Being looked at by humans with weird looks for a long time, even Bai Su would have noticed it if he wasn't a non-human.
So he lazily tilted his face up at an angle of more than ten degrees and watched with satisfaction as the human woman with the ponytail retracted her gaze and continued to do her work.
Then the clean plates around him were taken away. When the people in the conference room were almost full, the meeting was about to begin.
Bai Su didn't know many acquaintances, only one, two, three, or four. The rest were all unfamiliar faces that he didn't remember the names of. He had seen them in the Tuochuan Company building.
The person who presided over the meeting was known to Bai Su. Although they hadn't seen each other for a while, he was still the nominal leader of the part-time job.
A middle-aged man named Gu Mingcheng stood on it with a serious face. He quickly sorted out what happened today and highlighted the word "Tuochuan" on the whiteboard with a red circle.
"We have made great progress today. We have found evidence that the force behind Tuochuan is a cult."
Whether it was that their special department's own power was limited or poor, or that the cult behind Tuochuan was elusive and came and went without a trace, they could only catch clues before, but there was no definite evidence.
At most, it is to shut down the other party's subsidiaries through pyramid schemes. However, the capital behind this kind of power is intertwined, and it is a good way to survive by cutting off the tail.
But things are different now.
The photocopied copy was placed in the hands of everyone present. As long as you turned the document back a few pages, you could see the raving words and the half-hidden arc.
After half of it was hidden, the impact of the words and arcs was much smaller. This was Qizhu Yuexue's lesson.
God knows how much she was confused when she was looking for the number of pages to copy. I repeat that high inspiration also has its disadvantages.
Fortunately, it was also a good thing that she didn't finish flipping through the book on the spot where she found the manuscript, otherwise the double debuffs of the red room and the gibbering in the manuscript would have made her stupid.
Cults...evil gods will always make people crazy.
But looking at it this way, Qi Zhuyue compared the two found in the last search of Fuzhao Temple... Qi Zhuyue easily came to the conclusion that the newly acquired manuscript was more difficult.
After all - after all, the evil god of Yeluzi in Fuzhao Temple has only grown up for a few years, whereas the power behind Tuochuan Company has lasted for decades, and even tracing back to the source is unknown.
Therefore, people in the special department are excited for the time being.
Bai Su sat in the conference room, watching the enthusiasm of others being easily ignited, and they began to express their opinions.
The slightly out-of-place black-haired young man thought for a moment, leaned back on the chair, and slid down a little.
If possible, he would also like to cover his face with a piece of paper and pretend that he does not exist in this conference room.
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected to him. He only thinks that human beings are noisy.
Bai Su's thoughts instantly drifted to the police station's cafeteria. He was thinking about whether to visit again before going home, but he didn't bring a meal card. Which human's wool was he picking up today... At that time, the human right in front of him Called his name.
Bai Su sat directly behind the entire long table to the right. Since the two nearest seats were unoccupied, he could be said to be the only person facing the whiteboard.
"So Bai Su, do you have anything to add?" The middle-aged man cast his serious gaze over, expecting Bai Su to answer.
Bai Su, who was on the run the whole time, felt that the human meeting had nothing to do with him and was just here to have a free meal: ...What did the human just say?
The black-haired young man sat up slightly, and the doubts in his heart were not reflected on his face. To outsiders, his expression was calm, as if he was thinking.
Bai Su was indeed thinking about how to fool this question.
Say you have nothing to add? But it seems... the information humans got from him was short of information, and it wouldn't be right to say that there was nothing that could be supplemented.
But Bai Su was indeed distracted and did not listen to the meeting just now. His eyes were a little wandering as he was in a state of confusion.
Without making eye contact with the middle-aged man in front of the whiteboard, Bai Su glanced down at the humans at the table. When he turned to a certain angle, he stopped.
The short-haired woman sitting a little further away from him looked straight ahead, her hands on the table, and she quietly bent the corners of the paper.
In the blank space at the edge of the printing paper, a human woman wrote a few words in an elegant but somewhat sloppy handwriting - two people from the cult.
A normal person would probably have to squint for a while to read it, but it was Bai Su who read this line of characters.
He instantly understood the current topic of mankind and thought about it for a while.
"The escaped member, regarding his appearance..."
