Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 222 Parents
The dark-haired young man lay on his back on the sofa in the living room.

He's been enjoying this pose lately.

The sofa in the living room was scrapped at the beginning of the month under the rattling of the white dog, so Bai Li simply bought a softer one that could sink herself into it.

Man may sit and not like it, he likes it very much.

He raised his head, clasped his hands on his abdomen, and looked straight ahead. A stack of papers hung in front of him, held by two white "palms", and he flipped through the pages as his owner thought.

Baisu was looking at the information of the original human parents.

The cold words record people's birth, old age, sickness and death. Since it is just a report style for people to watch, there is no embellished rhetoric or redundant description, and everything is simplified for the purpose of recording.

The human Baisu's father's name is Bai Hetong, and his mother's name is Tao Ya. The two have ordinary growth experiences, ordinary backgrounds, ordinary families, elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university without much ups and downs.

Then they met at a sorority party in the name of a blind date after work, and the subsequent acquaintance, acquaintance, and love were also logical, and then they gave birth to their only child, Baisu.

The record here is still normal, so ordinary that it can be stuffed into a shredder and destroyed on the spot.

The transformation began when Baisu, a human being, was ten years old.

The two adults heard about an MLM organization from nowhere, resigned despite the persuasion of their relatives, and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the MLM business.

This MLM organization is called... Baisu asked his white palm to turn over the paper for him, and then passed it closer, but he really didn't understand what was drawn on the picture printed on the paper.

"No text?" Baisu muttered.

There is no text recorded in the data, it may be that this small pyramid scheme is not worth mentioning.

There were fewer and fewer normal records about the two adults, and they went to and out of places that were not named or assigned on the map. Such days continued until the human Baisu graduated from junior high school.

Two adults died in an accident.

The report of this accident is also attached, but judging from the report record, this is a very ordinary accident.

At least according to the police who went to the scene at the time, there was no strange force behind it.

Is it really?Baisu directed the white palm and pulled the color photo to his eyes.

The resolution of the photo from nearly ten years ago is a bit low now, but you can still see some red spots left on the picture.

It's not a blood-like existence, but a kind of thick...candle?
It was indeed a candle, and the cause of the accident was attributed to a fire.

It is said that because the address of the previous MLM was discovered, it was changed to the home of a member. This member has the habit of worshiping beliefs, and many people overturned the altar in a panic.

Is it really?Baisu questioned for the second time.

He doesn't really want to think, but repeatedly scans the few photos he can see.

It may be that the special department has more authority. The document sent to Baisu contains all kinds of photos, including those of the scene and the deceased.

There were not many signs of struggle, and the bodies burned to death in the room almost all appeared in a relaxed and natural state.

As if they were being burned for granted and should not have left the fire.

The most evil part of the whole accident was here, but the post-mortem examination did not detect ingredients such as sleeping pills from the corpse, so I could only write down other speculations.

If you insist on talking about a cult... Maybe it is worshiped by this believer's family.

Few sheets of paper have been turned to the end, and this is all the records about Baisu's parents.

From birth to death, the human life can be summed up in just a few pages.

Of course, if you write down everything you do every day in detail, the record of your life will take a lot of paper to write, even for a human being with a lifespan of only thirty years.

After reading the information like a casual book, Baisu closed his eyes, and let go of the white palm holding the paper, and the scattered papers floated down one after another.

One covered the face of the black-haired youth, rising and falling with his breathing.

The black-haired young man seemed to have slept and rested, but the white dog beside him still had to work.

The poodle sitting in a circle of fill lights is thinking, why is it here?
The camera is pointed at it, the microphone is also facing it, and the computer is placed on a table not far away. With the eyesight of a white dog, he can naturally see what is being uploaded in the open live broadcast room.

Nothing more than the barrage reprimanding its main body for the length of the live broadcast with the dog's water, and the barrage asked if it was in the wrong partition, and the rest of the barrage was madly advocating the dog's proxy broadcast, hoping that the white dog would move more Next, they have a lot of screenshots.

In the end, there was some fanaticism in the words of the barrage, which made Baigou very proud.

It stood up, turned around in a circle, and raised its head towards the camera.

From the beginning to the end, the white dog never showed its eyes, which became one of the unsolved mysteries in the live broadcast room - what kind of eyes did Xiaobai No. [-] have.

Another unsolved mystery is the gender of the white dog. It is clear that the dog shows its belly and tail a lot, but no audience can tell whether it is male or female.

