Bai Su noticed what humans had done to the ordinary male host.
After they told each other that there was something wrong with the other's wife, the member of the special department quietly took out a small bottle and sprayed it on the male host. Afterwards, the two brothers made up for it several times during their good conversation.
Bai Su asked curiously after leaving the human home, and the young member handed him the bottle.
A young member introduced: "The tranquilizer specially made into a spray form... is a little more unscientific than the one in the hospital."
In other words, it is a bit magical, after all, they have entered the supernatural world.
"To put it simply, if we can force the male master to calm down, his mood swings will not be too big, which will be beneficial to his future life... right?" the young member said a little uncertainly.
Bai Su typed a series of ellipses for humans in the back seat of the car: "It feels a bit unreliable."
The young member laughed: "It's okay, it's okay. I've been using it for so long. It can definitely make people calm down. The small amount I spray can take care of it..."
The young member secretly turned his head away and glanced at the instruction manual in the bag: "Just take it for a week. Drinking may make your emotions leak out, but other times you will be calm."
Bai Su paused strangely for a moment, but did not tell him what he had noticed. The host had already sat down at the small restaurant and ordered a dozen drinks.
To be on the safe side, he asked: "How long does it take to recover from drinking?"
The young member replied: "Actually, it's fine if you don't have a hangover. It depends on your individual constitution."
Bai Su closed his eyes again and took a look, and found that the man he was clinging to the back of his neck was drinking well. Apart from some soreness in his shoulders and neck, trembling hands and unstable mood, he was still in the state described by the special department.
"Is it really okay for him to go back and get along with his wife?" Bai Su asked curiously.
The young member answered with certainty and a little uncertainty: "It should be no problem...Although Senior Bai said that the mistress is no longer a human being, Senior Tang talked...I feel that the other party is still a human being in our cognitive sense. 'people'."
Except for the inexplicable change in habits and preferences, the detector values did not rise, and all communication was as usual.
When cutting vegetables, his hands would bleed and he would cry out in pain. Tang Nuo took away the bloody tissue and even pulled out one of his hairs.
I'm going to go back and do some testing to confirm a few things.
In the past, when encountering such a replacement supernatural being, their special department usually took the person away on the spot. Considering the frequent occurrence of doppelganger incidents, and the fact that the male owner has lived with his new "wife" for so long without any incident, the idea of taking the person away was Leave it at that.
Bai Su: "Don't you think your department doesn't have that much land?"
Young member: "...No matter how difficult it is, senior Bai, please don't tell me even if you see it."
Also, don’t use the title of your department! He always felt that... the younger members always felt that the black-haired newcomer was still on a vague boundary, and he had not gone to either side.
Bai Su rolled his eyes and made a zipper gesture on his mouth in coordination.
Human hospitals are already overcrowded. If we have to free up space for incarcerating people, one or two will be fine, but if we add more, we will be in a situation where even offices have to be requisitioned.
"Anyway, the phone number has been left with the male owner. There will be someone in the department waiting for him, and he will also send someone to follow and patrol every day."
The special department has made a lot of preparations, and long-term observation is also part of it.
As for whether the human beings under observation are lucky or unlucky, and whether they can be saved in an accident, that is another matter.
On the way to the next house to visit people, Tang Nuo briefly asked the two people in the car what they thought about the whereabouts of the human mistress.
The young member hesitated and gave a negative answer.
Bai Su was more straightforward and asked: "Have you found any traces in the city? Surveillance and the like."
Tang Nuo turned the steering wheel: "Face recognition is convenient, but I haven't found anything... It's not that easy to access the rest of the surveillance, so I haven't found anything yet."
The answer given by Bai Su is that there is a high probability of death. Even if there is no death, where can the person go?
Thinking about some small corners in the city that were hard to find, he kept silent.
The people he was going to visit later had no relatives who had recently changed their habits, and the young man had another type of clue.
He had pictures of his "friends."
When he took the photo of his friend, he was resting at home in another corner of the city. There was an obvious conflict, but the young man only discovered it after the fact.
"...I didn't find anything wrong with him at the time, just...everything was normal."
Just like the normal interactions between friends, the small details are completely correct. Ask him how he is resting after being sick, and the other party will answer fluently.
They asked for the photo to look at, and then compared it with the previous image left by the person who took the photo. It was natural and similar that even their parents could not distinguish.
