Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 258 Handling of Supernatural Items
Baisu noticed what humans did to that ordinary male master.

After they told each other's wife that there was a problem, the members of the special department quietly took out a small bottle and sprayed it on the male owner, and they made up for it several times during the good conversation between the two brothers.

After Baisu left the human home, he asked curiously, and the young member handed him the bottle.

A young member introduced: "The sedative that is specially made into a spray... the effect is a little unscientific than the one in the hospital."

In other words, it is a bit magical, after all, they have already stepped into the world of spirits.

"To put it simply, being able to force the male master to calm down will not cause too many emotional fluctuations, which will benefit his future life... right?" the young member said uncertainly.

Baisu typed a series of ellipses to the humans in the back seat of the car: "It seems a bit unreliable."

The young members laughed: "It's, it's okay, it's been used for so long, and it can definitely make people calm down. The little dose I sprayed can manage..."

The young member turned his head away secretly, and glanced at the instructions in the bag: "Just for a week, drinking may cause some emotions to leak out, and the rest of the time will be very calm."

Baisu paused strangely for a moment, not telling what he had observed, that the host had already sat down in the small restaurant and ordered a dozen drinks.

To be on the safe side, he asked, "How long will it take to recover from drinking?"

The young member replied: "Actually, it's good not to have a hangover. It depends on the individual's physique."

Baisu closed his eyes and observed again, and found that the male master attached to the back of his neck could drink well, except for some soreness in the shoulders and neck, trembling hands, and emotional instability, he was still in the state described by the special department.

"Is it really okay for him to go back and get along with his wife?" Baisu asked curiously.

The young member replied with certainty and a little uncertainty: "It shouldn't be a problem...Although you said that the hostess is no longer a human being, Senior White, but after talking with Senior Tang... I feel that the other party is still in the sense of our cognition. 'people'."

Except for inexplicable changes in habits and preferences, the value of the detector did not rise, and all communication was as usual.

When cutting vegetables, his hands would bleed and he would cry out in pain. Tang Nuo took away the bloody tissue and even pulled out a piece of hair.

I'm going to go back and do a test to confirm some things.

In the past, when encountering such supernatural beings, their special department usually took them away on the spot. Considering the frequent occurrence of double body incidents, and the fact that the male owner has lived with his new "wife" for so long without any accident, the idea of ​​taking the person away Let it go.

Baisu: "Isn't it true that your department doesn't have so many lands?"

Young member: "... People are hard to break, Senior White, even if you see it, please don't say it."

Also, don't use the name of your department!That's what he always felt... The young members always felt that this dark-haired newcomer was still on a blurred border, and he didn't go either way.

Baisu rolled his eyes, and cooperatively made a zip gesture on his mouth.

Human hospitals are already overcrowded, and if we need to make room for inmates, one or two will be fine, but if there are more, the office will have to be requisitioned.

"Anyway, the phone number is also reserved for the male owner. There will be someone waiting in the department, and someone will be sent to follow and patrol every day."

The special department has made a lot of preparations, and long-term observation is also one of them.

As for whether the observed human beings are lucky or unlucky, and whether they can be rescued in an accident, that's another story.

On the way to the next interviewer's house, Tang Nuo tentatively asked the two people in the car what they thought about the whereabouts of the human hostess.

The young member hesitated and gave a negative answer.

Baisu was more straightforward and asked, "Have you found any traces in the city? Surveillance or something."

Tang Nuo turned the steering wheel: "Face recognition is convenient, but I haven't found it... It's not so easy to retrieve the rest of the monitoring, so I haven't found it yet."

The answer given by Baisu is that there is a high probability of death, even if there is no death, where can that person go?
Thinking of some small corners in the city that are hard to find, he kept silent.

Follow-up visits with no relatives who had recently changed their habits gave the young man a different kind of clue.

He has pictures of his "friends".

When he took the photo of his friend, his friend was resting at home in another corner of the city. There was an obvious conflict, but the young man only discovered it afterwards.

"...I didn't find anything wrong with him at the time, just...everything is normal."

Just like the usual exchanges between friends, the small details are completely correct. When I asked him how he was sick and rested, the other party answered fluently.

They asked to take a look at the photo, and then compared it with the images left by the photo itself in the past. It was a naturalness and similarity that parents could not distinguish.

Are there any differences in the photos?There may be such a small gap in vitality.

