The human stares nervously at the screen.
The supernatural escape this time did not interfere with the monitoring and caused the screen to go completely black. There are just some snowflakes on the monitor now, but it can still be seen, but it is a bit blurry.
The figure with high hopes walked slowly through the corridor, passing one monitoring device after another.
He would even stop and look at the door opposite the glass window, not knowing what he was looking at.
Someone paid attention to the house number of the cubicle where the black-haired young man stayed, but didn't see anything special about it.
"Is it your first time underground and you are more curious?"
"As long as I'm not bewitched, it'll be fine..."
"Do you want to answer the radio and tell him to walk faster?"
The observers whispered, but in the end the civilian staff did not move.
On weekdays, they rarely do unnecessary things outside the broadcasting location. After all, many of the martial arts faction are difficult to maintain, and they may get into trouble if they talk too much.
The figure under the camera stopped and stopped in front of the door without any unnecessary movements.
Anyway, with the human beings on tenterhooks, Bai Su gradually approached the escaped spirit.
Perhaps because there were no chasing humans behind him, the escaped spirit huddled up in a corner, curled up into a ball, and made some strange noises.
At least that's what Bai Su saw when he leaned over.
Hearing the sound of someone's footsteps approaching slowly, the huddled group of dark spirits turned back.
It's hard to say what the other party is, but it doesn't look very good.
It’s hard to say what the monster is, but from a human aesthetic perspective, this noodle-like thing looks ugly.
The noodle-shaped supernatural squirmed for a moment, and then nothing happened.
Escape from the supernatural:?
The noodle-shaped ghost moved again, probably because the part of his face was trying hard to change, but nothing happened.
At this time, human beings' warning came. They probably saw Baisu encountering the escaped spirit, so I would like to inform you.
Although it had been said before in the hall, the human still repeated it in the headset: "Mr. Bai, please be careful, this supernatural being can transform into someone close to you to deceive you!"
Human beings stare at the screen intently, always ready to broadcast the Great Compassion Mantra over the communication if something goes wrong, which is better than no help... Huh?
In the picture with flashing snowflakes on the screen, the supernatural creature that deceived many members and pulled them into the illusion squirmed several times, but in the end nothing changed.
Person behind the screen:?
Noodle-shaped supernatural:...
Only Bai Su, who was surrounded by humans, looked like this.
How could he have anyone close to him? Might as well learn from the original one...called Bloody Mary, right? It's more realistic to see what he's afraid of.
Bai Su and the fleeing ghost who could not change their appearance looked at each other, and the former showed a kind smile to the latter.
--run.
There was only one thought in Ling Ying's mind.
Unlike the previous time when being chased by humans, the speed of the supernatural escape tripled. Its noodle-shaped body was like an arrow off the string. It tensed up and bounced out in an instant, leaving Bai Su behind.
The black-haired young man who had not done anything yet patted the hem of his clothes, and then followed him slowly.
Bai Su is not in a hurry.
It's best for this supernatural being to run downstairs, so that he can go downstairs and take a look.
However, Bai Su's beautiful thoughts soon came to nothing.
This escaped supernatural being could only be rated as C-level. He didn't dare to go down too far, and he ran to about seven floors underground.
The spirit wandered in front, its noodle-like body sliding across the ground, leaving wet and slimy traces. If you stepped on it accidentally, it would stick, and if you accidentally stepped on it, it would fall down.
Soon, Lingying arrived at the stairwell going down at the end of the corridor, and slipped down between the handrails in a few moments, creating some distance.
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Bai Su, who was chasing after him, stood on the platform from the sixth floor to the seventh floor. After some thought, he chose the simplest and most crude way to go downstairs.
He jumped.
He climbed over the railing and jumped down from the gap between the platforms.
The entire movement was so smooth and natural that the humans behind the surveillance camera were stunned for a moment.
"Does this person... have such a personality?" Seeing that the style of chasing on the flickering screen gradually changed, "That's not right, this person's physical fitness is so good!"
Watching the black-haired young man fall to the ground, the platform he stepped on was slightly dented due to gravity. That was the weight of a real person.
Looking back, after a few screen flashes, the black-haired young man "finally" reached the supernatural tail.
