Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 198 Live Streaming Accident
Of course, the haunted house can be opened fire. Ten days ago, there were still people living in it, and the water, electricity and gas were paid as usual.

Several humans seemed to be very dissatisfied with Baisu's answer, only the burly man, Lao Hei, stopped his companion, and asked one more question: "Bai... did you buy these?"

"Cooking?" Baisu replied, "How long does the water point live broadcast?"

His cooking skills are actually not that good, but fans seem to prefer to watch carnival episodes rather than cooking successful dishes?

There are quite a lot of views on the video of the overturned car collection on the website. There are all kinds of strange things about Baisu's overturned car. Generally speaking, he doesn't care.

Old Hei stared at the shopping bag for a while, then looked at the seemingly harmless face of the black-haired youth, waved his hand, and asked the people behind him to help Baisu carry it.

"But Old Hei—"

"Don't talk too much, go and mention it."

Baisu, who had his shopping bags cleaned, was empty-handed. He looked at the room behind the burly man, and then at the villa in the distance.

If he judged correctly, the villa in the distance was the target haunted house.

Ordinary people probably can't tell the difference, but to Baisu, the difference in breath is quite big.

"From here?"

"Yes... Let's go there together."

In addition to the shopping bags brought by Baisu, there are still some shooting equipment that needs to be moved there.

Occasionally, the "little white face" anchor who shows some death perspectives is supported by one face.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the target villa, a cold atmosphere permeated the air.

Fortunately, today is a sunny day, the intensity of the sun's rays is online, people can feel warm when walking under the sun, but walking under the shadow of clouds just feels the difference between whether there is sunshine or not.

In fact, it is not the case, it is the impact of the villa.

It seems that daytime is not the time for ghosts to appear, at least there are no shadows of ghosts around this villa.

The headed burly man opened the door of the villa with a key, pushed the door open and turned on the light.

The light flickered twice before coming on, as if the initial flicker was just a bad connection.

The human beings then placed all the large and small bags they brought in the living room on the first floor, and the crowd spread out to continue the arrangement, and some people came towards Baili.

The burly man saw it and wanted to say something, but hesitantly sat back.

The one who walked towards Baisu was the only woman in this group of humans. She wore bright makeup and her face was a typical Internet celebrity face... her chin was a bit pointed, and it hurt to poke someone.

She was probably also very confident in her appearance, and when she got close, she showed a contrived smile at Baisu.

There was no reaction on the black-haired young man's face, he just tilted his head.

Perhaps because she didn't get the flattery she wanted, the woman's expression froze for a moment, then she immediately changed her mood and sat down naturally.

"Hi, I'm your live broadcast partner today."

It doesn't matter what the female's name is, anyway, she is the only female human present.

She handed a notebook to Baisu, the paper was covered with a strong smell of powder, so that Baisu sneezed the moment he took it over.

The woman's smile froze.

"Sorry." Without sincerity, Baisu pinched her nose, "Your smell is a bit pungent."

It's not right for the woman to continue to laugh, or to just walk away. In the end, she can only sit there with a straight face.

She still had something to say to Baisu.

Baisu blocked his sense of smell, so he flipped through the notebook in his hand and read the so-called script.

"Hmm... that means I want to take a tour of this house with you and show the audience?" Bai Su read, "The reason is the business of selling houses... Is there really such a business?"

Whether it was there or not, it is now.

And he also took money, although the other party forced it, but there was always a money transaction.

Strange purpose and lame excuses are about to kick off a new live broadcast.

Baisu subconsciously felt that the live broadcast might not go so smoothly.

Baili took over the script, and considering that a strange woman would appear in the live broadcast room, he sent another dynamic warning for the time being.

The news truthfully stated that the live broadcast that was agreed before is a live broadcast with "goods", even if the goods are special, there will be people from the entrusting party together.

Baisu's words are strange.

After the human female saw that the written script was handed over, Baisu ignored her. She sat patiently for a while, and did not wait for the black-haired young man to pay her any attention.

"A bad guy..."

The woman cursed under her breath, then she stood up and writhed away to the rest of the house.

Not long after the sofa beside Baisu was empty, someone sat down again.

At first Baisu didn't pay attention to him, but he couldn't stop the people who followed him from watching him all the time.

He didn't speak, just sat there until Baisu felt that the human being who was looking at him had something wrong with his mind, so he looked at him.

It was an ordinary face, with no distinctive features, a face that was imprinted on the back of the retina after a few glances, and could not be remembered even if thrown in the crowd.

Seeing Baisu looking at him, the man twitched the corners of his mouth, and put on a smile that was even more fake than Baisu's.

"Mr. Bai, have you met your parents?"

Baisu:?
Again, the parents of the human Baisu are dead.

If one needs to meet the parents of the human Baisu, it must be a road leading to death.

The human Baisu didn't know if he saw him, after all, it happened after the death of the human.

After a short pause, Baisu replied, "No, my parents died very early."

The man with an ordinary face smiled unabated, and nodded after hearing the answer: "That's it, excuse me."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left, his whole person was inexplicable.

Baisu didn't take this brief conversation to heart either. After memorizing the script in his heart, he decided to go to the kitchen to drink water for a while.

"Is the kitchen ready to use now?"

When passing by the burly man, Baisu asked, and the latter nodded.

So 10 minutes later, Baisu stood in a strange kitchen, facing strange kitchen utensils.

[Sudden broadcast? ]
[Didn't it be broadcast at night...the kitchen you haven't seen before? ]
[Kitchen, is cooking? ]
[noob!It depends on whether Xiaobai Er is here!Depends on Xiaobai No. [-]! ]
Baisu adjusted the camera twice, pointing the phone at the chopping board and the sink.

"Temporary water for a long time... It's cooking, you can nominate the recipe... There is no dog, the dog is at home."

The number of bullet screens yelling to see the white dog decreased a lot, and then there were more bullet screens for ordering food, some normal and some abnormal, and finally a highlighted paid bullet screen won.

It was a string of video numbers, which could be watched directly by copying it to a video website.

Baisu searched and looked, and when he saw the cover, he pressed pause in confusion.

Do humans like to eat such food?

"Let me check the materials...it seems to be all there."

He was in the supermarket before because someone paid for it, so he pushed the cart and saw what was put in the cart, and the ingredients were complete.

Baisu pulled out a hard-frozen octopus from the side bags—the shopping bags were put in the kitchen.

"It needs to be washed with water... wait a minute."

Reaching out and turning the sink on the right, Baisu silently watched the blood gushing from the faucet.

Instantly, he closed the knob.

Turning his head again, he could see that the barrage in the live broadcast room had exploded on his mobile phone.

What is it called?Baisu thought for a while, is it a bad call or a live broadcast of the accident?
(End of this chapter)