It's okay not to mention it. When it is mentioned, humans will think of that ridiculously simple and casual communication.
The message sent by Bai Su can be divided into three parts.
The first part tells you, "I encountered a supernatural being here, who came out of a radio story." The second part tells you, "The supernatural came out and ran away, no one was injured." The third part summarizes, "I'll report it to you." , the radio station is channel xxx, please turn off your mobile phone if it runs out of battery."
He didn't give anyone a chance to respond. Afterwards, no matter whether he sent a message or made a phone call, it all came to nothing and there was no response.
At this moment, Bai Su asked. The black-haired young man took out his mobile phone and long pressed the power button.
The battery displayed on the screen of the mobile phone is full, and its owner explained: "It was just charged."
Police officer Xia didn't believe it, but he didn't bother to worry about it: "There's nothing wrong with that radio station, but the problem is with that manuscript."
The special department will investigate when there is a situation. They sent people to the radio station building late at night, but found nothing except a few employees working at night.
After a routine inspection, the problematic manuscript was taken away.
There was a thick stack of manuscripts, and I didn’t know which host belonged to them. He said he found them on the table when work started, thinking they were prepared for him.
He just kept reading, and he didn't know something strange had happened until the police came to his door.
Bai Su's eyes lit up: "That manuscript——"
Xia Chengyin interrupted: "Take it away, let's get back to the topic."
Tuochuan Company was handed over to the department next door a while ago, so the person who came to invite Bai Su was unfamiliar to him. Xia Chengyin, the cult man, didn't ask, so he pointed to the hospital.
"Is there another one on the cart?"
"He is the employee who fell ill in Tuochuan."
"?" The short-haired police officer squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, "So you didn't pinch that person casually?"
Now Bai Su felt that there was something wrong with human beings.
Since monsters entered human society, they have paid great attention to the traces they leave, not only on themselves but also on other humans.
What if one day he was so hungry that he wiped the neck of a human being? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he was the only one suspected in the surveillance?
What’s the word for it?…can’t argue with anyone?
"Where's the surveillance?" Bai Su asked, "Didn't you find out when the employee was taken down?"
"Good question." Xia Chengyin clapped his hands, "Unfortunately, except for the surveillance in the company's office area, everything else in the front and back of the building is broken. We reported for repairs but the workers haven't gone yet."
Bai Su: "...?"
It was too much of a coincidence, it was almost prepared for the unexpected.
Thinking of a certain sentence again, Bai Su's hand quickly reached behind him and removed the square-shaped object fixed on his back.
After taking it out, he patted it with his hands as if dusting it. In fact, he was recycling the white wadding used for adhesion.
Then Bai Su opened the palm-sized book and showed it to the human. The handwriting that was even more youthful than that of a primary school student was displayed in front of the human.
Although there is always a joke among humans that serious people keep diaries, it is undeniable that diaries can record something.
Xia Chengyin took a closer look: "What is this?"
Bai Su turned over two more pages: "I met the other member of the cult duo who escaped before at the auto repair shop——"
"Wait a minute...forget it, just say it."
The short-haired police officer's expression changed twice in a row, from having something to say to being hesitant and finally giving up.
Monsters don't understand what humans have given up. Maybe they have given up thinking.
"Another cult member is recuperating over there. I saw him after I entered the auto repair shop." Bai Su felt that it was very troublesome to tell his whole experience, so he simplified it a little, "That's it... ding-dong- Boom - I knocked him down and picked this book off him."
Xia Chengyin always felt that Bai Su had omitted something very important, but felt that his asking was in vain: "Then what?"
Then Bai Su flipped to a certain page in the diary.
There were not many daily records and emotions on that page, but only one line written - What happened in the branch that day was not an accident.
Human eyes suddenly shrank when they glanced at this sentence, and Xia Chengyin stepped forward and snatched the diary.
Bai Su let go and followed the human's movements. He had already read this diary in the underground operating room when the special department team arrived. In addition to writing this line, it also recorded daily recovery conditions and observations of Tuochuan employees. .
Generally speaking, it is between the evidence of a cult and the evidence of a doppelgänger, it just depends on which one is more needed.
But then again, if it wasn’t an accident, who was it targeted at?
