The King of Strange Talks does not want to be summoned!

Yansu mobilized the masses to continue to help collect food packaged in other colors, and at the same time keep an eye on the movement outside the store.

The black-clothed investigator tried several times, but found that he couldn't get in.After all, once you touch the door, you will fall into a hallucination of horror. If you don't touch it, there is no way to open the door remotely.He had no choice but to give up for the time being, and went back to the car. He seemed to be contacting the organization now, and he might want to apply for some special items to try.

But it might take a while to wait for things to come, Yan Su was a little relieved.

"To avoid trouble, why don't you just give this monster a lesson on the spot, and then I'll leave and leave it to the Bureau of Investigation?"

Yan Su felt that with it staying here as a target, the chances of getting himself into trouble should be much smaller.

But it soon occurred to me that there seemed to be a closely connected sensory network among many types of weird creatures.

If he just beats this one, the others will only have a chance to become restrained, don't bother him anymore, it will have the effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

But if he crippled the monster and sent it to the Bureau of Investigation, the nature would change.

If other monsters find out about this, discuss and form a team to come and cry in his ear day and night, asking him why he cooperates with humans... Yan Su will get dizzy when he thinks about it.

Yan Su rubbed the center of his eyebrows, picked up a bag of blue crispy noodles, and stuffed it into his mouth on the wall.

The next moment, the crispy noodles were spit out.There are no teeth marks on the packaging.

"It seems that what you want to eat is not blue." Yan Su turned around and went to collect other snacks.

Feeding work is still in full swing.

Outside the supermarket, in the night, suddenly another orange car drove up from a distance.The momentum is unmatched, and those who come are not good.

Yan Su: ...

Trouble again?

The yellow car and the black car of the Bureau of Investigation were obviously two different styles.It drove all the way at high speed, got on the sidewalk, and then turned and braked suddenly, as if deliberately showing off, it stopped in front of the black car, which was not a parking space, and the headlights of the car also shot straight at the supermarket gate.

Immediately, the co-pilot's door opened, and a man wearing sunglasses at night stepped out.

"Here!" The man in sunglasses greeted the investigator in black happily.

But Yan Su's perception told him that this man's eyes under the sunglasses were staring excitedly at the supermarket without blinking.

Come to grab monsters.

Yan Su saw it.

The investigator in black probably didn't have a good relationship with him. He didn't move when he heard the greeting. He just stood beside his car with his hands in his pockets, ignoring the hand that the man offered to shake.

"We came here as soon as we heard about the situation here. How is it going inside?" The man in the sunglasses was not angry, he still smiled heartlessly, waved to another investigator in the car, and then came back, I also want to stick to the black-clothed investigator station.

Unexpectedly, the other party quickly took a step back and opened the distance again.

"You know I'm a clean freak." The investigator in black said calmly, holding a strangely shaped weapon.

"Uh, I was wrong." The man in sunglasses was honest immediately.

Inside the house, Yan Su was throwing a box of yogurt in a light yellow package to the wall, and at the same time felt that time was pressing again.

After a brief memory just now, he also remembered what institution the sign on the yellow car was:

Exception event processing execution group.

When Yan Su lived in other cities before, he also had contact with their members. Unlike the Investigation Bureau, which focuses on low-key investigations, this is a more radical team.

Radical here refers to not being afraid of death, not afraid of one's own death, and not afraid of the death of others.

Most ordinary people don't know that in this seemingly peaceful universe, there are actually many monsters that are difficult for humans to understand.They cannot be killed by physical methods, but can only be weakened, suppressed, and imprisoned by various means.In the face of monsters, human beings have been passively beaten for a long time.

But I don't know which little genius was the first to put forward this idea: People can't beat monsters, can monsters still can't beat monsters?

So the execution group was born, and their members would use some costly methods to confine the monster, or a part of the monster, in their own body, so as to gain the power to fight against it.It's a pity that in actual combat, most of them still can't beat the real monsters, and at most they have a chance of fighting to the death.

And these human beings who use their bodies to imprison monsters, even if they don't die in the incident, usually lose their San value very quickly and become lunatics.

So Yan Su didn't want to meet them either.It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that it feels more troublesome than dealing with the Bureau of Investigation.

In addition, this organization has another characteristic, that is, it only recruits members who are optimistic, lively, laughing, and positive. At least they must be big-hearted, so as not to go crazy soon.Anyway, the few people Yan Su met before were all like that kind of big fool who joked around every day.

Yan Su rubbed his forehead, and added a few more halos at the gate.

The two organizations outside the door are more difficult to deal with than the other, I hope they don't come in to make trouble.

After paying attention to the outside for a while, the indoor work has also made progress.

A clerk came to report that when he dropped a pack of crimson hawthorn rolls, it took him a long time to spit it out.And on the outer skin of the wrapping paper after spitting out, there are deeper tooth marks than on the ice cream.

"What does it want to eat is dark red?" Yan Su was surprised, the color is quite different from white.

And before he threw canned potato chips in light red packaging, the monster didn't eat them, but this time he ate the hawthorn rolls, indicating that it should like this precise crimson color.

