"It doesn't have to be blood...... Meat? Body tissues? Or something else? Bai Su clicked a few possibilities in a row, but the mud on the other side didn't react, "I don't have the ability to communicate......

The silt continued to repeat its previous operation, probably failing to do it in a few hits, and the angle at which it was bouncing became even more bizarre.

The black-haired youth stepped back again and again, stepping on the raised cardboard or box from time to time, not tripping over it, but the route of travel changed, and it was rubbed by the mud several times.

No matter how many times you rub it, the mud will not become white.

On the contrary, after Bai Su got tired of this kind of back and forth, he stretched out his hand forward.

He dragged the tail of the mud that should not have been captured, but the mud was still shuttling forward, and the two forces intersected, and finally the tail was broken.

The silt was forced to remain in the palm of Bai Su's palm, and the black mass was still flowing.

Perhaps realizing that he was being separated, the flowing part of Bai Su's hand suddenly contracted and then exploded, like an open cloth, to envelop the whole hand.

The idea of silt was wonderful, but it was quickly shattered by reality.

The male's hand pressed it.

With just one finger, the mud could no longer move, and something foreign was trapped in the black slime.

After that, the human hand ball is a ball, compressing the mud into a small ball, the size of a mochi snack that can be swallowed in one gulp.

Bai Su sniffed it, and after confirming that there was no disgusting smell in it, he opened his mouth, and the black ball was thrown upwards and fell straight into his mouth.

The sweetness of the red bean paste exploded in his mouth, and Bai Su felt that he could give this little dessert a four-point review.

A perfect score of five points, the difference is too little.

After Bai Su finished taking this bite, his eyes fell on the mud in front of him who was still trying to change.

The humanoid sludge shivered humanely, and the raised question mark on his face became more and more prominent.

The sludge didn't understand what was happening, and it didn't know what had happened to the part that had been disconnected from it.

That's a good thing.

Doesn't this mean that this mud will not escape?

After discovering that the mud that attacked people had a bit of a multiplicative characteristic, Bai Su had a plan brewing in his heart.

His house is quite big.

Although a noodle man has been released, it is not impossible to add mud to the beach.

The only thing to consider is whether there will be a conflict between the two in the same room, or will he go back and have another space? In terms of the size of the noodle man, it should be enough to give two square meters......

As I was imagining, the footsteps of someone in the distance were getting closer.

At first, Bai Su didn't care, most of the pedestrians passing by walked straight ahead, and few turned into the path he was on...... Ah, the newcomer is looking for a shortcut.

After only a moment's hesitation, the man walked in.

At the same time, the silt was lost.

The muddy figure that was standing in front of him one second left a black light on the retina, brushed the signboards of the surrounding storefronts, jumped to the roof and disappeared.

Leaving Bai Su standing there, still with a pestle in the middle of the road.

Because of his position, the passer-by who entered later asked suspiciously, "Excuse me, can you let me do it?" ”

The black-haired youth glanced backwards and submissively stepped aside.

The passer-by was furious by that look, and just when he was thinking about whether it was a wrong choice to take the trail, the passer-by passed by Bai Su, and nothing happened.

When passers-by walked away, they could hear him muttering, "What's wrong...... Station in the middle ...... ...... in the way"

The humans were quiet enough, but Bai Su could still hear it.

The second glance he gave to the passerby made the other quicken his pace, and fled away from the trail as if he were being chased by some evil beast.

Passers-by left, but the silt did not return.

It just so happened that some of the shops on both sides that were open at night had moved their door panels, and there were a few more people on the path.

Seeing that the mud would no longer appear, Bai Su continued to walk in the direction of home.

The black-haired young man thought regretfully as he walked, there was no need to make room at home, and the two rooms still belonged to the noodle people.

But what are the conditions for silt to appear and disappear?

Placing an ...... Plural, what's more?

After Bai Su returned home, he first attracted the community's concern and condolences.

He reacted and realized that the unknown staff member from the community was referring to Xiao Jiang's fall on his doorstep.

I heard that it was almost going to develop into a crime scene, but fortunately, Xiao Jiang woke up in time.

"He's here to deliver something to me...... Trouble. ”

"Don't bother, don't bother, that will Mr. Bai, your door is open, and it almost affected you." The staff who didn't know the face said, "Mr. Bai, your dog can still open the door, it's so smart." ”

Bai Su vaguely responded to this compliment, and he praised him anyway.

