Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 205 The camera that can't be turned off

[A pitch-black patch. ]
[Where is the anchor?The anchor, save me——]
[So what's going on now? ]
[I didn't seem to hear any strange sounds, so it should be all right...? ]
The angle of view in the live broadcast room was pitch black, occasionally there was a little bit of light, which was when the camera brushed against the corner of the clothes and exposed a little bit from a gap, but it was quickly covered back.

Baisu blocked the camera.

He confirmed that the change in the style of the room was not something he could undo.

Unless he tore the room down entirely.

It's better not to let it go, demolition of the house or something.

Blocking the camera and going around the house, Baisu found a corner with a blank wall and threw the ball under the bed, then let go.

The moment he let go, his face appeared under the camera at a death angle, and the night vision function of the camera made Baisu's face quite clear.

[Um……]
[This angle... the familiar perspective of death. ]
[The mask of pain, as expected of Xiaobai! ]
Looking up from the chin, all that can be seen in the live broadcast room is the shaking neck and the floating Adam's apple. After a few seconds, the full face of the black-haired young man finally appeared on the screen.

He frowned slightly, frowning and fiddling with the camera, his lips moved, but he couldn't hear him in the live broadcast.

[I'm anxious, is there anyone who can speak lips, what is the anchor talking about? ]
[Looks like... dismantling... the camera? ]
[Xiaobai wants to remove the camera? ? ]
Baisu really wanted to remove the camera, and if the live broadcast was interrupted, he could go back to sleep... huh?

After removing the back cover, his movements froze.

He squeezed the back cover with his fingertips and crushed it hard, and the plastic shell in his hand shattered into powder.

But in the next second, the back cover appeared on the camera intact.

Can't be removed.

It cannot be dismantled by conventional methods, this is already a supernatural item.

Thinking of this, Baisu held the camera with both hands and pressed it in, only to hear a few crackling sounds, leaving a ball of mechanical fragments squeezed into a ball in the hands of the black-haired young man.

However, just a second later, a camera reappeared in midair and was still falling.

A hand catches the camera just as it falls to the carpet.

From the perspective of the live broadcast room, the black-haired young man meditated for a while and then blocked the camera again. Amid several reluctant shouts from the bullet screen, the audience heard the sound of "click, click, click".

[... this voice? ]
[This sound sounds a bit like some kind of metal being crushed...? ]
[Anchor!What are you doing, anchor? ]
No matter what the bullet screen said, Baisu couldn't see it.

The black screen lasted for a few seconds, and soon, the live broadcast room returned to light.

It's not quite right to say that it's bright, the only source of light in the room once again revealed in the live broadcast room is... a carved table lamp in the distance?

[Wait a minute, was there this decoration in the room before? ]
[I also seem to see something strange... is that fluffy skirt? ]
The flashing picture was immediately fixed, the light-colored palm blocked half of the screen, and the picture returned to the perspective of death.

Baisu didn't answer the barrage questions about whether there was a skirt next to it or how the lampshade was carved with flowers. Instead, he asked the audience a question.

"Is the live broadcast interrupted?"

[No. ]
[No break, just a black screen for a while. ]
[It’s not broken, so the one on the side was a skirt just now! ]
Baisu glanced to the right out of the corner of her eye, and saw the long skirt hanging on the back of the chair.

He decisively ignored the barrage and continued to hold the camera in his palm.

Since you can't take it off, just put the lens on and continue to sleep.

Baisu doesn't care about the radio problem, as long as it doesn't happen that Lingyi runs to the camera and shouts "I'm a ghost", he thinks it's fine.

So Baisu kept clasping his hands, walked back to the bed, and put the camera upside down on the counter.

The bullet screen was full of question marks, but their wayward anchor ignored them and lay back on the bed.

The tactility is false.

Looking at the fluffy and soft lace fabric, it is ordinary cotton cloth in the hand, and so is the mattress.

The black-haired young man lay flat there with his eyes closed.

The joys and sorrows of human beings do not connect with him, he only finds it noisy.

Listening to the screams coming from the second floor and the first floor, Baisu slowly sank himself into the depths of his consciousness...and couldn't sink any further.

He quietly opened his eyes and tilted his head towards the door.

The sound of knocking on the door continued, and at the same time there were human cries.

"Quick... open the door quickly, please open the door quickly! Help me—"

……

At nightfall, the villa comes alive.

Different from Baisu's indifference when facing the supernatural, the other humans in the villa are going crazy.

The human female lives in a room alone, and the gender difference prevents her from being in the same room as the male.

But now she regrets it.

She should share a room with other men, even on the floor, or else she can leave this villa and not stay.

She won't now—

The human female wore a coat draped over her shoulders, and the slippers on her feet made a slippery sound when they stepped on them.

Her slippers were stained with water.

I don't know where the water flowed from the corridor, and I don't know where it got on when I walked by... She felt that she couldn't get out of this corridor.

Half an hour ago, she heard the twelve bells clanging downstairs, and she was still wondering if there was such a clock in the villa, so she dozed off again and again.

Half an hour after waking up, the human female wanted to go to the bathroom, so she put on a coat and left the room.

There are bathrooms on the first and second floors of the villa, and the one that human women go to is naturally on the second floor.

She was not so familiar with the structure of the villa, but she was able to remember where the bathroom was after thinking for a few seconds while half asleep.

She remembered that she turned left when she went out, and then turned right when she walked straight to the end, and the third door was - the footsteps of the human woman stopped suddenly.

She has turned left and walked straight for a long time.

What about the corner?
The sleepy bug was instantly chased away, and the half-closed eyes of the human woman opened, and she could see the road ahead clearly.

Considering that people died in this villa in the past, the lights in the corridor were on, so the human female could see that she was indeed in the corridor on the second floor.

She tried to take a few steps forward.

This time the scene changed with her pace, she gradually walked to the end of the corridor, and then turned right...

"what!"

The human female let out a short cry, which was unusually obvious in the silence of the night.

She stepped into the original corridor.

It's not the one that leads to the bathroom, but the one that turns left from the room door and enters.

The human female looked back in horror. The road extending to the left lay there. She tried to poke her head out... The corridor was still the same.

That is to say, whether she is going forward or backward, she will walk on the same path.

The scene that human women face now is like a ghost hitting a wall.

(End of this chapter)