Chapter 471: Monster's Home?!!

Feng Mu's lenses, under the warm glow of the desk lamp, were like a gentle filter, quietly filtering out the coldness in his eyes, leaving only an amber-like warm luster.

His slender fingers lightly brushed the camera casing, the movement as gentle as stroking a docile cat.

Feng Yuhuai stood at the gate, meeting Feng Mu's eyes.

Behind the lenses, those eyes appeared ordinary and harmless.

For some reason, an inexplicable emotion quietly arose in Feng Yuhuai's heart, and she suddenly wondered if she was being too suspicious.

Although her management intelligence still reminded her to stay vigilant, her body unconsciously took a step forward.

"Come, sit over here quickly, let's see together what Father filmed with this camera."

Feng Mu spoke with a smiling expression, and that tone and those words made Feng Yuhuai feel that he seemed to truly know nothing about anything.

He even thought this camera was Father's?!!

Feng Yuhuai coldly laughed in her heart, but on the surface she obediently moved a chair over and sat beside Feng Mu in front of the camera.

The two chairs leaned lightly against each other, making a slight rubbing sound.

Two heads leaned close together in front of the small viewfinder screen, strands of hair unintentionally intertwining, like a pair of very close siblings.

Wang Xiuli was awakened by a sudden inexplicable palpitation; when she put on her coat and walked to the living room, she happened to see this heartwarming scene.

Her eye sockets felt slightly hot, and she turned and tiptoed toward the kitchen.

The cutting board was piled with ingredients bought during the day that had not yet been processed; she tied on an apron and began busying herself with this belated reunion dinner.

The rhythm of the knife hitting the cutting board gradually intertwined with the occasional whispers of the siblings talking in the living room, weaving a warm movement called "Home."

The blue light of the viewfinder screen illuminated two similar faces.

Feng Yuhuai slightly frowned: "Brother, why are they all snowflake dots?"

Her hanging strands of hair quietly extended like living things, and a few strands had already silently climbed onto Feng Mu's back.

Feng Mu seemed completely unaware; he clumsily fiddled with the camera, and the sister reflected on the lens seemed to be plated with a layer of pale red light.

Pale red represents ordinary danger.

Light represents the birth of killing intent.

He said in a gentle voice: "I don't know, maybe the camera fell and broke, right? Yuhuai, are you disappointed that you didn't see the footage?"

While speaking, he lightly pried out the storage card and held it at his fingertip, shaking it.

The storage card looked basically undamaged overall, but there was a noticeable concave crack at the interface.

He then lightly sighed, his tone full of helplessness:

"Look, there's even a crack here; I guess it needs to be repaired before it can be viewed."

Feng Yuhuai nodded slightly, thinking to herself:

"As expected, I have been favored by fate once again. However, this storage card still needs to be destroyed at some opportunity; otherwise, keeping it will always be a hidden danger."

But on her face bloomed a sweet smile, and she said:

"Then forget it, who knows why Dad picked up this broken thing back home."

Feng Mu put the storage card back into the camera, his gaze sweeping over Feng Yuhuai; at this moment, the bright light emanating from Feng Yuhuai gradually dimmed.

"Who knows, probably to investigate a case, but looking at this storage card's crack, it's not too big; it can be repaired through technical means."

Feng Mu said while carrying the camera and walking out slowly, casually placing it on the chazhuo in the living room.

In order to let Mother get her wish and smoothly finish this last dinner at home, he had really put in a lot of effort.

What should be done and what should not be done, he did them all.

Next, if something heartbreaking and unbearable happens again, then it really can't be blamed on him anymore, right.

Feng Yuhuai obediently followed behind Feng Mu, and the two walked to the living room sofa, sat down slowly, and Feng Yuhuai picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

As expected, at this moment, the news on almost all TV stations in the Nine Districts was almost "contracted" by the news of No. 8 Middle School.

Various reports and footage about No. 8 Middle School kept switching on the screen; on the day of No. 8 Middle School's centenary celebration, it could be said that it did not forget its original intention, its fame shook the world, overshadowing all other schools in the Nine Districts.

"I didn't expect there to be such a monster in the sewer back then; fortunately, I hid quickly and didn't crash into them."

Feng Yuhuai said softly, looking like she was still frightened after the disaster.

Feng Mu smiled after hearing this, comforting his sister like a good older brother.

The two siblings chatted idly, and the atmosphere was especially harmonious.

Suddenly, Feng Yuhuai asked:

"Brother, do you think that 【Masked Person】 and the scientist Zuo Bai, with their appearance, should be considered monsters, or can they still be considered human?"

Feng Mu pushed his glasses, the lens reflection covering his subtle expression changes:

"What do you think?"

Feng Yuhuai used to always look down on her useless brother, but today, for some reason, her desire to confide was especially strong; she especially wanted to tell Feng Mu about her inner journey.

She slightly frowned and said thoughtfully:

"I think, one transformed himself into that neither-human-nor-ghost appearance, and the other was originally no different from a monster, but no matter what, they at least still retained human appearances. So fundamentally, they should still be human."

Feng Yuhuai paused, observing Feng Mu's expression as she said:

"Hmm, they are... humans who possess monster power!"

Feng Mu smiled noncommittally, his expression still gentle; in his memory, whether his own or the original body's, there had never been a time when Imoto humbly asked him for advice.

"The power of glasses, the effect of dark affinity is more exaggerated than I imagined." Feng Mu thought in his heart, "But this also shows that the glasses also judge Imoto you as a villain."

Feng Mu raised the corner of his mouth with a meaningful arc; every word that followed was like a good older brother guiding and educating his sister to walk on the right path.

He said: "When looking at people and monsters, one cannot just look at the skin; in this world, there are many people with beautiful skins who hide monster souls, but perhaps there are also some ugly and deformed monsters who have a holy and beautiful soul."

"Similarly, whether one has mastered monster power is not the standard to distinguish monsters and humans; the division between monsters and humans should not be based on the strength of power, but rather on..."

Mu deliberately dragged out the final syllable, his tone revealing a hint of compassion:

"It depends on whether they regard humans as their own kind or as... food on the plate; in other words, whether someone is a monster depends on whether they eat people, Yuhuai, what do you think?"

Feng Yuhuai's expression stiffened slightly, not knowing whether her brother's words carried a hidden meaning, but the latter's expression looked sincere and harmless.

She nodded as if accepting the teaching, and then in her heart, unconsciously, her suspicions toward Feng Mu lessened somewhat.

After all, where is there a monster willing to judge itself by the standards of a man-eater?!!

Chapter End