"But this was also a chance encounter two weeks ago, and now my friend..." the young man stammered, "He has recovered, and I didn't dare to tell his parents about meeting another him."

"Your choice is right." Tang Nuo, who was the only one who entered the door, took the photo and nodded at the young man, "We have learned about the specific situation and will arrange follow-up personnel to follow up."

The young man was confused by the bureaucratic clichés, and he was about to ask more questions, but the person he was talking to changed, and a strange man in a windbreaker stood in front of him.

The man in the windbreaker looked haggard, and kept mumbling: "This is the tenth place today..." Even if you pay overtime, you can't be so oppressive!

A string of numbers rolled and rolled in his throat. Although the young man was puzzled, he couldn't ask. With the man in the windbreaker snapping his fingers, the young man's eyes darkened.

"Ah, mental power is not strong, what a pity." The man in the windbreaker felt a little regretful, his hand had already reached into his arms, touched the pen-like flashlight and the new banana-shaped props, he could only let go, and then Withdraw your hand.

Then he hypnotized and cleared his memory one-stop. The man in the windbreaker moved quickly. When he closed the door of the room, the three people outside hadn't left yet.

His eyes lit up when he saw someone he was fairly familiar with, and he leaned over in two or three steps.

"Long time no see—" the man in the windbreaker greeted, then turned to Baisu, "Do you remember anything?"

Asked endlessly, but Baisu's answer was still no.

The man in the windbreaker looked as expected, and shook his head regretfully.

He looked down at his watch, estimated the time and distance to his next destination, and raised his head to ask, "Do you have any plans for the future? Can you take a car?"

So a few minutes later, there were four people sitting back in the car.

Baisu was still sitting in the back row, and there was another person beside him.

After the man in the windbreaker reported his address, he began to figure out how long he would have to work overtime, and at the same time, he wondered why he didn't have a colleague with the ability to teleport.

After chattering for a while, the man in the windbreaker's gaze fell on the square object held in Baisu's arms, and if he read it correctly, the other's hand was still slowly brushing over it.

"What's that?" the man in the windbreaker asked.

"Spiritual item." Tang Nuo, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror, "It was taken from the home of a previous visiting resident."

"Take it away?" The man in the windbreaker asked back, "Didn't you get someone's permission... Forget it, everyone's violations are not bad."

The windbreaker man felt that he understood everything, but overtime pay was more important to him.

When passing the police station where the special department was located, the car stopped briefly.

The young members have to go back and write a summary for today's task work. There is no way to entrust this matter to others...Anyway, it is impossible for Baisu to write.

Thinking of this, Tang Nuo felt a little headache. Most of the paper documents sent to Baisu fell into disrepair, and the only ones that were recovered were not edited and there was no way to hand them in.

The police officer wearing glasses exchanged glances with the black-haired young man standing outside the car, who smiled innocently.

Baisu pretended not to see the slightly accusing eyes of the humans.

The police officer wearing glasses sighed: "Please send this photo frame to the basement floor... There is a room for supernatural objects, it should be easy to find, just look at the door number."

Baisu made an OK gesture, and then he separated from the young members on the first floor.

He looked at the back of human beings going away, and threw the photo frame in his hand twice.

I don't know if I can meet this young member next time. The loss rate of the special human department is quite high.

Baisu turned his back to the monitor, and when he walked down the stairs leading to the ground, he grabbed a few more "sea anemone tentacles" to eat.

The room dealing with supernatural items is as easy to find as Tang Nuo said, the house number is simply magnified, if it is not for adding a circle of colored lights, it will become very weird, presumably humans will do this.

The bright white light didn't seem to be any better... After hesitating in front of the door for two seconds, Baisu pushed the door open and entered.

There are people in the room, sitting behind a table.

The room used to process supernatural objects is not very big, there are three or four tables, separated by several transparent partitions for blocking, and some boxes with seals are simply placed.

Among them, Bai Su was familiar with it, and the bronze sword hilt that he disposed of was also inside, but that thing was placed on the cabinet randomly, and it was far less tightly sealed than other items.

Probably the bronze hilt is no longer a threat.

The human male Baisu sitting behind the table also knew Zhang Yeran, the famous "brick" Mr. Zhang Yeran in the special department.

