Chapter 115: It Rains During the Tomb-Sweeping Day

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Zhou Ze and Lao Dao followed the screams and found that floor. Because of Zhou Ze's inconvenient legs and feet, when they arrived, there were already many people gathered there. Three floors and three floors;

There are even some patients wearing patient uniforms holding their drip bottles in one hand and leaning on the wall with the other to eat melons.

There are also several nurses nearby who are comforting a girl, and someone is calling to inform the security of the hospital, who should be here soon.

Because Zhou Ze was also wearing a white coat, He Laodao easily squeezed through the crowd and walked inside.

On the ground, there was a puddle of yellow-brown pus, and there was something like egg yolk constantly floating there. People who didn't know it thought someone had peeled the egg and thrown it in. Only Zhou Ze knew that this thing Children are actually human eyeballs.

"Boss, this guy's amniotic fluid has also broken."

The old Taoist whispered in Zhou Ze's ear.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The more critical the old man is, the more he likes to mess up. This may be his self-protection mechanism in tense situations, and he can't help but relax himself in tense moments.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ze stretched out his index finger and stirred it in the pus below.

Seeing this scene, the old man also squatted aside, stretched out his fingers and put it in and stirred it. To be honest, this thing is too disgusting, but the boss is like this, so he can only keep up.

It has to be said that Lao Dao is a very pursuing person. Whether he is following the previous boss or the current boss, he has a strong desire to learn and imitate.

Immediately, the old man saw the scene where he wanted to spit out the supper. Zhou Ze actually put his middle finger in his mouth and sucked it, then lowered his head in thought, as if he was distinguishing the ingredients in it.

at the same time,

Still smash it, smash it, mouth it.

So hard?

what smell?

The old man hesitated for a moment,

I made many struggles in my heart in a short period of time, but in the end,

He also put the finger that had just stirred the pus into his mouth, and tasted it. The taste was so strong that the pungent tingling sensation erupted directly in his mouth, and his throat was hotter than drinking high-grade liquor.

There is even a smell of aged seafood, a smell that boys basically know and some girls also know.

The old man's face was turning green, but seeing his boss continue to meditate there as usual, at this moment, the old man felt inexplicably aching in his heart, feeling admiration for Zhou Ze's high mountain.

I can bear this taste, I'm really not human!

Zhou Ze turned his head to the side, saw the miserable face of the old man who had just been impregnated, and looked at the liquid still remaining on the old man's fingertips, and asked in surprise:

"What are you doing?"

The old Taoist patted his chest lightly, and said solemnly: "Shen Nong tasted all kinds of herbs, what you can do, boss, the poor Taoist can naturally do."

Zhou Ze nodded and smiled.

The old man felt flattered, as if at this moment he was finally recognized by the boss, just like Patriarch Bodhi knocked three times in a row on the back of Sun Houzi's head.

"I stir with my index finger and my middle finger when I put it in my mouth."

Zhou Ze raised his finger at the old Taoist, and continued:

"When I was eating supper, I got a leek stuck between my teeth. I just picked it up. Who has a sick mind to taste the taste of this thing. Are you abused?"

"..." said the old man.

The old man wanted to say something more, but immediately his stomach started to convulse, he pushed away the crowd around him, went straight to the bathroom and started to vomit.

Zhou Ze rubbed his chin silently. The frightened girl was still sitting in the ward, and a few nurses were comforting her beside her. Zhou Ze didn't ask about the girl's condition, after all, he had experienced it in the morgue before. Almost the same scene.

It's just that some things are just small scenes for me, but for ordinary people, they are enough to shock the world.

The dead body suddenly sat up,

Fatal wounds come from extremely sharp nails that can be used as sharp weapons,

The last pus of the corpse,

Everything indicated that Chuan felt that the murderer was not an ordinary person, but a devil hiding in the darkness. Even since Zhou Ze became a ghost messenger, he had never encountered such a mysterious opponent.

That thing, obviously cannot be regarded as an ordinary ghost.

Standing up, Zhou Ze walked to the other end of the corridor, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Tang Shi's number.

"Hello." Tang Shi's voice was as cold as ever.

"Do me a favor, there seems to be a...a wild zombie here."

"You can find plants."

The implication is that she is not free and she is too lazy to care.

"Then call Bai Yingying for me and ask her to come to the hospital."

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze once again felt that it was a wrong decision to keep Tang Shi by his side. This woman is more than a vase.

It's better to be Yingying at home.

