Everything is evidenced by surveillance.
The human opposite waved his hand again, and the hand holding the rope was about to slip.
"Hurry! I can't catch you!" shouted the familiar human. "Although we can wait for the next wave, it's better to deal with it now... shoot, my friend!"
The human voice is high-pitched. Fortunately, no one lives on this floor, otherwise it would definitely disturb the people.
Hearing this, Bai Su raised his hand, turned on the safety, and put his index finger on the trigger.
Under the expectant gaze of humans, he pointed his gun at the figure who was pulled from the ceiling to the ground, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly moved away.
Familiar team member:?
Bai Su was thinking that if he was 100% missing, then it would be better if he... turned his gun and aimed steadily at the Jilaisu team member on the side.
Familiar team member:? ?
Jilaishu team member: "Wait! Don't aim at me!"
The panicked protest sounded almost at the same time as the gunshots. Just when the team member was about to escape, a silent command suddenly came from the headset, telling him not to move.
The thought of hiding was intertwined with the instructions from above, and in the end the team member chose to believe the latter.
The human stopped his movement to the right, forced himself to stay in place, and used his extra strength to press on the rope, trying to drag the figure to the ground a little longer.
Bullets flew out with the sound of gunshots.
It was clearly aimed at the trigger pulled by a human, but the bullet did not fly towards the target the gun was aimed at. The bullet drew an incomprehensible arc, completely deviating from such a large target as a human being, and it was still turning. Then he rushed towards the figure on the side.
Human Pupil Earthquake: Huh? Why did you turn a corner?
Thinking that the existing physical knowledge could not explain what they were seeing, and because they were engaged in a special industry, the familiar team members quickly found reasons for the bullets to turn.
It must be the effect of the opponent's special ability.
The bullet turned a corner but still missed the figure. The bullet missed the rope with poor accuracy and broke half of the rope. This also allowed the figure to seize the opportunity and break free several times.
As soon as the shooter let go, the gun dropped and was thrown forward.
The team member whose life was no longer in danger was not angry or angry. He caught the weapon, rubbed his head and stood up. He put away the rope with some regret: "Ah, I was escaped... But this friend, you can let me The ability of bullets to turn is very cool! What is the principle? Physical rules? Gravity? Or just ordinary control..."
When the human's mouth opened and never stopped, it continued to chase the figure while chanting for a long time, and finally showed a look asking for answers.
Both Bai Su and the person on the other side of the headset heard what he said, and the latter chuckled. Although the pop was very light, people wearing headphones could hear it, and Bai Su had excellent hearing.
The black-haired young man raised his lips with a half-smile, denying the human suspicion: "No."
Just as the team member who was familiar with the situation was about to ask further questions, a sound-like explanation came from the earphones in time.
After hearing this, the team member's expression became strange. He slowed down and fell behind. He covered his mouth and replied in a low voice: "You can work this way...Eh...oh, can it really have such an effect? This is really not the case." A unique talent?”
The voice was lowered but it seemed as if it was not lowered at all. In the second half of the sentence, the pitch rose again.
Bai Su glanced back and immediately suppressed his desire to complain when he saw the human being.
Zilaisu's teammate made a zipper gesture with his mouth, and then quickly ran forward, continuing to chase the black shadow.
"So, where was he transferred?"
"Ah? Oh... you ask the patient." The team member from Zilaishu recalled, "The top floors have been emptied and separated from the bottom. It should be either on the top floor or the next floor. Specifically, the only responsible person is where people know.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure had already rushed to the stairwell and jumped down along the narrow gap between the handrails.
The answer was given, and the patient was moved to the lower level.
The downstairs has been cleared, and the entire floor is empty except for necessary personnel, and the special department has also set up a dragnet at the figure's destination.
They already know what the figure is going to do. If another figure breaks in or escapes, their special department will be disbanded.
Bai Su watched the human beings cooperate tacitly from a distance. Maybe his personal abilities were not enough, but with planned cooperation, he quickly suppressed the human figure to the ground.
The net-like fabric is fastened to the ground, pressing the figure there obediently. As long as the figure does not turn into liquid and melt out, it cannot escape.
Assuming it really will liquefy, the special department has also prepared backup plans.
