Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 257 Photo Frame
The host's narration is interrupted, but it doesn't matter, as long as the hostess catches up on what was left before she goes home.

Now Tang Nuo's attention came to the photo frame.

Almost the moment he approached, the value of the detector on his body went up, and an insignificant alarm sounded, which belonged to the innocuous category.

What caught Tang Nuo's attention was the supernatural manifestation on the photo frame. He couldn't see it, but he could touch it.

It was about a few centimeters long, about the width of a cold finger, brushing his fingertips constantly.

What's this?Doubts arose in the human heart, and then he turned his attention to the black-haired young man who discovered it.

The young member who was sitting with the host of the house took over the pen and paper knowingly, distracted the host's attention with a relatively loud volume, and took over Tang Nuo's record.

In this way, the two who are whispering on the shelf will not be discovered.

"What did you see?" Tang Nuo asked.

"It's milky white and transparent, like sea anemones." Baisu replied, "Press it down a bit...they're stuck in."

Baisu silently watched the group of "sea anemone tentacles" rubbed into pieces, and couldn't help reminding: "Some are about to fall out...they have already fallen!"

The limp two fell to the ground and rolled twice, looking weak and powerless, they barely raised their heads on the ground before hanging down again.

It can't get up.

Tang Nuo: "...I can't see it."

Baisu: "Don't itch if you can't see it... Tsk."

He knelt down and lifted that... tentacle?He picked it up and handed it back to Tang Nuo.

The other he pretended to touch the tip of his nose and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chewed a few times invisibly, uh... Refreshing jelly taste?

After smacking his mouth a few times, Baisu blatantly swallowed the part that humans couldn't see.

Both of them had their backs to the host and the young members, so their conversations and actions could not be clearly seen from behind.

Tang Nuo: "It doesn't look like it's harmful... But to be on the safe side, let's take it away. Can you tell what the carrier is?"

Baisu: "It's a photo."

Tang Nuo: "Ah..." This is a bit troublesome.

If it is a photo frame that can be taken away, and the photo has special meaning to people, how can it be taken casually?

The young man wearing glasses put the photo frame back after confirming that the photo was harmless, and asked the host if he could take it when he was about to leave.

If you can't take it, you can use some special means, such as grabbing something openly, and returning the exact same one later.

The human sat back, and Baisu also sat there, but his eyes were still on the photo frame.

...How do you feel that after eating one, another grows on it?
Still not knowing what category the pictures on the photo frame belong to, Baisu forced himself to look away.

The more you look at it, the more greedy you are, it is better not to watch it.

On the other side, the second round of the male protagonist’s narration also came to an end. He affirmed that his wife had forgotten things during her illness. At first, it was just trivial things, and later he even forgot his own name.

"I thought it was just burnt out... so there is something wrong with this too?"

Young Member: Of course!
The young member sighed faintly, he felt that their department still thought too well, and the outdated version of the method of capturing keywords on the Internet.

If they found out what happened in the forum earlier, would they have been able to do so earlier—young members also thought about it, everything is in the past tense, they have to focus on the present and get rid of this matter as soon as possible.

There cannot be more victims.

While chatting, the door lock of the house was turned from the outside, and everyone in the house heard the sound.

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the host suddenly raised his fingers and whispered, "My wife is back from get off work."

Look at the clock, it's only about four o'clock.

But the male master of the household has spoken, and the other three people sitting have changed their demeanor, among them, Baisu has changed the most completely, and almost regarded the place where he was sitting as his own home.

As soon as the hostess of the house entered the door, she saw four faces looking at her, and the hostess took a step back in fright.

She closed the door and opened it again after a few seconds. It was still the same four faces.

"...Husband?" The hostess made a doubtful voice, "Are they...?"

"My friend." The male host replied, "I haven't contacted you for a long time. I just resumed contact not long ago. I'm here as a guest today. Didn't I tell you about this before?"

The hostess thought for a while, as if her husband had indeed told her about such a thing, and also mentioned that he would ask for leave today.

But don't these friends have to go to work?Today is a working day.

Thinking about it, the hostess showed a smile on her face: "Welcome, do you want to stay for dinner later? I didn't buy a lot of vegetables. If you want to stay, you may have to wait for me..."

