OBS Chapter 20 The Record of the Joyful Union
Chapter 20 The Record of the Joyful Union
"Hmm~"
The heightened hearing resulting from second-order perception.
The sound of the entire building was broken down into independent audio tracks.
Bai Sheng stood at the entrance of the building, taking in all the sounds.
Conversations between men and women in various rooms
The sound of rushing water,
The sound of high heels clicking on the ground...
These indescribable noises entered my ears.
Bai Sheng's face flushed red without him realizing it, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
call!
immediately,
Two condensed, persistent white jets of air shot out from his nostrils.
This is not a place to stay for long.
With the buff of enhanced perception,
Not only has the perception of sound been enhanced,
At the same time, the perception of happiness has also been enhanced.
He was subjected to temptations many times greater than those of others!
Bai Sheng considered himself a virtuous gentleman.
But ultimately, they weren't otherworldly beings, detached from worldly concerns.
How could it withstand such a test?
Bai Sheng made up his mind and tried to control his unpredictable perception.
He forcibly suppressed his anger.
Amitabha Buddha~
It's time to get down to business.
Bai Sheng swayed and disappeared into the stairwell.
Sweep through layer by layer.
Besides their private room, the second floor...
The other rooms lacked that sense of destiny.
Guided by his intuition, he went upstairs.
We arrived at the third floor.
"There seem to be some clues around here."
Bai Sheng tiptoed and opened an unlocked door.
White towels and disposable slippers were piled on the shelf.
This is clearly a linen room.
"Don't rush..." Bai Sheng muttered to himself, trying to reassure himself.
Return to the corner of the stairs.
Bai Sheng tried in a noisy environment,
Lock onto that tiny, subtle fluctuation.
From several rooms on the left side of the third floor, one could hear the sound of someone massaging feet.
On the right, at the very back, there is a room...
Ok?
In this room, Bai Sheng sensed a strange aura.
It is so mysterious that it cannot be explained clearly.
But the smell emanating from under the door was completely different from that in the other rooms.
If I had to describe it...
That is, a very faint, sweet, cool fragrance seemed to waft from that room.
In short, it's quite extraordinary.
Without further ado,
Bai Sheng checked that no one was around.
Walk straight to the right-hand room at the deepest part of the third floor.
The door lock is an old-fashioned pin tumbler lock.
Bai Sheng secretly mobilized the energy of his innate grappling technique.
Five fingers gripped the doorknob.
The vortex on the finger joints trembled slightly.
The bolt snapped open.
The slight clicking sound was completely absorbed by his palm.
He pulled the door open, slipped inside, and closed it behind him.
This is a very small room.
There are no windows.
There is an old desk and a bookshelf piled with clutter.
The bookshelf was crammed with outdated magazines and old newspapers.
There are also some romance novels,
Bai Sheng picked up a book and quickly flipped through it.
"Tsk tsk tsk~"
He scanned all the readable books on the entire bookshelf.
There was no gain.
The only thing that can be confirmed is,
These books are quite extensive in scale.
It's probably only possible to release it twenty or thirty years ago.
Bai Sheng suddenly noticed again,
Several dusty cardboard boxes were stacked in the corner.
I turned on my phone's flashlight and examined each cardboard box one by one.
They searched through two boxes.
It was full of empty cosmetic bottles and expired price lists.
He opened the third cardboard box and pushed aside the top layer of waste paper.
A very faint fragrance wafted from the bottom of the box.
"This is the taste!"
Bai Sheng's eyes lit up.
Peel back the layers of waste paper.
A magazine that had been hidden at the very bottom was revealed.
It was a very, very old story magazine.
The model on the cover is wearing a bright purple swimsuit, revealing glimpses of her cleavage.
On the surface, it's just an expired piece of printing junk.
But Bai Sheng saw the top right corner of the magazine cover,
A line of small black text floated in the air:
【The Record of the Acacia Tree】
Bai Sheng held up his phone flashlight in one hand and flipped through the magazine with the other.
That magazine is indeed from a very long time ago.
The paper is severely aged.
He opened the inner pages and looked...
The first story is called "Midnight Rose".
The accompanying picture is of a curly-haired woman lying on a sofa.
That page had a large, yellowish-brown water stain.
It covers the woman's chest area.
Bai Sheng felt a wave of nausea and vomiting.
My fingers felt dirty from holding the book...
This was probably several decades ago.
The federal internet was not as widespread as it is today; it was a remnant of a certain predecessor.
Bai Sheng frowned and turned a few more pages.
I've discovered that some of my predecessors really lack martial ethics!
They actually tore off the impurities!
such as,
In one of the stories, the lower half of the model's photo had a crooked, torn tear.
It looks like it was torn by hand.
And these torn marks are not uncommon.
Often, it's those crucial parts that get torn off.
Bai Sheng snapped the magazine shut.
In his mind, he cursed the previous readers from head to toe for their poor character.
This isn't your private property, damn it.
You can look if you want, then tear it up, and then take it with you!
This kind of behavior is like biting the hand that feeds you.
In any era, they deserve to be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Calm yourself down.
Bai Sheng rolled up the magazine again, stuffed it inside his coat, and tightened it with his belt.
Da da da!
Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the corridor outside.
The sound of high heels clicking on the carpet drew ever closer.
I circled around the end of the third-floor corridor and then disappeared into the distance.
Bai Sheng's back was pressed against the door panel.
Wait until the footsteps completely disappeared in the direction of the stairs.
He silently opened the door and slipped out.
Go down to the second floor,
He deliberately looked up at the ceiling of the corridor.
A hemispherical camera was installed in the corner of the wall.
However, the indicator light for the camera direction is off.
The end of the thread hangs down halfway from the side of the base.
The broken edge was covered with a layer of dust.
Yeah, what shop owner would be stupid enough to install a real camera in their own hallway?
The recordings are all evidence; not recording them would allow you to pretend you don't know anything.
Bai Sheng turned into the public restroom at the end of the corridor and looked out the window.
He jumped straight down from the third floor.
It didn't take him much effort.
He braced himself against the window frame with both hands, climbed out, and
The body spun halfway through the air.
The ball of the foot touches the ground first.
Slightly bend your knees to absorb impact.
It landed steadily on the cement ground at the back of the alley.
The sound was barely audible.
It was almost like a cat landing on the ground.
Behind the alley was a narrow passageway.
There were several abandoned shared bicycles and two blue garbage bins piled up.
Bai Sheng dusted off his hands and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, I remembered that I had brought two brothers with me.
It would definitely not be good to just leave like this.
But he doesn't plan to treat anyone.
If detectives discover such transfer records, they could be easily detected.
Those are all pieces of evidence!
If federal detectives come knocking and pull up the transaction records, how am I supposed to explain myself?
Who put this transfer record on my phone?
By then, even if you're right, you won't be able to explain yourself.
Bai Sheng took out his phone.
I sent a message to Jiahao:
"I came out for some fresh air and saw a federal detective's car parked outside. Do you want to come out?"