After exchanging two sentences, the community staff was sent away, and Bai Su closed the door.

He first went to the room where he was hidden for lunch, then looked at the length of the live broadcast room, and was satisfied to see that the two days of his absence had also increased.

Finally, I checked the memory of the white dog.

The exchange of memories took a few minutes, and when he opened his eyes on the couch, Bai Su fell into deep thought.

The symptoms of Xiao Jiang, a community worker, are a little familiar.

Compared to the human he observed last night, Bai Su believed that the two were in the same stage.

However, the white dog did not observe carefully, and the accuracy of this judgment is yet to be determined.

No matter how powerful Bai Su is, he can't find an unconfirmed truth in his memory.

As...... He sat there and thought about it, and finalized his itinerary for the next day.

……

An Xiangwen, Sangu Hospital.

The curly-haired young man sat in the ward with a heavy face, looking at the fruit basket on the cabinet.

"Actually, Brother Bai, with our relationship, we don't need to bring this kind of thing here."

"I bought it casually, it's not good to come empty-handed, can I eat an apple?"

"Yes, Brother Bai, you can eat it all."

An Xiangwen's treatment in this hospitalization has decreased compared with before, although he still doesn't have to pay the money himself, but there is no double ward.

After thinking about it, after studying the changes in treatment, the curly-haired young man came to a conclusion - because he didn't go to the hospital with Brother Bai.

No, weren't they all brothers and sisters the first few times? Why is he Brother Bai okay this time?

An Xiangwen slept in the hospital all night and didn't come up with a reason, and the next day he saw Bai Su who suddenly came to visit the patient, and he didn't see a reason.

The curly-haired young man thought that they were all in similar physical condition, but the hospital just felt that his mental state remained to be seen.

An Xiangwen thought so, and complained to Bai Su so quietly.

Due to the crowd in the ward, his voice was as loud as a mosquito.

Bai Su listened to An Xiangwen's words, threw the apple core in his hand into the trash, and wiped his hands clean with a napkin.

Rubbing the knuckles one by one, the wet paper was crumpled up and thrown into the trash.

Bai Su has seen other people who were brought back from the Tochuan company, not to mention that the spirit is good, there are some signs that he still wants to pay money.

How to persuade the police to be bored, they seem to have decided that they have not been deceived, a typical negative example.

Why didn't An Xiangwen react like this? Because of him?

Bai Su thought for a while, touched the side of the fruit basket, and found a booklet—the brochure of the Tuochuan Company that he had brought out.

He opened it and handed it to An Xiangwen, and then looked at the human being and indulged in it, not only wanting to take out his mobile phone, but also wanting to touch the bank card to make a transfer operation directly.

After reading it, Bai Su took the booklet.

The curly-haired young man's eyes were foggy, and when he woke up, he looked at the mobile phone in his hand in confusion, unable to remember what he had just planned to do.

Isn't that a reaction? It's just not as obvious as other humans.

"Hey, Brother Bai, what were we talking about just now?"

"I'm asking you about that little alley." Bai Su diverted from the original topic.

"Oh-oh-oh......" the curly-haired young man believed, "but there's nothing to talk about in that alley, as I said yesterday when I was surrounded by the police." ”

"Just walked in ordinarily, and was about to bend down to pick up the phone, when I caught a glimpse of something rushing over, it should be a cat."

"You were the only one in that alley at the time?"

"Yes, there are walls on both sides, so there are some garbage cans, and you can barely get through to the other end."

"You can see the end at a glance, I must have been the only one at the time, Brother Bai, why are you asking this?"

"Nothing." Bai Su blinked, handed over a pear and blocked the mouth of the curly-haired young man who still wanted to ask, "I heard someone in the corridor discussing it earlier, and I wanted to ask you too." ”

An Xiangwen was easily persuaded, and he nodded in agreement, saying that he had indeed been asked several times.

"They also came to ask me about the mutual aid society." The curly-haired young man touched his chin and said, "I've said everything I can, and the police seem to have rushed over quickly." ”

The place where the mutual aid meeting is held is to borrow a rented room, and a group of people sit around it and take turns to speak, and then have a free exchange.

Occasionally, there are a few other forms, but it's mostly the previous one.

It took a little time for the special department to find the person in charge to ask for the list, after all, it was a novel experience to be knocked on the door directly by the police at night.

The place where the mutual aid meeting was held was ordinary, and nothing was found, and the woman who was named and introduced to work was found to be a fake identity.

