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Chapter 251 Silt and Attack(1/2)



Bai Su, who successfully escaped from the conference room, stood in the corridor of the police station and looked around.

He is incompatible with the humans around him who are busy working and may even have to work overtime.

After searching for any familiar faces in the corridor, Bai Su finally took a step forward, walked towards a woman who was pouring water from the water dispenser, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Who!" The pony-tailed woman who approached quietly was startled, and she almost jumped up, and a little of the water in the cup she was holding was shaken out.

Bai Su looked at Qi... Qi Zhuyue, right? She turned around suddenly and pressed her shoulder with her free hand.

"Baisu?" Qi Zhuyue's nerves jumped, "You...why are you still here?"

The woman with a ponytail thought that after the meeting, Bai Su, who had no job but only worked part-time, should have left their police station.

"You were left here by the boss to chat for a few words?" The name was Xue Xia Chengyin. Bai Sudang didn't see the pony-tailed woman's hesitant expression when addressing him.

Qi Zhuyue: I definitely learned this name from Senior Xia, right?

Qi Zhuyue: Ah ah, really, what does Senior Xia teach people every day...

An Xiangwen repeated: "Friends?"

The borrower has no authority, so I pretended to be a member of the team and watched along.

Bai Su nodded perfunctorily, indicating that he understood.

Witnessing the white-haired young man walking out, you looked at the message you received on your phone and shouted to someone: "He didn't have a liaison here before... Anyway, he is such a person, he remembers——"

With a reasonable shrug of the shoulders, the next victim of borrowing books slowed down his pace.

The people sitting in the canteen felt no gust of wind blowing. Even An Xiangwen, who was outside the corner, noticed something and looked towards the door, only to see a turbulent figure disappearing here.

However, when the human figure constructed from the mud wanted to materialize into a concrete appearance, it got stuck.

An Xiangwen stood here holding a cup in his hand, and just as he was thinking about it, he heard the white-haired young man next to his ear continue to speak: "Speaking of which, you still think Sister Qi didn't order any noodles-"

What the liaison officer said came out of Bai Su's right ear and out the other. I walked absentmindedly on the way home, turning my head over the information I just recorded.

If it was stolen or robbed, it might as well have been borrowed from someone else.

You probably heard it clearly. Do you think Bai Su has excellent hearing?

The previous words were scattered in the air, and An Xiangwen knew whether Bai Su heard them clearly.

The man with the ponytail shuddered at what I was looking at. The words he wanted to agree with came to his mouth but were swallowed back. Finally, he nodded willingly.

Except for the wig and a million... details, your disguise should be perfect.

Bai Su saw the face of the human male sitting opposite him changing back and forth like a palette, and he knew that the other person was thinking wrong again.

The mud rose to the same level as Baisu, and its outline changed into a human shape. It even wore the same clothes as Baisu. Those changes only happened in the blink of an eye.

The white-haired young man never looked at the road, but he could always avoid pedestrians on the road accurately.

Did I really remember it? I still have no such doubts. When the man with a ponytail signed, his handwriting was not a little stiff.

By the way, if you do something like the villagers in the story "The Boy Who Cried Wolf", you will definitely believe it. If you mention it a few times, you will feel on tenterhooks.

However, there is still no blood flowing out.

"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat." Bai Su took out his fully charged mobile phone and took a look at it, then unplugged the borrowed power bank, "Do you remember that the cafeteria outside doesn't serve lunch yet?"

There is someone disturbing you in the corner of the cafeteria.

Che Hao put his hands down with satisfaction and continued to eat the food behind the noodles.

As soon as it was over, Baisu turned quite quickly, still maintaining the speed of one eye and ten lines. After turning for a while, his movements gradually became easier.

The target is retiring from food and is probably in a good mood.

Seeing the white-haired young man looking towards you, An Xiangwen said without any distress: "What a coincidence."

The cut under the white-haired young man's cheek has disappeared, as if it had existed as soon as it ended.

The special person was scratched, and blood had already overflowed, but there was only a pale scratch under Bai Su's face.

Instead of asking me, how about starting from the mutual aid association Che Haobei said.

I went to eat far away because it was recommended by the viewers of the live broadcast room, and I also thought of it when I met Che Haobei. As for being invited to visit... this is completely Qi Zhuyue's own decision. I can always say that I came from Qi Zhuyue

Now that you’ve started looking for a job, the arrangement is over, right?

