Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 275 Targeted

It's okay not to mention it, but when it is mentioned, human beings will think of the succinct and casual communication that is so outrageous.

The news sent by Baisu can be divided into three parts.

The first part tells you "I met a ghost here, it came out of a radio story", the second part tells you "the ghost came out and ran away, no one was injured", and the third part concludes "I will report to you , the radio station is channel xxx, if the phone runs out of power, turn it off first."

There was no chance for people to respond at all. Afterwards, no matter whether they sent messages or called, there was no response.

At this moment Baili asked, the black-haired young man took out his phone and pressed the power button for a long time.

The battery displayed on the screen of the mobile phone is full, and its owner Gou explained: "Just charged."

The police officer surnamed Xia didn't believe it, but he didn't bother to care about it: "There is nothing wrong with that radio station, the problem is that manuscript."

The special department will investigate if there is a situation. They sent people to the radio building late at night, but found nothing except for a few employees who worked at night.

After a routine check, the problematic manuscript was taken away.

There was a thick stack of manuscripts, which belonged to an unknown host. They said they found it on the table when work started, thinking it was for him.

He just read it like this, and he didn't know that something strange had happened until the police came to his door.

Baisu's eyes lit up: "The manuscript—"

Xia Chengyin interrupted: "Take it away, let's get back to the topic."

Tuochuan company was handed over to the next department a while ago, so he was not familiar with the person who came to invite Baisu, and Xia Chengyin from the cult didn't ask, he pointed to the hospital.

"There is another one on the cart?"

"He's the employee who got sick from Tuo Chuan."

"?" The inch-cut policeman squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "So you didn't pinch that person casually, did you?"

Now Baisu felt that there was something wrong with humans.

Ever since monsters entered human society, they have paid great attention to the traces they left behind, not only their own, but also those of other humans.

If one day he was so hungry that he wiped the neck of a human being, wouldn't it be embarrassing that he would be the only suspect in the surveillance?
What is there a word called... Can't explain it?
"What about monitoring?" Baisu asked, "Didn't you find out when that employee was taken down?"

"Good question." Xia Chengyin clapped his hands, "Unfortunately, except for the surveillance in the company's office area, everything else in the front and back of the building is broken. It has been reported for repairs, but the workers haven't gone yet."

Baisu: "...?"

Coincidentally, it was a bit too much, it was prepared for accidents.

Thinking of a certain sentence, Baisu quickly stretched his hand behind him, and dismantled the box-shaped object fixed behind his back.

After taking it out, he patted it with his hands, as if dusting it, but actually recycled the white fluff used for adhesion.

Then Baisu opened the palm-sized book and showed it to the human beings, and displayed the handwriting that was younger than a primary school student.

Although there is always a joke among humans that serious people keep diaries, it is undeniable that diaries can record something.

Xia Chengyin looked closer: "What is this?"

Baisu turned two more pages: "Meet another member of the cult duo who escaped before in the auto repair shop—"

"Wait a minute... Forget it, just say it."

The expression of the inch-headed police officer changed twice in a row, from having something to say to hesitating and hesitating to finally giving up.

The monster didn't understand what humans gave up, maybe they gave up thinking.

"Another cult member is recuperating over there. I saw him after I entered the auto repair shop." Baisu felt that it would be troublesome to tell all his experiences, so he simplified it, "Just ding——— Bang—I knocked him down and got the book off him."

Xia Chengyin always felt that Baisu had omitted something very important, but thought it was useless for him to ask: "Then what?"

Then Baisu flipped the diary to a certain page.

There were not many daily records and emotions on that page, but only one line was written bare-what happened in the branch office that day was not an accident.

Human eyes shrank suddenly when they saw this sentence, Xia Chengyin stepped forward and snatched the diary.

Baisu let go of his hands and followed human actions. He had already read this diary when the underground operating room and other special department teams arrived. Except for this line, it was all about recording the daily recovery situation and observations of Tuochuan employees. .

Generally speaking, it is between the evidence of a cult and a double body, and it depends on which side is more needed.

But then again, if it wasn't an accident, who was it aimed at?

Another ambulance came under the brightly lit porch of the hospital, and Baisu stepped aside to let the doctors, nurses and family members get off, and the group hurried into the hospital.

