Chapter 115

Zhou zehe followed the scream and found the floor. Because Zhou Ze's legs and feet were inconvenient, when they arrived, a lot of people had gathered there. Many families of patients with beds nearby came out to watch the excitement, three floors inside and three floors outside;

Even some patients in patient clothes came to eat melons with their drip bottles in one hand and the wall in the other hand, which profoundly explained what life is like and watched the excitement.

There are also several nurses nearby comforting a girl, and someone is calling the security guard of the hospital. The security guard should come soon.

Because Zhou Ze was also wearing a white coat, he and the Taoist priest easily pushed aside the crowd and walked inside.

On the ground, there was a pool of yellowish brown pus, and a thing like egg yolk was constantly floating there. People who didn't know thought someone had stripped the egg and thrown it inside. Only Zhou Ze knew that this thing was actually a human eyeball.

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

The Taoist priest whispered in Zhou Ze's ear.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The more critical the Taoist priest is, the more he likes to be confused. This may be his self-protection mechanism in stressful situations. He can't help relaxing himself in stressful times.

Then Zhou Ze stretched out his index finger and stirred it in the pus below.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist priest squatted aside, stretched out his finger and put it in for a stir. Seriously, this thing is disgusting, but the boss is like this, so he can only keep up.

It has to be said that Lao Dao is a person with great pursuit. He has a strong desire to learn and imitate when he follows the former boss or this boss.

Immediately, the Taoist priest saw the scene of wanting to spit out the midnight snack. Zhou Ze actually put his middle finger in his mouth and sucked it. Then he bowed his head and mused, as if he were distinguishing the ingredients in it.

At the same time,

Smash it, smash your mouth.

So spell it?

What's the smell?

The Taoist hesitated for a moment,

I made many struggles 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 so strong that the pungent sensation in his mouth broke out directly, which was hotter than drinking high-level Baijiu.

Even, there is a taste of aged seafood, which boys basically know and some girls know.

The Taoist priest's face was almost green, but when he saw his boss's expression as usual, he continued to meditate there. At this moment, the Taoist priest's heart inexplicably ached, and he felt a kind of admiration for Zhou Ze.

I can stand the taste. I'm really not human!

Zhou Ze turned his head, saw the Taoist priest's sad face that had just been refined, and then looked at the liquid still remaining on the Taoist priest's fingertips, and asked in some surprise:

"What are you doing?"

The old Taoist patted his chest gently and said tragically, "Shennong tastes all kinds of herbs. What you can do, boss, the poor Taoist can do naturally."

Zhou Ze nodded and smiled.

The Taoist priest felt flattered, as if at this moment he was finally recognized by the boss, like the Bodhi ancestor knocked three times in the back of sun monkey's head.

"I use my index finger to stir, and what I put into my mouth is my middle finger."

Zhou Ze raised his finger to the old Taoist priest and continued:

"When I just ate supper, I had leeks stuck between my teeth. I just dug them out. Who is sick before tasting the taste of this thing? Is he abused?"

"........" old road.

The Taoist priest wanted to say something more, but immediately his stomach began to cramp, pushed away the surrounding crowd and rushed to the bathroom and began to vomit.

Zhou Ze silently rubbed his chin. The frightened girl was still sitting in the ward, and several nurses comforted her. Zhou Ze didn't ask about the girl. After all, he had experienced the same scene in the morgue before.

It's just that some things are only drizzling scenes for themselves, but for ordinary people, they are enough shocking.

The dead body suddenly sat up,

The fatal injury comes from extremely sharp nails that can be used as sharp weapons,

The body finally turned into pus,

Everything shows that the murderer is not an ordinary person, but a devil hidden in the dark. Even since Zhou Ze became a ghost, he has not encountered such a mysterious opponent with rich means.

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

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

"Hello." The voice of Tang poetry is as cold as ever.

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

"You can find plants."

The implication is that she doesn't have time, so she doesn't care.

"Then help me call Bai YingYing and ask her to come to the hospital."

"This is 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 simply more than a vase.

It's better to be your own Yingying.

They are all women, not living people, and the gap can be so big.

The old Taoist vomited sour water from his stomach. He came out of the bathroom and came to Zhou Ze. He asked with some complaints:

"Why did that thing kill people?"

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

"People killed by him will become zombies? Hey, this is the same as the old Hong Kong zombie films in the 1980s and 1990s. People bitten by zombies will also become zombies."

Saying this, the Taoist priest looked into Zhou Ze's eyes and was a little eager to try.

"What are you looking at?"

"Well, boss, I have a little request. Can zombies become like white Yingying?"

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

"Well, cough... I mean, look, boss, I'm an old man, and I can't tell when I'll go to Western bliss with one kick of my feet."

"You are a Taoist, not a monk."

"Well, that's two feet and one kick. It's eclosion and soaring, but the Taoist priest is worried that I'm gone. Who will take care of you?"

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

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

"I feel sick."

"........" old road.

Can we be friends happily!

"It's not as exaggerated as you think. You can't become a zombie even if you are bitten by a zombie. If you don't believe it, you can let Bai Yingying bite your neck after you go back. In addition to being poisoned by corpse to accelerate your kicking, I promise there will be no other effect.

As for turning into a zombie, it's better to choose a fierce tomb and bury yourself. Maybe you can jump out in a hundred years, but after that, you have nothing to do with you now. It's a new life. "

"Are the movies all deceptive?"

"What do you say?"

The Taoist priest was a little depressed. He thought he had found a way to continue his life, but who knew it was the result, but the Taoist priest still didn't give up, saying:

"What's the matter with these two people?"

"What about the ending?" Zhou Ze asked, "it split directly, and all bone organs turned into pus."

"Why is this?"

"Because they are used as nourishment and absorbed by others, they have not become zombies. To say the least, are you willing to do this kind of zombie?"

"Will he continue to kill?" The Taoist priest was a little worried.

"If he doesn't eat enough." Zhou Ze pursed his lips. "Of course, even if you are full, you won't be hungry."

Zhou Ze suddenly seemed to think of something again, and said to the Taoist priest, "find a way to help me check what happened to the other bodies in the end, and whether there was a similar situation..."

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

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

"Hello." Zhou Ze still answered the phone.

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

"Say."

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

Zhou Ze looked back at the pool of pus behind him and said:

"Just heard."

"I'm a part-time consultant of the police station. I usually help with psychological profile. This time it's very serious, and I'm also invited to help. According to the existing known conditions, I want to copy some psychological and physical characteristics of the murderer. Hehe, for this reason, I drew a plain picture. Do you want to see it?"

"OK."

"Ding Dong..."

Message prompt tone from wechat,

Zhou Ze narrowed the call and opened wechat,

This is a very hasty sketch, but the characters in the sketch make 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 according to the known conditions and clues is really like you. How about it? This time it's not about me begging you, I just ask you, are you interested?"

"What interests?"

"I can get all the information about the police investigation here." Wang Ke at the other end of the phone rubbed his eyebrows and said tiredly, "although I don't want to admit it and feel helpless, I feel more and more that the murderer of this incident may not be human."

"Are you in the police station?"

"No, I'm at home. You can come to my house. The files and the latest information will be summarized to me." Wang Ke paused and said, "besides, I'm still cooking broth for supper. You can come and have some."

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

With that, Zhou Ze was ready to hang up, but Wang Ke's voice came again: "don't hurry to hang up."

"Anything else?"

"Well, I didn't have a chance to say it to others before. It's not good for others to say such words, like swearing;

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

Happy Tomb Sweeping Day. "