The little boy hugged Ruan Jie's thigh and said with a sweet voice: "Uncle Ruan, where is Uncle Yang? I want to hear his story."
Ruan Jie knew that the boy was looking for Yang Weiben, and was worried about how to explain it. The boy's mother ran over, looked at Deng Yun warily, and took the boy away without saying a word.
Seeing this boy, Deng Yun couldn't help but think of Doudou, and wondered how Brother Yong and the others were doing now?
"Although Yang Weiben is a little timid, he loves to play with children and is a pretty good person. Alas..." Ruan Jie sighed.
When the two came to the gate, Deng Yun saw the friendly Uncle Tu again. Ruan Jie pointed to the residential building opposite and stopped seeing him off.
Deng Yun entered the residential building, killed a few zombies with a metal baseball bat, and came to Uncle Hua Jiu's room. As the other party said, there were games to play, Coke to drink, and clothes to change.
Lying on the soft big bed, how can one say "pleasure"?
The sun was setting outside the window, and it was almost dusk.
Under the setting sun, a monster over half a meter tall and with only half a chin was staring at the activity center with cold eyes. This monster was none other than the mutated Yang Weiben.
Night falls and the moon hangs high.
Everyone in the activity center hall has fallen asleep, and snoring can be heard one after another. Since it is late at night, the two security guards responsible for guarding the night shift are also sleepy.
The moonlight came in through the window, dyeing the ground with white frost, but the sight was still clear.
The boy who hugged Ruan Jie in the afternoon was awakened by the urge to urinate. He shook his mother's arm and wanted to ask her to get up and accompany him to the toilet.
The woman was too tired during the day, so she muttered a few words, turned over and went back to sleep.
The boy curled his lips, looked at the moonlit hall, mustered up his courage, covered his crotch, and ran all the way to the toilet.
Entering the squat toilet, he quickly took off his pants and peed.
The floor behind was as smooth as a mirror in the moonlight. At this moment, a shadow appeared and gradually lengthened.
"Congcong, Congcong..."
The familiar voice made the boy overjoyed. He quickly pulled up his pants and said in surprise: "Uncle Yang? Is it you? I also want to hear your story."
When he left the room, he saw someone standing at the window. His back was to the moonlight, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
The figure waved and said: "Congcong, come here, uncle will tell a story."
The boy ran up to the figure excitedly, and finally saw the other person's appearance clearly. His eyes widened with fear.
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In the morning, Deng Yun woke up from his bed. He heard the sound of five people climbing the stairs. Then, there was a knock on the door of this room.
"Deng Yun, are you there?"
It was Ruan Jie's voice, and his voice was a little urgent.
Deng Yun was confused, why was the other party looking for him so early in the morning? Could it be that there was a horde of corpses attacking? No, if there were hordes of corpses, they wouldn't have gotten here so easily.
"I'm here, wait a minute." He responded, then got up from the bed, went to the living room and opened the door.
There were five people outside the door. Except for Ruan Jie, the other four were holding weapons, with anger and hostility in their eyes.
Deng Yun was a little confused. He didn't know why he woke up overnight and the people around him had changed. Yesterday, these people were at best wary of strangers. Why are they hostile today? Could it be that they ate their potato chips last night? I should have known.
I won’t take it anymore.
When he was about to ask, Ruan Jie took the lead and asked: "Deng Yun, were you in the house last night? You didn't go out, right?"
Deng Yun nodded and said, "Yes, what happened?"
Ruan Jie was relieved, his expression became serious, and he said: "Something happened at the activity center. The boy you saw last night... was killed."
"What?!" Deng Yun said in shock.
In the lobby of the activity center, by the wall in front of the toilet, a mother leaned against the wall and howled, crying heartbreakingly.
Zhang Huajiu touched his forehead with a solemn expression.
The toilet has been sealed with a simple seal to prevent others from approaching, but the seal did not work. Those survivors stayed away from the toilet, as if there was something terrifying there.
At six o'clock this morning, a survivor went to the bathroom to relieve himself, and found that it was full of blood, with some clothing remnants on the blood-red floor, and a pile of uneaten broken bones.
This matter soon spread throughout the hall. After Dr. Zhang confirmed that they were the bones of a child, based on the remains of clothes left at the scene, the identity of the person was quickly determined to be Congcong.
On the way to the activity center, Ruan Jie told Deng Yun what happened.
After hearing the child's tragic situation, Deng Yun felt a fire burning in his heart.
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw the eyes of everyone looking at him full of fear and hostility. Then, a woman with tears streaming down her face suddenly rushed towards the toilet door like crazy and was hugged by the people around her.
The woman kept struggling, pointed at Deng Yun, and said with grief: "It's him. He kept staring at Congcong yesterday. He is the murderer... Don't stop me... I'm going to kill him!"
"Give me back my child! Give me back my child!" She glared at Deng Yun fiercely, her voice sharp and full of pain.
Deng Yun could feel the hostility around him getting deeper. When he saw the woman's reaction, he remained silent. People who are grief-stricken will always find an outlet, so as not to make themselves feel better. It was obvious that he became the woman's outlet.<
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"Jiang Xiu, calm down. Deng Yun stayed in the room last night and never came out." Ruan Jie quickly stepped forward to explain.
The woman couldn't listen at all. She just wanted to break away from the crowd and go up to fight with them.
"Deng Yun, come here." Zhang Huajiu waved.
Deng Yun bypassed the woman in front and came to the toilet door.
Zhang Huajiu pointed to the toilet and walked in with Deng Yun.
Before entering, Deng Yun smelled the strong smell of blood. After walking down the aisle, he saw the tragic scene on the floor of the men's room.
There was a large pool of coagulated blood on the tiles, mixed with torn clothes and gnawed bones, and blood was also spattered on the wall.
The blood stains extend intermittently, which should be traces left by the murderer's contact with the blood. These traces follow the ground and disappear until the window.
The window is not big, only about half a meter high, and there is a wall one meter outside.
The two of them entered. Zhang Huajiu touched his forehead and asked, "Deng Yun, I heard Ruan Jie say that you are eating pig brains?"
Deng Yun's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect Uncle Hua Jiu to doubt him.
"Yes." He replied expressionlessly.
"I remember you didn't like to eat before."
"Uncle Hua Jiu! Do you mean... you suspect that I did this?" Deng Yun couldn't help but asked directly.
Zhang Huajiu looked surprised, waved his hands and said: "No, I'm still thinking about spiritual energy."
Deng Yun was stunned. Uncle Hua Jiu was indeed like his father, and his way of thinking was different from that of normal people. Aren't we going to think about Congcong's murder now?
"If the spirit is indeed a kind of energy, according to the conservation of energy, where does this energy come from? I guess it comes from genes. Thinking further, zombies eat people not only to satisfy their appetite, but also to absorb genes, just like you suddenly
I like to eat brains and extract the genes from them to supplement myself." Zhang Huajiu said, minding his own business.
"Ruan Jie also said in a series that after Yang Weiben mutated, he ate a zombie. The other party could have eaten Ruan Jie and the others, but chose the zombie. Does this mean that the priority of the zombie is higher? Later, Yang Weiben was
If you are attracted to the bridge, does your gene have a higher priority?"
Chapter completed!