"Miss Bai, help me." The little boy's mother had weakened her legs, and her father, who came in a hurry, saw Bai Cha and apologized to Bai Cha again and again.

"I'm sorry Miss Bai, the child's mother has lost her mind, I'll take her away first." The man said, pulling the little boy's mother back anxiously, slightly reproachful: "What is the use of you coming here to ask Miss Bai, first adjust the monitoring and alarm, and hurry up and let people help find the child."

The mother twisted her head, her eyes teary-eyed, Bai Cha didn't know if it was a woman's intuition, and the mother seemed to believe that she could help find the child.

Bai Cha's eyes were slightly downcast, and he stepped forward and pressed the mother's shoulder: "Sit down and talk about the situation."

"Uh, I'm sorry Miss Bai, we're really in a hurry to adjust the surveillance." The man said embarrassedly.

"I can't find it by the monitor." Bai Cha lightly tapped the tablet in his hand: "The current monitoring is not as imperfect as hundreds of years ago, the staff are professional, once a child is left alone or the original guardian around him is changed, he will directly check the guardian's information and notify him by phone."

The staff are watching 24 hours a day, in other words, since the staff staring at the monitoring did not call to notify the parents, it means that the monitoring has not found any clues at all.

Or rather, there is a problem with the monitoring itself.

Bai Cha lightly pressed the headphones, pressed the parents on the bench and said, "This matter is in my hands, tell me the details."

Listening to Bai Cha's determined tone, the parents looked at each other for a while, and it was the mother who opened her mouth first.

"That's right, you got the balloons back for our kids and left, and my husband remembered that he was so excited to see you on the news not long ago, so he lowered his head and looked for his phone to take a picture of you." The mother said in as calm a tone as she could, "There was a tightrope walking on the tightrope above our heads, and the little girl was doing a very difficult movement, and I was startled, and when I looked down, I saw that the child was gone."

"There weren't many people at the time, and it wasn't time for the night club. And the child was standing in the middle of us, and the two of us didn't feel anything at all, and the child was suddenly gone." Father added.

"You slapped me?" Bai Cha raised his eyebrows: "Show me the picture."

The father hurriedly took out his mobile phone and passed the picture in the mobile phone to Bai Cha.

The photo was taken well, just when Lucifer handed the sugar man to the white tea, Lucifer bowed slightly, his face was gentle, and his eyes were like the afterglow of the sunset, gentle and gentle sprinkled on the waves, all of which were scattered stars.

He handed the candy man to the girl in front of him, and even if it was just a photo, you could see his gentleness and caution.

And the white tea in the photo has a satisfied smile and a touch of warmth that has never been seen before.

The photos are good, but it's a pity that someone spoils the scenery.

"It's a lot of guts." The white tea lightly clicked on the photo, where the old man who blew the candy was collecting the stall, but his eyes fell on the direction of the clown not far away, and his eyes met, quite deliberately.

The old man's eyelids drooped and squeezed into a slit, just blocking the old man's eyes, no wonder Bai Cha didn't pay attention.

And this clown is very strange, the night show is not a clown stage, he should leave, but he has a tangled face, or timidity.

The father slapped it casually, and the two "backdrops" were a little blurry, but Bai Cha still gave a preliminary judgment.

[Miss Bai, I just checked the surveillance, and the surveillance seems to have dropped frames when the accident happened. 】

It was Gu Mingze's voice.

[Although the people in that area are looking up at the tightrope, the rate of their blinking and breathing is not the same as the previous frame.] 】

Bai Cha was a little surprised, he didn't expect Gu Mingze's combat power to be a scumbag, but the computer was so powerful, and his eyesight and brain were also quite good.

"Okay." Bai Cha nodded and looked at the man and woman in front of him: "I'll give you the contact information, don't mess around, I'll check this matter."

After speaking, he walked quickly to the monitoring room in this area.

Lucifer silently followed behind him, and could see that Bai Cha was already a little angry, this time

's action is indeed too big, knowing that the little boy has just had contact with white tea, it is difficult not to make people feel that this is a malicious provocation.

"Master, do you have a clue?" Lucifer asked.

"A little." Bai Cha's answer was a little reasonable, she was giving Gu Mingze an order: "Gu Mingze, give me the monitoring of the person who walked the tightrope."

[I'll look for it.] Gu Mingze replied

"Meng Qinghuan, seal the Sky Island, and at the same time ask Gong Yuechen to apply to his superiors for an emergency investigation order."

The surveillance was quickly turned over, and Bai Cha saw at first glance that something was wrong, this tightrope walker was wearing a doll dress with a white wig, and he looked very beautiful.

But where is it like the woman said she was a little girl? Obviously a young man.

"Master, do you suspect them of being a gang?" Lucifer also leaned over to look at the surveillance, "Could it be that this person is responsible for diverting everyone's attention?"

"Well, look here, a woman's legs are not the same as a man's legs, although this person's thin body proportions are very similar to a girl's, but it's obviously a man." Bai Cha pointed to the man and said, "Although the chest is padded, the head-to-shoulder ratio is slightly different from that of a woman, the man is longer above the waist than below the waist, while the woman is about the same length above the waist and below the waist."

"Moreover, judging from this person's muscles and knee-jerk reactions, these difficult movements are more like a specially trained special forces." Bai Cha frowned and said, "Judging from this person's body muscle reaction and eyes, at least this person has a lot of lives on his body."

