The black-haired youth was lying on his back on the sofa in the living room.

He's been loving this pose lately.

The sofa in the living room was scrapped at the beginning of the month under the white dog Huo Huo, and Bai Su simply bought a softer one that could sink himself into it.

Man may not like to sit down, he is very fond of it.

With his head tilted up, his hands clasped on his abdomen, his eyes level, a stack of papers hanging in front of him, held by two white "palms", flipped through the pages as his master thought.

Bai Su is looking at the information of the original human parents.

The cold text records people's lives, old age, sickness and death, because it is only a report style for people to see, there is no embellishment of rhetoric and no superfluous descriptions, and everything is simplified to just record.

Human Bai Su's father is named Bai Hetong, and his mother's name is Tao Ya, the two of them have an ordinary upbringing, ordinary background, ordinary family, elementary school, junior high school, high school and college have not had much ups and downs.

Then they met at a sorority party in the name of a blind date after work, and the subsequent acquaintance and love were also logical, and then gave birth to their only child, Bai Su.

It's normal to record it so far, so mundane that it can be stuffed into a shredder and destroyed on the spot.

The transformation began when the human race was ten years old.

The two adults heard about a pyramid scheme organization from somewhere, and despite the dissuasion of their relatives, they resigned and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the cause of the pyramid scheme.

This MLM organization is called ...... Bai Su asked Bai to turn over the paper for him with the palm of his hand, and then handed it closer, but he really didn't understand what was drawn on the picture printed on the paper.

"No words?" Bai Su muttered.

There is no written record in the information, so it may be that this small MLM organization is not worth mentioning.

There are fewer and fewer normal accounts of the two adults, and they go to places that are not named on the map, and this goes on until the human Baisu graduates from junior high school.

Two adults died in an accident.

The report of the accident is also attached, but judging from the report records, it was a very ordinary accident.

At least judging by the police who went to the scene at the time, there were no strange forces behind the scenes.

Is that really the case? Bai Su commanded the white palm and pulled the color photo in front of him.

The resolution of the photo from nearly ten years ago is a bit low, but you can still glimpse a few spots of red left on the picture.

It's not like blood, but it's a ...... that accumulates and appears to be a little thick. Candle?

It was indeed a candle, and the cause of the accident was attributed to the fire.

Said that it was because the address of the previous pyramid scheme was discovered, so he changed the home of a member, this member has the habit of worshipping the faith, and many people panicked and knocked over the confession platform, and they didn't notice it for a while, and when they found out, it was too late to escape.

Is that really the case? Bai Su questioned for the second time.

He didn't really want to think, he just glanced at the few pictures he could see.

It may be that the special department has more authority, and there are all kinds of photos on this information sent to Bai Su, the scene and the deceased, but most of the deceased are charred and blackened, and they can't see who is who unless they are particularly indicated.

There were few signs of struggle, and the corpses burned to death in the room were almost always in a relaxed and natural state.

As if they were burned to death as they deserved to be burned and should not leave the fire.

The most evil thing in the whole accident was here, but the autopsy did not detect sleeping pills and other ingredients from the corpse, so I could only write other speculations.

You have to talk about cults...... Maybe it's the believer's house that worships.

A few pieces of paper turned to the end, and this is all the record about Bai Su's parents.

From birth to death, the life of a human being can be summed up in just a few pages.

Of course, if everything you do every day is written down in detail, it will take a lot of paper to write a record of life, even if you are a human with a lifespan of only 30 years.

After reading the materials like reading a leisure book, Bai Su's eyes closed, the white palm holding the paper was also released, and the scattered papers floated down one after another.

One covered the face of the black-haired youth, rising and falling with his breathing.

The black-haired young man seemed to have slept and rested, but the white dog next to him still had to work.

The curly-haired dog sitting in a circle of fill lights wonders, why is it here?

The camera is pointed at it, the microphone is also facing it, and the computer is placed on a table not far away, and with the vision of a white dog, it is natural to see what is being brushed in the open live broadcast room.

It's nothing more than a barrage that reprimands its body for using the dog to water the live broadcast duration, and the barrage asks if it's the wrong partition, and the rest of the barrage is frantically blowing the dog on behalf of the broadcast, hoping that the white dog will move a few more times, and they have a lot of interception pictures.

In the end, there was already some fanatical color between the barrage words, and the white dog was very proud.

It stood up, spun in place, and raised its head at the camera.

From beginning to end, the white dog has never shown its eyes, which has become one of the unsolved mysteries in the live broadcast room - what are the eyes of Xiaobai No. 2.

