Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 202 Railing Statue Spikes
"Uh……"

The human female is stuck.

what's the situation?Didn't they see this knife mark when they looked at the house before?
Recalling who is using the kitchen this afternoon, there is only one answer.

The human woman looked back while the camera was shooting another location, and the dark-haired young man standing a few steps behind her at the kitchen door was distracted.

He skipped over the bag he dropped without guilt, and walked over to the wall.

"What is that?" The human woman quickly finished her introduction to other layouts, then turned her head and asked in a low voice, "What is the knife mark?"

"Hmm...it's a gift from the owner of the house." Baisu replied rubbing his chin.

He was right in saying that, all the people who died in this house were the former owners of the house, he just lacked an attributive to tell the time, so it's not a big problem.

The human female was a little confused. The damage was obviously caused later. What does it have to do with the owner of the house?
Doubts are doubts, and the introduction still needs to continue.

The human female didn't use the explanation given by Baisu, but justified it by saying that it was caused by the previous owner's carelessness.

The audience believed it, and their attention to the knife marks lasted for a few seconds, and then they moved to the messy cooking table.

[It turns out that this is the behind-the-scenes that Xiaobai doesn't let us see. ]
[How did it get so messy...? ]
[It seems completely pointless to take things out. ]
The camera shakes, and it shines on the trash can in the corner.

[There is no sign of potatoes at all. ]
[No Prize Quiz Where Where Sprout Potatoes Go. ]
[Anyway, it’s impossible to be in a person’s stomach, blindly guessing that one was thrown elsewhere to destroy the corpse. ]
The first one to be rejected is the correct answer.

"Let's take a look at the sink next. This design is—" As she spoke, the human woman walked over and turned on the faucet, "..."

The light red water gushed out again, and people were so startled that they hurriedly closed it.

But the human female saw it, and the camera faithfully recorded it.

The human female forgot the words again, she opened her mouth, but withdrew her hand, a little confused.

Did they design this link?

The tap water runs through the pipes and they don't seem to have put some misleading paint on the pipes.

So this is...?
"It's rust." Baisu, who did not know when she stood behind the human woman, returned to the camera and replied.

The black-haired youth stepped over the humans, and pressed the knob to reopen it, the water was clear.

With black eyes fixed on the camera, Baisu said in a single word: "The water tank was not cleaned, I went to see it before."

The human female wanted to ask Baisu when he went up, but the other party seemed to have no spare time?

As soon as her eyes wandered, she saw the barrage on the screen and accepted the argument faster than her.

[Two goals. ]
[The water tank of this house looks like it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, right? ]
[I still want to say that reddish water is unscientific, and it should be yellowish...]
"Yeah, it's been a long time since I cleaned it." Baisu turned his eyes, "Isn't it?"

After being thrown away, the human female quickly answered: "Yes, yes, because no one has lived there for a long time..."

Humans are lying.

There were signs of people living in this house half a month ago.

The human female quickly passed through the kitchen, and the subsequent introduction became much smoother. The room on the second floor was photographed, with a little surprise at the right time.

Baisu stood at the stairs on the second floor, with his hand on the handrail of the stairs.

If his judgment is not wrong... people have died here.

The scene of the dead in this room should be quite tragic, not only the stair railing, the ceiling above the head, the floor in the room, the wall behind the decorative painting... There are many places that have pickled flavor... Anyway, it is soaked into the wall skin The smell of blood.

The refurbishment and rebuilding covered up the smell of blood to a certain extent with the smell of building materials and paint.

But it's not much use for monsters, after all, there are too many humans who died here.

The black-haired young man stayed at the stairs for a while, and the photographer who lost his figure in the camera found him from the front through the barrage reminder.

As soon as he walked over, the camera captured the black-haired young man leaning over the railing on the second floor and looking down.

Half of his body was already bent down, as long as someone pushes from behind, the black-haired youth can fall completely.

[?What is Xiaobai doing here? ]
[noob--]
[Hurry up and call him back, this action is too dangerous. ]
The photographer was about to go up and call for someone, but just as he took a step, he saw the black-haired young man leaning down for a moment.

[Ok? ? ]
[what's the situation? ]
The camera captured this scene as it happened, and also captured the trend of the black-haired young man clenching on the railing to stop himself from bending down.

Because of being blocked by the body, no one has seen the railing with a sunken gap for the time being.

Baisu felt that he had been pushed, just once.

After he stood up straight again, he touched his back and then his face.

Is his human disguise good or bad? Why is he the first choice for this group of ghosts and scary people?

Whether it's the blood that flows out, or the speeding knife, it's even more straightforward now.

The person was completely exposed to the camera, Baisu didn't do much, just patted the corner of his clothes, turned his back to block the damaged railing.

"I didn't stand firmly just now." He explained to the bullet screen seen on the phone, "From this angle, you can see the statue on the first floor."

Baisu beckoned the camera to come over, and shot down from where he was standing.

The live broadcast screen changed from horizontal to vertical, and all the audience in the live broadcast room just saw the top of the spikes that flashed coldly downstairs.

[...Sharp phobia is about to commit! ]
[What a wonderful design, wouldn't it be if it fell from above...]
[People, spikes, statues, blood. ]
[Think of some strange "died for love" images. ]
The bullet screens complained about the placement design of the sculptures. It would be fine if they were placed on the ground, but they had to be fixed on the edge of the handrail on the first floor for decoration.

The cameraman probably also felt that it was not good to look down from a high place, so he immediately moved the camera away and turned to the corridor on the second floor.

As the humans walked forward, Baisu also followed and walked into the camera.

After the two left, the sunken railing could no longer hold on, and broke from the fragile link, and a small piece of wooden handrail fell down.

The wooden block landed skillfully, aiming precisely at the raised tip of the statue, and with a click, the wooden block slid into it.

The sound attracted the attention of the man sitting in the living room in charge of the behind-the-scenes work. He looked around and found the source of the sound.

The man looked at the equipment in normal operation, and simply stood up and walked to the side of the stairs.

He looked at the gap in the railing on the second floor and then at the poked part of the statue.

Humanity is in a state of confusion.

what happened?He doesn't remember the railing being damaged?
And... it was squeezed out by human hands, right?
Human beings were still thinking about what happened, and the computer equipment in the living room made a slight thumping sound.

The sound was so soft that it did not attract the attention of humans.

(End of this chapter)