Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 204 One o'clock in the morning

The sly-eyed man glanced at the bathroom, but still saw the backs of other people.

Why did someone get up to go to the bathroom again?Such a sentence floated in his mind, and he didn't even notice that the back of the bathroom was the same as what he saw before, and the position didn't even change in the slightest.

The mischievous man felt that someone was using the bathroom, so it shouldn't be the bathroom that was leaking.

He turned around and turned to the kitchen.

The kitchen is much cleaner than it was when we were filming at night. Except for the knife marks on the wall that cannot be erased, the only thing left is the mobile phone with the charger plugged in in the kitchen.

...Is this the cell phone of that little boy?

The naughty man leaned over and took a look. There were several missed calls on the screen, and the caller ID read "Officer Xia who drives like a plane."

Humans slowly put a question mark on this note.

Hey, this little boy still knows the policeman, maybe he's not a good guy, the man with mischievous eyebrows thought maliciously.

The battery has already been fully charged, but the man with a mischievous eye is not a kind person, and has no intention of helping to take the phone upstairs.

His gaze turned to the sink, where the faucet seemed to be loose and dripping water.

The sly-eyed man took two steps. He wanted to turn off the disturbing faucet so that he could go back to work, but when he saw the pool, he was stunned.

In front of him was a pool of blood, which exuded a strong rusty smell.

The men with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes had heard a little about a few small accidents that happened during the live broadcast at night, and some strange phenomena that were not within the scope of their preparations occurred.

But those things were immediately claimed and answered by Baisu, and everyone was skeptical.

Like the bloody water he saw now, the explanation given at that time was that the water tank was not cleaned.

...is it a lie?The sly-eyed man reached out and pinched his nose.

The breathing organs were blocked, and the smell that was so strong that it seemed like a murder scene finally faded a bit.

People who have never eaten pork have seen pigs running, no matter how they look or smell this pool of blood, they all--

In shock, the blood had overflowed over the edge of the pool, flowed over the cooking table and onto the ground.

right?How could this time only rely on dripping water...

The man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes has very sharp eyes. When he came in, he noticed that the faucet was only dripping, and the water was flowing slowly, but now it took only a few seconds for the water to flow out.

It didn't look like it was dripping from a faucet, it was more like gushing from a sewer.

The next moment he figured this point out, the man with the wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes wanted to withdraw, he wanted to tell others about the strangeness... Wait, his feet?
As if he had been welded to death, the man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes couldn't even lift his legs.

Looking down, there was only a shallow layer of blood rushing up quickly, before it flooded the ankle and then got close to the calf.

"Hurry up...Old Hei, hurry up—"

The man with treacherous eyebrows yelled and turned around, but what came into view was a closed door.

The door to the kitchen was closed at some point.

The door was obviously not sealed, but for some reason no liquid could seep out, causing the water level in the kitchen to keep rising.

Human voices stopped abruptly.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk anymore, but the blood rises too fast, and now he is bubbling when he opens his mouth, and soon human beings even lose the air to breathe.

At the last second of confusion, what the man with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes saw was the charging mobile phone that floated up with him.

——In this way...won't there be an electric leakage?

……

[It's one o'clock in the morning, seems to hear the sound of a bell? ]
[Bang, I haven't heard this type of bell for a long time. ]
[But why didn't you hear it during the day?Is it only knocking at night? ]
[Wait, are there other voices? ]
After a few barrages, the audience seemed to turn up the volume.

Then, clack clack, the sound of something hitting the floor.

[…It sounds like something falling on the ground? ]
[Footsteps? ]
[No, the sound of footsteps will change in size, and there is no ups and downs in this movement. ]
[Frequency is more like hitting a ball. ]
[Wow, stop talking, it's too scary to hear this sound in the middle of the night! ]
The barrage changed the topic, and boldly started a late-night ghost story exchange.

As they communicated, the clattering grew louder.

It's like playing the ball in the original place, but now it's close.

[......]
[The sound is getting closer! ]
[I'm so scared, is there Mr. Gao Neng. ]
[Wake up, wake up, this is a high-energy early warning from where the live broadcast came from. ]
The audience can only hear some unusual movements through the radio, while Baisu himself in this bedroom can feel the existence of foreign things.

The dark-haired young man who slept lightly or didn't sleep at all didn't really want to open his eyes.

The ghosts in this villa are not considered delicious, so Baisu has never been interested in it.

But now... the black-haired young man's eyelashes trembled twice, but he still opened his eyes.

He was facing the little blue face hanging from the ceiling.

Then the child made a grimace and disappeared without a trace, only the filming became faster and faster, and then fell down after a dozen times.

The place where he fell was not on Baisu.

Baisu doesn't mind being hit on the bed, but the ball will definitely be caught by the camera.

Tsk, what a hassle.

The moment he opened his eyes, there was no false drowsiness, and the movement of Baisu turning over and sitting up could be called swift.

The audience only saw the black-haired young man on the screen go from "sleeping" to waking up to sitting up, and then he stretched out his hand, as if he stretched himself.

In fact, the hand, not captured by the camera, holds the ball that has fallen from above, with five fingers deeply embedded in the surface of the ball.

Some skin flakes that were scratched fell down, but no one cared.

[The sound of hitting the ball is gone? ]
[Is it because the anchor woke up? ]
[Xiaobai is looking at the ceiling. ]
[Wait—Xiaobai, what are you doing! ]
Baisu looked up at the ceiling, there was nothing there now, and the little ghost who was hitting the ball had disappeared.

The child is a ghost, but the ball is real.

Withdrawing his gaze and turning around, Baisu took down the video camera placed on the bedside table while maintaining the posture of raising his hand.

The camera shakes for a while, and at the same time Baisu falls to the ground.

As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he felt something was wrong, and when he lowered his head again, the soft fur buried the soles of his feet.

The slippers disappeared without a trace, only the ones that were out of place in the room... no, now the one out of place in the room was Baisu himself.

In the blink of an eye, the decoration of the bedroom changed.

Perhaps a certain owner of this villa liked the European style, and the bed that Bai Li was sitting on now also had a roof added to suit the occasion.

Ah... It's still a room for women.

Under the dim light, Baisu could distinguish the colors of white and pink, which covered every corner of the room.

Apparently, he'd better not let the camera go right now.

(End of this chapter)