An abnormal phenomenon has already been discovered one night, so it doesn't matter if one more is added.
When the sick man woke up again, it was already dawn.
At five o'clock, the sky was covered with a layer of red light, which was far from the time to go to work. There were only two people sitting in the room where the sick man lay.
Because he didn't want to be separated from others, the young man sat there typing away with his computer in his arms and an ill-fitting coat he borrowed from some strong man on his shoulders.
Sitting on the chair moved next to the bed on the other side was a delicate woman. She frowned and stared at the face of her sick colleague, looking thoughtful.
"You're awake." The delicate woman waved her hand, and the strong man outside the door brought a cup of hot water in time, "Drink some water first."
He helped the person up and stuffed a pillow behind him as a cushion. After the person drank water to moisten his throat, the delicate woman asked the sick colleague some information.
"What happened before?"
After the strong man heard the shouting and rushed to the room, the sick colleague only revealed a self-identity and then fainted. The high body temperature and the recurrence of nightmares made his condition look bad.
After using some physical cooling methods, we almost had to send the person to the hospital. Fortunately, the sick colleague stabilized himself and slept until dawn.
He said he slept until dawn, but it took more than an hour from the time he fainted to the time he woke up.
The sick colleague pursed his lips twice, and warm water flowed down the throat, warming his body.
The memories before the coma came back. The sick colleague suddenly tightened his tea cup and shouted: "I saw... the lanky ghost, yes, the lanky ghost!"
"Huh?" the delicate woman made a questioning voice.
She knew very little about those urban legends, but the young man typing on the keyboard behind her raised his hand: "I know the lanky ghost, is it that modern urban legend?"
The sick colleague nodded and said with lingering fear: "I came back to sleep when I didn't feel well. I had a fever and couldn't sleep very well."
"I had a dream, but I can't remember what I dreamed about."
It is normal for people to forget their dreams after waking up. If they can remember fragments, they are considered relatively lucid dreams.
"As I was sleeping, I always felt like something was looking at me, so I woke up from my dream."
"I opened my eyes and saw a patch of white as the darkness faded."
"It's strange. I didn't cover my head with the quilt. In that case, it should still be a black patch. I was stunned for a while, and finally found that the white patch was thin and long, like a 'human' waist."
"The feeling of being spied on came from above, so I looked up."
The sick colleague imitated the way he lay down, turning his head at an angle of about 60 degrees, and then turning it upward little by little.
"Then I saw an eye."
When talking about this, the young man raised his hand again: "Wait a minute, how come the lanky ghost has eyes?"
When listening to the story, the young man also searched the Internet and forums to find out the urban legend of the lanky ghost for the pretty women, so that the pretty women could understand what kind of existence it was.
The sick colleague straightened his neck and said dullly, "But I just saw the eyes."
The young man had his own opinion. He read the search results: "Theoretically, the lanky ghost should be a faceless man, and he only catches children."
The sick colleague glanced at the young man speechlessly, and did not reply. He continued: "There is an eyeball on the face of that thin, white eye. That eye is looking at me, as if... observe?"
After realizing it in hindsight, after leaving the scene of being spied on, the human discovered more things. Thinking about it carefully, the white figure did not mean to attack him.
It should be so. There was a long gap between when he yelled and when someone came outside the door, and the white figure just left the room where he was.
The pretty woman listened to the two men arguing for a long time. Finally, she stood up and held up her hands: "If we continue to argue, I will assign you a dance practice room... Okay, let's just assume that the thing is a lanky ghost. I will write it down for you."
Facing the confused look of her sick colleague, the pretty woman pointed to the young man beside her: "He also witnessed something strange on the surveillance camera last night. It just so happened that the two of them got together. If things go well with the people above today, let's have dinner When the time comes, you should ask the people above, maybe you can get an answer."
"The person above?" The sick colleague was in a daze due to fever and forgot something.
"Well, the people on the line are coming to inspect. I remember I told you." The delicate woman looked at the sick colleague strangely, "Is it because of illness? Do you really not need to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
The sick colleague touched his chest. A great sense of loss lingered there, and he shook his head.