Regarding the appearance of the handsome young man, you can also ask other victims and individual company employees who were arrested, but because most people give priority to physical examination before interrogation, the remaining young people are filled with fears of supernatural beings.
The young man didn't care so much at first, but after entering the bureau and finding out that the government really had such a department to deal with supernatural phenomena, his fear was deepened.
The member in charge of the young people couldn't help but want to complain, there is a cult behind your company... Oh, it's okay, in the eyes of the other party, it's just ordinary hypnosis.
The member of the special department who flipped through the instructions on his hand showed a slightly sympathetic expression.
The opening of the door to a new world is always accompanied by a huge shock. He was also like this back then and couldn't sleep well for several days.
The topic has gone too far.
The young man is temporarily unable to communicate, and the special department is more interested in the white monster he encountered in the middle of the night, and is waiting for someone to return to his senses.
As a result, Bai Su has become the only source of clues about the handsome young man.
"The blond hair...may have been dyed. You can see a little black at the roots."
"The eyes are gray and the features are a bit deep. He should be...a mixed race?"
"He has a good figure and strong muscles. He can break a wall with one punch."
Although he didn't actually see this scene, Bai Su judged it from the strength of the hand-to-hand encounter.
"The woman with the ponytail——"
"...My name is Qi Zhuyue."
"Anyway, the sword she brought back was that person's weapon." Bai Su gestured at how to swing the sword, "The person behind him jumped off the building and ran away."
The special department has heard about the incident of people jumping off buildings, but it is a bit shocking. Even if you watch the mobile phone video of the onlookers, you still have to raise a question mark.
What the onlookers recorded was a bloody face and some twisted and broken limbs. In some places, the white bones were poked out, but the man could still walk normally.
The handsome young man with a physical disability and a strong mind got into the car, and the car swung away from the scene.
People from the special department speculated that even if the "bloody" man whose appearance was unclear in the video could escape, he would probably have to stay in bed for ten days and a half.
However, Baisu rejected their idea.
The black-haired young man barely paid attention to the second half of the meeting, and made corrections to the human story from time to time.
Bai Su slowly raised his hand: "His recovery ability should be quite strong... Didn't I say that before? I slashed him when I chased them."
Qi Zhuyue, who was in charge of recording: "...wait, you didn't say that."
Bai Su disagreed and continued: "I must have forgotten that. When he dropped his sword, I picked it up and struck him on the other side."
The tone was very understated, and everyone present was stunned for a moment.
"His chest was cut open by me at the time, but when I glanced at him later when he blew open the outer wall of the building, the wound on his chest was about to heal."
"…Self-healing ability?"
"I don't know about that."
Bai Su returned to his state of not knowing anything and spent the rest of the meeting.
After the meeting, humans pack their things and go back to their homes to find their mothers. Those who have tasks go back to work overtime, and those who don't have work prepare to get off work.
Bai Su lowered his head and then raised his head. Everyone in the room had left, leaving only the middle-aged man standing directly in front.
He seemed to be waiting for someone, most likely Bai Su.
The black-haired young man pretended not to be able to read the air and stood up, ignoring the middle-aged man who was still in front of the whiteboard.
But when Bai Su walked towards the door and passed by the man, the other man called his name.
"Baisu."
Naturally, he couldn't pretend not to hear his name being called, so he turned around.
The nominal part-time leader still looks serious. He is probably out of the meeting state, and his expression does not look so serious anymore.
"Do you have time to chat?" Without using a commanding tone, Gu Cheng really seemed to want to say a few words to Bai Su after work.
Bai Su paused for a moment and turned around.
He walked back to the long table and half-leaned there.
Bai Su didn't say anything, and expressed his willingness to communicate with his expression.
Gu Cheng quietly looked at the black-haired young man in front of him.
The black forehead hair is stuck to the forehead, and a few strands of broken hair that have not been flattened due to sleeping posture are sticking up on the back of the head, giving people a bit of playfulness.
Her skin color was a sunless white, so white that it was even a little unhealthy, but paired with the dark eyes, she looked a little weird.
Generally speaking, compared with Gu Cheng's previous meetings with people and video materials, there is more or less human flavor.
The middle-aged man tapped his arm twice and started with a very approachable topic, asking Bai Su about his recent work.
"I see I asked for your help on some tasks, are you still used to it?"