The male host quickly interrupted: "No need, I... We will go out for a drink later."

The hostess nodded, took off her shoes and went back to the bedroom. After putting away her bag and coat, she put on her apron and went into the kitchen.

Seeing that the person was out of sight, the host lowered his voice and asked, "How about it, did you see anything?"

If Tang Nuo and the young members were to answer, they would definitely not be able to tell, but they did not speak in a hurry, but made eye contact with each other.

Baisu: ...

Baisu: Even if human eyes blink like this, he still doesn't understand what human beings want to express?
Baisu: Don't blink, don't blink, your eyes will cramp if you blink again.

The black-haired youth looked at the two humans as if they were communicating, but he didn't understand anything.

Baisu pondered for a moment when the two human beings asked——he understood this gaze.

He can see something that humans cannot see.

But I have to say that the existence of the hostess is well hidden now, and he can't tell that the other party is not a human being unless he is close.

Yes, not humans.

Different from the one I saw in the alley, this disguise in front of me?replace?Anyway, this "bump" that appears in the image of a heroine is relatively mature in terms of shape and structure.

Baisu thought for a while, edited what he saw in general words and sent a message to Tang Nuo.

The reason why he didn't speak directly was because there was also the hostess's husband present. In the human situation, telling the truth should make the other party sad?
The monster thinks with a little emotional intelligence, mixed with a little detection of the crisis.

It doesn't seem to be called a crisis, but a husband who learns that his wife has an accident will definitely have an emotional breakdown.

It is impossible to predict what will happen after the emotional breakdown, and the consequential reaction is also unpredictable.

Tang Nuo quickly picked up the phone and looked at it after the notification sounded.

Afterwards, his face remained unchanged, and he replied to the male host: "There may be some problems, similar to the upper body of a ghost, let's take a look at the rest."

In fact, when he heard the upper body of the ghost, the male host wanted to jump up from the sofa, but was held down by the young members.

This is probably the reason why many of them came to the door together, one person was in charge of talking, one was in charge of doing things, and the other was in charge of...eating and drinking?
The young member glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that the black-haired youth who had edited the message had shifted his target and was reaching out to the fruit plate on the coffee table.

He blinked, and the other party touched an orange and began to peel it.

Young member: No, please work hard!
The young members understood why the other teams were two-person teams and theirs was a three-person organization, because there was always someone who didn't work.

This person can be him... After all, he has limited abilities, and this person can also be Baisu... After all, this person is not an official establishment.

The Baisu, which is not formally prepared, peels the orange peel and throws the pulp into its mouth.

He felt that the humans were whispering about him again... Well, this orange seems a little sour.

The face of the black-haired youth wrinkled for a moment, and then relaxed.

He has no prejudice against sour and sweet tastes, he can drink vinegar directly, but oranges really like sweeter ones.

Baisu was eating oranges over there, watching the young members forcibly suppress the male master, and then the two started a friendly exchange.

One-sided kindness is also kindness. Some human beings have learned special language arts. The young member used Baili to listen to the very twisted words, which made the male host faint.

The host sat back in a daze, and his reaction was no longer so intense.

"Then my wife is...?"

"Our suggestion here is to find an appropriate reason to live separately for a while, it should... there shouldn't be any problem!"

The somewhat guilty tone finally turned high-pitched, even attracting the attention of the hostess who was still cooking in the kitchen.

The young member smiled awkwardly at the hostess poking her head out of the kitchen, and then put her shoulders on the hostess's shoulders, showing a good attitude of two brothers.

The non-human hostess was persuaded and returned to the kitchen.

The young member, who broke out in a cold sweat, continued to persuade the male master, and all his words were appropriately adapted from the news he had just received.

Without fidelity, errors may also occur.

The young members were still fooling the host, while Tang Nuo on the other side had already pulled Bai Li out of the restaurant.

"How did you tell?" Tang Nuo asked.

"With the eyes... well, the brain tells me."

Baisu already knows how to fool human beings, so he can just keep all the answers in his head.