They are all women, and none of them are living people, so the gap can be so big.

The old man vomited out the sour water in his stomach, and walked out of the bathroom

, came to Zhou Ze, and asked with some complaints:

"Why does that thing kill people and do this?"

"He did it on purpose," Zhou Ze said.

"Everyone killed by him will turn into a zombie? Hey, this is the same as the old Hong Kong zombie movies in the 1980s and 1990s. People bitten by zombies will also turn into zombies."

Said, the old Taoist looked into Zhou Ze's eyes, a little eager to try.

"Look at what?"

"Um, Boss, I have a small request, can all zombies become like Bai Yingying?"

"Speak the purpose directly, don't beat around the bush."

"Uh, cough cough... What Pindao means is, look, boss, Pindao is getting old, and one day he might just kick his feet and go to the Western Paradise."

"You are a Taoist priest, not a monk."

"Uh, that's just kicking your feet, and you're flying into the sky, but the old man is worried that I'm gone, who will take care of you."

"..." Zhou Ze.

"So, boss, if that day comes, can you give me a bite?"

"I find it disgusting."

"..." said the old man.

Can we still be friends happily!

"It's not as exaggerated as you think. You can't turn into a zombie even if you get bitten by a zombie. If you don't believe me, you can let Bai Yingying bite your neck after you go back. I promise that there will be no other pain than being poisoned by the corpse to speed up your kicking." Effect.

As for becoming a zombie, it is better to choose a murderous tomb and bury yourself. Maybe you will be able to jump out after a hundred years, but after that, it has nothing to do with you now. s life. "

"The movies are all lies?"

"What do you say?"

The old man was a little depressed, he thought he had found a way to extend his life, but who knew it was the result, but the old man still didn't give up, said:

"Then what happened to these two people?"

"What's the ending?" Zhou Ze asked, "It split open, and all the bones and organs turned into pus."

"why is that?"

"Because they were used as nourishment and absorbed by people, didn't they become zombies. Take a step back and say, are you willing to do this kind of zombies?"

"Then will he continue to kill people?" The old man was a little worried.

"If he's not full." Zhou Ze pursed his lips, "Of course, even if he's full, he won't be hungry."

Zhou Ze seemed to have thought of something again, and said to the old man, "Find a way to help me find out what happened to the other corpses, and whether something similar happened..."

The phone rang at this time, Zhou Ze picked up the phone and found that the name of "Wang Ke" was on the caller ID.

Since the "eating meat" incident last time, Zhou Ze has not contacted Wang Ke again, and Wang Ke also promised that he would not take the initiative to contact him.

"Hello." Zhou Ze still answered the phone.

"I'm sorry I have to break my promise, but I think you will be interested in this matter." Wang Ke's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"explain."

"Have you heard about the mass death incident in that small hospital?"

Zhou Ze turned his head, looked at the puddle of pus behind him, and said:

"Just heard."

"I am a part-time consultant at the police station. I usually help out with psychological profiling. This time the matter is very serious. I was also invited to help. Based on the existing known conditions, I want to copy some of the murderer's psychology and psychology. The characteristics of appearance, hehe, for this, I drew a sketch, do you want to see it?"

"good."

"Ding dong..."

The message notification tone from WeChat,

Zhou Ze narrowed down the call, opened WeChat,

This is a very sloppy sketch, but the characters in the sketch made Zhou Ze's pupils shrink.

"What are you kidding?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Hehe, I don't believe it's you, but the person I drew based on the known conditions and clues is really similar to you. How is it? I beg you, I just ask you if you are interested ?”

"What interest?"

"I can get all the information from the police investigation here." Wang Ke on the other end of the phone rubbed his eyebrows and said a little tiredly: "Although I really don't want to admit it, and I feel a little helpless, but I feel more and more that the murderer of this incident , may not be human."

"Are you at the police station?"

"No, I'm at home, you can come to my house, the dossier and the latest information will be collected here." Wang Ke paused, and said: "Besides, I'm still cooking broth for supper, you can come and eat some .”

The latter paragraph was ignored by Zhou Ze, he said directly: "I will come."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ze was about to hang up the phone, but Wang Ke's voice came again: "Don't hang up the phone in a hurry."

"Is there anything else?"

"Well, I didn't have the opportunity to say it to others before, and it's not good for others to say such things, it's like scolding;

But this time, it is rare to have this opportunity, and this is the first time I have said this to others:

Happy Ching Ming Festival. "

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