"Wait a minute! Mr. Bai, don't touch it directly with your hands -" touch...?
Just halfway through the words of reminder, the leader speaking into the headset got stuck.
It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's just that he doesn't know how to evaluate it.
The black-haired young man seemed to have heard the leader's words, and the outstretched hand was replaced by a leg.
The black-haired young man stepped on the noodle-like tail pulled behind by the spirit.
Then, the noodle-shaped supernatural could no longer run.
"Ah...is this a supernatural being like this?" The leader doubted life and turned over the page of management instructions for escaped supernatural beings. "Isn't it capable of cutting off its tail to survive?"
The leader tried to get close to the escaped ghost once despite hallucinations, but he quickly ran away. The remnants left in his hand had been packed up and were waiting to be processed.
Theoretically, the way to send this escaped ghost back is to beat it into paste. Generally speaking, it is to capture and immobilize it and use special bullets... bullets...?
The leader suddenly looked up: "Did we give him a gun?"
When the leader turned around, he found that the companions around him were fully equipped, except for one who was missing a communication headset.
"No...no?" his companion replied, "The man came down empty-handed, with nothing tied around his waist, and then he was sent away by you, captain."
"But, Captain." Another companion raised his hand, "It doesn't matter whether you give me a gun or not."
The leader raised a question mark and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I happened to pass by that person when he was doing relevant training and saw the scene." Another companion showed an indescribable expression, "None of the bullets in the magazine hit the target."
"It's obviously a very standard posture, but it has a 100% off-target buff."
"Even if Captain you give him a gun, the most likely scenario is... that he breaks the nearby door or blows up the surveillance camera."
Another companion recalled the tragic situation at the training ground and speculated uncertainly.
Leader: ...
It’s okay to blow up the surveillance camera. The door of the cubicle must not be destroyed!
It's true that multiple supernatural escapes can kill people, really.
The leader tried to struggle: "What should I do? I'd better call the superiors and ask..."
His words were interrupted by his companion: "It doesn't seem to be necessary. Captain, take a look."
Several people turned their heads from the confusion of not delivering the weapons and looked at the screen.
Because there was no movement of areas, the civilian staff responsible for controlling the equipment simply enlarged that area of the screen.
Everyone could see that the black-haired young man who had stepped on the fleeing supernatural being still stretched out his hand.
He fished forward along the trampled part and picked up a part of Ling Ying's body.
Pulling back further, the soul that couldn't abandon his body for some unknown reason was dragged a certain distance by him.
The human behind the screen was amazed, and was about to analyze whether there would be any problems if he rashly touched the supernatural being with his hands.
The next second, the signal on the screen became poor and the screen flickered like crazy.
Civilians took it for granted and began to adjust signals and activate backup equipment.
After a few seconds, the splash screen was repaired, and the noodle-like ghost that could not escape could be seen on the screen, with the outlines of several faces emerging on its body.
Finally, those faces formed the shape of an umbrella and stood in front of him.
When the leader saw this scene, his expression became serious: "If you encounter this defense, you should use a gun... Alas, but I don't have a gun-"
The vocals stuttered again.
What did the leader see?
The leader saw that the black-haired young man on the screen did not have any fancy skills. The other person raised his fist and smashed it down when everyone thought he would be injured.
Although he was not injured, the "shield" raised by the spirit was broken.
…
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
The pursuit team members who arrived later carefully walked through the corridor and arrived at the right aisle on the seventh floor.
When they arrived, they saw the dark-haired young man sitting on a chair.
The escaped ghost was nowhere to be found. After looking around carefully, he could see something soft and soft under the feet of the black-haired young man.
It seems to be the wriggling spirit that changes its face to confuse people.
etc! The leader was shocked, where did the chair come from?
The human's neck creaked and he turned to where the black-haired young man was sitting. He felt that the chair under the other man's butt looked familiar.
The yellow-white wooden chair looks a little dull due to its age.
After a few more glances, the chair was faintly glowing with blood... The appearance of this chair was indeed a bit conspicuous.
The leader spoke tremblingly: "Mr. Bai, where did this stool under your butt come from...?"
