Chapter 7 Repair Master

It was just getting dark.

After Bai Su calmed the audience, he began to look for a repair master.

There are several phone numbers in the human home that have a repair master, but after asking about the specific damage, the other party exclaimed, "Is this a beast?" and quoted a fairly high price.

Bai Su hesitated when he heard it, and he said that he wanted to think about it.

After hanging up the phone, he calculated frantically, and after calculating, he felt that it was a bit expensive.

In his struggle, he glanced at the note that had been placed aside.

The note given by the police was a string of phone numbers, and according to the inch-headed guy, this was also the phone number of the repair master, but it cooperated with the police.

Police...... Bai Su thought about it for a while, but decided to call and ask.

The phone was connected after a few clicks, and there was a rough male voice on the other end of the phone, and after Bai Su explained his intentions, he paused for a moment, and then gave a very low price.

It's ridiculously low, but Bai Su is shamefully moved.

After a short period of consideration, he decided to hire this master.

After expressing his desire to invite the other party, the repairman said OK, and he arrived on time at eight o'clock.

After that, Bai Su hung up the phone, and after hanging up, he always felt that he was missing something.

It wasn't until he was about to call the landlord that he didn't seem to have given his address.

Is the level of the master of police cooperation so high? Can you predict the residence of the prophet's client?

……

"Hey, yes, it's me, Grandma Wang, I'll tell you something."

A simple matter took more than ten minutes to explain the situation clearly in the ears of the elderly.

The old man surnamed Wang chattered for a long time, and finally got to the point: "Ahhh ”

"Okay, Grandma Wang, what time are you ......?"

Before Bai Su could finish asking, the old man behind his ear hung up the phone, leaving him to listen to the busy sound.

Bai Su shook his head.

Okay, he's going to have breakfast first.

Bai Su is not a very delicate person...... Monster, his requirements for food are ordinary and delicious, and he can fill his stomach.

In the kitchen refrigerator, which had never been affected by flooding, I took out a few bags of steamed buns and stuffed them into a steamer on the stove.

The process of waiting for the food to come out of the cage was long, and Bai Su, who had not slept all night, closed his eyes and took a few breaths.

At 7:50 in the morning, the repair master arrived at the downstairs of the Baisu community on time.

Forgetting to ask for the innocuous little question of address, he was going to throw it to the other colleagues to explain, anyway, he had cooperated with the police department.

Zhang Yeran, a subordinate employee of the new special department against the supernatural, has a flexible positioning, and he is what identity he needs to play in the department.

For example, today, he is Master Zhang, who can repair water pipes and build walls.

Master Zhang had already seen the photos of the scene, brought enough equipment and was ready to complete the work at one time, and if the black-haired youth asked, he would throw the pot to the other colleagues in the team.

Carrying a bulky bag upstairs, Zhang Yeran knocked at the door.

I heard a male voice inside answer, and immediately after waiting for footsteps, there would be footsteps gradually approaching.

When he opened the door, he first felt a breath of moisture, followed by the smell of food.

The black-haired young man who greeted him stood there, still holding a half-bitten bun in his mouth, apparently running to answer the door on the way to dinner.

Bai Su spoke vaguely, and swallowed the half of the food in his mouth before it gradually became clear: "Please come in...... Hmm, I'm sorry I'm recording a small video for fans, master, you can do whatever you want, the shoe cover is here. ”

Zhang Yeran, a real policeman and fake repairman, nodded and walked towards the bathroom without squinting.

Bai Su looked at the familiar appearance of the repair master, and felt more and more that it was something revealed by the police.

But is it permissible for the police to do this? Bai Su shook his head incomprehensibly, he still had a lot to learn after reading the rules of human beings.

Then he stopped paying attention to the repair master and continued to meet the fans' requests for him to show his face.

As soon as Zhang Yeran entered the bathroom, the value of the portable measuring instrument he carried with him rose sharply.

Sure enough, as several colleagues in the team said, there was a lot of gloom here.

Then he saw the panoramic view of the bathroom, and he couldn't help but twitch.

In terms of the level of destruction, what kind of supernatural war has happened has not yet been killed, it is a bit outrageous, he doesn't understand.

Spit and complain, he still has to do business.

I pretended to take out repair props, and I also brought tiles and other items from outside the door one by one.

After putting the tools in the bathroom for the last time, Zhang Yeran quietly looked outside.

The attention of the young man in the kitchen was not on him, the young man pointed his mobile phone at him, talking to himself, and from the perspective of the camera, he could not find the bathroom.

So, Zhang Yeran took out a few pieces of rune paper from his arms with the cover of his broad back.

Yes, rune paper.

It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, it's a good cat that can catch mice

In the same way, as long as the means of dealing with the supernatural are good, they don't mind being both scientific and superstitious.

Just like the rune paper he uses now, compared to electronic devices that are easy to detect, this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing can be discovered by no one except professionals.

Zhang Yeran bent down, stretched out his hand, and easily pasted the rune paper to the back of the tile to be rebuilt.

Over time, these pieces of rune paper will gradually absorb the surrounding yin qi, and if the flow of Bloody Mary goes and returns, this rune paper can also spontaneously combust to remind them.

The operation of the bathtub is the same, he touched the bottom of the bathtub, found a place in the inside, and pasted it in a corner that ordinary people can't reach in their daily lives.

He was so serious that he startled him when a sudden noise came from behind him.

"Does the master eat steamed buns?"

As a police officer, Zhang Yeran reacted quickly, he turned around sharply and found that it was a black-haired young man who poked his head in from outside, and the bag in his hand contained food.

The questions are very ordinary, and the movements are very ordinary, but there is no sound when he walks.

Even if he is distracted, he will not ignore the movements of the outside world.

It's weird.

Zhang Yeran's expression changed, and finally shook his head: "No need, I've had breakfast." ”

Bai Su nodded: "Oh good." ”

He didn't do much reluctantly, just withdrew his hand and put the bun into his mouth.

At this time, he recorded a small video of breakfast and posted it on the live broadcast platform, and the video of showing his face reassured fans a lot, and after interacting with a few comments, he was free.

So he stood at the door of the bathroom and watched the repair work curiously.

I don't know if it was because he was watching, but the repairman's movements stiffened a little, and he dropped a tool on the ground in the middle, and almost knocked down the tiles that had been erected on one side.

There were many mistakes, and the repair master turned his head to him with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bai, I'm not used to having people watching from behind, can I ask you to ......?" ”

Bai Su didn't think much about it, said hello and walked back.

Back in the living room, he was still thinking about whether to steam today's seventh drawer of steamed buns, or change the taste and eat something else, when there was a knock on the door again.

"Knock knock."

"Here we are."

This time I opened the door, and there were an old man and a young man standing outside the door.

An elderly woman wearing reading glasses and crutches, and a beautiful girl beside her who supported her.

The black and straight girl met the white su, and then a bright smile bloomed.

She said, "Hello, Xiaobai. ”