An hour later, Yu Bai came to Shangcheng District, the political and economic center of Hangzhou, and it was getting late, but it did not prevent him from taking advantage of today's heat to get everything done.

The first one, he wondered if this world was really his original world, this kind of thing was no more reliable than looking at the most formal and official government documents, and the second was to check whether the invasion of the evil god remnant soul had formed a climate, although the time was extremely short, but the ability of the remnant soul to face the seemingly strict modern organization, but it was like a sieve to invade at will, and the third was also after UI, which was to get the identity certificate by the way.

These are one of the main purposes of Yu Bai's evening.

Although with his ability, even if he doesn't do anything, he can be safe, but in the future, he will always have to seek convenience.

It's just that he didn't finish his words, and handling documents is only a part. And then this "handling" needs to be flexible, you know.

Yu Bai looked at the administrative building that was still busy in and out of a street, even at night, and said to himself: "It seems that the affairs of the exhibition hall are quite anxious...... That's more convenient, let's get started. ”

He found a department sign, and after confirming it, he casually patted the shoulder of a man who had just walked out, "Excuse me, are you the chief of the Maori section?" ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was wearing a work card, carrying a document, looking at the person, and said in confusion, "I am, what are you doing?" ”

"Can we go have a cup of coffee and talk?" Yu Bai said with a smile.

"Coffee? You're pointing in the alley, right? Who are you? We don't know each other, and I don't remember anyone to make an appointment with, so I'm going to ...... security like that."

Suddenly, the Maori who spoke stumbled, his eyes fell into confusion, and then returned to normal, but there was no clarity in his pupils.

"Okay, I remember, let's go." The Maori tone is very different and authentic.

Walking into the deep alley where no one was around, Yu Bai took away the work card and said jokingly: "I suddenly feel that your name matches quite well." ”

Without waiting for the other party to speak, snapped, he snapped his fingers, and if there was one more word, it would make Mao Lilang's man fall into a deep sleep.

When he returned to the office building, Section Chief Mao, who had entered by swiping the sign, had already been replaced.

……

The process of "handling" was much smoother than Yu Bai imagined.

Relying on small spells, such as doppelgangers, transformations, and illusions, these little tricks for him, combined with the space that may be used in some locations, Yu Bai is unimpeded in the government office.

Before the action, Yu Bai had an attitude of not despising or relaxing, and also made a few records to prevent accidents, but obviously he still underestimated the role that extraordinary power can play in the world. It's not that modern technology is not powerful, but the monitoring door lock or computer password is aimed at ordinary people, and in front of cultivators, there is no mental calculation, probably even a monk in the Qi refining period can do whatever he wants.

If you look at it this way, his dignified ancestor is very hands-on and diligent and down-to-earth.

Yu Bai went in and out of various departments, constantly changing people, exchanging things, and hypnotizing...... Relying on cheating, the civil servants also handled his "application" very efficiently, and in addition to the function of the political center in Shangcheng District, the headquarters of many famous companies are also located in the district, so he can be wiped out in one go.

A few hours later, Yu Bai was in good hands and returned to the street, carrying a brand-new ID card, driver's license, passport, and insurance in his pocket...... and other kinds of documents are complete, and the procedures are legal, there are no flaws, and from this moment on, he is completely no different from the locals.

"Then the next step is to investigate."

……

Police station, a surveillance room.

Yu Bai leaned back in the swivel chair, and all the images he and Jiang Ke had appeared in so far were playing on the screen.

The officer on duty lay on the table next to him, snoring loudly, as if he couldn't wake up, and turned a blind eye to the intruder who was close at hand. This is a sub-room, there is a lot of monitoring in Hangzhou, the number of cameras added up is obviously not a room that can be accommodated, Yu Bai did not go to the main monitoring room of the headquarters, it is difficult to operate when there are many people, and there is a risk; Second, the picture he wants to watch doesn't need to be of such a high level.

Dozens of monitors hung on the opposite wall, Yu Bai pressed the computer in front of him twice, and as he adjusted, a familiar scene appeared on the screen, in a dilapidated old-fashioned community, people came and went, and he also saw himself and Ms. Jiang Ke, talking and standing on both sides of the intersection.

Drag the mouse to change the time, location, street, intersection, corner, and the monitor on the wall to start playing back all the images.

Yu Bai didn't intend to let go of a corner, he browsed with a spiritual power far beyond ordinary people, and his main attention was to see if outsiders would notice anything unusual.

No way, who called Ms. Jiang so timid.

Turning off the fast-forward picture and returning the monitoring room to its original state, Yu Bai rubbed his temples, taking care of dozens of objects at the same time, it didn't consume much for him, that is, he had to save some spiritual power.