There is also an unsolved mystery is the gender of the white dog, knowing that the dog shows its belly and tail a lot of times, but no audience can judge whether it is male or female.

[Little White No. 2 is awesome-]

[Much more diligent than the owner of the live broadcast room.] ]

[Has anyone counted the duration of the broadcast?] I always feel that the anchor in the live broadcast room will be replaced if this happens. ]

[Wow, go and see the dynamics, the little white hair is dynamic!] ]

The person who was rumored to have a new news was still lying on the sofa taking a nap, and the paper on his face didn't move, and his doppelganger was still squatting in front of the camera, and after a few seconds, he lazily lay on the ground.

The audience went to the platform to take a look, and Bai Su's account did post a new news.

The dynamic explained the follow-up to the "bringing goods" live broadcast two days ago.

The special department really put together a house in the same villa area as the murder house to sell, and the address of Ming Huanghuang is hanging there, and you may be able to find relevant intermediary news if you search for it.

A few photos are attached below, and the decoration of the house is exactly the same as the picture taken in the live broadcast room, even if it is done in a hurry, you can sigh at the aftermath ability of human beings.

It's really good, I can give it a five-star review.

As for the other scenes in the live broadcast room, thanks to Bai Su's painting style that is incompatible with the other two humans, all the performances are understood as scripts.

The special department responded half-pushed, half-on-the-spot, and also found a little actor who looked like a bear child ghost and pushed it out.

Although some people asked if they were not allowed to broadcast this type of live broadcast, under the official privilege, these double-standard questions are nothing.

After the live broadcast room studied the sale of the house and forwarded it on Twitter, he pressed the forward button with the mentality of joining in the fun, and more people still wanted photos of white dogs.

Helplessly, no matter how much the barrage is posted, the owner of the live broadcast room can't see it.

[Xiaobai No. 2 seems to have touched the camera just now...... What is the sleeping head in the back? ]

[…… It's definitely a novice! I'm familiar with this black head. ]

[Pet broadcaster reported.] ]

[Is there a piece of paper on the ground?] ]

In addition to watching the dog in the live broadcast room, he worked hard to study the little scene that was revealed behind him, and finally Leeuwenhoek saw the paper, and the next step was to see what was written on the paper-

"Wang!" The white claws suddenly approached, and the camera instantly went black, "Wow!" ”

As soon as the question mark was brushed up, the camera was let go and the light returned.

The angle of the camera is pushed, and the huge dog's head is pressed against the camera.

Then, the camera moves again.

[…… Is this Xiaobai 2 adjusting the lens? ]

[Yes.] ]

[It's too smart, isn't it?] ]

[Don't delay your child's school, send Xiaobai No. 2 to study.] ]

I don't know that the barrage said that the words touched the white dog, and the white curly dog jumped back vigilantly, away from the screen.

It let the people in the live broadcast room see the changed picture clearly.

The white dog's pull kept away the few pieces of paper that were originally exposed in the live broadcast room, but the direction of its play was reversed, causing more papers to fall on the other side into the mirror.

The white dog was eerily silent.

Then it innocently stuck out its tongue and turned its back to prepare for a backward jump, jumping on the papers, and making a big fuss.

[Wait, Xiaobai is not on the couch.] ]

[Oh, there's no one on the couch.] ]

[Is the anchor finally going to get up and broadcast!] ]

A few seconds later, the jumping white dog was grabbed by the back of the neck and lifted into the air.

Then he approached the camera step by step with the curly-haired dog's hand, and the owner of the hand still had half a leg photographed, and an inaudible murmur "Why are you so stupid" floated over.

Finally, half of the face of the black-haired young man entered, his mouth opened and closed a few times, and he said ruthlessly: "Today's live broadcast is almost over, Bai ...... Xiaobai No. 2 is about to be broadcast. ”

The tone is lazy and unrefusal, and a barrage of words to keep is useless.

[Don't!] Xiaobai, look at what you broadcast in the live broadcast room today! ]

[I just had lunch, said good cooking, crossed out, and the dark cuisine live!] ]

[The rest of the time it's all dogs, and you don't have to pay your own salary, right?] ]

"Salary?" The male voice ends with a pick, "There is a buy for it...... Dog food, okay, turn off the live broadcast. ”

With the mouse in his hand, Bai Su returned all the software in three or two clicks, and returned the computer to a quiet place.

Some sounds came from behind, and when I looked back, the scene of the lively dog dismantling the house came into view, but the moment Bai Su turned around, the white dog instantly rolled all the crumbs into the stomach.

