with clothes, a table and chair with tea sets. All of this was so beautiful. Marceau opened the wardrobe and looked at the underwear and nightgown that was obviously only one meter two people would use. The cat closed the wardrobe expressionlessly, then searched the head of the bed, saw a diary, he picked it up and turned the first page.

‘I have been in this game for the third year. Miss Sophie can always surprise people. The last big ship and this beautiful big house. Although the family has a more beautiful house than this, it was built by our team after all... I really liked it. My sister and I got this room. In order to remember our first room, we restored the room according to our memory. It looked really warm. When the task in the south is completed, we can retire and spend the last period of this opening safely.’

Apart from some boring daily life, there is only one piece of news that can attract people. The person who wrote this diary should be a player. Judging from the handwriting, he should be a woman. Considering that there are many people in his mother's team, this person's identity will not be confirmed for a while, but there are two pillows on the bed, so it should be a pair of sisters?

With such questions, he put the diary back to its original place, exited the room, posted a list of information on the door of the room, and Marceau moved towards the third room.

When Marceau opened the door, she saw a room with thick carpets. There was only one large quilt in the whole room. This should be a place for players to rest. Considering the floor plan on the first floor, the kitchen should be downstairs of this room. Well, it should be the use of the Arcane stove downstairs to heat upstairs. At least the system indicates that the temperature of the room was much higher.

After looking around, I found that there was nothing else. The cat who exited the room closed the door and posted a checked list.

Although the remaining two rooms are all bedrooms, there is no information worth confirming. They don’t look like someone lives in it, or the people who live there did not write a diary or had any items left behind, or the owner of the diary in the second room is the permanent residence here, and they leave the diary in the room, thinking that they can come back to get it or live in it... Unfortunately, the curse eventually disrupted their itinerary.

Sighing the memories of the old house, Marceau returned to the stairs on the second floor, explained to the girls, and continued to move forward.

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"Marceau, you checked quickly enough." He greeted Marceau and watched the cat go upstairs. Youjiu and Panny pushed open the fourth room on their side. As soon as they opened the door, the girls were attracted by the decoration inside. The beautiful floor-to-ceiling curtains and hand-woven cotton products. Although there were no mechanical and fine hollow patterns, they were already fine in craftsmanship. The big bed had a golden silk quilt, and there was an easel on one corner of the room and a painted portrait on it, which was covered with cloth.

"Look at what I found. Isn't this Marceau's mother's diary? That's great! There must be important information on it!" Youjiu searched in the cabinet at the bedside and found something good.

Panny walked to the portrait, lifted the canvas, and looked at the cat on the portrait. This was a kitten with black hair. He smiled a little badly, with a tuft of white hair behind him. His princess tilted his head a little strangely: "Strange, why do I always feel familiar with this cat?"

Then Panni turned his head and looked at Youjiu: "Why do I think the kitten in this painting looks so much like the fool from the Lovanta family?"

"...It's that fool from the Luowanta family." Youjiu calmly turned off the live broadcast before answering.

Panny was silent for a moment: "My cousin, you already know?"

"Yes, I understand, and I think this should be my trouble rather than yours, so I didn't tell you." Youjiu's words were half true and half false. It was really that this trouble had indeed brought her a big blow, and the fake one... This is actually not a trouble.

"Your trouble, do you know how disappointed I was when I knew that Marceau was a child of the Baijianwei family? It was obviously such a wonderful kitten, but why did it flow... Marceau's surname is Su."

Youjiu and Panny looked at each other and were silent, then at the same time, they opened the curve of the corners of their mouths.

"You have a unique view of things, cousin." Panni raised his eyebrows with a smile.

"This is wisdom. My cousin, Marceau is now a child of the Su family." Youjiao nodded with a faint smile on her face: "The question now is how do we deal with that guy with a white pointed tail."

"When it comes to this guy, I finally know why I suddenly wanted to beat someone when I saw this painting... But before doing the business, the guy in my hand couldn't fall on his head." Panny said this and bit his teeth: "I used to be very strange why this guy, as the eldest son, has never been favored by his father. It turned out to be such a guy with no moral integrity... I swear, I want this guy to understand what the iron fist of sanctions is." After saying that, the girl pursed: "Youjiu, I really want to beat someone, will you help me."

"No problem, will I have to take the lead then?" Youjiu asked calmly.

"That's great. I like your helpful cousin, but now there is a question... Does Marceau know all this?" asked Penny.

"I don't seem to know that the confidentiality work of both parties is done well. Only special existences like us can confirm Marceau's father's identity through such things, so... my cousin, why don't I put it away?" Youjiu walked to the painting, turned her head and looked at her cousin in front of her, and Panny nodded: "Why not, my cousin." Then, silently took off the canvas frame and put it into her space bag.

"Do you think Marceau will doubt an empty easel?" Panny asked again.

So the two girls took off the easels, put the brackets into the space bag, and then sorted out the indentation on the blanket where the easel was located. Finally, the two girls humming songs walked out of the room and posted small strips with information on the door.

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There was nothing in the second floor. When we walked up, Marceau saw Youjiu and Penny walking into the second floor holding hands: "Your progress is a bit problematic." Marceau said with a smile.

"Dear, you don't have to worry about this." Panny turned around, put his free right hand on his lips and blew his kiss.

Thinking of the girl's fierce performance and the crazy combat power of the leader of the Women's Protection Team, the cat rolled and crawled to the third floor.

Pushing open the door, Marceau looked at a small room, a large bed, a low cabinet, several pieces of clothing hanging on the hanger, nail hammers, daggers, and long swords all on the weapon rack, well... there is an easel beside the bed, with a similar person who looks like a cat that hates, a bad smile, a small tiger's teeth, and the white fluff in the ears and a tuft of white hair on the tail.

There is a line of small words below the canvas, ‘Dear, it’s obvious that my surrealism is better than your craft.’

This is...a self-portrait?

This is...my father?

With such doubts, Marceau walked up to the portrait, born on Earth and grew up on Earth, and had no idea how kitten people distinguished each other's physical characteristics, just felt that the fluff, white tail, and some similar appearance...it seemed to be his father.
Chapter completed!