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Chapter 364

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The elevator slowly ascended. Ji Xiang squatted there with a bag of fresh milk in its mouth, its expression solemn and unsmiling.

Although Ji Xiang always had this kind of cold attitude, Su Bai could still feel a different feeling. The relationship between the blood corpse and Ji Xiang was definitely not ordinary, but at least from the looks of it, Ji Xiang did not plan to settle the debt with Su Bai because of the blood corpse.

Then, what was the relationship between Ji Xiang and Lychee?

Some doubts were destined to remain unsolved for the time being, because Ji Xiang could not speak. Although Su Bai knew that if Ji Xiang was willing to speak, it would not have any problems even if it could not speak. However, Su Bai understood that with Ji Xiang's temperament, it would not be willing to sit there peacefully and slowly tell its past story to Su Bai. This was not the cat's style.

The elevator door opened, and Ji Xiang quickly walked back to the detective agency, with Su Bai following behind.

After returning home, he took off his windbreaker and placed the two Hellfire shotguns on the coffee table. After washing his face, Su Bai directly walked into the bedroom.

The little fellow was already asleep on the bed, and Ji Xiang was gently caressing the little fellow's back.

No matter what, this cat's attitude and attentiveness towards the little fellow made Su Bai feel at ease. He did not know why Ji Xiang and the little fellow hit it off so well, but sometimes, this kind of feeling towards a child and a pet was hard to explain with reason. Perhaps it would fall in love at first sight, and there was no reason to explain it.

Gently sitting on the bed, Su Bai looked at the sleeping little fellow, and could not help but reach out his hand to gently rub the little fellow's cute face. The little fellow seemed to feel itchy in its sleep, and subconsciously used its little hand to touch its face, and then changed its position to continue sleeping.

Su Bai stood up, walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a room card.

Ji Xiang lay on the bed with the little fellow and began to sleep. It did not care what Su Bai was going to do.

Su Bai, who had rested on the plane, did not feel much sleepiness at this time. Since he had returned home to see the child, he should seize the time to go to Frankenstein's house. If things went smoothly, he should be able to return with breakfast tomorrow morning, and the little fellow would have just woken up.

Gently closing the bedroom door, Su Bai picked up his car key and walked out of the office. After taking the elevator to the underground parking lot, Su Bai did not rush to start the car, but subconsciously looked at the radio in the car.

For some reason, at this time, the scene of his first exposure to the horror broadcast appeared in his mind.

At that time, he had just killed a white-collared woman and got into the car of a driver who had just killed a person. The two of them, who had just been stained with blood on their hands, bumped into each other.

At that time, he had just killed a white-collar woman and got into a car with a driver who had just killed a person. The two people, who had just been stained with blood on their hands, met each other.

All of a sudden, he felt like sighing.

Su Bai picked up the chewing gum in the car, tore open the packaging, and put it in his mouth to chew. After starting the car, a midnight hit program came on the radio. It was Xu Song's "Funeral of Roses", a sad song with a cheerful rhythm.

The car drove out of the parking lot and onto the road. The sound of the radio was very clear in the car. The car windows and doors completely isolated the noise outside, creating a special atmosphere.

In this era, listening to the radio had indeed become a very outdated way of entertainment. In the past few years, the largest radio listeners were drivers, migrant workers, and students. Now, with the increasing popularity of smartphones, only drivers would still insist on listening to the radio every day because of the nature of their work. The rest of the people had long since stopped listening to the radio. This was something that could not be helped. After all, the times were constantly developing, and most industries and supplies would gradually disappear in the tide of time.

Perhaps, in a few years, holding a radio, walking on the street, and listening to the sound of the radio while walking freely would become a kind of anti-trend fashion.

Thinking of this, Su Bai couldn't help but laugh. It should be because he had just returned home to see the little fellow, so Su Bai was in a good mood now.

The car turned into a new campus. There was a security booth at the door. Su Bai tried to swipe the sensor with the door card, and the fence rose. It was indeed a multi-purpose card.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the community. Su Bai took the elevator up and found the house marked on the door card. When standing in front of the door, Su Bai hesitated. Su Bai wondered if he needed to get a suit of chemical protection before going in.

After all, the scene of Frankenstein using poison to directly poison the strong black listener left a deep impression on Su Bai.