"No need." The sick colleague calculated that he would be deducted for asking for leave, "I'll sleep a little longer and go straight to work at midnight."
A person's body is his own to take care of. The handsome woman is neither the father nor the mother of the sick colleague, so she can only give her a few words of advice.
"But why do you have such a bad cold...Is there any flu epidemic recently?"
"Haha, maybe it's because I drank too much after having dinner with others that night, and fell asleep for a while while walking home."
In short, using the earth as a bed and the sky as a cover, people catch a cold.
The delicate woman looked at the person speechlessly, shook her head and left the room.
The young man didn't leave so early, and it was troublesome to move the computer around. He dug out various pictures of the lanky ghost and tried to make it clear to his sick colleague that what he saw was not the one in Western urban legends.
The sick colleague became impatient and said, "Maybe it's a local characteristic after entering the country. I have an extra eye or something."
The young man wanted to say something else, but the sick colleague covered his head with a quilt after taking cold medicine, lay down amidst continuous coughing, and refused to communicate.
No one spoke for a while. The young man holding the computer looked at the time and turned off the monitor, leaving only two pictures on the desktop.
One is a screenshot of the video surveillance at night, and the other is a saved picture of the lanky ghost. He also thoughtfully found a pattern of eyes online and superimposed it on it. It looks a bit weird.
After staring for a few more times, the young man reached out to close the notebook and turned off the invasive pictures.
…
"What should I do, Brother Bai? It's the next day!"
An Xiangwen, who thought he would not sleep well, slept until dawn and slept so soundly that he could not even remember how he fell asleep.
The curly-haired young man only knew that he didn't even take off his clothes when he woke up. He was lying flat on the bed with his hands clasped, looking so peaceful that he could pretend to be a corpse with a white cloth on his face.
An Xiangwen: Why is this?
Curly-haired youths don’t know, curly-haired youths don’t know.
All An Xiangwen's memories before he fell asleep were blurry. According to Bai Su, he fell backwards while talking, and was then moved onto the bed by Bai Su.
"Actually, I don't mind the clothes and quilt-"
"Um?"
"Nothing, thank you Brother Bai for helping me."
An Xiangwen touched his hungry belly and felt that he could swallow a cow alive.
He suspected that he had fainted from hunger.
Bai Su stayed up all night on the other bed. After leaving the room where the sick human was, he walked around the outside of the building.
A layer of white film attached to the blue-gray wall is not too conspicuous. It can be seen as the moonlight moving there with the clouds.
This is indeed a building for both commercial and residential use, but most of it has been bought by the same group of residents. There are only a small number of scattered ordinary people living below the building.
In other words, you can think of the higher floors here as the base of the Togawa branch.
Only a little of the base of the single eyeball was stuck to the wall. He walked around the 90-degree corner and leaned over to see where the door was.
There were only security guards and a few office workers and drunkards passing by at the deserted doorway. It was almost dawn.
After dawn, Bai Su faced a curly-haired young man who had scratched his hair into a mess.
He felt regretful and said that he shouldn't have slept last night. If he thought about it more, he might be able to find a way to get out of here.
First of all, you have to get your phone back, right?
While the curly-haired young man kept tossing his head, Bai Su had already gone to the bathroom and pretended to walk around.
He sat back on the bed outside, yawning boredly, holding in his hand the book he had read to humans yesterday.
An Xiangwen was anxious for a while but didn't get a reply, and slowly calmed down.
"Ying, it should be fine, right? Even if we can't do anything today, it will be discovered over time."
An Xiangwen thought about his friends. If they didn't contact him for a few days, they would probably come to him...right? After thinking about it carefully, the curly-haired young man was a little unsure.
Every time he plays his favorite game, he always loses contact for several days. For example, the Tears of the King that was released recently, he said that he would have to play it for...a week, right?
An Xiangwen: Ah, don’t do it!
According to his algorithm, if his friends cannot contact him for a few days, they will probably think that he is addicted to games.
The curly-haired young man thought a little desperately, and then cast his hopeful gaze on Bai Su.
"Brother Bai, can you..."