Most ordinary people will have a process of passive acceptance after crossing from daily life to extraordinary life.
But Bai Su didn't, and he adapted very well.
All members who have applied to assist in the investigation have given unanimous evaluations - either they are mentally different from ordinary people, or they have a broken brain.
When Bai Su was asked this question, the first thing that came to mind was a few unforgettable supernatural beings.
Not all the supernatural things are in his recipes, but the ones he can eat taste surprisingly good. Compared with his accident-induced constitution when he goes out on his own, the efficiency of hunting wild food is much higher.
The beautiful memory of eating rolled around in his mind, and the last thing Bai Su blurted out was: "It's pretty good... I'm still used to it."
You eat well, work less, and still get paid. If you didn't have to write reports, it would be a perfect career.
It’s a pity that it’s not conducive to his development——
Bai Su thought for a while and added: "Everyone who comes to me is quite...professional?"
At least from the perspective of humans, it is a professional counterpart. Bai Su thinks that the scope of his business can be wider, but this needs to be done step by step.
"Just get used to it." Gu Cheng nodded, "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt to it. After all, these are pictures that are beyond common sense."
Flowers that bloom by absorbing nutrients from people's bodies, people entangled in water pipes and hanged in toilet stalls, music classrooms where weird music sounds are constantly heard at night... and so on.
"Actually, we also have psychological counseling on a regular basis. Has Xia Chengyin introduced it to you?"
"Huh? No."
"That's it. I'll ask someone to send you a schedule from the headquarters later. I'll also give you a way to make an appointment. It's free for my own people, and it's free for you... too."
Bai Su, who had no idea about psychological counseling but was somewhat interested in going underground to the special department headquarters, agreed.
The human chatted with Bai Su on a few more daily topics, and after three minutes, he got to the real question he wanted to ask.
"Can you think of anything worth paying attention to about that cult?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Su with a heavy gaze.
Tang Nuo, the humanoid lie detector, proved that no one lied at the meeting, but that doesn't mean there shouldn't be anything less said.
Being short of weight and appropriate adaptation does not mean lying.
What's more, for Bai Su, even if he lies, he will not be discovered by humans.
The human seemed to be trying to trick him into something.
Bai Su's expression was natural, as if he was thinking.
He frowned slightly as if he was remembering.
After a while, he really remembered something and said slowly: "I remember all the spells recited by the cloaked man. Do I need to write them down for you?"
He thought he would ask for news but did not expect to be asked for such news. The middle-aged man was a little dumbfounded and a little surprised: "You...can remember?"
Bai Su glanced at the human strangely: "Isn't it a simple matter?"
The mature middle-aged man, who inexplicably felt that he had been despised for a moment, was silent for a moment, and chose to find paper and pen for Bai Su to write down.
Regardless of whether the spell is right or wrong, it is still a gain and can be left to a specialist to experiment and study.
Bai Su wrote quickly, writing string after string of characters in a childish scrawl, and it was only five minutes before he handed over the paper he was writing on.
Bai Su clapped his hands with satisfaction after successfully handling this question with a piece of unimportant and true news.
The human male was deep in thought as he looked at the paper he handed over. Maybe the information was obtained too smoothly, and he was a little suspicious.
Suddenly, Gu Cheng asked: "Has your memory always been so good?"
The black-haired young man who was about to leave the conference room tilted his head back and said, "That's right... right? After returning from the temple, my thoughts became much clearer."
The temple, Fuzhao Temple, is at this time again.
Human beings naturally attribute Baisu's changes to changes in his brain, which is what Baisu wants to mislead.
Do the supernatural dead tree branches have such an effect? It's a bit heartwarming.
Gu Cheng took a deep breath and cleared his mind of desires that shouldn't exist.
Baisu's existence is too special... No, or it should be said that every person with special abilities is special, and everyone's success cannot be copied.
After clearing away distracting thoughts, the middle-aged man settled down and looked at the handwritten paper in his hand. After looking at it for a while, he turned around and faced the whiteboard.
The words written on the whiteboard have not been erased, and various clues are distributed in the corners of the square. Some are connected by circles, and some are crossed out.
As he watched, the leader of the special branch fell into deep thought.
This Togawa... Why does it feel like you are looking for something?
(End of chapter)
