Chapter 195

Baisu went out empty-handed, and returned home with the document bag kindly provided by the police station.

The file bag contained the live broadcast contract and some documents distributed by the police station, all of which can be put away after being read once.

It was Chen Zi who sent him back. The woman with short hair walked around the workplace and successfully borrowed a car from a colleague.

In the words of a human woman, driving a police car might have a bad influence.

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

Baisu opened the rear door and sat on it, and asked casually, "In this situation, do you still care about these things?"

"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 relationship between the seats and the fact that the vehicle was already on the road, she could only observe the passengers in the rear seat from the rearview mirror.

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

"That is to say—" Baisu imagined the environment in which human beings live, "There are so many supernatural events to be dealt with, and they will be very concerned about these details."

"Hmm..." Chen Zi knocked on the steering wheel under his hand, "No matter how many accidents there are, you'll have to live, right? Daily life has to be separated from work. What's the point of being full of supernatural beings?"

The human woman thought thoroughly, and she chatted with Baisu a few more times, and soon sent Baisu to his place of residence.

"Okay, it's here." Chen Zi stopped the car and watched people get out of the car, "I will see you at work in the future!"

After all, the car swung its tail and rushed out. The speed of the car was much faster than before. It could be seen that he was also a player stepping on the bottom line of the traffic police.

After Baisu returned to the community, he saw Xiao Jiang, a community worker who was walking around in the community. Today, there are no shadows on the human shoulders, which is normal.

Xiao Jiang, a community worker, rushed over as soon as they met, speaking quickly: "Mr. Bai, those people followed other residents to swipe their access control cards to come here. Later, I saw them sneaking around in the surveillance, so I contacted you immediately."

It seemed that people were ready to call the police with their paint buckets, but who knew that the leader who led them sneaked around, and finally sat down at the door of Baisu's house by himself, using the paint bucket as a stool.

The others were dismissed by him. In this case, even calling the police could not take them away. Xiao Jiang, a community worker, had no choice but to hurry up and call Baisu to come back.

"It's okay." Baisu patted the human on the shoulder, "I'll go and see."

Don't let the human go upstairs, and there is a person sitting in front of his house.

A burly man sat on a paint bucket with a brush on it.

There was a little air-dried and solidified paint on the brush, so it shouldn't have been painted on the nearby wall, after all, it didn't have a strong and pungent smell.

Probably hearing footsteps, the man sitting on the paint bucket turned his gaze towards the direction where Baisu was sitting.

Then he stood up, estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, and walked towards Baisu.

When the man stood up, he kicked the paint bucket with his heel, and the bucket full of paint slid back a few centimeters, making a harsh sound.

Baisu took two steps towards the light, and the burly man stopped in front of him.

The man's facial features didn't look easy to get along with, and his expressionless face was a bit fierce. He looked at Baisu, and his eyes skipped over the document bag in Baisu's hand.

The man opened his mouth viciously: "Very good, Baisu, forget about us when we get rich!"

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

When a normal person encounters this kind of thing, he may first suspect whether the other party has admitted a mistake, but Baisu, who has lost his memory, frowned.

A debt owed by the human Baisu?
Baisu, who had buried human memory for a long time, had no choice but to rediscover the sense of human existence.

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

In a word, the man in front of him provided the human Baisu with information about the human Baisu's parents.

It seems that some other transaction was made, but the memory of the specific content of the transaction was lost, and Baisu didn't know.

Seeing that Baisu was silent, the man in front of him was so angry that he opened his mouth again, spitting wildly: "Hey boy, you were the one who wanted to join our guild at the beginning, don't think that you can make some achievements and have a platform to support you— —”

Baisu raised her black eyes, and cast a sidelong glance at the man, seeing the latter's heart pounding, and kept silent.

—what is looking at him?
The two of them are standing in the corridor now, and the other residents are not at home when they go to work on weekdays.

The heartbeat sounded one after another, and the noise was like thunder.

Shivering inexplicably, the man touched his arm, not knowing where the coolness came from.

——This kid is a bit wicked.

The man's voice was hoarse, and what he wanted to say just now was forgotten by him. The moment of daze made him need to reorganize his sentences.

The man moved his knuckles and finally freed himself from the rigid posture. He exhaled twice, the panting sound was a bit heavy, and there was some air leakage.

The pupils of human eyes are black and white. When staring at a man, it seems to peel off the man's outer skin layer by layer, and cut open the innermost core——

"and then?"

The clear male voice interrupted the man's random thoughts, and also helped him regain the ability to speak.

Baisu folded her arms: "I have a platform to support me, then what?"

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

He no longer had the previous ferocious aura, and even stopped for a few seconds while speaking, but at least he was able to speak.

"Don't, don't think that you can be unscrupulous... You... Are there any... unfulfilled parts of the contract between you and us..."

Something beyond the monster's common sense has arisen.

If An Xiangwen, who was more active on the Internet, stood here, he might be able to know what illegal contract his brother Bai signed.

But now standing in the corridor is Baisu.

The black-haired young man nodded suspiciously, and asked repeatedly: "Then?"

Then... the man who stuttered always felt that the current conversation was too smooth, so he continued to speak according to his original plan.

"Ow... owe us a live broadcast... Just, just right, your live broadcast popularity... Okay, you'd better come..."

Baisu heard the man stammering, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, he raised his head in doubt and uttered a single syllable: "Huh?"

He thought about the day when his last live broadcast was half a month ago, and he has been in a state of passive sabotage since he discovered the method of using white dogs to goof off.

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

Although he doesn't know as much about the live broadcast as curly-haired humans, he still has a little bit of it.

For someone like him who hasn’t been broadcast for a long time, maybe even better technology will be replaced by AI——

Is it really hot?
Baisu was skeptical.

(End of this chapter)

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