The non-existent brain told him about the anomaly of the mistress, and even with the anomaly of the photo, he blamed the severed branch in the brain.

Tang Nuo was a little skeptical, but he didn't sense the aura of lying, so he believed it tentatively.

"The others?"

"Well, it's just a meeting, so it's hard to say." Even as a monster, Baisu couldn't get more information without in-depth understanding.

If he had to make a few more comments, he thought the matcha smell from the hostess was quite pleasant, and he probably tasted good too.

This is probably the difference between mature and immature?

Speaking of which, if he had gotten the bean paste stuffed mud in the alley, would he have received a food that was more delicious than that mochi dumpling?

Thoughts drifted away for a moment, Baisu asked, "Shall I go to the kitchen to chat with the hostess?"

Tang Nuo seemed to be considering the feasibility of this operation, and after a while, he agreed with this idea.

But before that, Tang Nuo still has a question: "If you say that the hostess here is not the original one... what do you mean?"

Baisu didn't answer directly, but made a thoughtful gesture.

After a while, he narrowed his eyes and replied, "I don't know either."

……

There are several meanings of non-self. Instead, is the replaced object dead or alive?Is it a direct replacement of a person, a partial replacement of the original body, or the most brutal direct crushing and reconstruction.

No matter which one it is, it cannot be seen from the hostess at present.

Probably because he found that Baisu didn't see any tricks, Tang Nuo replaced him.

The police officer wearing glasses really can't comment on Baisu's chatting skills, he can only say that he must apply to the higher authorities when he has the opportunity, even if he is a part-time member, it is best to take language lessons.

The black-haired young man who was driven out the door shrugged, and simply stood back in front of the photo frame.

Young member: Is it possible, come and help me deal with the male lead, he can't continue talking.

Baisu didn't know the unspoken thoughts of those human beings, he just stood in front of the photo frame, relying on his own figure to cover it, and pulled another "bean jelly" from the photo.

As for the situation of the human hostess, Baisu guessed that the human was gone or died. After all, what Qiao Jiang said was that her "light" was off.

Of course, only she knows whether what Qiao Jiang said is true, and her news can only be used as a reference.

Not long after, Tang Nuo, who had inquired about the news, came back from the kitchen with a plate of fried shrimp crackers, which was said to be kindly provided by the hostess, since they were her husband's friends.

"Although you will go out to drink and eat later, let's have some food first." The hostess said so.

The fake friend Tang Nuo nodded, took the plate, and took it out.

He only ate one piece, and the rest went into Baisu's stomach.

Young member: Is he unworthy...well, he is unworthy.

The empty plates were placed on the coffee table, and the host, who also hadn't eaten a bite, was about to speak when Tang Nuo stopped him: "It's almost time, we should go out."

The male owner didn't know why, so he was led away by them in all actions, and he waited to say hello and goodbye to his "problematic" wife reflexively, and was pushed out of the door.

He stood downstairs alone, and he still heard the instructions from the people in the special department.

To sum up, his wife has some problems but she should be able to get along with her normally. The suggestion is not to let her realize that there is something wrong, so as to avoid any irreparable things from happening.

Male host: "No... I can ask you to—"

Young member: "It's not very possible, we are almost split into two people... Okay, I can leave you a phone number, you can set it as an emergency contact method, and the call can be made in time, maybe there is still time -"

Male host: "What's too late?"

Young member: "Receive... ahem, I can save you in time."

Host: You mean to say collect the corpse, right?

The male host silently watched the official personnel who said they came to solve the problem go away, and he was the only one left in the so-called going out for a drink.

In order not to let the "wife" upstairs notice the abnormality, the male host sighed and went to the small restaurant he often went to and took a seat by himself.

After ordering several bottles of wine depressedly, the ordinary human male finally showed an uncontrollable trembling under the concerned question of the familiar restaurant owner.

He...his wife is—

　Photo frame This is a story my dad told me(?)

　　The article was adapted a bit, what he originally told me was that there was a group photo of a friend’s old man’s house full of old comrades-in-arms. He felt that the house was chilly and asked someone to take a look. He said that most of the people in the photo were dead, so they were all dead. The spirit of something, a clear summer story x
　　
　
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