"Or is it possible that the things it likes are crimson and white?" Yan Su hesitated, "What is crimson and white?"

He still paid attention to the movement outside the door with a glimmer of peripheral vision, making sure that neither organization broke in, and at the same time quickly turned around the food area and the fresh food area.

Soon, the target was discovered, and Yan Su finally stopped at the place selling raw meat.

The raw meat in the store was not sold out during the day, but because it was closed, it had been stored in the refrigerator, so it was not selected in the first two rounds of feeding trials.

Yan Su called the male clerk who was in charge of selling meat, and asked him to help him take out the meat, and then cut out a fat and thin piece—that is, a small piece that was both red and white.

Looking at the piece of meat lying in the hands of the male clerk, Yan Su nodded, took him back to the monster's hiding place, and motioned him to try throwing it away.

Seeing this, other employees and customers in the store also stopped collecting and feeding, and slowly gathered around, stopping to watch.

The piece of raw meat was quickly pushed straight into the unknown space of the wall from the clerk's hand.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

Ten seconds passed, and the monster didn't spit out the meat.

"Papapa" the onlookers applauded and cheered loudly.

Yan Su also heaved a sigh of relief.

"But, knowing what it likes, how to use this to force it out?" Yan Su pondered.

"Try to feed some more?" The pregnant female guest suggested while supporting her belly.

"Hmm... Brother, try cutting a little more." Yan Su nodded in agreement.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, there was a sudden obvious energy fluctuation in the supermarket.

It started with the walls, then the columns, the shelves, the ceiling, and finally everything started shaking like an earthquake.

The employees in the supermarket had obviously gone through fire drills. Although they panicked a bit at first, they quickly calmed down under Yan Su's mental disturbance buff.

They responded quickly and moved skillfully, leading the guests around them to find the safest corner to avoid danger at the first time.

Yan Su was pulled by Aunt Zhang who almost gouged his eyes in the afternoon, and they quickly hid in the base of the wall together.

Then the shelves collapsed, the wall skin fell off, and the sand and gravel rustled down.

At this time, the two teams outside the supermarket also heard the movement, and at the same time, several instruments in the car frantically indicated that there were abnormal fluctuations.

The investigator in black raised his weapon, the man in sunglasses put away his jokes, and the two entered a state of alert at the same time.The other newcomer investigator in the car and the team members on the side of the man in the sunglasses also tacitly let go of the conflicts between departments at this moment, cooperated with each other, and quickly pulled up the isolation belt.

Fortunately, City B is a small place. At this time, all the shops around have been closed, and there are not many pedestrians on the road.

But everyone still strictly checked to make sure that there were no ordinary people who had not evacuated in the nearby buildings, and then they all nervously faced the supermarket gate and waited for it.

Yan Su leaned against the corner of the wall, holding an iron box of chocolates on his head, and carefully protected the human body he had finally pinched out among the falling objects.But I wondered in my heart:

"No, even if it's because of the delicious food, it's not...so happy?"

"Auntie, you are hiding here. I'll try to feed it the rest of the meat, maybe it'll be fine." Yan Su got up and followed suit.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, the vibration became stronger.

This time, the few remaining shelves were all overturned, the lamps fell, and broke into pieces on the ground. The room lost its light source, and it was immediately pitch black. Fortunately, after a while, sporadic emergency lights in the corner came on, barely bringing a little light.

Yan Su's movement of standing up was also directly stopped by this wave of shaking.

"Take control, don't let me go to get meat, what can I feed you?" Yan Su resignedly rushed to appease the monster.

[Don't...don't! ! 】

The sound of prayer, which had not appeared for more than 20 minutes, suddenly sounded again at this time.

[Don't... this &. #￥... Good, so unpalatable! ! 】

[It's unpalatable... don't... Bah! ! 】

Following the bah, a rain of blood and flesh instantly ushered in the dark supermarket.

The piece of raw meat that was fed just now, after being chewed by the monster, has turned into a pile of thin bloody meat sauce, which was spat back in disgust.It hits the head and covers the face, like hail passing through the border.

"Hey, what!"

"It's sticky—it's the meat from just now, huh—"

"There are monsters on it!"

Because the coverage was too wide, even if people hid in a corner, they couldn't be spared. Everyone was more or less stained with dirt, and there were complaints all over the place.

And Yan Su didn't have the heart to control them to stop making noise and keep quiet at the moment. He really spent all his energy on building a protective layer to avoid the meat foam, so at least they didn't get dirty in the end.

"What you want to eat is not raw meat, so what exactly do you want to eat?" Yan Su was a little tired, coaxing casually, "Good boy, why don't you just tell me, otherwise how would I know what you like to eat?"

By now, the monster was probably also ignorantly aware of Yan Su's identity during repeated feedings, and kept screaming in consciousness.

It's just that the speech is messed up and doesn't form sentences, which is not much different from the prayers he usually hears.

Yan Su gradually loses his patience, but everything has come, so he can't just go back without doing anything.

He listened patiently for a while, trying to decipher the distinction and extract the key words.

Finally, with constant persistence, I came up with some new information: "What supermarket monsters like to eat is something white and dark red, round."