Baisu went out empty-handed and returned home with a file bag provided by the police station.

The file bag contains a live broadcast contract, and some documents distributed by the police station are all the ones that can be left alone after reading them.

The one who sent him back was Chen Zi. The short-haired woman walked around at work and successfully borrowed a car from her colleague.

In the words of human women, driving a police car may have a bad impact.

"After all, if you are sent back by a police car, it will definitely become a topic of conversation between neighbors after dinner, right?" Chen Zi sat in the driver's seat and stroked his hair.

Baisu opened the rear car door and sat up, asking casually: "Do you still care about these things in this situation?"

"What's the situation?" The short-haired woman in the front row just stepped on the accelerator and the car started slowly.

Due to the seat relationship and the vehicle has already started on the road, she can only observe the passengers in the rear seat from the rearview mirror.

The black-haired young man did not look ahead, but instead looked at the street scene moving outside the window.

"That is to say--" Bai Su imagined the environment in which humans were living. "There are so many supernatural events to be dealt with, and he will also care about these details."

"Well..." Chen Zi knocked on his steering wheel, "No matter how many accidents you have, you have to live a life, right? Daily life must be separated from work, what is the supernatural thing about your mind?"

The human woman thought it through thoroughly, and she chatted with Baisu for a few more words and soon sent Baisu to her place of residence.

"Okay, it's here." Chen Zi stopped the car and watched people get out of the car. "See you goodbye if you have the chance to work in the future!"

After saying that, the car swung its tail and rushed out. The speed was much faster than before. It can be seen that it was also a player who was traversing the bottom line of the traffic police.

After Baisu returned to the community, he saw Xiao Jiang, a community worker who was wandering around the community. Today, there was no shadow on the shoulders of humans. It was normal.

As soon as the community staff member Xiao Jiang rushed over, speaking quickly: "Mr. Bai, those people came here with other residents to swipe the access card. Later, they saw them sneaking in the surveillance camera, so they quickly contacted you."

I saw that people were carrying the paint bucket and were about to call the police. Who knew that the person in the leader led the person to sneak around and finally sat down alone at the door of Baisu's house, and the paint bucket was also used as a stool.

The others were cleared by him. In this case, even if they called the police, they could not take them away. Community staff member Xiao Jiang could only call Baisu back quickly.

"It's okay." Bai Su patted the human shoulder, "I'll go and take a look."

Don't go upstairs, and someone sat in front of his house.

The sturdy man sat on the paint bucket under his butt, and the paint bucket was also put on a brush.

The brush is covered with some air-drying and solidified paint, which should not be applied to the nearby walls, after all, there is no strong and pungent smell.

Perhaps he heard the footsteps, the man sitting on the paint bucket turned his gaze in the direction Bai Su was sitting.

Then he stood up, probably 1.9 meters tall, and walked towards Bai Su.

When the man stood up, heel kicked the paint bucket on his heel, and the paint-filled bucket slid back a few centimeters, making a harsh sound.

Bai Su took two steps to the light, and the strong man stopped in front of him.

The man's facial features didn't look easy to get along with, and he was a little fierce with expressionless face. He looked at Baisu and his eyes passed by the file bag he was holding in Baisu's hand.

The man spoke viciously: "It's great Baisu. I forgot about us when I am well developed!"

The other party's tone of questioning was extremely natural, and the villain's face was completely posed.

When a normal person encounters such a thing, he may first doubt whether the other party has admitted his mistake, but Bai Su, who has lost memory, frowned.

The debts owed by human white su?

Bai Su, who had been burying human memories for a long time, had no choice but to re-examine the human presence.

This time, he seemed to have found the fierce face in front of him.

In a nutshell, the man in front of him provided information to the human Baisu, about the human Baisu parents.

It seems that he has made some other transactions, but Bai Su doesn't know the memory of the specific content of the transaction.

The man in front of him was so angry that he spoke again when he saw Bai Su silent, and spit out: "Hey, you were the ones you wanted to join our guild at the beginning. Don't think that you can do something with the platform to support you-"

Bai Su raised his black eyes and glanced at the man sideways, making his heart beat faster and he said nothing.

——What is watching him?

The two of them are standing in the corridor now, and the other residents are not at home during work hours.

The heartbeats followed by thunder.

He shivered for no reason, and the man touched his arm, not knowing where the chill came from.

——This kid is a bit weird.

The man was hoarse and he just wanted to say something he was left behind. A moment of waving made him need to reorganize his sentences.

The man moved his knuckles and finally rescued himself from his stiff posture. He exhaled twice, his breathing sounded a little heavy, and some air leaks.

Human pupils are clearly black and white. When staring at a man, it seems that the man's outer skin is peeled off layer by layer and the innermost core is cut open.

"Then what?"

The clear male voice interrupted the man's random thoughts and regained his ability to speak.

Baisu hugged his arm: "I have a platform to support me, then what?"

The clothes wet with cold sweat on his back proved that the feeling just now was not an illusion. The man swallowed, stumbled and continued under Bai Su's inquiry.

He no longer had the vicious momentum of the past, and even said a word for a few seconds, but he could speak at least.

"Don't think you can be unscrupulous... Is there any place to do the contract with us... not fulfilled..."

Something beyond the common sense of monsters has emerged.

If An Xiangwen, who is more active on the Internet, may be able to know what non-compliant contract he signed by Brother Bai.

But now Bai Su is standing in the corridor.

The brunette young man nodded suspiciously and asked repeatedly: "Then?"

Then... the man who was talking stuttering always felt that the conversation was too smooth now, so he continued to say the words as he originally planned.

"I owe... a live broadcast that we owe... just happens to be your live broadcast popularity... OK, you'd better come..."

Baisu stammered and heard the next half of the sentence, raised his head in confusion and issued a single syllable: "Ha?"

He thought about the last time he broadcasted live, half a month ago. Since he discovered that he could use the white dog to be lazy, he has been in a state of passive slacking off.

He renewed the contract because the new contract terms given by the live broadcast platform were really loose.

Although he doesn't know much about live broadcasts as well as curly humans, he still hears it a little.

Like him who has not been broadcast for a long time, maybe he will be replaced by AI if his skills are better.

Is it really still popular?

Bai Su was skeptical.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!