Another ambulance approached under the brightly lit porch of the hospital. Bai Su stepped aside to let the medical staff and family members in the car get out of the car, and the group hurriedly ran into the hospital.
Bai Su watched the human being go away. He stood at the door of the hospital building that was quiet again, with a red and white halo slowly flowing in front of his eyes.
He felt that he was the one being targeted.
Right from the start.
…
The hospital is also busy at night, and most of the busy people are medical staff.
In this hospital in the city center, there are more people from special departments than busy people.
Since there were more people working, some rooms were naturally allocated for people to rest. If the conditions were not very good, they would just put together a simple bed, add a blanket and pillow, and sleep in an air-conditioned room.
Of course, some people can't sleep, so the staff will find a place where they can smoke for a few puffs, or chat with their companions.
If you are a hospitalized patient, it depends on which building you are in.
Ordinary patients can move around freely as long as they don't go too far or cross the boundary, but for patients who are being watched...
"Alas." An Xiangwen sighed quietly.
The curly-haired young man made a face in the bathroom mirror, and his movements were perfectly replicated in the mirror without any delay.
Very good, it seems that the rumor that the toilet in the hospital ward was haunted late at night is false. It is probably because someone was asleep and was not clear-headed and saw it wrong.
The curly-haired young man who got up at night to go to the toilet and was asked by a patient in the ward to look in front of the mirror yawned and returned the same way. After returning to the ward, he gave a no problem gesture to the patient who secretly poked his head out from under the quilt. The reporter immediately breathed a sigh of relief, lay back on the bed and continued to sleep with the quilt covering his head.
An Xiangwen: Being treated as a tool... forget it.
The curly-haired young man sat back on the hospital bed but did not go back to sleep immediately. Instead, he picked up the charged mobile phone beside him and started scrolling boredly.
Boring... really boring.
Even if he loses his job now, he won't have to bear the cost of hospitalization. People at the hospital are even willing to help him bring his game console from home, but it's still too depressing to be hospitalized all the time!
It remains to be seen what the hospital says about their condition and that they need to stay for a while, which is almost a month.
Seeing patients being discharged from the hospital one after another, only a few people are still living here.
The messages on the phone quickly reached the end, and at this time, there seemed to be no one to chat with.
An Xiangwen, who was sleeping in the hospital, hung his head, opened one chat box after another, and poked all his friends... friends.
"Sure enough, three o'clock in the morning or something is still too-"
The curly-haired young man's eyes suddenly paused and his fingers stopped.
Just now, he was skating too smoothly, and a series of friends harassed him. He also clicked on the chat box of a man named Bai and posted the special effect of shaking the window.
An Xiangwen: Ah this.
The curly-haired young man was silent for a few seconds, and just as he was about to type a quick explanation, he locked the screen of his phone and continued to sleep, leaving all the follow-up to himself when he woke up... Huh?
An Xiangwen looked at a question mark in the chat box.
The curly-haired young man looked at the time displayed on his phone.
That's right, it's 3:12 in the morning, aren't normal people sleeping?
An Xiangwen felt that he knew Bai Su quite well. He probably knew everything about Bai Su, not to mention his breathing, but at least some of his daily habits could be guessed based on what he knew and what he gathered from the fan base.
As long as Baisu doesn't have any hidden secrets.
An Xiangwen hasn't broadcast a single live broadcast in the past few days. He remembers that in the morning, his brother Bai said that he had something to do in the afternoon, and he wouldn't broadcast it for two days...?
Before the curly-haired young man could think of anything, other messages popped up in the chat box.
——'You didn't sleep? '
——'Looking at the location, are you still in the hospital? '
An Xiangwen reviewed his circle of friends and found that the patient meals that were distributed at regular times every day were exposed.
He didn't pretend not to go back to sleep. He just looked meek and typed slowly. He didn't sleep at all and was still in the hospital.
After sending this message, there was nothing more from the other end.
The curly-haired young man sat on the bed uneasily for a while, and finally decided to put a coat on himself.
He stood on the ground and put on his shoes. After opening the ward door, An Xiangwen was hit by the cool air outside. He took a few breaths and after confirming that no nurse came to stop him, he slipped out of the door.
There were fewer people in the hallways tonight than usual.
An Xiangwen roughly counted and found that half of the people were missing, and there were only three or two kittens waiting in the corridor.