Zhang Yeran was fully armed, and turned the vanity mirror in front of him with a serious face. After turning the mirror for a long time, he didn't respond. Then he looked up, only to find that the door of the room was opened, and there was an acquaintance standing at the door.

The human male pulled the black cloth to cover the vanity mirror, lifted the mask covering his face, and stood up: "It's you."

Zhang Yeran saw the photo frame in Baisu's hand: "Are you here to deliver something?"

Baisu nodded, and found an empty transparent partition to put the photo frame in.

"what is that?"

"Anemone tentacles."

"...?"

"Oh no, I mean, there are invisible sea anemone tentacles growing on it."

It's still very strange, human beings can't understand it, and human beings are greatly shocked.

Zhang Yeran asked a few more questions before he realized that some strip-shaped, invisible tentacles swayed on the photo frame, which already involved the category of supernatural objects, so they were brought back.

But it doesn't look like a big threat, so let's put it in the bureau to study it first. If possible, try to make a copy of the photo as soon as possible, so that they can return it.

Zhang Yeran: "There are a lot of people waiting in line... All right, I'll try my best."

Baisu didn't know that the other party was also in charge of this area, so he looked around and licked his lips.

Human beings felt an inexplicable chill. Zhang Ye turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see any items in the room that might be at risk of getting out of control.

Originally, the bronze hilt was the most dangerous, but it had already been disposed of by Baisu. He had just brought the second-ranked vanity mirror back not long ago and was still studying it.

The humans thought about it, and then turned their attention to Baisu.

Vanity mirror...but before that.

Zhang Yeran asked puzzledly: "I remember... most of the people in the bureau went to visit today, right?" So how did you bring this photo frame back?

Baisu briefly explained that he discovered it while visiting residents' homes.

The human male shook his head, not surprised by such a development.

He stroked the short stubble on his chin that hadn't been shaved for a few days, and made a request: "Can I trouble you to look at this mirror for me?"

Baisu glanced at the mirror where he was concerned when he entered the door, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Unlike human males who need to be fully armed, Baisu declined the bulky equipment and walked to the table without any cover.

"Hey, I think you'd better be on guard against—"

Before the human being could finish speaking, Baisu had already removed the black cloth covering the mirror.

Zhang Ye suddenly closed his mouth.

The Jiedu was opened, and he had already caught sight of his own image in the mirror, so it was too late for him to stop it.

What human beings can do is to shrink themselves to the side, so as not to let themselves be reflected in the mirror.

He had heard that this mirror could capture souls... He didn't try it out at all, he only knew that looking in the mirror was the way to trigger it.

Baisu caught sight of himself in the mirror.

With just one glance, he knew that this was not a simple reflection.

The black-haired young man tapped the mirror with his finger.

Is this the first ghost he has encountered that is related to mirrors?The earliest Bloody Mary, later peeling apples in front of the mirror also attracted one. Not long ago, when I went to a certain school to check the music classroom, I caught one in the mirror of the men's room on the first floor there.

If so, this is the fourth?
Baisu put his hand on the mirror, but the "he" in the mirror did not make such a move, instead he grinned at Baisu treacherously.

The eyes are wide open, the pupils are dilated enough to squeeze out the whites of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth are raised to the pinna, no matter how you look at it, it is not an expression that a human will show.

The ghost in the mirror, which was intended to show a completely different expression and cause human panic, was smiling when it suddenly saw the person it imitated posted up.

Baisu kept his palms on the mirror and bent down, his face almost touching the mirror.

The black-haired young man looked at "himself" in the mirror, and opened and closed his mouth three times.

Then the mirror image in the mirror showed a panicked expression, and couldn't keep its malicious smile, and immediately wanted to dissipate its figure.

However, it was too late.

Baisu has recently learned to grow a mouth in a different place. A while ago, in a work of curse ○ or something I saw in Moments, a character secretly ate his fingers like this.

Very good way, concealed and convenient.

The palm pressed on the mirror opened its mouth, and instantly bit the existence in the mirror, without giving it a chance to escape.

Ten seconds later, Baisu straightened up and withdrew his hand, and turned the vanity mirror under the watchful eyes of the human male.

The elliptical mirror faces the human being, causing the human to take two steps back in shock.

"It's all right now." Baisu said, "The spirit inside has disappeared."

Zhang Yeran:?

Zhang Yeran: Wait, how many episodes have I missed?
(End of this chapter)