Baisu watched the humans go away, he stood at the entrance of the hospital building that had become quiet again, a red and white halo slowly flowed in front of his eyes.

He felt that he was being targeted.

It has been from the beginning.

……

The hospital at night is also busy, and most of the busy people are medical staff.

In this hospital in the city center, there are more busy people in special departments.

Due to the large number of people working, it is natural to allocate some rooms for people to rest. If the conditions are not very good, they can put together a simple bed and put a blanket and pillow on it to sleep in the air-conditioned room.

Of course, there are also those who can’t fall asleep, so the staff will go to a place where they can smoke for a few sips, or chat with their companions.

If it is a hospitalized patient, it depends on which building.

Ordinary patients can walk around as long as they don't go too far, and don't cross the boundary, but for patients who are being paid attention to...

"Oh." An Xiangwen sighed quietly.

The curly-haired youth made a face in the mirror in the bathroom, and the self in the mirror perfectly reproduced his movements without any delay.

Very good, it seems that the rumors about the haunted toilet in the hospital ward late at night are false. It is estimated that someone fell asleep and misunderstood.

The curly-haired young man who got up to go to the toilet at night and was asked by the patient in the ward to look in front of the mirror yawned and returned the same way. After returning to the ward, he gestured to the patient who secretly poked his head out of the quilt that he was okay. The victim immediately breathed a sigh of relief, lay back on the bed and continued to sleep with the quilt covering his head.

An Xiangwen: Being treated as a tool man...forget it.

The curly-haired young man sat back on the hospital bed but didn't immediately go back to sleep. Instead, he picked up the charged mobile phone and began to scroll boredly.

Boring... really boring.

Even if he is out of work at the moment, he doesn't have to bear the expenses of hospitalization, and even the people in the hospital are willing to help him bring the game console at home, but it's really boring to be in the hospital all the time!

The hospital said that their condition remains to be seen, and they need to stay for a while, which will last almost a month.

Seeing one patient after another being discharged from the hospital, only a few people are still living here.

The messages on the phone quickly ran out, and at this point in time, there seemed to be no one to chat with.

An Xiangwen, who was sleeping in the hospital, hung his head down, opened one chat box after another, and poked his friends... friends all over the place.

"Sure enough, three o'clock in the morning is still too—"

The curly-haired youth paused suddenly, and his fingers stopped.

He was skating too smoothly just now, a series of friends harassed him, and even clicked on the chat box of a man surnamed Bai, and just sent out the special effect of shaking the window.

An Xiangwen: Ah this.

The curly-haired young man was silent for a few seconds, and was about to quickly type an explanation, then lock the screen of the phone and continue to sleep, leaving all the follow-up to the sleeping self... Huh?

An Xiangwen looked at the chat box and was answered with a question mark.

The curly-haired youth looked at the time displayed on the phone.

That's right, it's [-]:[-] in the morning, aren't normal people sleeping?

An Xiangwen felt that he knew Baisu quite well, not to mention breathing, but at least some of his work and rest habits, based on what he knew and summed up by the fan group, he could guess half of it with accuracy.

As long as Baisu has no hidden secrets.

An Xiangwen didn't broadcast the live broadcast once in the past few days. He remembered that his brother Bai said in the morning that he had something to do in the afternoon, and he would not broadcast it in two days...?
Before the curly-haired youth could think of anything, other messages popped up in the chat box.

—'You didn't sleep? '

——'Looking at the location, are you still in the hospital? '

An Xiangwen reviewed his circle of friends and found that it was exposed by the sick meal that was sent out regularly every day.

He didn't pretend he wasn't there and went to sleep again, he just looked meek and typed slowly, and he didn't sleep when he returned, he was still in the hospital.

After sending this message, there was no more text on the other end.

The curly-haired youth sat on the bed anxiously for a while, and finally decided to put a coat on himself.

Standing on the ground and putting on his shoes, An Xiangwen was hit by the chilly air outside after pushing open the door of the ward. He let out a few breaths, and after confirming that no nurse came to stop him, he slipped out the door.

There were fewer people in the corridors than usual this evening.

An Xiangwen roughly counted, and found that half of the people were missing, and there were only three or two kittens waiting in the corridor.

With fewer people, there will naturally be more blind spots for sight. An Xiangwen slumped over and slipped out of people's sight.

