Faced with this thank you, Yingying really didn't know how to reply.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, too lazy to talk to this "silly treasure" about anything else.

Ask directly:

"How did you turn your mother, oh, and yourself, into this?

Answer well and cooperate well, and I can let you and your mother go."

Zhou Ze really didn't bother to deceive them. He had no moral character to begin with, and he had no ambition to "clean up the world." Plus, just drinking chicken and duck blood at home didn't seem to be a heinous crime, right?

Otherwise, wouldn’t the “Jinling Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup” all over the street be a sin?

"This...I...this...that..."

The man hesitated, as if he had some concerns.

At this point, he seems to have not made up his mind yet.

Zhou Ze leaned forward,

Turn sideways and point your ear towards the man,

road:

"What about your horse?"

"My mother, ever since her accident happened, I have been looking for a way to treat her. In the past few years, I have been to all major hospitals, but to no avail.

But a year ago, a group of people came to me and said they could help me cure my mother and restore her to health, but they asked me to do things for them."

"Doing work?" Zhou Ze lit a cigarette and asked, "What do you do?"

"Biological Research."

Zhou Ze frowned, "You mean, there is also their research institute here?"

Isn't this a plot from a foreign science fiction novel? And it's the kind of bad street setting.

"There is no research institute, only a sanatorium, and the scale inside is not large. Compared with international front-end laboratories, it can only be regarded as an ant nest. Even domestically, it is not considered to be in a very good condition."

"Is it...private?"

"It's personal. My job is actually to treat adults."

"Sir? Cure? Who is your lord?"

"I don't know, he kept his face covered, but I was bitten by him and my mother was bitten by him.

They say that this is a kind of recognition and gift of life, a kind of evolution..."

"Do you really believe it? These are all bad lines in movies."

"I don't believe it, but my mother really couldn't hold it anymore at that time.

Many years ago, when my mother was still conscious, she begged me to give up on her, to free her, and to let her die!

She knelt in front of me, held my hand, and begged me over and over again. She said she was in unspeakable pain, couldn't bear it anymore, and would rather die.

But I refused because of my selfishness. I lost my father when I was young, and I didn’t want to lose my mother again. It was me who made my mother suffer for so many more years.

I can't just watch her die, otherwise wouldn't all these years of pain be in vain?

Regardless of whether what he told was a lie, whether he was really deceiving me and using me, I had no choice. At least, he really made my mother...become very...very..."

It seemed difficult for the man to use precise adjectives to describe his mother's current state.

"very energetic."

Zhou Ze helped him describe it.

"Yeah, very energetic."

Boss Zhou looked at the time and saw that it was almost seven o'clock. After thinking about it and worrying about the long night and many dreams, he said directly:

"Take us to that place. By the way, if I kill all three of them, will it disturb the place?"

"It doesn't matter, because that adult, he can't leave. He has been there before I went there."

"okay."

"Lead the way, just take your car."

After the car drove out of the villa, in the bedroom of the building in front, A Hong, who was re-bandaging her wounds, stood by the window and looked at the situation below through the curtains.

There was only a slight loss on her face. She didn't know what she was missing. She was probably helpless and sad after some seemingly beautiful bubbles were burst.

in short,

It's just hypocritical.

Boss Zhou is too lazy to pay attention to these things. He is not that free. A ghost hunter from Tongcheng came all the way to Sichuan to care about the love development of a female ghost.

…………

After the car left Dujiangyan city, it drove straight towards Qingcheng Mountain. Zhou Ze sat in the passenger seat and Yingying sat in the back.

"Do you think you are real vampires?"

Zhou Ze asked while looking at the scenery outside the car window.

The man shook his head, "In my opinion, this should be an infectious disease."

"Um."

Zhou Ze remembered the scene when the bodies of the three Osers were basically eaten out.

This infectious disease is similar to the feeling of smoking D. It consumes life to get high.

In fact, when many people are about to die from a disease, the probability of collective failure of all organs in the body is very low. Most of them are caused by the complete deterioration of a certain lesion, leading to irreversible results.

As for this kind of "vampire", Boss Zhou doesn't know whether he is the original version, but judging from the current situation, the vampires he has just come into contact with and killed are all the ones that rely on "chicken blood" to continue their lives.

Burning purely, but it will eventually come to an end.

It is said that vampires can live a long life, but here, Zhou Ze does not believe how long their lifespan can be after becoming a vampire. It can only be shorter than ordinary people, but it seems that it can solve the torture of certain diseases. For terminally ill patients,

It is indeed "extended life".

"You never thought about calling the police?" Zhou Ze asked with a smile, "For example, hand it over to the state?"

"They, they actually didn't do anything harmful. The seven or eight people in the nursing home are all voluntary. When life comes to the end, someone is willing to give a way in exchange for the continuation of life, even if it only lasts a few years.

Even if it only lasts for half a year, it’s hard to refuse.”

"Oh, then do you want to drink human blood?"

"If you don't have that urge, chicken blood and duck blood are usually enough. Human blood will make you feel sick."

"So environmentally friendly?"

"Haha, that's right."

"What exactly are your responsibilities at that nursing home?"

"Cleaning."

"..." Zhou Ze.

"I'm not lying to you, my job is really to clean. There is indeed a very simple biological laboratory there, but it has never been put into normal operation and use.

Because the adult said that the time has not come yet and he needs to wait a little longer.

I think that adult seems to have been trying to solve a... flaw, or shackle, in him, and the nursing home, including me, was prepared by him after he solved the shackles."

"Oh, then what do you think he wants you to do next?"

"Gene recombination, or gene editing, you know the news about the cancer-resistant newborn baby a while ago, right?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

“The difficulty is actually not that great. The road has been paved, and the technical difficulties have been overcome by experts at home and abroad long ago, and papers have been published.

Just because this is against ethical issues, no one has dared to actually try it. It is said that when the news first broke, it was promoted as a technological breakthrough.

I think he wanted me to do something similar for him."

“Quite a professional topic.”

Zhou Ze put the back of the seat back and said:

"By the way, do you know about the zombie incident in the last century?"

The man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhou Ze, and asked:

"The way you looked when you were at my house before, was that a zombie?"

"I'm asking you, not you asking me."

"I once suspected that my mother was the victim of that incident, but I didn't find out much about the specifics. I took the opportunity to ask the adult, but he didn't answer me."

No answer does not mean that the answer is unknown.

"But I checked and found that the nursing home was contracted in 1996 and remains so until now."
To be continued...