Although this person has tried his best to hide it, he still sees it at a glance that white tea is not eaten for white rice.

Bai Cha said as he kicked open the door of a monitoring room.

The staff inside was suddenly taken aback, and before they could react, they heard that the monitoring in the house suddenly made a crackling sound of electric current, and it was completely scrapped.

The staff member was startled and fell backwards as if frightened, only to be restrained by Lucilaw's wrist just as she wanted to "accidentally" press her hand on the workbench.

"Please don't move, miss." Lucifer said as he crushed the pinhole recorder on the collar of the staff member's shirt and smiled politely, "If you want to destroy the evidence immediately, you will look down on us."

"Whew-"

The screen in the monitoring room took a moment, it was a little blurry, it seemed that something was wrong, and the next moment, Gu Mingze's voice came again.

[The copy is ready.] 】

At first, Gu Mingze was just linked to the monitoring of Sky Island.

Hack directly into the interior to do tricks and feet?

Let's not talk about whether he has the courage or not, he doesn't have the technology, forcibly copy all the surveillance, the movement is too big, and everyone thinks something is wrong.

But now that Baicha directly controls the staff, Gu Mingze hacked into this monitoring room for the first time and got the full version that he hadn't had time to eliminate.

"Alright, young lady, let's talk about us." Bai Cha shook the dagger in his hand and smiled a little cruelly: "How about playing a game."

As he spoke, Bai Cha turned sideways and made a gesture of please, making himself as polite as possible, but the words he said made people shudder.

"Because let's see how long you can hold up, please choose the most comfortable position, lying down, lying on your stomach, or on your side? It's all right." Bai Cha chuckled: "We are very humane, you can also choose a color torture instrument, how about the pink one?"

Humanized? What kind of humanization is this?

"Wait, wait a minute, I'm ......" The staff member wanted to say something, but his face changed and he quickly changed his words: "You can't use lynching!"

"Ahh

Before the words could be spoken, the woman had been pressed to the ground, and her little finger had been cut off. And the white tea is even more professional, took out a finger sleeve with wound medicine and put it directly on the woman's newly broken little finger, and burned this small section of the little finger into ashes.

Pity the so-called staff who almost fainted in pain, but when they looked up, they found that the white tea had even cleaned up the scene, and they suddenly felt heartbroken

chills.

She suddenly realized that even if she died, no one would find out.

A small cold hand was on her neck, like a cold snake sliding down her cheek, lifting her chin, giving her goosebumps and the murmur of demons in her ears.

"First question." Bai Cha kept adjusting his breathing, his fingertips sliding regularly across the staff member's cheeks and neck, "Who are you?"

"Minami, Minami Yuri." Nan Yuri trembled, and before she knew it, she was already in line with Bai Cha's breathing rate, and fear made her heart beat faster and faster, and she was a little dizzy when she was fast.

Bai Cha glanced at Nan Yuri's badge, which had two big words written on it: Gu Hong.

Obviously, this is a fake identity.

"A few people, a few dragons." Shirocha continued to ask, her fingers continuing to rhythm, stimulating Minami Yuri's nerves.

"Four, no dragons." Nanyuri gasped, "Without dragons, we are transformations."

Remodel?

Bai Cha was shocked, she didn't know about this experiment, this kind of experiment already belongs to the category of human experiments, how could there be no news?

"Whoever does it?" White Tea continued to ask.

"Light ......" Nan Yuri didn't finish speaking, suddenly screamed, curled up on the ground and hugged his head in pain, Bai Cha's eyes froze, and Nan Yuri fainted with a quick palm.

Light? There are really a lot of people with this word in the names of the three factions, but it's not too much, and it's a narrow range.

"Meng Qinghuan, how are you over there." White Tea pressed the headphones.

[Oh, I just grabbed that clown, and his mouth is quite hard. 】

Meng Qinghuan looked at the young man who had passed out in front of him with a little headache, and muttered in a low voice, "Why are the people I met so difficult?"

As he was talking, the clown suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Meng Qinghuan viciously, as if he was going to cut Meng Qinghuan with a thousand knives, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow~ Okay, it's still quite energetic." Meng Qinghuan tapped the earphones, as if he had heard something, and nodded in surprise: "Clown Xiansen's mouth is so hard, but your Xiao Nan's mouth is not very good, eh?" You want to add something about the four of you?"

As soon as the words fell, the clown's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Eh, what's your name? Xiaobei? Xiaodong? Konishi?" Meng Qinghuan tilted his head, looked at the reaction in the clown's eyes, and finally smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, Xiaoxiaobai, this clown's surname is Dongyi."

White Tea: "......"

This guy can't be normal, right?

Bai Cha was speechless, took out the tablet and entered the data again, but frowned the moment he saw the screen.

One two three four......

How come there are only four communicators?

"Dream Qinghuan?" Bai Cha suddenly became nervous.

[Little white? Dream Qinghuan is inexplicable.

"Gu Mingze?" White Tea asked again.

[I'm here. Gu Mingze didn't know what was going on.

"Vicissitudes?" The ominous premonition in Bai Cha's heart became stronger and stronger, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

[In. Cangliu's words were concise and to the point, and at the same time as Cangliu answered, the last red dot on the tablet also lit up twice.

Yunhe, there is no Yunhe's communicator!

"Cloud Crane?" Bai Cha stood up from the ground in an instant, and his face changed drastically: "Yunhe? Got a reply!"

There was silence, no movement.