It seems that the invasion of the remnant soul of the evil god only exists in the corner of the underground world of Hangzhou, and Yu Bai has no special emotions.

Yu, who was shuttling among the bustling civil servants and office workers, went on to go to other government departments, as well as some civil society organizations, such as newspapers. He wants to collect evidence through all aspects of society, and the forms of "evidence" here are diverse, from paper documents to film and television materials, Yu Bai can become anyone or induce others to come into contact with what he wants to know or what he wants to hear.

His investigation is so unpretentious and boring, the only interesting thing in the monotonous process is that when he walked into an archive room, he accidentally bumped into two bold civil servants who were doing something unsightly, and in a hurry, he had to cut and faint with a knife in one hand, and by the way, he took the money in his wallet as hush money in the clothes and items that were thrown on the ground, presumably making such a mistake, they would be too guilty to mention it to outsiders.

At the same time, according to this line of thinking, the investigation is very simple, it is true, he even passed by a conference room, heard that the staff was talking about the reception of the leaders of the meeting later, and couldn't help but have an idea, and after a while, a group of high-ranking officials in suits and leather shoes came in a hurry, and then came out in a hurry, he had already mixed in, and stood in the nearest position of the leader, and ran for fifteen minutes.

As the sun fell, Yu Bai took off his suit, threw some miscellaneous disguises into the trash, and returned to the street.

"There's no sign at all."

He said, but there was no reassuring expression on his face.

Yu Bai stretched.

"Let's go back."

Staring at the clear moon, Yu Bai was pushed by the flow of people at night, and walked into the crowded subway and roared away.

……

When he arrived at the old community that was more than 30 kilometers away from the city center, the three names of "Senrenli" on the wall at the door were all white and vaguely illegible, Yu Bai could already feel the breath of a girl on the sixth floor of Unit 2 of Building 1, he smiled, and only sat down on an open-air bench in the inner corner of the community.

He sat on the rough wooden bench, listening to the girl's annoyed muttering, the first floor and the front yard were quiet, and soon there was a mess of new sounds, the tenants who came back one after another, the kittens who climbed the wall and passed by, the footsteps of the corridor, the sound of clothes and plastic bags rubbing against each other......

At first, he wondered if there was anything missing from what he had gained today, but after getting the same result, he put his mind at ease, listened quietly, and felt it.

He took a little bit of the flowers and plants on the side of the road, and the frost of the cold night as a drink, and then continued to close his eyes and listen to everything in the world, like an old monk meditating. The wind and grass of the community flow like a river in perception.

He listened, felt, slowly adjusted his breathing, and before he knew it, he had merged into the fireworks of this world.

He's also waiting.

The sky overhead gradually darkened to a deep one.

There was no other illumination, the light was very dim, and the street lights and night reflected in the air fell on the benches, as if blessed with a hazy filter.

Late at night, Yu Bai quietly opened his eyes.

He's going to solve the trouble of the evil god remnant of the "old man", the zombie mother.

Now that you have found it and dared to expose it in front of him, then cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and teach these little monsters who have not seen the market a lesson.

……

The dark clouds seemed to be gone, the night sky was cloudless, the moon hung high like a silver platter, reflecting a few light feathery clouds in the corners, and after a long evening, the cold moonlight shone the river that bent in the hole in the bridge of the house.

Yu Bai didn't have time to enjoy the night view of Hangzhou.

He used his mobile phone to confirm that the navigation address was not wrong, and looked at the time by the way.

He's catching up with the last one.

The moonlight poured silently on the walls and debris beside the road, and a thin blue mist floated in a small river in the field, which seemed to be washed in cow's milk, and the scenery could not help but remind people of a certain text in elementary school, and it seemed that the talents of literati could be connected anywhere.

Yu Bai gradually walked to the outskirts of the city.

The surrounding people began to be quiet, and the lights along the way from the city seemed to continue to weaken the filter, and the slowly dimming night road made people feel better.

The second alley at No. 4 Mingzhou Street is where the mark finally stopped.

I don't quite understand why I chose to be so far away, Yu Bai was a little tired carrying a prepared sack.

The moonlight of Lang Zhao distinguished the house number of the narrow lane of the alley for him, and Yu Bai found the intersection of the alley.

Before stepping in, he looked back behind him, and above him happened to be an old tree that stood in the arms of two people, casting shadows that shrouded the neighborhood, and the moonlight shone through the trees, and across the road there were high bushes, falling jagged and mottled black shadows, like ghosts.

"The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, like the famous song played by Fan Jingling. Yu Bai finally couldn't help but recite it.

The shadows of the branches of the crooked old street trees seem to be painted on the walls.