The topic of parents was put aside for the time being, and attention returned to the ruins of the haunted house.
The human policeman finished asking questions and began on-the-spot investigation.
This process had nothing to do with Bai Su at the beginning. He only had to stand on the periphery and say a few words.
"There should be a corpse to the right...in front of you on the left...the corpse below where you are standing doesn't look very good, ah..."
The black-haired young man spoke in a calm tone, as if he was talking about what to have for breakfast when the sun comes up later, rather than describing the bloody and tragic situation.
The short-haired police officer who was directing people to move the broken pieces away paused and asked with some concern: "Aren't you afraid?"
Oh, yes, I should be afraid.
In the live broadcast room, I can still say that I am acting for the sake of others, but it is a little unreasonable to look so calm now.
After being asked this question by a human, Bai Su realized something and rolled his eyes.
If you patch yourself too much, it doesn’t matter if you patch yourself a few more times.
And he now has a good target to blame.
The black-haired young man seemed to have been awakened. He stood on the edge of the ruins and lowered his head. A confused color flashed through his eyes.
After a while, he raised his head, but his vision was still not so clear.
"Maybe..." Bai Su's fingers went up, sliding from the chin to the forehead, and finally stopped at the temple, "Some of them were affected."
What he said was incomplete, and the appropriate amount of confusion about himself was enough for humans to fill in the details that he had not thought of.
There's no way around it, humans really love to think things through.
The reality was indeed what Bai Su thought. After hearing what he said, the short-haired police officer stopped working and fell into deep thought.
He didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at Bai Su with pitiful and suspicious eyes, then turned around and continued to clean up the ruins.
Bai Su sneezed for no reason.
He touched his arm, always feeling that something unnecessary was bothering him because of his actions just now.
The main target of the human police in clearing the ruins does not seem to be the bodies of the dead.
The miserable corpses were carried out one by one, put aside and covered with white cloth. After the corpses that met the number of people were moved, members of the special department were still cleaning up there.
Bai Su stared at it for a while and understood what they were looking for.
Look for the basement and look for the patterns and "people" carved there.
But humans will most likely be disappointed, because the basement has been demolished by him.
It was completely dismantled, but there was still some powder left.
Members of the special department rummaged for a long time and finally found some powder in the sunken underground space after removing all the fragments on the upper floor.
Yes, powder.
The brightly colored powder glowed in the moonlight, and members of the special department wore special gloves to sift out a few particles from the dust in their hands.
"This... this is too completely destroyed." A member of the special department muttered to himself.
Judging from what they learned from Bai Su, the magic circle should still be intact when he went to the basement.
No matter how damaged it is, it won't look like powder, right? Could it be that the collapse of the haunted house was because of this...
The human police thought of many reasons in a short period of time, and finally stopped at the possibility of a cult causing trouble.
"Senior Xia... what should we do now?" a member of the special department asked in a low voice, "It was not easy to find the clues."
Xia Chengyin sifted out a small package of red powder in his hand, held the mouth of the bag and shook it.
The dark powder swayed with the movement, and the human policeman knew that if he opened the seal on the bag, he could smell blood.
"Some of you will stay here, and the others will go back to the bureau."
"The clues that should exist cannot be escaped, and the ones that have disappeared cannot be found."
"What's more... we also have fishing bait here."
The short-haired police officer looked up from the three-meter-deep pit, and happened to catch the sight of the black-haired young man who lowered his head.
Xia Chengyin showed a sly smile.
Bai Su:......
Bai Su: I always feel that human beings are thinking about something weird.
…
Human beings need rest.
007 is just a joke. After all, no one can really "not go to work without getting off work."
At dawn, the people from the special department finally closed the team, and Bai Su was sent back by them.
The people in the special department were going to change a group to work overtime, and they asked Bai Su to rest before going to the bureau.
It was unclear what they were going to do, but looking at the raised eyebrows of a certain leader, it seemed like it was not a good thing.
Originally, Bai Su needed to go to the hospital for a tour, but now that his identity has changed, this step is not urgent. He can go there on his own when he has time in the future.
The human policeman even joked and asked Bai Su if he needed to apply for a card, as he could get a discount for staying in a cooperative hospital.
Bai Su declined. He would not do anything if he had to pay for it himself.
Xia Chengyin: "By the way, the bureau provides work mobile phones. You can get them when you come here today."
