Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 185
Xia Chengyin is not as sentimental as others.

In other words, at this stage, he will not invest so much emotion.

No matter how sympathetic Baisu's examination results were, he didn't have any emotions about it now.

"Yes." The human policeman frankly admitted, and he tapped his shoulder blade with the folder in his hand, "I need to talk to you about this matter in detail, now—"

Xia Chengyin looked around: "I'll have a meal first, you..."

Tang Nuo and Chen Zi left cooperatively, while Baisu...he planned to have another meal.

After bluntly expressing his desire to have another meal, Baisu asked, "Is that okay, Officer Xia?"

Xia Chengyin had no opinion at first, but after 5 minutes, it became a little opinion, and in 10 minutes it became a lot of opinion.

But before the human police broke out, the black-haired youth stopped and put his hands together in thanks: "Thank you for the hospitality."

It was as if someone had stepped on the edge of the bottom line, but was stuck within the acceptable range, which made the human police look a little dark.

Holding the meal card that was inexplicably missing a lot of money, the policeman with an inch head said, "Let's go."

The place of conversation was still upstairs, in a spare room.

The room is pure white, whether the walls, tables or chairs are all white, extremely white.

The color tone is too consistent, which should make people feel uncomfortable, but Baisu adapts well.

He even took the initiative to pull out the chair and sit down, looked around, and included redecorating the residence into the to-do list.

From this point of view, white really suits him best.

The human policeman who entered the room one step behind closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was finally not so glaring.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Xia Chengyin asked.

Baisu didn't understand what the humans were asking: "What?"

"Nothing." Xia Chengyin replied.

The human policeman glanced at the black-haired youth strangely, reached out and adjusted the light in the room. The warm yellow light changed the atmosphere of the whole room, making it less cold.

The human policeman had no intention of interrogating him. Considering the length of the conversation, he brought some refreshing tea.

"Water, tea or coffee?"

"Is there any Coke... All right, just boiled water."

Regrettably, there was no sparkling happy water for human beings, so Baisu chose the most common boiled water as the next best thing.

The first thing I want to talk about is the shadow in my head.

Even though Xia Chengyin's colleagues had more or less disclosed it during lunch, this human policeman still followed procedure and described all his judgments in detail.

Surgery is -- totally out of the question.

"The brain is a field that has not been fully explored by human beings. The only result of doing it rashly is...you will become a fool." The probability is as high as 90.00%.

It's not that I haven't considered using supernatural means, but after completing the risk assessment, I still gave up.

For the same reason as above, the human brain is too troublesome.

So why on earth is it in such a tricky position?

Even the heart can be replaced by surgery, but the carrier of memory cannot.

I really changed my mind. Whether the person who has changed can still be defined as a "white liu" is another matter.

If you think about it from the soul level... it is beyond the outline, and the risk is also great.

"So my suggestion is not to touch the shadow in your mind. Of course, we have no objection if Mr. Bai insists on surgery."

"Ah, let's keep it." Baisu blinked, "I don't feel any discomfort right now?"

Xia Chengyin cast a sideways glance at him: "I hope you won't have that time." If so, it means that people are already in danger.

The human policeman flipped through the documents and continued to talk about other precautions. When it came to abilities, his tone became uncertain.

Xia Chengyin really wanted to ask Baisu what he thought of his abilities, and in fact he asked the same question, but the black-haired young man gave him nonsense.

"Ability? Actually, I want to be able to control my mind or something, but I went home a few days ago and tried hard, but it didn't seem to work."

Xia Chengyin took the liberty to ask who was the subject of the experiment.

"The object... the family dog."

Originally, it was a script that was casually extracted from human film and television dramas, but the word plainclothes on the tip of Baisu's tongue rolled over and was swallowed back.

Still don't add to the human attention.

Baisu tapped his knee with the hand on his lap, and replaced the word "plain clothes" with his new dog.

By the way, the white dog still owes a lesson.

The corner of the black-haired young man's mouth curled up for a moment and then fell back down, even grinding his teeth.

The Baisu people are in the human territory, so it is not very convenient to check their numbers, and they can only receive some fragmented images of street scenes.

No matter how you look at it, the white dog is not at home.

In the room, the narration of the human police continued.

Xia Chengyin quickly skipped all the links to ask for opinions from Baisu, and changed all of them to be given by himself.

"Your ability should indeed be related to mental power. It was originally guessed that it was related to dreams, but it doesn't look like it now."

"Dream?"

"Well, it's related to Fuzhao Temple, I think you should know?" Xia Chengyin narrowed his eyes, "You once asked—"

Qi Zhuyue's name went around in her mouth, and finally it was replaced by An Xiangwen's.

Xia Chengyin: "You asked An Xiangwen if he had dreams."

Baisu: "There is such a thing."

"Anyway—I'll arrange a test for you later." The human policeman quickly finalized Baisu's afternoon itinerary, "Does Mr. Bai have any objections?"

There is not much room for negotiation in the words of the order, and the added question is redundant, just for the sake of process.

Baisu shrugged his shoulders in agreement.

He only asked: "Can it be solved today?"

The answer given by the human police is: "If it goes well."

……

Baisu was thinking, how to describe the scene in front of him?

He was so bored that he wanted to yawn, but he resisted the urge because of the human presence.

It's really boring.

Humans guessed that his "ability" lies in mental power, so a series of tests were arranged.

Originally, he wanted to find out the truth about the broken branches from Baisu, but who knew that the monster was the fake No. 1, and all the temptations fell on him to no avail.

In short, he seems to be immune to all spiritual influences.

Baisu: Because it's too low-level.

Too rough to be evaluated, Baisu sat there, watching the objects standing or placed in front of him change one after another.

"I always feel that something is wrong..." The tester muttered to himself, "Is this too different from the supernatural information?"

"Do you want to tune something related to dreams..."

"Not enough authority..."

The whispers of human beings are separated by the glass, but for Baisu, he can hear clearly even if the distance suppresses the voice.

No matter what, human beings are too boring.

The clock has turned twice.

After thinking for a while, Baisu finally knocked his head on the table before the next item came.

He pretended to faint.

(End of this chapter)