I want to ask if there is any difference between the photos? There may be a slight difference in vitality.
"But this was an accidental encounter two weeks ago. Now my friend..." The young man hesitated, "He has recovered. I didn't dare to tell his parents about meeting another him."
"Your choice is right." Tang Nuo, the only one who entered the door, took the photo and nodded to the young man, "We understand the specific situation and will arrange follow-up personnel to follow up."
The young man was confused by the official talk. He was about to ask something more, but the person he was talking to changed and a strange man in a trench coat stood in front of him.
The man in the trench coat looked haggard and kept muttering: "This is the tenth one today..." Even if you are given overtime pay, you can't be so oppressive!
A string of numbers rolled up and down his throat. Although the young man had doubts, he couldn't ask. With the snap of his fingers by the man in the trench coat, the young man's eyes darkened.
"Ah, my mental strength is not strong. It's a pity." The man in the windbreaker felt a little regretful. His hand had already reached into his arms and touched the pen-like flashlight and the new banana-shaped props. He could only let go now, and then Take your hand back.
Then the man in the trench coat moved quickly through hypnosis to clear his memory. When he closed the door to the room, the three people outside had not left yet.
His eyes lit up when he saw someone he was familiar with, and he took a few steps closer to him.
"Long time no see -" the man in the trench coat said hello, then turned to Bai Su, "Did you remember anything?"
He asked endlessly, but Bai Su's answer was still no.
The man in the trench coat had an expected expression and shook his head regretfully.
He looked down at his watch, then estimated the time and distance to his next destination, then raised his head and asked, "Do you have any plans next? Can you take a ride?"
So after a few minutes, the number of people sitting back in the car became four.
Bai Su was still sitting in the back row, with someone else beside him.
After the man in the trench coat reported his address, he began to figure out when he would have to work overtime, and at the same time, he was mumbling about why he didn't have any colleagues with teleportation capabilities.
After chatting for a while, the man in the trench coat fell on the square object held in Bai Su's arms. If he saw it correctly, the other person's hand was slowly brushing over it.
"What is that?" the man in the trench coat asked.
"Supernatural items." Tang Nuo, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror. "They were taken away from the home of a previous resident."
"Take it away?" the man in the trench coat asked, "Didn't you get permission from anyone... Forget it, this is the only illegal thing everyone has done."
The man in the trench coat felt that he understood everything, but overtime pay was more important to him.
When passing the police station where the special department is located, the car stopped briefly.
The young members have to go back and write a summary of today's task. There is no way to leave this matter to others... Bai Su can't write it anyway.
Tang Nuo had a headache when he thought of this. Most of the paper documents sent to Bai Su disappeared, and the only few that were recovered could not be submitted without editing.
The police officer wearing glasses looked at the black-haired young man standing outside the car, and the latter showed a slightly innocent smile.
Bai Su pretended not to see the slightly accusatory look in the human's eyes.
The police officer wearing glasses sighed: "Please take this photo frame to the underground floor... there is a room for dealing with supernatural objects. It should be easy to find. Just look at the door number."
Bai Su made an OK gesture, and then he and the young members separated on the first floor.
He looked at the retreating figure of the human being in the distance and threw the photo frame in his hand twice.
I don't know if I can meet this young member next time. The loss rate of the human special department is quite high.
Bai Su turned his back to the surveillance camera, and when he walked down the stairs leading to the underground, he grabbed a few more "sea anemone tentacles" to eat.
The room that handles supernatural items is as easy to find as Tang Nuo said. The door number is simply enlarged. If it weren't for adding a circle of colored lights, it would look very weird, which humans must do.
The bright white light didn't seem to be any better... After hesitating in front of the door for two seconds, Bai Su pushed the door open and entered.
There was someone in the room, sitting behind a table.
This room used for handling supernatural items is not very big. There are three or four tables, separated by several transparent partitions for blocking, and some simply have boxes with seals on them.
Among them, Bai Su was familiar with it. The bronze sword hilt that he had disposed of himself was also inside, but that thing was just casually placed on the cabinet and was not as tightly sealed as the other items.
Probably because the bronze sword hilt is no longer a threat.
Bai Su, a human male sitting behind the table, also knew Mr. Zhang Yeran, the famous "brick" in the special department.
Zhang Yeran was fully armed and turned the dressing mirror in front of him with a serious face. After holding the mirror for a long time, there was no response. When he looked up again, he found that the door to the room had been opened and an acquaintance was standing at the door.
