When Bai Su went to the bathroom, he encountered a queue of people again.
He observed and saw that the line extended from the women's side.
Feeling impressed that the business of the hot pot restaurant was really good, Bai Su borrowed a path from the women's team and crossed over to the men's restroom.
He was just pretending, just finding a place to stay for a while.
The smell of public restrooms has always been bad. Even though this is a brand new store, there is still a faint smell suppressed by a stream of disinfectant.
Bai Su randomly picked a compartment and entered, sitting there and yawning.
He didn't bring his cell phone, so he could only close his eyes and count down the seconds before going out.
Time passed by minute by second, and as he counted, he suddenly felt that the smell of the bathroom became better.
It's sweet and soft, and Bai Su thinks it tastes a bit like candy eaten by humans.
"Gudu."
After swallowing, Bai Su opened his eyes suddenly.
It smells so good.
Even though he had eaten a huge amount of food at the hot pot buffet, he still felt hunger rushing through his brain.
So greedy.
Bai Su reached for the door handle with five fingers and twisted it but did not turn it away.
what's the situation? Narrowing his eyes and looking over, he found that the door lock was broken and the entire lock was stuck. He had to violently dismantle it if he wanted to open the door.
Bai Su moved his wrist.
As soon as his fingertips touched the lock and he was about to exert force, he suddenly found that the fragrance that attracted him disappeared.
The entire smell faded from the bathroom, leaving only a faint aftertaste.
At the same time, two "tuk-tuk" sounds came from the door panel on the left side of the compartment.
Bai Su frowned in displeasure and turned his head to the left.
He looked at the door panel. The knocking sound behind the door panel continued, and then a hoarse middle-aged male voice spoke from there: "I'm out of paper. Can you lend me some paper?"
It is a very common operation to borrow paper, provided that the surrounding area is not so quiet.
The bustling sounds of hot pot restaurants and even some shopping malls further away could no longer be heard.
Bai Su believed that the problem was not with his hearing, so the only thing that could change was the surrounding environment.
Perhaps the human voice disappeared from the scent.
The male voice borrowing paper next door saw no one answered, and the knocking became more intense: "Brother, are you here? I need to borrow a paper, I'm in a hurry, just put it in my hand."
Then, a hand stretched out from under the door panel of the next door.
Bai Su caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and looked down.
Those are a pair of women's hands.
The plain white and slender fingers are slightly open and curved upward. Even on the palm side, the bright red nail polish on the back of the nails can still be seen.
The woman's hands continue to be arched and stretched in a fixed posture.
Bai Su then bent down.
Why are there women's hands in the men's restroom?
While observing, Bai Su vaguely noticed that someone was looking at him, but at this moment, his attention was on the hands below and did not trace the source of his gaze.
As if he realized Bai Su's doubts, the middle-aged man next door chuckled twice.
The laughter was like the sound of sawing wood, and the male voice explained: "It's just a transvestite, brothers don't discriminate, right?"
This is not a matter of discrimination. Baisu respects all human hobbies.
It's just that... no matter how you look at it, this hand can only be that of a woman. The bones are also very thin, completely different from those of a man.
The five-fingered Dankou's palm shook, and Bai Su glanced sharply at the missing part of the rich nail polish on the tips of his nails.
It was as if this hand had been dug hard somewhere, and the color had been scratched off under the intense friction and collision. The bare spot, and if you look closely, you can see that the nails are also rough and pitted.
"Oh...then let me change my hand."
Without waiting for a response, the male voice next door retracted his hand obediently and reached out with another hand from underneath.
This time it's rough male palms, but the thing is...
Bai Su felt that he was right.
The previous female palm was from the right hand, and this male palm... was also from the right hand, with the fingers pointing in the same direction.
It is impossible for a person to have two right hands.
Some of the careful thoughts are extremely scary and make people shudder.
The rough male right hand was waving there, waiting for someone to hand him the paper, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
"Paper, give me paper -"
The begging voice became more and more urgent, and the tapping sound became increasingly violent.
After Bai Su noticed the obvious abnormality, he obviously would not hand the paper to the weirdo next door. He looked back at the door handle and prepared to break open the door and leave.
Perhaps because Bai Su didn't respond for a long time, the male voice next door became angry.
The arm protruding from under the partition suddenly stretched out, almost squeezing in his upper arm to shoulder, and his palm grabbed Bai Su's ankle.
This is an extremely twisted posture. There is no way for human bones to pass through such a narrow gap, so it can only give up some things.
The flesh and blood were pierced by the broken bones during the squeezing and scratching, and the sound of clicking was endless. The blood also continued to gush out in the process, forming a large pool of blood.
When he was about to reach Bai Su's legs, the male palm transformed little by little, and he waved down his corpse-like pale ghost hand.
"Why don't you lend me paper! Why why! Why don't you lend me paper! Why!!!"
Accompanied by a shrill roar, the door panel on the left was hit hard by something. The convex shape was the outline of a human being, and then a ghostly hand grabbed it fiercely.
Bai Su felt sharp claws scratch his trouser legs, cold and rough fingers grasped his ankle, and suddenly pulled him to the left.
Baisu shook for a moment, but only for a moment.
Nothing else happened.
The black-haired young man holding the door panel looked back speechlessly.
He had already suffered a bit on the subway last time because the human body is relatively fragile.
Although it was intentional on his part later, he was careless when his wrist was melted off guard.
So after that, he paid more attention to the human appearance, at least it would not be broken by a touch.
The toilet ghost was a little stunned. It never thought that it failed to drag, so it couldn't help but try again, and this time it didn't move at all.
It feels like this is not how the script should be.
Bai Su exhaled.
With a strong effort, his left foot was freed from the shackles of the ghost's claws, and a clear click was heard, which must have caused the ghost's wrist to be dislocated.
The already broken bones became even more dislocated. Bai Su glanced at it and stepped directly towards the ghost hand with his raised foot.
The toilet ghost realized now and quickly withdrew his hands.
"Tsk."
The black-haired young man stepped on the empty space and pushed the door panel in front of him hard. The screws and fixing slots collapsed, and the door was easily removed.
The moment he walked out of the cubicle, Bai Su raised his head and looked sideways at the top of the partition on the left.
The toilet ghost who was clinging to the partition with his neck stretched like a string was originally trying to observe the people he was intimidating.
Now, it seems to be the one being targeted.
The black-haired young man smiled at it.
"Crack."
The toilet ghost's hand was not steady, and the female severed hand used to scare people fell to the ground.
