But since someone was about to open the door, Peter and Niso didn't plan to wait any longer. After all, they still had to negotiate.
Two people got out of the car and approached the building seemingly slowly but actually very quickly.
The building uses a double door with a small door embedded in the main door. The main door is wide enough for a carriage to pass through, and the small door is used for normal entry and exit.
Carl, who was upstairs, was watching his brother, but suddenly he noticed two strange men walking towards the door and behind Frank.
One of the people seemed to sense something and looked up at the window where he was, causing Carl to frown.
However, Carl stood at the window without dodging, and crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the person who came for two seconds. In this way, if the two people below had bad intentions, they would restrain themselves.
Then Karl turned around and went out and went straight downstairs.
"Hello, are you the owner of this place?"
Nisso asked politely. Frank, who was taking out his keys, turned around and saw two men he had never seen before.
"Yes, this is my home, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, that's good. It's like this. We are doing a survey and research on ancient wonder buildings. This is an important research topic. Someone told us that there is a special building here, so we came to visit."
Frank listened to their description and thought about the situation at home, which was indeed special.
"Of course, we came and rang the doorbell several times more than an hour ago, but no one was home..."
As he said this, Carl happened to open the door from the inside and met his brother's eyes when he turned around.
Karl also heard this and was a little embarrassed, but his expression was calm and a little serious.
"Really? I'm really sorry. I was so fast asleep that I didn't notice the doorbell."
"Haha, I think so, sir. Sorry to bother you, but regarding our academic research... can we have a look?"
As he spoke, Nisso took out his business card, which showed that he was both a history scholar and the editor of a well-known landscape magazine.
Carl didn't even take the business card and showed no interest in it.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have the habit of letting strangers visit my house. If you want to know more, just go find the person who told you about this building. He must know it well."
After that, Carl helped Frank move the beer and vegetables into the house and then prepared to close the door.
Peter was helpless when he saw the situation. He first showed a puzzled expression on his face, and then showed surprise.
"Ah! You're Frank!!"
"Um?"
Frank looked at Peter but had no idea who he was.
"I'm Peter. Don't you know me? We met in Professor Gordon's biology class last year. Then I went to the United States as an exchange student for a year and I just came back a few days ago... This afternoon, I heard that Professor Gordon fell and injured himself, so I agreed to accompany my friend to help him complete his research..."
Peter talked to Frank excitedly, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Hey, have you managed to woo Li Ruoya this year? You don't have the courage to ask for it, do you?"
God damn it! I saw him once a year ago and he revealed all my secrets. Frank was already panicking before he could even get over his doubts.
But Peter seemed to see the confusion on Frank's face, as if he understood something, and showed a sad expression.
"You haven't forgotten me, have you? Even though we only met once, we chatted for half a class. I'm so sad..."
"Ah?...Oh...I remember now!! It's you, Peter!!!"
Frank was so embarrassed when he realized it belatedly. Who would remember seeing him once a year ago? But to a classmate who considered him a friend...
He was not shameless enough, so he quickly agreed.
"Karl, Peter is my friend. What's wrong with asking them to come to my house? It's all your fault for interrupting me just now. I didn't think about it for a while."
"No, no, no, it's actually my fault. I had a beard before I went to the United States, but now I'm used to shaving every day, haha..."
Frank hit Peter in the chest and felt relieved.
"That's what I told you!!! Come on in!!!"
Carl snorted, but didn't stop them. He let the two guests enter the house, and then he and Frank moved the things to the kitchen.
When they were a little distance away, Niso spoke to Peter in an imperceptible voice.
"This Carl is not simple."
"Well, there is still a trace of Yin Miasma and a faint smell of sulfur on the body."
Yin Miasma is a concept vocabulary unique to Shuguang. If you have had close contact with or killed a monster, some aura may remain on your body for a short period of time, which will gradually dissipate. Before going to the Jiacheng construction site, I met Tao Xingzhi by chance in Doudou Supermarket and saw this.
In the kitchen, Frank put down his beer and was startled by the sinister Carl who was standing behind him and staring at him.
"Who is Liroya?"
Frank felt like he was a kid who was caught being naughty by his parents, and his face was a little annoyed.
Seeing his brother's expression, Carl understood.
"So you really forgot about me?"
Now Frank was embarrassed.
"It's been a year, who can remember it so clearly? Besides, I just 'remembered' it again."
He defended the fragile dignity of his friendship with a guilty conscience.
"But I remember it very clearly! Never mind, I don't care about this matter, but you better chase Li Ruoya for me, don't even dare to confess your love!"
After saying this, Carl took Frank out with him.
In the hall, Peter and Niso were not hiding their amazement, looking at this magical building with shock.
"Oh my god, this is amazing. This is the most unique building I have seen since I started this research. And it has not been reported before. Can I take a picture?"
Niso looked at Carl, who shrugged casually.
The hall is very spacious, with only a few dining tables and sofas in the corner, as well as a large pendulum clock.
The two of them took photos excitedly, and Nisso took voice notes from time to time, describing the features of the building in detail. Frank felt that some of the details had not been as incisive as his descriptions even though he had lived there for so long. He was worthy of being an academic researcher in this field.
"Can we go upstairs and check? Just walk along the hallway, not into the room."
"Sure, go ahead, I'll make you some coffee, or you can have a beer if you want."
"Coffee, thanks."
"Me too!"
The two excited guys toured upstairs and downstairs, and Frank even took them up to the huge attic.
The thickness of the paint on some walls and the unevenness of some details were all memorized by the two.
After that, several people sat at a table in the corner of the hall and chatted.
During the conversation, Carl asked Peter and Frank about their school life. The two talked about some interesting things at the University of Munich. Peter also talked about his year as an exchange student, including learning painting.
Niso and Peter also asked about the origin of the house, and extended the question to the history of the Neumann family, but this time Frank did not brag about "Dawn".
At around 5 o'clock, sister Manni Neumann finally came back. Nisso, Peter and Qin Chun, the beautiful high school girl, said hello and decided to say goodbye and leave.
By now, Carl and Frank had become somewhat familiar with Niso and Peter, and together with their sister, they wanted to keep them to finish their meal, but the two decided not to disturb them anymore.
"Evening time should belong to the family, it is inconvenient for us to disturb them."
Nisso said with a smile.
"Then we'll take our leave!"
As they spoke, Niso and Peter looked at each other but nodded their heads slightly at the same time. They clasped their index finger with their right thumb and stretched out the other three fingers, and placed their right hand slightly on their left chest at the heart position.
It was a very special salute, but although the three Neumann siblings might find it novel, their reactions and mental states remained at an ordinary level.
I walked back to the silver-gray Volkswagen along the streets that seemed even emptier at night, then drove away.
Peter spoke calmly from his seat.
“They don’t understand.”
"Yes, the power of time is truly terrifying..."
Two sighs faded away with the roar of the engine.
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