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Zhou Ze and Lao Dao followed the scream to find that floor. Due to the inconvenience of Zhou Ze’s legs and feet, when they arrived, a lot of people had gathered there, and many family members of the patients who accompanied the bed nearby came to see the fun. Three layers outside three layers;

There are even some patients wearing patient uniforms holding their own drip bottles in one hand and supporting the wall in one hand to eat melons, which profoundly interprets what it means to live forever and see the endless dynamic.

There are several nurses nearby comforting a girl, and some people are calling to inform the hospital security guards that the security guards should come over soon.

Zhou Ze was wearing a white lab coat, and the old man easily squeezed the crowd and walked inside.

On the ground, there is a pool of yellow-brown pus, and there is a thing like an egg yolk that is constantly floating there. Unknown people think that someone has peeled the egg and thrown it inside. Only Zhou Ze knows this thing. Children are actually human eyeballs.

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

Lao Tao whispered in Zhou Ze's ear.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The more critical the more critically, the more he likes to be confused. This may be one of his self-protection mechanisms under tension. He can't help but relax himself at times of tension.

Immediately after that, Zhou Ze extended his index finger and stirred it in the pus underneath.

When the old man saw this scene, he also squatted aside, put his finger in and stirred it, and to tell the truth, this thing is too disgusting, but the boss is like this, he can only keep up.

I have to say that the old man is a very sought-after person, whether he is following the previous boss or this boss, he has a strong desire to learn to imitate.

Immediately, the old man saw a scene where he wished to spit out the supper, Zhou Ze even sucked his **** in his mouth, then lowered his head to meditate, as if to distinguish the ingredients inside.

Simultaneously,

Smash it, smash it.

So hard?

What does it smell like?

The old man hesitated,

A lot of resistance was made in a short 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 not overwhelming, and the spicy tingle at the entrance burst out directly, which was more spicy than drinking high-level liquor.

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

Lao Dao's face is going to be green, but as soon as he looks at his boss's expression, he continues to meditate there. At this moment, Lao Dao inexplicably feels a feeling of admiration for Zhou Ze Gao Shan.

This taste can bear it, really not human!

Zhou Ze turned his head and saw Lao Dao's miserable face that had just been fertilized. Looking at the liquid still on Lao Dao's fingertips, he asked with some surprise:

"what are you doing?"

Lao Dao patted his chest lightly and said tragically: "Shen Nong tastes Baicao, what the boss can do, the poor Dao can naturally do."

Zhou Ze nodded and smiled.

Lao Dao has a feeling of flattering, as if at this moment he is finally recognized by the boss, just like the ancestor of Bodhi tapped three times on the back of the monkey.

"I used the index finger to stir, and the **** in my mouth."

Zhou Ze raised his finger to Lao Dao and continued:

"I just got a leek stuck in my teeth when I was eating supper, and I just teased it. Who is sick? Who tastes this thing, is it ill-treatment?"

"........." The old one.

The old man wanted to say something more, but immediately the stomach began to cramp, pushing the crowd around to rush to the bathroom and vomiting.

Zhou Ze rubbed his chin silently. The frightened girl was still sitting in the ward. Several nurses comforted her beside her. Zhou Ze did not ask about the girl. After all, she had also experienced in the morgue. Almost a scene.

It's just that some things are just a little drizzle for myself, but for ordinary people, it is already shocking enough.

The dead body suddenly sat up,

The fatal injury comes from the extremely sharp nails that can be used as a sharp weapon,

The last pus that the body turned into,

All in all, it shows that the murderers are not ordinary people, but a devil hidden in the dark. Even since Zhou Ze became a ghost, he has not encountered such a mysterious opponent.

That thing obviously can't be regarded as an ordinary ghost.

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

"Hey." Tang Shi's voice was still cold as always.

"Help me, there seems to be one... a wild zombie."

"You can find plants."

The implication is that she has no time and she is too lazy to control.

"Then help me call Baiyingying and let her come to the hospital."

"no problem."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze once again thought it was a wrong decision to raise Tang Shi by his side. This woman is more than a vase.

It's better to be Yingying.