[Little White No. [-] is awesome——]
[Much more diligent than the owner of the live broadcast room. ]
[Has anyone counted the duration of the proxy broadcast?I always feel that the anchor in the live broadcast room will be replaced if it continues like this. ]
[Wow, go to the dynamics to watch, Xiaobaifa is dynamic! ]
I was still lying on the sofa for a nap after being posted the new news, the paper on my face didn't even move, and my avatar was still squatting in front of the camera, and after a few seconds, it slumped to the ground lazily.

The audience went to the platform to see that Baisu's account had indeed posted a new post.

Dynamically explained the follow-up of the live broadcast of "carrying goods" two days ago.

The special department actually arranged a house for sale in the same villa area as the murderous house, and the address was clearly displayed there. If you search it, you may be able to find relevant intermediary information.

A few photos are attached below. The interior decoration is exactly the same as the pictures taken in the live broadcast room. Even if it was completed in a hurry, you can sigh the ability of human beings to deal with the aftermath.

Really good, can give five-star praise.

As for the other pictures in the live broadcast room, thanks to Baisu's incompatible painting style with the other two humans, all the performances are understood as the script.

The special department responded halfway and halfway, and even found a little actor who looked like the bear kid to push Aite out for a while.

Although some people asked if this type of live broadcast is not allowed, but under the official privilege, these double-standard issues are not a big deal.

In the live broadcast room, after researching the reposting of house sales on twitter, they pressed the repost button with the mentality of joining in the fun. More people still wanted the photo of the white dog.

But no matter how many bullet screens are posted, the owner of the live broadcast room will not be able to see them.

[Just now Xiaobai No. [-] seems to have touched the camera... What is the sleeping head behind it? ]
[...It must be Xiaobai!This black head is familiar to me. ]
[The pet broadcaster reported it. ]
[Is there a piece of paper on the ground? ]
In addition to watching the dog in the live broadcast room, he was trying to study the scene behind him. Finally, Leeuwenhoek saw the paper, and the next step was to see what was written on the paper——

"Wow!" The white claws approached suddenly, and the camera went black instantly, "Wow!"

As soon as the barrage was filled with question marks, the camera was released and the light returned.

The angle of the camera is pushed, and the huge dog's head is in front of the camera.

Then, the camera moved again.

[...Is this Xiaobai No. [-] adjusting the camera? ? ]
[Yes. ]
[Yaoshou, this is too smart, is there really no one to command? ]
[Don't delay the child from going to school, send Xiaobai No. [-] to study quickly. ]
I don't know what the barrage said touched the white dog, and the white poodle jumped back vigilantly, away from the screen.

It made it so that the people in the live broadcast room could clearly see the changed picture.

The white dog's paw and pull made the few pieces of paper that were originally exposed in the live broadcast room away, but the direction it fiddled with was reversed, causing more paper on the other side to enter the mirror.

The white dog was strangely silent.

Then it sticks out its tongue innocently, turns its back to prepare for a back jump, jumps onto those papers, and makes a big fuss.

[Wait, Xiaobai is not on the sofa anymore. ]
[Yeah, the sofa is empty. ]
[Is the anchor finally getting up to broadcast! ]
A few seconds later, the jumping white dog was grabbed by the back of the neck and lifted in mid-air.

Then the hand holding the poodle approached the camera step by step, and the owner of the hand was photographed with half of his leg, and a soft, inaudible murmur "Why so stupid" floated over.

In the end, the half-face of the black-haired youth entered the country. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, and said mercilessly: "Today's live broadcast is almost over, Bai...Xiaobai No. [-] is about to be broadcast."

The tone was lazy and unrejectable, and a series of words on the bullet screen were useless.

[do not!Xiaobai, look at what you broadcast in the live broadcast room today! ]
[I just had lunch, and I crossed out the culinary skills that I agreed on, and the dark cooking is live! ]
[The rest of the time is broadcast by dogs, and the ones raised by the family don’t need to be paid, right? ]
"Salary?" The male voice picked up at the end, "I bought it... dog food, now I'm off the live broadcast."

With the mouse up and down, Baisu returned all the software in twos and twos, and returned the computer to a quiet one.

Some noises came from behind. Looking back, the scene of the lively dog ​​demolishing the house came into view, but the moment Bai Li turned his head, the white dog immediately rolled up all the debris into his stomach.

