Chapter 202 Railings, Statues, Spikes

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"Well……"

Human women are stuck.

what's the situation? Were there no knife marks like this when they looked at the house before?

After thinking about who was using the kitchen this afternoon, there is only one answer.

The human woman looked back while the camera was filming other locations. The young man with black hair standing at the door of the kitchen a few steps behind her was distracted.

He ignored the bag he dropped without any guilt and walked to the wall.

"What is that?" The human woman quickly finished an introduction to other layouts, turned her head and asked in a low voice, "What is that knife mark?"

"Well...it's a gift from the owner of the house." Bai Su replied, stroking his chin.

What he said was correct. The people who died in this house were all the previous owners of the house. He just lacked an attributive to indicate the time, so it was not a big problem.

The human female was a little confused. The damage was obviously caused later. What does it have to do with the owner of the house?

Doubts remain doubts, so the introduction must continue.

The human woman did not use the excuse given by Bai Su, but justified it by saying that the previous landlord accidentally caused it.

The audience believed it, and their focus on the knife marks lasted for a few seconds, and then moved to the messy cooking table.

[It turns out that this is the behind-the-scenes thing that Xiaobai doesn’t let us see. ]

[How to make it so messy...? ]

[Looks like he doesn’t care about taking things out. ]

The camera shook a bit and showed the trash can in the corner.

[No sign of potatoes at all. ]

[No prizes for guessing where sprouted potatoes go. ]

[Anyway, it can’t be in a person’s stomach, just blindly throw it somewhere else and destroy the body. ]

The first one to be denied is the correct answer.

"Let's take a look at the sink. This design is -" As she said that, the human woman walked over and reached out to turn on the faucet, "..."

The light red water gushes out again, shocking people and quickly closing the door.

But the human woman saw it, and the camera faithfully recorded it.

The human woman forgot her words again. She opened her mouth and retracted her hand, feeling a little confused.

Have they designed this link?

The tap water comes from the water pipes, and they don't seem to have painted the pipes with any misleading paint.

So this is...?

"It's rust." Bai Su, who had stood behind the human woman at some point, returned to the camera and replied.

The black-haired young man stepped over the human and pressed his hand on the knob to turn it back on. The water flow was clear.

With his black eyes focused on the camera, Bai Su said word by word: "The water tank is not clean. I checked earlier."

The human woman wanted to ask Bai Su when he went up, but he didn't seem to have any time available?

As her eyes drifted, she saw the barrage on the screen accepting this statement faster than she could.

[Scored twice. ]

[The water tank in this house looks like it hasn’t been cleaned for a long time, right? ]

[I still want to say that the reddish water is very unscientific, it should be more yellow...]

"Yeah, it's been a long time since I cleaned it." Bai Su rolled his eyes, "right?"

Being thrown away, the human woman quickly answered: "Yes, yes, it's because it's been a long time since there was no one to live here..."

Humans lie.

There were signs of life in this house half a month ago.

The human woman quickly passed through the kitchen, and the subsequent introduction became much smoother. She took pictures of the rooms on the second floor, adding a little scare at the right time.

Bai Su stood at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, pressing his hand on the handrail of the stairs.

If he was not wrong...people have died here.

The scene of death in this room must have been quite tragic. Not only the handrails of the stairs, the ceiling above the head, the floor in the room, the wall behind the decorative paintings... there are pickled smells in many places... anyway, it is soaked into the wall skin. The smell of blood.

The renovation and reconstruction used the smell of building materials and paint to cover up the smell of blood to a certain extent.

But it's of little use to monsters. After all, too many humans have died here.

The black-haired young man stayed at the entrance of the stairs for a long time. The photographer who lost his figure in the shot found him from the front through a barrage reminder.

As soon as he walked over, the camera captured the black-haired young man leaning on the railing on the second floor and looking down.

Half of his body was already bent, and as long as someone pushed him from behind, the black-haired young man would fall completely.

[? What are you doing, Xiaobai? ]

[noob--]

[Hurry up and call him back. This action is too dangerous. ]

The photographer was about to go up and call someone, but as soon as he took a step, he saw the black-haired young man leaning down for a moment.

[Um? ? ]

[what's the situation? ]

The camera captured this scene faithfully, and also captured the black-haired young man suddenly clenching the railing to stop his tendency to bend down.

Because it was blocked by the body, no one could see the dented railing.

Bai Su felt like he was pushed, just once.

After he stood up straight again, he touched his back and then his face.

Is his human disguise good or bad? Why is he always the first choice among these ghosts and scary people?

Whether it's the blood flowing out or the flying knives, it's even more direct now.

The person was completely exposed to the camera, so Bai Su didn't do much. He just patted the corner of his clothes and turned his back to block the damaged railing.

"I just didn't stand firm." He explained the barrage he saw on his mobile phone, "From this angle, you can see the statue on the first floor."

Bai Su called the camera over and took pictures from where he was standing.

The live broadcast screen changed from horizontal to vertical, and all the viewers in the live broadcast room saw the top of the spikes flashing coldly downstairs.

[...The acute phobia is about to occur! ]

[What a wonderful design, wouldn’t it be if it fell from above...]

[People, spikes, statues, blood. ]

[Thinking of some strange "sacrifice for love" scenes. ]

The barrage complained about the placement design of the sculpture. It would be fine if it was placed on the ground, but it had to be fixed to the edge of the handrail on the first floor for decoration.

The cameraman probably also felt that the view from a high place was not good, so he immediately moved the camera away and turned to the corridor on the second floor.

The human walked forward, and Bai Su followed suit and walked into the camera.

After the two left, the sunken railing could no longer hold its strength and broke from its fragile links, and a small piece of wooden handrail fell down.

The wooden block fell cleverly, accurately aiming at the raised tip of the statue. With a click, the wooden block slid into it.

The sound attracted the attention of the man who was working behind the scenes in the living room. He looked around and found the source of the sound.

The man looked at the equipment that was operating normally, then simply stood up and walked to the stairs.

He looked at the gap in the railing on the second floor and then at the stabbed part on the statue.

Humanity is in a state of confusion.

what happened? Didn’t he remember that the railing was damaged?

And... was it made by human hands?

Human beings were still thinking about what happened, and the computer equipment in the living room made a slight tingling electric sound.

The sound was so soft that it did not attract human attention.

(End of chapter)