Bai Su, who was thinking about something, was called back his attention and replied casually: "It ran out of the door on the side. I saw that it appeared in a suitable position, so I sat on it. Is there any problem?"
The problem is big!
The leader numbly recited the C-12 information in his mind - [Disposable Seat]. It looked like an ordinary chair. The only troublesome part was the number of times and time required to sit on it.
A person can only sit once in a lifetime, and it needs to sit for more than one minute.
You will die if you sit for too many times, you will die if you sit for less than a minute the first time, and you will die suddenly as soon as your butt leaves the chair.
This supernaturally colored chair also has the ability to flash and run away when no one sits on it, unless it is placed in a light-tight confined space.
The leader took the liberty to ask: "Has Mr. Bai ever gotten up after sitting on the chair?"
Bai Su shook his head: "No."
The leader breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Bai, please sit down for a while. This chair can only be used once."
It's just fine if you don't get up. You don't have to worry about helping others collect the body.
Thinking of quickly getting rid of the escaped supernatural beings and then recovering the chair, the leader lowered his gaze and looked at the suspicious black figure.
The black shadow squirmed twice more under his gaze. He failed to escape for an unknown number of times and collapsed on the ground.
Leader: "Is this...?"
Bai Su: "Yes, aren't you looking for it?"
Leader: "B-but..." How could it become so small!
The human's eyes were full of confusion. He didn't understand what happened between the time the screen lost the picture and when they received the headset communication saying it was done, and then when they arrived at the scene.
Everything ended with a hiccup.
"Hiccup." The black-haired young man who made the noise covered his mouth, then looked away and released his feet, "I don't know what happened."
Bai Su said that he only hammered it once, and after the shield condensed by the supernatural spirit shattered, he lifted the opponent and threw it twice more.
Leader: "Falled twice?"
Bai Su: "Yes, there are traces there."
Human beings followed the sound and saw two deep marks in the shape of long strips, as if they had been beaten by someone.
By coincidence, one of them grazed the door frame of C-12 and hammered out a crack on the edge of the door frame.
It was just such a gap that made the chair in the cubicle move out, allowing Bai Su to sit under his buttocks.
The leader coughed twice and hurriedly went up to rescue the escaped supernatural being who was stepped on by Bai Su...ah, he brought him out.
He was soft and supernatural, looking like he had experienced something painful.
However, the spirit does not have a mouth, so no one can know its mood and thoughts.
The shrunken spirit was finally returned to its cubicle, and the chair where Bai Su was sitting was also taken over.
In a completely dark environment, Bai Su watched the human being sit on the chair little by little, moved the chair back into the room, and sealed it.
After coming out, the civilian staff asked him and the team member sitting on the chair to sign a book.
I flipped the book forward and saw a few familiar names.
The clerk who handed over the book explained this: "You cannot sit on the C-12 chair a second time, so the name will be recorded... Oh, and the employee number will also be written down to avoid duplication of names."
Bai Su found the employee number and wrote it down as the human said. He also glanced behind the clerical staff. There were many similar books on the table behind him. The only difference was the serial number on the cover.
After doing this, Bai Su looked left and right and felt that he had nothing to do.
Can you go back? He wanted to go back and spit it out, but he didn't expect that the supernatural power he had just had--
After stretching, Bai Su turned around and left. Before he had taken two steps, he was stopped by someone calling him from the side.
The civil servant who rushed out from an extremely tricky angle raised his hands and placed a stack of... no, a few pieces of paper on his palms.
Familiar operations, familiar white paper.
Ah, he doesn't want to write about this?
Bai Su immediately stepped aside and wanted to move forward.
But the civilian officer who rushed out was obviously experienced in many battles. He had dealt with countless combatants who tried to escape and reported, and he had rich experience.
The human's steps swayed slightly, and he blocked it again.
Compared to being frightened and uneasy when encountering a supernatural being escaping, the civilian officers who arrest people now are not at all conceited, and do not even consider the difference in combat power between themselves and their opponents.
"This unknown colleague." Yes, the civilian staff hadn't asked Bai Su's name yet, "Please be sure to complete the report!"
Bai Su: ...As expected, we should kill humans.
(End of chapter)