The human male pulled the black cloth to cover the dressing mirror, lifted the mask covering his face, and then stood up: "It's you."
Zhang Yeran saw the photo frame in Bai Su's hand: "Are you here to give me something?"
Bai Su nodded, found an empty transparent partition and placed the photo frame inside.
"what is that?"
"Anemone tentacles."
"...?"
"Oh no, I mean, there are invisible sea anemone tentacles growing on it."
It's still weird, humans can't understand it, and humans are shocked.
After Zhang Yeran asked a few more questions, he realized that there were some strip-shaped, invisible tentacles swaying on the photo frame, which was considered a supernatural item, so he brought it back.
But it seems that the threat is not great, so I will put it to the bureau to study it first. If possible, try to make a copy of the photo as soon as possible so that they can return it.
Zhang Yeran: "There are many people queuing up... Okay, I'll try my best."
Bai Su didn't know that the other party was specifically responsible for this area. He looked around and licked his lips.
The human felt an inexplicable chill. Zhang Yeran turned his head and looked around, but did not see any items in the room that were at risk of losing control.
Originally, the bronze sword hilt was the most dangerous, but Bai Su had already disposed of it. He had just brought the second-ranked dressing mirror back and was still studying it.
The human being thought about it and turned his attention to Bai Su.
Vanity mirror...but not before that.
Zhang Yeran asked doubtfully: "I remember that most of the people in the bureau went to visit today, right?" So how did you bring this photo frame back?
Bai Su briefly explained that he discovered it while visiting residents' homes.
The human male shook his head, not surprised by this development.
He touched the short stubble on his chin that had not been shaved for several days and made a request: "Can you please help me look in this mirror?"
Bai Su glanced at the mirror, which he had been paying attention to when he entered, and said with a smile, "Okay."
Unlike human males who need to be fully armed, Bai Su declined the bulky equipment and walked to the table without any cover.
"Hey, I think you'd better be on guard—"
Before the human could finish speaking, Bai Su had already taken off the black cloth covering the mirror.
Zhang Yeran shut his mouth.
The cover was revealed, and he had already met his own reflection in the mirror. It was too late for him to stop him.
All humans can do is shrink themselves to the side to prevent themselves from being reflected in the mirror.
He had heard that this mirror could capture souls and so on... He had not tried it at all. He only knew that looking in the mirror was the trigger.
Bai Su met his own gaze in the mirror.
He knew after just one glance that this was no simple reflection.
The black-haired young man stretched out his fingers and tapped the mirror.
Is this the first mirror-related supernatural being he has encountered? The earliest Bloody Mary, and later I caught one by peeling an apple in front of the mirror. Not long ago, when I went to a certain school to inspect the music classroom, I caught one in the mirror of the men's room on the first floor.
If you calculate it this way, is this the fourth one?
Bai Su put his hand on the mirror, but "he" in the mirror did not make such a move. Instead, he grinned at Bai Su with a strange smile.
His eyes were rounded, his pupils were so dilated that the whites of his eyes were squeezed out, and the corners of his mouth were raised to the top of his ears. No matter how you looked at it, it was not an expression that a human would show.
The spirit in the mirror, which was meant to show a completely different expression to cause fear in humans, was smiling when it suddenly saw the person it was imitating sticking up to it.
Bai Su leaned down with his palms pressed against the mirror, his face almost touching the mirror.
The black-haired young man looked at "himself" in the mirror and opened and closed his mouth three times.
Then the mirror image in the mirror showed a panicked expression, and it couldn't hold on to its malicious smile, and it immediately wanted to disappear.
However, it was too late.
Bai Su has recently learned to grow a mouth in a different place. This is how a character secretly eats his fingers in a work about Curse that I saw on Moments a while ago.
It's a good idea, it's hidden and convenient.
The palm pressed against the mirror opened its mouth and instantly bit the being in the mirror, without giving it a chance to escape.
Ten seconds later, Bai Su straightened up, retracted his hand, and turned the dressing mirror under the wary gaze of the human male.
The oval mirror faced the human, causing the human to take two steps back in shock.
"It's no longer a problem." Bai Su said, "The supernatural being inside has disappeared."
Zhang Yeran:?
Zhang Yeran: Wait, how many episodes have I missed?
(End of chapter)