An Xiangwen swallowed his words halfway. He remembered that Bai Su had said last night that his live broadcast room had a domestic dog broadcasting for him. Then he thought about Bai Su's social circle... well, almost none. Pet dogs can be broadcasted on behalf of others. I believe it will be no problem to post a few more updates with only pictures.
Bai Su didn't know what humans were thinking about, and his expressions changed one after another. He just stood up when someone approached outside the door, and showed a very cooperative attitude.
Being too obedient made the strong man with a fierce face outside the door unable to hold back his expression: "You... get out quickly!"
Fortunately, the curly-haired young man at the rear who showed some resistance and reluctance allowed them to regain their professional self-esteem and walked out with vicious words.
There are a few people with the same problem in the corridor, all of whom I met yesterday.
Among them, the one with the briskest steps and the most relaxed breath was Bai Su. He didn't feel like he was being detained in a strange place and couldn't go home. Instead, he felt as comfortable as if he were at home.
"Where can we have breakfast?" the black-haired young man asked while waiting for the elevator.
A question mark appeared on the face of the strong man in question.
This is similar to how a prisoner's status comes with breakfast - well, there is still some.
The strong man replied dryly: "Go to the conference room and I will give it to you."
Bai Su shrugged indifferently and stepped into the elevator that had arrived first, followed closely by An Xiangwen.
The rest of the people would be a little later, so Bai Su simply pressed the close button, leaving only two passengers in this elevator.
Bai Su stood near the door, and An Xiang Wenchu was behind the elevator.
When a slight feeling of weightlessness came, the human couldn't help but whispered: "Brother Bai, will we go out, right?" We won't stay in this strange den of thieves, right?
"Well... who knows." A low-pitched reply came from the front. Bai Su looked up and watched the floor numbers getting bigger.
With a ding, the elevator stopped.
Before walking out of the car, Bai Su turned around, looked at the human with half of his face, and bent his eyes: "Be sure to keep yourself to yourself later."
Seeing that the curly-haired young man had known him for such a long time, Bai Su reminded him.
There was a nasty smell entering from downstairs.
…
The conference room was still so dark.
Bai Su sat where he sat yesterday, and An Xiangwen followed him.
The humans who arrived later were as quiet as chickens. They didn’t know what they had gone through. Anyway, they sat on the chairs obediently. No one came close to the corner where Bai Su and the others were.
The curly-haired young man looked very uneasy. Even though he was handed food - bread that tasted good and was quite expensive, he couldn't cheer up.
Bai Su looked at the humans for a while and realized something.
He ate a lot of refreshments in the lounge yesterday to fill his stomach, but the human seems to have... not eaten dinner? From a scientific point of view, how long does it take for humans to go without food for something to happen?
The monster thought for a moment and handed over the bread that seemed to him to be ordinary.
The curly-haired young man noticed this scene and felt a chill for no reason.
The human was wondering if he should pick it up, but he always felt that it was a dangerous move. If he picked it up, he might die soon.
The curly-haired young man made no move, and Bai Su threw the thing directly.
"I'm not hungry," he said, and the bread was loaded with ingredients.
Bai Su's not-hungry fingers were temporarily full, at the expense of an empty canteen for the company's employees.
Yes, this group of humans still set aside a place to provide food, but now the dishes cooked there in the morning disappeared without a trace, as if they had been robbed.
The young man's face was numb.
He felt that this might not be a thief, or maybe it was something related to last night's anomaly... No, I couldn't think about it anymore.
The young man felt that he would be afraid again if he thought about it any longer. Even the bright light of the day could not save his mind that loved to think about things, and a cold feeling arose spontaneously.
Of course, the top priority is to think about how to deal with the next thing. There will be no food to entertain the superior when he comes to visit——
Not only the food for breakfast, but also the snacks and other snacks kept in the tea room... The young man's eyes were shaking. He checked the surveillance camera repeatedly and found that the thief was very smart. He always covered the camera before taking action.
After the black shadow covering the surveillance camera was removed, only tableware that was cleaner than his face was revealed under the screen.
The young man tried hard to search frame by frame, and finally paused to find a few hanging lines, like spider threads.
(End of chapter)