White curls swept over the furniture, wiping not only the confetti but also the dust.

White Dog, a qualified housekeeping tool dog.

"That's right." Bai Su squatted down behind his doppelganger again, and shook it by the neck, "I'll give you a mission." ”

The white curly dog looked back suspiciously: "Wang? "It's asking what else is going on.

On weekdays, you need to go out every once in a while to hunt for the supernatural, not to mention, because the form of the ontological person is too eye-catching, the animal will not be so eye-catching, and occasionally it has to help broadcast, and it can only take time to go to the park to play ball with people.

Why are you still alive now?

"That's ......" Bai Su ignored the protest of his doppelganger, pressed the head of the white dog, and pulled up a photo from his mobile phone, "Go find this person." ”

"She shouldn't have been discharged from the hospital yet, I'll look for her when she gets home."

On the screen of the mobile phone, the face of a human woman who was sent out of the murderous house.

- Awake, sitting on a hospital bed.

……

After leaving the human police station in the afternoon, Bai Su went to the hospital.

Coincidentally, this time the two humans were admitted to the same hospital where the ghost baby had appeared before.

It looks like it's the hospital that the human police department is working with.

Because he has been here three times, Bai Su is also quite familiar with the structure of the hospital, and when he found the nurse's station and asked for his name, it was easy to ask for the house number.

When he went upstairs, Bai Su collided with a man in a windbreaker who pushed the door out at the door of the ward.

The man in the trench coat was in a hurry, sighing as he walked, he pulled the door inward, and Bai Su pushed the door outside, and the two met their eyes.

"Ah, it's you." The man in the trench coat withdrew his hand that pushed the door and slapped his palm, "You're not that-"

The trench coat's words suddenly stopped, he realized something, and covered his mouth: "Oh, you can't say it, you should ...... me if you didn't see me"

"If you're talking about the arcade, I probably know." Bai Su raised the document bag in his hand and showed the man in the trench coat the logo on the shell.

The man in the trench coat glanced at him, first confused, and then suddenly realized: "You have the ability." ”

The man in the trench coat clenched his fist again and knocked on his palm, and then asked curiously, "Then do you remember?" ”

In response to the trench coat man's question, Bai Su paused for a moment and asked rhetorically, "What do you remember?" ”

The man in the trench coat immediately froze, shook his head, and continued to walk out, muttering in a low voice, "Sure enough, it doesn't work."

He staggered past Bai Su, looked at the file bag in Bai Su's hand before leaving, and told Bai Su what the human memories inside had been modified.

"You borrowed a house to shoot a written script, and before you wanted to earn some traffic, you didn't expect the tofu scum project of the borrowed house, and the house collapsed."

The synopsis is probably like this, and the rest of the content will be completed by the human brain itself.

Bai Su listened and nodded to indicate that he remembered.

However, the last time the murderous house was completely renovated was many years ago, and now it is said that the tofu slag project ...... This story is almost far-fetched from the panic he casually talked about in the live broadcast room.

Bai Su walked into the ward, and on the only bed in the ward, a stout man in a hospital gown was reclining there.

Hearing someone come in, the stout man looked to the door.

The moment he saw the comer, he trembled all over his body, and squeezed a smile out of his face: "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai." As soon as he finished shouting, he felt strange about his attitude.

Why should he be so respectful to this man, just because he saved himself?

A little confused, but the stout man still lowered his attitude from the heart.

Either way, it's always right to obey your subconscious.

Bai Su stood there, looking at the human with some novelty and the fear in his eyes disappeared, and said with great interest: "It turns out that I also belong to the clear part?" ”

"What?" The stout man only saw the black-haired young man's lips move a few times, but he didn't hear what the other party said.

"Nothing." Bai Su closed the door behind him.

He walked inside, stopping at the human bed.

During this time, he kept staring at the human race, and the stout man felt a chill down his spine, and asked uneasily, "Y-Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Bai Su didn't say a word, took out his mobile phone from his arms, and called up the interface of the payment code.

The stout man was stunned and stunned, as if he had just remembered something, oh twice, and hurriedly took back his mobile phone that was on the cabinet.

How much does it cost? …… Forget it, it's always right to give the big one.

Subconsciously, the stout man directly gave the maximum amount he could transfer.

Bai Su looked at the excess money, and then at the humans who didn't realize that they had given too much.

In a sense, human intuition can sometimes be useful.

Bai Su smiled, and then bent down at the human.

(End of chapter)