The car from the special department took him to the intersection. When he returned to the community, he met many elderly people who had gotten up early to exercise. He entered the community using their access cards.
By the way, his keys have to be replaced again.
When I got home and opened the door, I saw that the floor in the house was in a mess, as if it had been looted. Some of the table furnishings had also been swept to the floor, and there were signs of tearing.
Just——what it looked like when a husky demolished a house, what Bai Su saw in front of him was not much different.
He grasped the door handle instantly: Is this the daily life of raising a dog? Love it, love it.
The white dog was nowhere to be found, judging from the open window of the kitchen, where it appeared it had jumped downstairs.
Turning his back and closing the door, Bai Su briefly connected to Bai Quan's perspective, and then fell into deep thought at the ball in front of him and the old man clapping his hands and calling "it" in the distance.
After a few seconds, Bai Su disconnected the link and only gave Bai Quan an order to remember to go home and clean up the house.
Ordinary pet dogs can only tear down the house, but white dogs can also learn to clean the house in addition to tearing it down.
Bai Su walked through the mess, went to the place where human things were stored, dug out the original human things, and finally took out a notebook and held it in his hand.
When the sun climbed above his head, he walked into the human police station with the proto-human notebook.
This time he brought his ID and pass with him, and the person at the door quickly let him go and guided him to the target floor.
As soon as the elevator door opened, humans hurried in holding piles of documents higher than their heads.
"I'm sorry, please give way -"
The human was running in a hurry. Bai Su stepped aside and almost crashed into the elevator car.
The collision was so fast that the paper documents were staggered and scattered all over the floor in the elevator.
"Sorry, sorry." The human immediately knelt down and began to pack the documents.
Bai Su stood there without helping, and just watched the human beings picking up things curiously.
This human being is a character who likes to talk to himself. Even when there are other people around him, he still complains about the heavy workload.
Bai Su was just watching at this time. When he walked into the special department and was placed at a table because most people were busy, with a pile of paper placed in front of him, his doubts rose to the highest level.
Bai Su: "Is this...?"
Special department member: "Senior Xia said that the title of the report to be written has been written for me. You just follow it."
Bai Su slowly let out a question: "Huh?"
Humans are so terrifying!
Bai Su maintained his trembling pupils.
The member of the special department who sent him the paper still had some conscience. Seeing Bai Su's delay in responding, he thought of his identity as a newcomer.
The members of the special department diligently took a bound paper with several pages from their seats and quietly handed it to Bai Su.
The human said in a low voice: "This is a report I wrote before. The format should be similar to this."
Bai Su took it and looked down.
He pinched it with three fingers, and the paper he got was at least five pages thick. Looking at the densely written words on it... The monster's sharp eyesight easily calculated how many words were on a page, and then multiplied by the number of pages... Bai Su was even more... Silence fell.
Member of the special department: "Just show the level of my previous graduation thesis!"
But the problem is, he has never written a paper.
Human memory is human memory. In fact, it is very reluctant to use its brain. Monsters who have not given themselves a brain most of the time do not have the ability to write.
It's okay if you ask him to say a few words casually and use colloquial expressions to describe what happened. If you ask him to organize a long and detailed speech to describe the whole incident... it will be faster to kill him.
The black-haired young man crumpled the paper slightly and sat there as if facing an enemy.
Bai Su then flipped through the pile of paper in front of him. There were many titles on it, such as "Haunted House Incident Report", "Basement Scene Description Report", "How to Break the Door (with Space Fixed Version) Detailed Explanation", "Send Away" A detailed explanation of the mental journey of ordinary people”…
Some titles are so confusing that question marks pop up on Baisu's head.
Generally speaking, these are the areas where the special departments are confused, and there are bad people in charge who are inhumane, so there are more reports to be submitted.
Bai Su didn't know the reasons.
He was thinking in front of the white paper, his head still one step away from hitting the table.
He struggled for a moment: "Can I not write it?"
Special department member: "Huh? No, it's okay if you are an ordinary person participating in the operation, but you are the person involved, right?"
Bai Su: "I haven't taken the exam yet, so it shouldn't be completely official yet..."
Special department member: "Hey, haven't you taken the exam yet? But it doesn't matter. You have to make up for it if you pass the exam, so why not start writing now?"