In this regard, the person in charge of the mutual aid association who was questioned was also distressed: "Who knew that she used a fake ID card...... I can't see this, the woman is quite rare, and she hasn't signed up for a long time. ”

At this point, the investigation is in a difficult situation, and at least the woman who introduced the job is difficult to find again.

But An Xiangwen didn't know about this, and Bai Su didn't know either.

The message of the two stayed at the people from the special department to ask for news, maybe Bai Su would know about it later, but he could also follow the handsome young man to investigate.

Before you go, you have to put on a show.

In the end, I still remember that I went to the archives to read the information yesterday with the permission of a human woman, and now Bai Su doesn't care if An Xiangwen can remember it or not, and pours everything he can say into the ears of the curly-haired young man.

His tone of voice was not flat, and his speed was so fast that it sounded like a mantra to human ears.

An Xiangwen: ......

An Xiangwen: "Stop, stop, stop, I can't remember Brother Bai!" ”

Bai Su didn't stop or care, and after reading to himself, he looked at the curly-haired young man leaning on the pillow with his eyes blank, his lips slightly open, as if he was confiding something.

The patient on the hospital bed on the side quietly cast his gaze, as if he saw a wisp of blue-white soul floating out of the mouth of the curly-haired young man.

Patient in the next bed: Do you need help ringing the bell here? Is it really going to be fine!

An Xiangwen leaned back for a while before sitting up again.

Bai Su asked calmly, "Remember?" ”

An Xiangwen had a bitter face: "I didn't remember ......"

Bai Su: "Remember?" ”

An Xiangwen: "...... Remember! ”

Bai Su stood up satisfied, cleaned up the things on the cabinet, and took out a plastic bag to pick and choose the fruits in the fruit basket.

An Xiangwen looked stupid on the side, and he asked suspiciously, "Brother Bai, ...... are you?" ”

Although he most likely only stayed in the hospital for two days and couldn't finish eating this bit of fruit, he originally thought that he would share a point with the patients in the same ward when he was discharged from the hospital, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

After Bai Su finished loading the fruit, he tied the plastic bag and said, "Visit the patient." ”

The curly-haired young man's more puzzled gaze was projected, and a sense of confusion arose, and there seemed to be a sour smell in the air.

An Xiangwen's gaze was a bit like complaining, accusing Bai Su of having other patients outside.

Bai Su understood and did not understand human emotions, and explained simply: "There is a community worker I know who also lives here." ”

With that, he left the ward under the reluctant gaze of the curly-haired youth.

"Next is ......" The black-haired young man stood in the hallway and took out his mobile phone, looking at the string of numbers on the note, "upstairs." ”

The height of the two-story building can be taken up the stairs, and after walking to the target floor, Bai Su found that there were a lot of humans in the inpatient area on this level.

…… There are even a few familiar faces.

The black-haired youth didn't know for a moment whether to move forward.

If he remembers correctly, the nurse was standing next to him, and he saw him in the police station yesterday, but yesterday this person was wearing a uniform, and today it is his own clothes.

It just so happened that the man turned his head and glanced around at the people around him.

The human's gaze had already skimmed over Bai Su's body, and after a few seconds, he noticed something and moved his gaze back.

Member of the Special Division: "Ah...... You're not—"

The name came to his lips but he didn't say it, and finally turned into a greeting "hello".

Bai Su also nodded at the person: "Do you want to register your name when you go in here?" ”

"Yes." The member of the special department who was questioned scratched his head, "Ordinary visits are needed, but those who come to work don't need it." ”

Bai Su, who came to mean the former, signed a letter and wrote the date according to the instructions, and then because of his own particularity, he was stopped by the humans who arrived in a hurry before he could reach the door of the ward he wanted to go to.

The policeman with an inch of hair didn't know where he came out, and stood in front of Bai Su with his hands ringed.

He didn't stop Bai Su from entering the door, but his eyes were a little strange.

If I had to describe it, I would have carved the words "why are you again" into my eyes.

- There are few things related to Baisu that are good things.

Xia Chengyin was deeply aware of this, and looked at the door of the ward on the side with some suspicion.

"You...... What is the relationship between the people inside and you? ”

"Generally known community workers." Bai Su tilted his head, "I always think that Officer Xia, you are thinking too much, and the one inside who entered the hospital has nothing to do with me." ”

He was just an ordinary citizen passing by.

(End of chapter)