Are you hallucinating? It should be.

After you think about Bai Sumu's identity, it seems that he is just a relevant person but a participant in the case. If you want to read the information...

"Does he want to get something from you?"

The narrow streets are full of obstacles, and the streets seem to have become the private areas of the shops on both sides, with all kinds of debris piled behind the eyes.

The mud that rushed in the opposite direction repeated the previous operation, but was still stuck at the step of revealing the appearance.

The same goes for blood.

"An Xiangwen, Sister Qi." Bai Su called out the human's name, his eyes curled into crescent shapes, "Can you trouble him with one more thing?"

An Xiangwen often eats in the canteen, so he has accumulated enough money on his meal card to be able to order enough dishes for the white-haired young man to cover the table.

The man with a ponytail hesitated, and finally spoke when only the snacks were left under the table: "Bai Su, was he really fishing for law enforcement that time?"

It’s a one-stop process of buying and paying for food, and the whole process takes more than ten minutes.

Ten centimeters is too much. If you don’t have a measuring stick, you can see that Luo’s documents are going to be seventy centimeters.

The previous reading does not have the meaning of quantum reading. The onlookers just want to ask one question, can they really remember it?

Bai Su once again lamented the cumbersomeness of human order in his heart, and finished thinking about how I would get the human intelligence next time.

——We are both fallen people from the end of the world.

"Huh?" Qi Zhuyue didn't keep up.

An Xiangwen feels that he is not threatened, and you have no evidence.

The dark mud visually bulges out a question mark under the face, fully expressing its own doubts.

Bai Su: "I know."

After swiping the human male's meal card again, the man showed a pained expression, and Bai Su finally put away the dinner plate.

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Bai Su responded: "Yes, the one they sent to the hospital is called Che Haobei."

The white-haired young man sitting across from him knew when he had stopped eating. He placed his hands on his chin with his head resting there, at an eighty-degree angle.

"...It doesn't look very reassuring." The importance of the two documents is not the same.

Before leaving Che Hao, An Xiangwen finally felt relaxed.

"Apply now."

An Xiangwen:......

Bai Su walked a few steps toward the mud, muttering to himself as he walked: "What he needs should be blood... Does he need your blood to become like you?"

As he said that, the white-haired young man pinched his chin pretending to be distressed: "I didn't seem to be in good spirits after that. It must have been the fault of the cult. Then come to think of it... how bad is my luck? I always encounter bad luck.

Accident."

When he looked away, the man with a ponytail looked into a pair of white eyes.

After pronouncing the word for the seventh time, Bai Su's answer caused An Xiangwen to look forward, and the white-haired young man winked at the human male.

Then I stopped and tilted my head to the right.

Ten minutes ago, two people were sitting in a corner of the police station’s cafeteria.

So it has nothing to do with me? I just want to open a meal card to eat.

An Xiangwen sighed quietly and ended with one sentence: "Mr. Bai, please pay attention to what you can say..."

An Xiangwen moved his lips and spoke quickly: "I want you to think, please have dinner. If it's enough, you can order more."

Qi Zhuyue couldn't correct her. She sighed and said: "Since there is nothing wrong, Mr. Bai, you can go home. If you want to get overtime pay, wait for about half an hour and go to the door to punch in -"

"Ah? If he wants to see it..." An Xiangwen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then the mud surged backwards for a distance, and the leg area suddenly melted into a ball and bulged slightly, giving people a sense that it was about to take off.

The white-haired young man raised his head and concentrated on the food. The pony-tailed man opposite him started to change his face on the palette and became calm.

As if he was dodging in time, Bai Su's neck was brushed for the seventh time.

"By the way, I'm sure you want to see information that has nothing to do with Tuochuan. What should you do?"

Most of the people in our general departments have no accident constitution, and Bai Su indicates this type of general appearance.

When Che Hao said remember, he naturally printed the words out of his mind and could check them at any time. This was a past incident.

An Xiangwen didn't even leave with him, just like sending a Buddha to the west or sending someone to the door of the police station.

A bad premonition welled up in his heart. As soon as the human male picked up the plate and ran away, he smiled in agreement.
To be continued...
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