“He has always been like this?”

"Yes, it's like this when I brought it back from the scene. No matter what stimulation the outside world gave, he didn't respond."

Several people walked into the ward, but the outsiders' entry did not attract the attention of the people on the bed.

He was still sitting there blankly, his eyes were full of spirit and no spirit, looking at the void without saying a word.

After the doctor approached, he made a demonstration.

He picked up a prop like a trumpet and pinched it twice. Without warning, the harsh sound made others frown.

But the young man on the hospital bed still looked the same, motionless.

The doctor then walked to the bedside, took out a medical flashlight from his pocket, and turned it on and off. Except for physiological pupils, the youth had no other reaction.

Afterwards, the doctor put away his flashlight and spread his hands: "This is almost the case. We had a physical examination and he had no health problems."

The young people were at mercy, and the hospital passed all the examinations they could think of, and everything was normal in terms of physiology.

It is similar to a vegetable, but it is more troublesome than a vegetable.

Because the young man's nerves will not enter a sleep state, as soon as the time reaches the critical point, external forces will be needed to help him fall asleep.

The man with a national face frowned after hearing this: "Then do you have any guesses?"

The doctor nodded, but hesitated a little: "Yes, there are...we speculate that it is the brain."

"The brain is the most sophisticated and complex organ in humans. At this stage, the existing instruments are not enough to let us tell what is wrong."

The doctor said, sighed, and took out the report he had written for the examination.

The above are full of data, which is not understood by laymen. The man with a national-shaped face took it and rolled his eyes, turning it straight to the end and reading the conclusion.

"Have you ever sought other ways?" the man asked again.

"Something is." The doctor pointed downstairs, "Wait 407 on the fourth floor, we invited foreign aid."

"That guy tried to connect this person's consciousness, tried to see what he saw, and then..."

I don’t need to explain the following words clearly. I have moved into the fourth floor and I have suffered mental damage.

"He only went for one second and saw a vast white area."

After that, the foreign aid ran out screaming. It took some effort for the hospital to subdue the person and send him for treatment.

Now the person is still lying downstairs, and after a brief moment of awakening, he will be in the dark.

He took a look and almost got lost in.

"As for the location where the accident happened... it is still on the platform of the Ghost Subway."

But this is very strange. Neither the ghost subway nor the weird passengers are enough to cause a person's mental collapse.

"What do you say when you find him?"

"The team member said that they were at the end of the Ghost Subway incident and were clearing the scene and preparing to leave."

"They were standing very close, but when he heard the sound of falling to the ground and looking for someone, he found that his companion was far away from him."

"The team then checked the scene again and found no abnormalities."

The man with a Chinese face thought about it for a while and felt that there should be a third "supernatural" on the scene.

This "supernatural" level is too high and cannot be detected by the instrument.

It makes people's reason fall apart at just one glance and is very threatening.

"Preliminary A-level, codenamed 'White Stranger'."

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Bai Su sneezes, and all the things he was looking for were not held firmly, and they all fell on the floor.

I always feel that someone is talking bad about him, but the human body is really inconvenient.

If it were him in the past, all these falling papers would have been able to catch them, rather than just picking up two pieces with both hands like now.

He put the paper from the rental contract and put it back.

He had waited for a long time before but didn't see the post post posting a new post, while Wang Muying remembered the serious business she was looking for Bai Su today after complaining.

The lease period of the house rented by Baisu is coming soon and the contract has to be renewed.

But the landlord, Grandma Wang, is old and doesn't remember where she put the contract. Wang Muying came to ask if she could find the previous one from Baisu.

So Baisu began to search in the room.

The original humans were very casual in placing things. After Bai Su took over, he put all the things that were placed outside together. Now he started looking for them one by one.

Various ID cards, bank cards and some small items were finally found in a folder.

Some notes and the like found together were also taken through. Bai Su casually read it. Some of them were diaries, while the rest recorded some numbers and English.

Thinking of who would write a serious person, Bai Su put the diary aside.

He took a few photos of the contract with his mobile phone. After receiving the news, Wang Muying replied with an OK emoticon package and said that he would prepare the contract and come back again.

Yingluo: When is Xiaobai more convenient?

Baisu: Ask me before coming, or put it in the mailbox downstairs and talk to me.

Tassel:okkkk.

After finding the things, Baisu was about to stuff the original human items back.

He stacked everything and picked it up, but the items were of different sizes and two more items fell from the unzipped gap.

The back of the notebook hit the ground and spread out to both sides, and another card pressed up, just to the folded page.

It seems like something was written?

Bai Su narrowed his eyes and bent down to pick it up.

He opened the page where the corner was folded.

——"My mother is dead."

The sloppy font is written on it, and the same sentence is repeated many times.

Bai Su looked at it carefully for a while.

Speaking of which, there is a strange thing about the original human beings.

He did not find any memories of the original human beings about his family.

It can't be said that there is no, it's just very light, as if it's deliberately forgotten.

Baisu is also the first time he has devoured human beings to replace human beings. He is not proficient in his business and is not sure if there is any problem with his own operation.

Anyway, he only knew that the original human parents died prematurely.

Other relatives also have very little contact, and may be a little too far away.

Without recalling meaningful memories, Bai Su gave up.

He turned over the repeated words of the whole article, and put them away if he wanted to take a look at them again, but he didn't want the bright red graffiti that caught his eyes later.

The blood-colored lines outline arcs, and the arcs are connected one by one, forming a dirty pattern.

The graffiti covers the upper half of the paper, and the trembling lines are written to the lower half, leaving behind large unfinished dots of ink.

Bai Su only glanced at him and knew that this was an unfinished talisman.

Because it is a semi-finished product, it has no effect, but the aura emitted on it makes Bai Su feel disgusted.

Too disgusting.

He covered the pattern with disgust. It was not enough to cover it up. His hands tightened, and the paper was wrinkled and then kneaded it into a ball.

The trash can is the last destination of this piece of waste paper.

Bai Su didn't expect that there were such items in this human family. When he thought of the disgusting smell, he couldn't sit still.

Cao, has he lived with this thing for so long?

The original human memory is missing, so Bai Su can only act on his own.

It was too slow to confirm that things were over. The next second, the white mist as thin as a cicada's wing gently brushed across the entire room.

At the same time, the values ​​of monitoring equipment somewhere in the city suddenly soared, and the employees who were staring at the screen and on duty fell from their chairs in fear.

Has, what happened?
Chapter completed!