What the human police say about going out less is roughly equivalent to not going out at all.
Although Baisu can order takeout for three meals a day, and human services are really convenient, there are still some necessary things that require going downstairs.
Like taking out the trash or something.
Unlike Xia Chengyin who sent him back and left the night before, the distribution of people in the community today was much more detailed.
After throwing the packed plastic bag into the trash can, Bai Su glanced in a certain direction behind him.
The plainclothes man holding the newspaper at that angle tensed up and turned the pages of the newspaper as if nothing had happened.
Found him? It shouldn’t be. Are you so sharp?
With the newspaper blocking the way, the following plainclothes man opened and closed his mouth and whispered to his colleague on the other end of the headset: "He is looking in my direction."
"...Didn't you really notice me? That look made me feel very nervous."
Within two sentences, the plainclothesman once again showed his eyes from above the newspaper. As a result, there was no one near the trash can.
how come! Wasn't it just a few seconds? Where did the person go?
He glanced around and saw that there was no one on the empty ground. As he was looking for it, his colleague on the other end spoke in a panic: "He's heading towards you... behind you!"
--What?
The word "brief" flashed through his mind. The plainclothes man sitting on the bench couldn't control his head and subconsciously leaned back.
Then, the plainclothes man met the black eyes hanging above him, looking down at him.
Both sides were silent, and Bai Su could see the human's hand tightening the newspaper in his hand, the ink getting deeply stuck between his fingers, and he almost scratched the paper.
"Are you—looking at me?" Bai Su asked knowingly.
Human beings' nervous emotions are almost overflowing, and their heartbeats are also starting to accelerate.
He was frightened.
Neither he nor his companions noticed how the black-haired young man disappeared from near the trash can and appeared quietly behind him...
Are a few seconds enough to run over? So this is the reason why the team lets them keep track of them——
"I always feel that you are thinking about something very offensive." Bai Su interrupted the human's random thoughts, "Don't move."
A hand with unshakable power pressed down on the plainclothes' shoulders, and also caught the opponent's neck. The plainclothes tried to struggle but to no avail.
The black-haired young man's strength was too great, and he felt that his neck was about to break if he moved even a little bit.
However, Bai Su didn't do anything. He just took two photos of the plain clothes' faces and sent the photos to someone on his mobile phone.
Baisu: [picture.jpg], [picture.jpg].
Bai Su: Are you one of them?
The contact person happened to be free at the moment, so he first replied with a series of ellipses, and then gave a positive reply.
Sure enough, he is a human policeman.
After receiving this definite answer, Bai Su loosened his hands, took off his shackles of plain clothes, immediately put away the newspaper, and stood up from the bench, his shoulders tightened, and his figure was somewhat guarded.
There is no way, anyone who is approached inexplicably like this will be defensive.
Bai Su didn't care about human gestures, but lowered his head and sent a few messages on his mobile phone.
"You..." The plainclothesman hesitated. The mission he received did not mention what to do if the spy was exposed!
They usually find a way to get away once they are exposed, but now he is standing face to face with the person being followed, with only a bench in between.
It felt like the black-haired young man had no intention of taking action, but humans were just nervous.
He cast his pleading eyes on his companion who had changed his position. The plainclothes man did not dare to look over there for fear of exposing something else.
But soon, the restrained gaze was meaningless.
Bai Su finished communicating with the human policeman in a few moments, then raised his phone in front of him: "Let's go."
Plainclothes: Let’s go, why go? Where to go?
The plainclothes man looked at the phone screen. The small words in the chat window showed that the person he was following was communicating with his boss, and the latest chat record was... At this time, his phone also vibrated.
The plainclothes man quickly took out his cell phone. In addition to sending a new task, his boss also added a ruthless additional training instruction at the end.
"Let's go." Bai Su repeated again, "Rather than letting you follow me in private, it's better to see you face to face and feel more at ease."
The black-haired young man smiled.
…
Do you feel more reassured when you look at each other face to face? No, on the contrary, I was a little scared.
The unlucky plainclothes man who was caught after being followed followed Bai Su with a grimace. The black-haired young man in front of him wore a peaked cap and a mask on his face, covering most of his face.
Bai Su was putting things into the cart in front of him one by one. What he took was all food, and the ones he picked were all big items.
The unlucky plainclothes man followed for a while and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Bai, how are you going to get it back after you buy so much?"
"Huh? Isn't it you?" Bai Su was in a good mood and hummed twice while taking the things, "You and your companion, there are two people in total."
The unlucky plainclothes man's thoughts stopped for a moment, and other people nearby were also briefly stuck as if the pause button had been pressed.
Soon, everything returned to normal, and no one noticed anything strange happening in the supermarket.
The unlucky plainclothes man naturally picked up his previous thoughts and prepared to call his companions to carry their bags later.
But why did Baisu come to the supermarket?
According to their past observations, the black-haired young man named Bai Su has a very small range of activities. Except for necessary takeout and occasional dine-in, he rarely comes to crowded places like supermarkets.
Previously, they deduced that Baisu didn't like being in crowds of people, but today it seemed that wasn't the case. It was more like he didn't like to be in contact with people.
Except for the moment when he held down his neck in the morning... the unlucky plainclothes man looked at the black-haired young man who didn't touch him at all.
There were four large bags of stuff on the ground in front of him. It would be okay for him to carry them, but his hands would definitely become crippled.
With the idea that only one person should be miserable, the unlucky plainclothes dragged his companion from the side, and each of them picked up two bags of things.
After dividing the things, the two looked up and found that the person was gone again.
Unlucky plainclothes guy: "...Where are the people?"
Unlucky companion: "How do I know..."
The two people who didn't want to be scolded had no choice but to look for it. The unlucky plainclothesman also sent a message report to his boss. The slightly speechless boss sent him a message back and asked someone to look for him along the road back to the community.
The two of them walked back carrying the big bags, looked around for a while, and soon found someone in an alley at a fork in the road.
The alley, sandwiched between tall buildings on both sides, is dark and dark, and no shops turn on the lights in front of their doors during the day.
The black-haired young man squatted in the alley, reaching for something on the ground, as if stroking something.
Because they were blocked by storage cartons and carts, the two plainclothes men standing at the entrance of the alley couldn't see what Bai Su was touching.
"Mr. Bai." The unlucky man shouted from the entrance of the alley.
The black-haired young man heard someone calling him and tilted his head in the direction of the sound.
Then he moved his hands forward to pick up something. Only when he came into the light did others see that it was a gray dog with curly hair.
Bai Su held the poodle in front of him: "I want to raise it."
(End of chapter)