The figure with a human face was twisting wildly on the ground. It was even more violent than the one Bai Su had met before. During its struggle, it knocked several holes in the tiles on the ground.
There was a human on the side holding a notebook and writing rapidly. Bai Su walked over and took a look. The man in a white coat was recording various characteristics of the figure.
"Speak? You can speak, but you don't seem to be very fluent. Why?"
"The force is a bit strong. Will it create a hole with just one hit?"
"Wait... doesn't he know anyone?"
A series of questions and opinions came out. Bai Su happened to walk outside the crowd, and the figure that was twitching on the ground suddenly raised its head.
The figure's chin was raised high, his gaze crossed the crowd, and he faced Bai Su accurately.
The eyes that had been emotionless just now suddenly became clear. The figure shook his head and asked in confusion: "Mr. Bai? Where am I?"
Its eyes were fixed on Bai Su, and it seemed to have the urge to crawl out from where it was trapped. Moreover, its speech became smoother and more natural, and there was no trace of the stumbling when it was first suppressed.
"Mr. Bai, I remember that I seemed to have collapsed in front of your house before." The figure repeated the human memory, and its expression became more and more vivid. "Then I was sent to the hospital, and now this is...?"
Members of the special department had already made way for Bai Su.
The doctor or researcher in a white coat who was in charge of recording his eyes lit up and made several gestures.
Bai Su didn't understand it, but that didn't stop him from understanding that humans might want him to communicate with this person on the ground.
As luck would have it, Bai Su and community worker Xiao Jiang are the ones who can talk to each other.
If anyone else was in front of the figure, they would just scream without complete sentences.
The black-haired young man thought for a while and squatted down.
He squatted in front of the figure and met the other person's raised gaze, but did not speak.
The immersive performance of the figure continues, and it tells some things that only community worker Xiao Jiang has ever experienced with Bai Su in daily interactions: "...Is there some misunderstanding? What disease did I have to be treated like this? ?"
Bai Su just looked at it.
"...There must be a mistake somewhere, haha...let me go quickly..."
"Mr. Bai, it feels so uncomfortable to lie on the ground like this..."
"Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai——"
As he read and recited, the tone and tone of the community worker Xiao Jiang that the figure deliberately imitated gradually changed, no longer the energetic and lively appearance of a human being.
His eyes also changed, and his resentful and sinister emotions were fully revealed.
"Why don't you talk! Why don't you help me...Aren't we, aren't we friends?"
Whether he can help or not is another matter. Bai Su is more curious about his position in the hearts of community workers.
The figure should have all the memories of the human being whose face was copied, and the daily details he described were completely consistent with what happened in Bai Su's memory.
As for friends, in a broad sense they are, but not particularly close.
Bai Su remained silent, while the man in the white coat beside him became a little anxious.
As a half-researcher, there are many things that White Coat wants to record.
There are very few samples of doppelgängers. Now that we have finally caught a ghost who has not completely transformed and met an acquaintance, we have to take a closer look.
Realizing that the gestures were ineffective, the man in the white coat said, "You... you have a word with him... I'm so anxious."
"What are you talking about?" A male voice came from behind, and Xia Chengyin finally arrived at the top.
The short-haired police officer walked into the encirclement. As soon as he came into the sight of the figure, the figure immediately changed its appearance.
It has once again returned to its previous docility and health. Except for the blush caused by being pressed for a long time, its aura reproduces the slight morbidity of humans. It is no different from ordinary people.
"Officer Xia?" A joyful expression appeared on the figure's face, "Officer Xia, you are here too, please help me explain."
"They must have... arrested the wrong person, right? I'm still sick, and I didn't do anything."
"Officer Xia...Officer Xia!"
In the figure's memory, Xia Chengyin, who had an intersection with community worker Xiao Jiang, was a film policeman, and all its dialogues were based on that memory.
The figure asked for help from the short-haired police officer, asking the kind-hearted policeman who had already left their area to help him.
Xia Chengyin also made no move. He looked at Bai Su and then at the white coat beside him: "This is it?"
The white coat quickly replied: "In the previous stage before the conversion was completed, it should only be able to interact with the original intersection objects in the memory."