The white curly hair brushed across the furniture, not only wiping off paper scraps, but also dust.

White dog, a qualified housework tool dog.

"That's right." Baisu squatted down behind her clone again, shaking it by the neck, "I have a task for you."

The white poodle looked back suspiciously: "Wow?" It was asking what else to do.

On weekdays, it needs to go out every now and then to prey on ghosts, not to mention, because the shape of the main body is too eye-catching, and the animals are not so eye-catching. Occasionally, it has to help broadcast, and it can only find time to go to the park to play ball with people.

Why are you still alive?
"It's just..." Baisu ignored the protest of his avatar, pressed Baigou's head, and called up a photo from his phone, "Go find this person."

"She should not be discharged from the hospital yet. I'll go find her when she comes home."

On the screen of the phone is the face of a human woman who was sent out from the haunted house.

——A figure sitting on the hospital bed awake.

……

After Baisu left the human police station in the afternoon, he went to the hospital.

Coincidentally, this time the two humans lived in the hospital where the ghost baby had appeared before.

It seems that there is a hospital where the human police department cooperates.

Because the number of visits reached three times, Baisu was also quite familiar with the structure of the hospital, so he found the nurse's station and asked for the name, and it was easy to get the house number.

When going upstairs, Baisu bumped into a man in windbreaker at the door of the ward.

The man in the windbreaker was in a hurry, sighing as he walked, he pulled the door inward, while Baisu pushed the door, the two of them just met their eyes.

"Ah, it's you." The man in the windbreaker withdrew his hand to push the door and slammed his palm, "You're not the one—"

The man in the windbreaker stopped talking suddenly, he realized something, and covered his mouth: "Oh, I can't say it, you just pretend you didn't see me..."

"If you're talking about the game hall, I probably know about it." Baisu held up the document bag in his hand, and showed the man in the windbreaker the logo on the casing.

The man in the windbreaker glanced at him, he was puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized: "You are capable."

The man in the windbreaker clenched his fist again and knocked on his palm, then asked curiously, "Then do you remember?"

Regarding the man in the windbreaker's question, Baisu paused for a moment, and asked back, "What do you remember?"

The man in the windbreaker stopped immediately, shook his head, and continued to walk out, muttering "It really can't be done".

He walked past Baisu, looked at the file bag in Baisu's hand before leaving, and told Baisu how the human memory inside had been modified.

"You borrowed a house to shoot the scripts you wrote. Before you wanted to earn some traffic, you didn't expect that the borrowed house was a shabby project, and the house collapsed."

The outline is probably like this, and the rest of the content will be completed by the human mind.

Baisu listened and nodded to show that he remembered it.

However, it was many years ago that the haunted house was completely renovated last time, and now we are talking about the tofu dregs project... This story is almost as far-fetched as the panic he made up in the live broadcast room.

Baisu walked into the ward, on the only bed in the ward, a burly man in hospital gown was leaning on it.

Hearing someone coming in, the burly man looked towards the door.

The moment he saw the visitor, he shook all over, and squeezed a smile out of his face: "Bai, Mr. Bai." As soon as he finished shouting, he was surprised by his attitude.

Why should he be so respectful to this man, just because he saved himself?
Some were puzzled, but the burly man lowered his attitude from the bottom of his heart.

In any case, there is nothing wrong with obeying the subconscious mind.

Standing there, Baisu looked at the human beings with some curiosity and saw that the fear engraved in his eyes disappeared, and said with interest: "So, do I also belong to the clear part?"

"What?" The burly man only saw the black-haired young man's lips move a few times, but he didn't hear what the other party said clearly.

"It's nothing." Baisu closed the door behind him.

He walked in, and stopped when he reached the human hospital bed.

During this period, he kept staring at the human beings, seeing the burly man with chills down his spine, and asked uneasily, "You, what's the matter with you?"

Without saying a word, Baisu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called up the payment code interface.

The burly man was stunned for a moment, as if he had just remembered something, he said oh twice, and quickly took back his mobile phone that was placed on the cabinet.

How much is it? ... Forget it, it's always right to pay according to the big one.

Subconsciously, the burly man directly gave the maximum amount he could transfer.

Baisu looked at the excess money, and then at the humans who didn't realize that he had given too much.

In a sense, human intuition is sometimes very useful.

Baisu smiled, then bent down towards the humans.

(End of this chapter)