He didn't run too far, slipped to the stairwell with few people, went down half a floor and stood at the window on the landing of the stairwell, watching the scenery outside the window.

Different from the angle seen from the windows of the ward, half of the stairs are facing the hospital gate, and the occasional pedestrians and vehicles passing by in front of the gate can be seen more clearly.

"One ambulance...one taxi...two ambulances." As if counting sheep, the curly-haired youth moved his lips.

The method of counting "sheep" to induce drowsiness started to work, and An Xiangwen's eyelids began to fight up and down, and his head was bit by bit.

"...Private car...Taxi...Save...Huh??"

While thinking about it, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of An Xiangwen's eyes.

The drowsiness that had just brewed was so frightened that the curly-haired youth even jumped a few centimeters from the spot. He stepped back half a step away from the window, and after five seconds, he leaned back thinking about it.

"Look... you read it wrong..." the curly-haired young man murmured, "How can there be a dark shadow outside the window at night... cats can't climb so much—"

An Xiangwen opened the window and stuck his head out. He turned his back and looked up. He could see a black figure with an invisible appearance clinging to the outer wall of the inpatient building and still climbing up.

"...Haha, am I too sleepy?" The curly-haired young man laughed dryly, trying to retract his head, "I'm so sleepy that I'm hallucinating, I'd better go back to sleep..."

Before An Xiangwen finished speaking, an order came from behind him.

"Get out of the way." Some familiar voices lowered an octave, probably because shouting too loudly at night would disturb the people.

An Xiangwen hasn't retracted his head from the window yet, so his back is facing downstairs now, which means that the direction from which the command came is also downstairs.

The curly-haired youth didn't have time to turn his head, so he subconsciously stood up straight...

"It hurts!" An Xiangwen kowtowed firmly after miscalculating the height of the window frame.

He clutched his forehead and staggered backwards in a dizzy state. Just before he lost his footing and fell out of the window, he was pushed from behind.

The person who pushed him didn't intend to save him, because the curly-haired youth heard a sentence: "It's in the way."

An Xiangwen: I'm really sorry for having such a big obstacle.

The curly-haired youth fell back following the inertia, and when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face, his black eyes glanced at him lightly, his hands kept moving, and he grabbed the edge of the window and rolled up.

"Get out of the way." With the second slightly disgusted words, An Xiangwen hurriedly missed his body.

His head was still a little dizzy, and a little bit of starlight was in front of his eyes. The curly-haired young man supported his head, and met the eyes of the black-haired young man.

"Bai...Brother Bai." An Xiangwen whispered, and then he was a little dazed.

Why did Brother Bai turn up from the downstairs outside the window?This is not the first or second floor or anything, his brother Bai hasn't tied a safety rope yet.

The black-haired young man with the soles of his feet touching the ground rubbed his wrists, and he nodded in response to An Xiangwen's call.

Then the black-haired young man supported the window frame again, as if turning over again.

"Wait, wait..." An Xiangwen hurried to stop him, and at the same time, there was a shout from downstairs outside the window.

"Hey! Jump out and say hello anyway!" The male voice was a little annoyed, "Are you going to scare people to death? What if you fall!"

Good physical fitness does not mean flexible hands and feet. Even if Xia Chengyin wants to climb over the wall outside the building, he has to think about the path, such as whether there is a place for him to grab his hands or step on his feet.

But what about Baisu?He jumped out without saying a word, without leaving a word.

Also, how on earth did he see a figure on the outer wall?
The dark sky and the lack of light are the best protective colors for the figure, unless you keep observing, but didn't they still talk about the auto repair shop before?

Facing Xia Chengyin's question, Baisu nodded his head, with a perfunctory feeling that he didn't even bother to fill in the part of acting.

"Isn't this something you can see with your eyes? I'm still facing the window." The black-haired young man ignored the obstruction of others, kicked his feet, and stood on the window sill, "If you don't hurry up, that guy will run away and disappear. "

Baisu thought for a while, and added to himself: "That's someone I know."

"... People you know can't mess around, hey!!!"

The last word suddenly turned up the volume, startling the patrolling guards to shine the light of their flashlights upwards.

It showed two people climbing up like spiders, and also two people looking at each other up and down.

(End of this chapter)