As the figure spoke, he found that there was still no reply and no one came to let it go. He lowered his head and hit the ground heavily.
It had the face of staff member Xiao Jiang, with raised eyes, looking at everyone gloomily.
It expresses a meaning that it is not intended to be performed again.
All the previous performances seemed to be performed for a blind man, and the face of the figure pressed to the ground began to flicker vaguely.
Melting, the figure is melting.
Everyone gathered in the corridor could see that the figure's detailed facial features were like an oil painting that had been watered down. The paint sank, and several groups of colors were mixed together. The bright colors immediately seemed to be immersed in turbidity.
Dye all the colors together and you'll end up with black.
The human figure captured by the fabric of the net shook violently. The clothes adhered to the skin in the blink of an eye, and soon melted into a black mass, reduced in volume, and leaked out from the gaps in the net.
It was the first time that human beings witnessed the scene of the same kind of appearance melting. Some people were so shocked that they made no move.
Those people were immediately pulled away by their companions who reacted, and then the people surrounding them threw several small balls from several angles.
The familiar little ball melted when it landed on the liquid that had completely melted into black sludge. What appeared this time was not beige dust, but silver liquid. The skyrocketing silver enveloped the entire black mass in the blink of an eye.
Bai Su, who was also pulled back, moved away from the corner of the corridor. His pupils opened slightly, watching the silver and black wrestling with each other. From time to time, the sharp angles protruding from the corners showed the fierceness of the battle.
Bai Su asked curiously: "What is that?"
It doesn't look like an ordinary item. It has an edible smell, but it's very light.
Xia Chengyin touched his pocket and took out a piece of paper with something written on it. He read it and said: "The research department based it on the last... Oh, you went to the last investigation too? Anyway, it was improved based on the stagnant dust that was useless last time." For a moment.”
It was quite long to explain in detail, and the person who wrote the note probably found it troublesome, so he simply said that it was designed for the characteristics of liquids.
"References were made to magnets, mercury and supernatural items B045... Where do these go?" Except for the people in the research department, probably no one could memorize the items about supernatural items. Xia Chengyin quickly skipped them and read, "This is the only one." I hope to bring back real samples..."
There was a small logo in the bottom corner. Xia Chengyin's eyes twitched and he immediately recognized that it was made by a colleague in the research department.
The purpose of the other party writing this note was to hope that the colleague who was on a mission to capture the supernatural could secretly give it to the other party so that he could do research in private.
It's a pity that this person met Xia Chengyin.
It's not that Xia Chengyin is upright, this word is completely opposite to him, but Xia Chengyin is used to acting according to his mood.
For example, now that he felt that the people in the research department were annoying, he decided to hand over all the collected black sludge in accordance with the rules.
"Supernatural item B045?" Bai Su narrowed his eyes and repeated, "I remember it was... a mucus that is insoluble in water and has a high density? It seems that if you throw the liquid in, it will be swallowed up."
After hearing this, Xia Chengyin looked up from the note and said with some surprise: "You actually remember? You happened to see it?"
The entries for supernatural items are long and stinky. As I said before, few people except those who specialize in research will memorize them.
"Ah." The black-haired young man paused and nodded, "When you went to borrow equipment that day, I looked around there when I had nothing to do."
This sentence is a lie.
Police Officer Cuntou obviously didn't remember the whole meeting underground that day. They met halfway. Maybe Gao Tianyi would remember whether Bai Su had done this, but Xia Chengyin didn't have time to verify it at the moment.
He nodded as if in response, and then looked forward.
The competition between the two liquids seemed to be coming to an end.
The black sludge spiraled upwards and twisted into a spiral shape, while the silver liquid tried its best to wrap around the sludge and condensed into a thin shell with a metallic luster.
There were jagged prismatic spikes on the shell, and on the top there was a small lump of mud that had not completely solidified squirming there.
Finally, it lowered its "neck" like a swan that had its neck cut off.
To be precise, it had its tail docked.
After discarding the trapped part, the broken part rolled off the spike mountain, slid to the ground and twitched twice.
Bai Su looked familiar to that small piece.
Isn't this... isn't this the piece in the small bottle Qiao Jiang gave him?
Pumping and energetic.
(End of chapter)