However, since he was already here, it didn't matter anymore. Besides, most people wouldn't turn their own homes into a poison den.

After swiping the door card, the door lock rang and opened by itself. Su Bai walked in. This was a standard three bedrooms and one living room. The layout and decoration were not bad. It was very simple but not simple. Generally, looking at the decoration style of a house, one could see the aesthetic appreciation level of the owner of the house.

Su Bai was not surprised that Frankenstein could decorate such a stylish house. A genius would not be too bad in any aspect.

There was a cup of coffee on the marble table in the living room. It was estimated that it had been there for a few months, but the coffee had not solidified. Of course, there was no heat, but it looked like it had just been poured for two hours.

Naturally, Su Bai was not so despicable as to pick up the coffee and take a sip. Even if the Coke that was given to him in Xi 'an was drugged, Su Bai was not worried. However, Su Bai really did not dare to taste the things in this house.

The kitchen was no different from an ordinary person's kitchen. Su Bai went directly to the first bedroom and opened the door. The scene inside made Su Bai's pupils suddenly stagnate. There were pieces of human skin hanging on the wall of this bedroom. There was a long burning lamp in the middle, and the flickering flame added a strange and gloomy feeling.

Frankenstein used a scientific method to connect ghosts with modern technology. There was also the integration of modern pharmacology, so he could make some things that would make the listeners feel strange.

There were no less than 30 pieces of human skin on the wall, each of which could be called a work of art. Because when taken from the human body, it showed its integrity to the greatest extent. The physical characteristics of women and men were also very delicate.

When Su Bai entered, the originally bright yellow flame of the long burning lamp suddenly turned green, and there was a faint sound of crying in the room.

Su Bai frowned, took a step back, and closed the door.

Opening the second door, the furnishings inside were much more modern. It was completely a modern scientific research room. All kinds of equipment that Su Bai recognized and did not recognize were densely piled up here, and some of the instruments were even lit up.

He walked into the third room, which seemed a little empty. There were some bottles, jars, and herbal specimens here. This was actually where Su Bai was really interested.

After all, Su Bai was not a Frankenstein. Even if the research equipment and raw materials here were given to Su Bai, Su Bai would not be able to create a controllable ghost like the boy in the red shirt, nor would he be able to create a drug that could silently poison a powerful listener. Su Bai was only here to see if there was a ready-made bargain.

If there was, everyone would be happy, and the trip would not have been in vain. If there was none, Su Bai planned to destroy this place. After all, this house was currently ownerless. If one day, the property management or a thief came in and stole something, the impact would be too great. Su Bai was not a saint, but it was just a small matter, so he did not mind doing it.

There were a few colorful bottles on the shelf. Su Bai tried to remember which one the Frankenstein monster had used to poison the listener, but his mind was clueless. This was very awkward. The drug in each bottle must have a different effect, and Su Bai could not just rely on luck when he needed to use it.

However, he could not just randomly test the drug, and there was no suitable target for him to use.

He put all the ready-made bottles and cans into his bag, along with some strange-looking specimens. There weren't a lot of them, but the bag was almost full.

At this time, the noise in the first bedroom seemed to be getting louder. It was a bit like a pet that had been idle at home for a long time suddenly sensed the presence of a living person and began to make a fuss, waiting for its owner to visit.

Su Bai walked to the living room and looked around. If he wanted to set fire to the house, it was really easy to spread it to other residents, and the fire might have a negative effect.

The way to solve the problem once and for all was for Su Bai to transport these things to a sparsely populated place a few times and think of a way to destroy them. However, Su Bai felt that this was very troublesome, and he could not be bothered to spend that much time.

To be honest, after seeing this house, Su Bai was still very impressed by the Frankenstein's ability. It was indeed very powerful for a person to be able to create such a thing in this house alone. In fact, Su Bai even had a faint feeling of regret. It was indeed a waste of God's gifts that he had killed this person back then.

If this guy was still alive and could help him keep making related drugs in this area, that would really be a very happy thing.

Just as Su Bai was standing in the living room, lost in his thoughts..,

"Ka-cha..."

Outside the house..,

There was the sound of the door card swiping the lock,

Su Bai's gaze once again fell on the coffee cup on the table,

Could it be..,

Was this coffee really poured by someone just now?

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