Bai Su: I'm tired, let's beat up humans.
His head jerked up, and his dark eyes looked dangerously at the human beside him.
But since his dark eyes usually don't have much light, even if there are clouds now, it doesn't make much difference.
The members of the special department were stared at like this, and their nerves suddenly became tense.
He did not suspect Bai Su. Instead, he looked around the office and finally looked away suspiciously.
"Why do I feel like someone is staring at me?" The human murmured in a low voice, "It's a bit cold."
After touching his arm, someone called him, and the member of the special department quickly left the table.
Bai Su, who was left behind, sighed and lowered his head again.
He stared at the white paper for a long time, and then tentatively wrote yesterday's date on the paper with a pen.
He is like a student who writes a paper and thinks about it for a long time and only writes a "solution".
How can humans do such a terrible thing as writing reports?
There was some vague pain in his heart, but the expression on Bai Su's face didn't change much. He just sat there with such bitterness and hatred.
At least this is what Zhang Yeran saw when he passed by the office. A black-haired young man who had no place in the office was sitting in an unattended seat, with his head hanging down in a daze.
The member of the special department named Zhang was passing by, but after seeing Bai Su, he remembered something.
The man decisively turned back and entered the office, walked to his desk, took out something and put it in front of Bai Su.
Zhang Yeran: "Mr. Bai hasn't seen you for a few days. This report is troublesome for you!"
Bai Su: "?"
A new piece of paper appeared on the stack of papers, with the title "Analysis of the Bronze Hilt Illusion."
The man left the paper and left, as if something was chasing him behind his back.
Bai Su, who was left with the writing task for the second time, stood up. He gathered the papers on the table and found the paper shredder in the human office.
After glancing at the unfamiliar machine, Bai Su stuffed the paper into it.
Just as he was about to press the smash button, a hand stretched out from the side to stop him.
"I said..." The female voice was a little helpless, "I know writing reports is boring, but it won't be completely broken, right?"
"Ms. Chen." Bai Su nodded to the visitor as a greeting.
"Just call me Chen Zi." The short-haired woman rescued the pile of white paper without any writing on it from the entrance of the shredder, waved it in her hand: "Just write whatever you want. If you don't write well, someone will Help make up for it.”
Chen Zi revealed in his words that he was not a person who wrote reports seriously.
The short-haired woman took out a copy of what she had written and showed it to Bai Su. There were only a few lines of words on a piece of A4 paper, full of personal touches.
Turning the page further, a page that had been added and expanded by someone appeared at the back.
If Bai Su read it correctly, the name of the person signing the second piece of paper was Tang Nuo.
Chen Zi only showed it to Bai Su for a second before covering the first page, and then coughed twice: "Able people always have some privileges, while mediocre people need to work twice as hard."
This is more true, but...
Bai Su: "Is this the reason why you all asked Tang Nuo to expand the report?"
Chen Zi: "Ah... there aren't many people. It's just me and Xia Chengyin... cough cough cough."
Not knowing what she saw, the short-haired woman coughed suddenly. After coughing, she immediately changed her expression and smiled.
"Isn't this Tang Nuo? Have you finished working overtime?" Chen Zi raised his left hand to say hello, and hid the paper he was holding behind his back with his right hand, "You have dark circles under your eyes, go back and rest quickly."
The man with glasses who entered from the office door seemed to be floating in his steps. He glanced at the two people next to the crusher without saying a word.
One is the culprit for Tang Nuo working overtime today, and the other is a bad colleague who needs him to expand reports all year round.
Tang Nuo came in with a sloppy step, packed up his things, and went out with a sloppy step, without saying a word the whole time.
After the people left, Chen Zicai patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned to look at Bai Su: "That's it anyway, don't waste the paper, just write as much as you can, and leave the rest to the boss."
Bai Su, who actually couldn't hold back a few words:...
The black-haired young man reluctantly put away the paper, folded it in half and held it in his hands.
"Miss Chen...Chen Zi, what do you want from me?" Bai Su asked, putting aside the annoying paper report.
"Indeed." The short-haired woman clapped her hands and led the people out, "The captain wants to see you...just a moment."
Chen Zi stopped in front of his desk and closed some page on the monitor that was still open.
Before the page disappeared completely, Bai Su caught a glimpse of a few large characters on the title.
...heavy for what?
(End of chapter)