All are women, not living people, and the gap can be so large.

The acid water in the stomach of Lao Dao vomited out, came out of the bathroom, and came to Zhou Ze, asked with some complaint:

"Why did that killing cause this?"

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

"Everyone killed by him will become a zombie? Hey, like the old zombie movies in Hong Kong in the 1980s and 1990s, people bitten by zombies will also become zombies."

With that, the old man looked at Zhou Ze's eyes and was a little eager to try.

"Look?"

"Uh, boss, there is a small request, can zombies become like Baiyingying?"

"Say the purpose directly, don't turn around."

"Ah, cough... The poor way means, look at it, boss, the poor way is old, maybe one day you will go to Western Bliss with one foot kick."

"You are a Taoist, not a monk."

"Uh, that's a two-legged kick, the feathering has soared, but the old man is worried about me leaving, who will take care of you."

"........." Zhou Ze.

"So, boss, if that day comes, can you help me bite it?"

"I'm sick."

"........." The old one.

Can you still be friends happily!

"It's not as exaggerated as you think. It won't turn into a zombie when bitten by a zombie. I don't believe you can let Baiyingying bite at your neck when you go back. I promise that there will be no other than poisoning by corpse poison. Effect.

As for becoming a zombie, it’s better to choose a grave tomb to bury yourself. Perhaps you can also stomping out after a hundred years, but after that, you have nothing to do with you now. It’s a new one. s life. "

"Are they deceiving in the movies?"

"What do you say?"

Lao Dao is a bit sullen. He thought he had found a way to extend his life. Who knows it was the result, but Lao Dao was still a little unwilling, saying:

"What about these two people?"

"What about the ending?" Zhou Ze asked, "it's split directly, and all the bones have turned into pus."

"Why is that?"

"Because they were taken as nourishment and absorbed by others, they didn't become zombies. They took ten thousand steps back and said, this kind of zombie, would you like to do it?"

"Will he continue to kill?" Lao Tao worried.

"If he didn't eat enough." Zhou Ze purged his lips. "Of course, even if he is full, he won't be hungry."

Suddenly Zhou Ze seemed to think of something again and said to Lao: "Somehow to help me find out what happened to the other bodies. Is there a similar situation..."

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

Since the last "eating meat" incident, Zhou Ze has never contacted Wang Ke, and Wang Ke has also promised that he will not take the initiative to contact himself.

"Hello." Zhou Ze answered the phone.

"I'm sorry I have to say something, but I think you will be interested in this matter." Wang Ke's voice came from the phone.

"Say."

"Did you hear about the mass death in that small hospital?"

Zhou Ze looked back, looked at the puddles behind him, and said:

"Just heard."

"I am a part-time consultant of the police station. I usually do some psychological profiling. This time it is very serious. I was also invited to help. According to the existing known conditions, I want to copy some of the murderer’s psychological and Appearance characteristics, hehe, for this, I drew a sketch, do you want to see it?"

"it is good."

"Ding Dong..."

Message prompt tone from WeChat,

Zhou Ze narrowed the call and opened WeChat,

This is a very sloppy essay sketch, but the characters in the sketch make Zhou Ze's pupil shrink.

"What are you kidding." Zhou Ze asked.

"Oh, I don’t believe it’s you, but the people I drew based on the known conditions and clues really resemble you. How about, this time it’s not counted as I beg you, I just ask you if you are interested ?"

"What interest?"

"I here ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can get all the information of the police investigation." Wang Ke at the end of the phone rubbed his eyebrows, a little tired: "Although I don't want to admit it, I feel a little helpless, but I feel more and more , The murderer of this incident may not be human."

"Are you at the police station?"

"No, I am at home, you can come to my house, the files and the latest information will be summarized to me." Wang Ke paused, said: "In addition, I am still cooking broth for supper, you can come and eat a little ."

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

After finishing talking, Zhou Ze was ready to hang up, but Wang Ke's voice came again: "Don't rush to hang up."

"Is there anything else?"

"Well, I had no chance to say to others before, and it was not good for others to say such words.

But this time, this opportunity is rare. This is the first time I have said this to others:

Happy Ching Ming Festival. "