Tyrant 009
Su Que followed 009 up the stairs at the end of the hall, where there was a deep, dark and terrible night mixed with dead silence filling the air, which inexplicably made people feel flustered and short of breath.
If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't in a normal state now, she would probably be panicking, but 009 didn't seem to have so many emotions, his steps up the stairs were light and steady, he could barely hear the footsteps, his face was also calm, and his eyes glowing with a faint purple light were looking around vigilantly.
009 in the soul state is his original appearance, not the legendary greasy uncle, but an ordinary boy of twenty-one and twelve, tall, seems to be a bit of mixed blood, and his facial features look three-dimensional and deep, which is a typical difference between the inside and the outside - just looking at the face is not lethal, but in fact he is a cunning person.
Su Que floated on top of 009's head, his face facing downward, watching from an excellent God's perspective to see how he used his talents to the fullest.
The stairs spiraled up and were very long, and Su Que quietly followed 009 without knowing how many turns and how many stairs he crossed before he really reached the floor of his private residence.
The thick darkness was like a net, covering everything on the floor, and even though it was at the entrance of the building, it could not even peep into the table and chair in the room.
There are too many unknown things that cannot be controlled, and there is a greater possibility of changes in actions.
Su Que thought of this, and 009, whose natural level was not up to her, did not ignore it.
He slowly stepped up the last step, but suddenly leaned against the nearest wall and carefully stopped his steps at the entrance of the building.
Su Que watched thoughtfully as he fumbled for a small camera-like thing from his coat pocket, then turned up the camera and cautiously protruded it from the wall, revealing only a small piece of the metal edge.
Only heard a slight "click" of the shutter, he quickly retracted the camera and looked at the display, Su Que slowly leaned closer to him and looked at the screen together.
The screen that appeared bright in the darkness showed a picture of the house, but in the camera the darkness was erased, everything in the room was exposed to the camera, and it was very clear, and there were a few red points of light flashing on the snow-white ceiling - something like surveillance.
009 squinted, put the camera back in his pocket, pulled out a black metal object from his pants pocket, and crouched down to stick it to the hidden place at the base of the wall, the thick night provided it with a protective film, the outer edge of the metal was inconspicuous in the darkness.
After doing this, 009 swaggered into the house according to the instructions of the photo, bypassing the couch and coffee table in the way, and walked directly to the staircase leading to the second floor of the residence, where Granny Dai lived.
Su Que followed behind him, looked at 009's well-prepared props with mixed feelings, and finally understood why there were so many cunning people, so 009 could be honored as a conspirator-
Dare to love is broad, and the invulnerable iron bucket can also use money to smash a way to trick.
It seems that the ferryman is also a lot of oil and water.
Sue. Really poor. Que looked at 009's pocket like Doraemon with envy, and silently followed his footsteps - if it was good this time, she would definitely grab it with 009.
The stairs to the second floor were not long, Su Que flew up to the second floor as soon as she floated, and 009 slowly went upstairs behind her, and from Su Que's perspective, he could only see his black cap dangling as he walked.
There are two rooms on the second floor, but only one is locked, and it looks like Granny Dai's bedroom.
009 took out the wire from his pocket again, so he carefully pried open the door to Granny Dai's room, and there was no sound in the whole process.
He didn't rush in, but squatted at the door first, opened the door slightly, took a photo of it with the camera, and after getting familiar with the terrain and what he was going to get, he slowly straightened his clothes and prepared for action.
There was silence all around, a dark fog enveloping all around, save for the loud snoring of the room and the faint breathing of 009.
He slowly cracked the door wider, and took out the [Sleeping Beauty] blessing tool from his pocket, which was a finger-thick bamboo tube, and when he removed the cork, it emitted green smoke.
He lowered the mouth of the bamboo pipe towards the door, and the curling smoke spread into the room, gradually merging with the air, and the snoring became louder and louder as time passed.
He weighed that the time was almost there, so he put away the [Sleeping Beauty], covered his nose with the white cloth that blindfolded him, and opened the crack in the door completely.
The room was very messy, the tables and chairs were messed up, a large bed took up a third of the place, a curtain tightly blocked the bed, and there was something like a flesh-colored blanket on the chair.
009 had decided on the subject in advance, and almost as soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the table, where there was a box of half-used chalk, and the colorful chalk was lying in the soft and collapsed cardboard box, in all colors.
He glanced at the chalk in the box, took the black and white sticks, and withdrew from the room without hesitation, as if he had come to this time to get the two chalks.
Su Que watched in a daze as 009 quickly hid the traces of his coming, and then walked back from the gate decisively.
She was lost in deep thought.
According to her rich experience in seeing people, 009 is the kind of scheming and smart person, she doesn't believe that he suddenly became interested in stealing chalk as soon as his head twitched today, and the biggest possibility is that the chalk itself is different.
Su Que vaguely remembered that when she went to the miscellaneous department to report, that formation seemed to be drawn with this kind of chalk.
And so on...... Is it possible......
Her mind suddenly turned, and she suddenly realized something, and she was not sure - after all, it was too early to rely on a formation to show that chalk was that function.
She shook her head and put the matter aside for now.
Su Que did not follow 009 out of the room, but continued to float on the ceiling with his invincible virtual body, leaning his body against the plaster wall.
She set her eyes on the bed covered by the curtains, and suddenly wondered what Granny Dai really was.
It's not for nothing, it's better prepared to get out of here.
Granny Dai was still sleeping very deeply under the effect of [Sleeping Beauty], but the virtual body could ignore its effect, Su Que slowly passed her body through the curtain, but saw a scene that surprised her.
Granny Dai was not a terrible monster, but a little girl, she curled up with the bear in her arms, and lay on the bed and slept very deeply.
But she soon found the clue.
Because she saw with sharp eyes, there was a seam on her body that was stitched with white thread—
It's like a monster in human skin.