With fewer people, there were naturally more blind spots for sight. An Xiangwen moved slightly and slipped out of people's sight.
He didn't run too far, sneaked to the stairwell where there were few people around, walked down half a floor and stood at the window on the stairwell landing, looking out at the scenery.
Different from the angle of view from the ward window, half of the stairs face the hospital door, and you can clearly see the occasional pedestrians passing by the door and the vehicles driving in.
"One ambulance... one taxi... two ambulances." The curly-haired young man moved his lips as if counting sheep.
Counting "sheep" as a method of inducing drowsiness was initially effective. An Xiangwen's eyelids began to fight up and down, and his head moved little by little.
"...private car...taxi...help...huh??"
As he was thinking about it, a dark shadow suddenly flashed across An Xiangwen's eyes.
The drowsiness that had just brewed was frightened away. The curly-haired young man even jumped a few centimeters on the spot. He took a half-step away from the window. After five seconds, he leaned back again after thinking.
"Look... you must have seen it wrong..." the curly-haired young man murmured, "Why are there black shadows outside the window this night... Even a cat can't climb up like this-"
An Xiangwen opened the window and stuck his head out. He turned his back and looked upwards. He could see a black figure with an unclear appearance clinging to the outer wall of the hospital building, and was still climbing up.
"...Haha, am I too sleepy?" The curly-haired young man laughed dryly and tried to retract his head. "I'm so sleepy that I'm hallucinating. I'd better go back to sleep..."
Before An Xiangwen finished speaking, an instruction came from behind.
"Get out of the way." The familiar voice was lowered by an octave, probably because shouting too loudly at night would disturb the people.
An Xiangwen hasn't withdrawn his head from the window, so his back is facing downstairs, which means that the direction of the order is also downstairs.
The curly-haired young man had no time to turn his head, so he could only subconsciously stand up straight...
"It hurts!" He miscalculated the height of the window frame, and An Xiangwen knocked his head firmly.
He covered his forehead and stumbled back dizzily. Just before he lost his footing and fell out of the window, he was pushed from behind.
The person who pushed him did not intend to save him, because the curly-haired young man heard a sentence: "It's in the way."
An Xiangwen: I'm really sorry for having such a big obstacle.
The curly-haired young man fell back according to the inertia. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face. The black eyes glanced at him lightly. He kept moving his hands and directly grabbed the edge of the window and turned it up.
"Get out of the way." With the second slightly disgusting words, An Xiangwen quickly missed him.
His head was still a little dizzy, and stars filled his eyes. The curly-haired young man held his head and looked into the black-haired young man's eyes.
"Bai...Brother Bai." An Xiangwen shouted softly, and then he was a little confused.
Why did Brother Bai climb up from downstairs outside the window? This is not the first or second floor, and Brother Bai has not tied a safety rope on his body.
The black-haired young man with his feet touching the ground rubbed his wrists and nodded in response to An Xiangwen's call.
Then the black-haired young man held the window frame with his whole body, as if he was about to flip out again.
"Wait a minute..." An Xiangwen hurriedly stopped him. At the same time, shouts came from downstairs outside the window.
"Hey! Why don't you jump out and say hello!" The male voice said angrily, "Are you trying to scare people to death? What if they fall!"
Good physical fitness does not mean that the hands and feet are flexible. Even if Xia Chengyin wants to climb over the wall outside the building, he has to think about the path, such as whether there is a place for him to grab his hands or step on his feet.
But what about Baisu? He jumped out without saying a word, without even leaving a word.
Also, how on earth did he see a figure on the outer wall?
The dark sky and lack of light are the best protection for figures unless they keep observing, but weren't they still talking about the auto repair shop before?
Faced with Xia Chengyin's question, Bai Su nodded, feeling perfunctory and not even bothering to fill in the acting elements.
"Isn't this something you can see with your eyes? I'm still facing the window." The black-haired young man ignored the obstruction of others, kicked his feet and stood on the window edge, "If you don't hurry up, that guy will disappear. "
Bai Su thought for a while and then added to himself: "That's someone I know."
"...You can't do random things to people you know, hey!!!"
The last word suddenly turned up the volume, startling the patrolling guard to shine his flashlight upward.
It showed the two people climbing up like spiders, and also showed the two people looking at each other up and down.
(End of chapter)
