Sometimes a certain group is too quiet, but it is a bit abnormal. Taking advantage of this time, I happened to have time to walk to a table of wounded people and asked:

"There are no zombies nearby, do you want to stay?"

"Yes, we have to wait for Director Wang." A wounded man with a not very flexible right hand replied. His right sleeve was soaked in blood, which shows that he was seriously injured during the melee.

"Wang Yan?" I asked casually.

"Wang Jiaojiao." Another person replied.

I was surprised, but I didn't show it. I nodded casually, but I didn't expect that Wang Jiaojiao was the director.

However, she is a Class B mental psycho-powered person, so it is normal for Qiu Dehai to be reused, but I was a little confused when the wounded said they had to wait for her, not Wang Yanqi.

Whether Dr. Lin instigated the monster riot in the scientific research center or the zombies besieged Taiwan, at a critical moment, Wang Jiaojiao seemed to have done nothing but rescued Qiao Tang.

I'm afraid even she herself was rescued by Wang Yan from the mouth of the big white maggot. How could Wang Yan take someone to escape from the future? But she just wanted to take a plane with Qiao Tang.

Of course, there is no trust in this world for no reason. Such an uncontrollable director can win the hearts of the people, and even their trust in her exceeds that of Qiu Dehai, which means that she must have done great things like saving the earth before.

So humans are multifaceted... I sighed secretly and turned to look at Qiu Dehai. He was drunk and was just a chatterbox. He held the wine and talked to himself for a long time.

His tone became more and more depressed. When he talked about the sad part, he even covered his eyes and howled. However, he only heard the crying sounds and saw no tears. I wonder if Dr. Lin also destroyed his tear glands when he dug his eyeballs.

Qiu De was crying and telling a fact that saddened him. Even if he could go to Jingzhen to find his confidants, it would take seven days to half a month for them to return to Taiwan. Qiu Peiyi had no food or drink in the time and space shuttle, but he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for so long.

Qiu Dehai is very good at selling miserable things, but unfortunately the people in the restaurant are unmoved, only Lao Qiao showed a sighing expression.

Lao Qiao said that he also remembered his daughter. He had never mentioned his family to me. I knew that on the day of the disaster, he was kidnapped to China by a group of people, and he has been doing research since then.

In fact, that day was the second year old birthday of his young grandson. His daughter and son-in-law took their young grandson to the countryside for a birthday party. Later, he found out that the town was isolated by the military immediately, and no one was released, regardless of life or death.

Maybe there were survivors at the beginning, but over time, the shortage of food and water sources was equally terrible as the virus.

Old Qiao's eyes were wet, and his tone was full of self-blame. He said that the most terrible thing in the world was that he knew his close relative was in danger, but he could do nothing.

I knew everything was the effect of alcohol. Alcohol brought the distance between Lao Qiao and Qiu Dehai. The two sat side by side, talking about work from family to work.

Two old men were talking big, discussing medical knowledge, one was studying genes and the other studying brain, and they could find many common languages ​​without much effort.

For example, use gene repair technology to treat damaged brain cells.

The wounded inspected the villa after dinner. There were no zombies or mutant animals. Although their wounds healed, their bodies had not recovered yet and they needed to rest.

The wounded were concentrated in three villas. At this time, gathering together was more important than comfort, and they left people watching on the balcony of each villa.

Lao Qiao and Qiu Dehai fell asleep on the table. Tom took Tengrui to the yard to patrol.

Qiao Tang stood alone in front of the dining room window, and I walked over and planned to chat with him.

He stared at a pond outside the window in a daze, with a white water lily blooming in the middle of the pond.

"What are your plans?" I asked straight to the point.

"Look for my father." His tone was unchanged.

"Dr. Qiao is still alive?" I was a little surprised.

"No, it's his body."

"You want to go back to your hometown cemetery?"

"No, I suddenly remembered something."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"After my father fell from the building and died, someone came to me with a document saying that he had signed a body donation agreement before his death and his body would be used for medical research."

Qiao Tang's eyes did not leave the pond. He continued: "Later I checked, my father had not signed this agreement. I only realized later that the donation of the body requires the signature of the immediate family. If the family members do not agree, they have no right to take the body away. At that time, I thought it was done by Origin Group, and they snatched my father's body."

Qiao Tang sighed without saying anything. He should have regretted it very much, but he was just a high school student at that time and suddenly lost his only relative. How could he think so thoroughly?

But Qiu Dehai said that the Origin Group terminated all actions against Dr. Qiao after Dr. Qiao's death.

So who was the person who stole Dr. Qiao’s body? The key is, what’s the use of asking for his body?

Considering the motivation, I couldn't help but be stunned and said, "What do you doubt Dr. Qiao did on himself?"

"Yes, I want to find the real murderer."

I guessed: "Maybe Dr. Joe committed suicide to keep the secret of the parasitic butterfly...."

"He bought two air tickets and saved money in a foreign bank card. He was packing his luggage at the time of the incident. I was sleeping. The police said he took a call and the call lasted only ten seconds, and then went to the roof."

In this way, Dr. Qiao originally wanted to take Qiao Tang abroad, but someone called him to the rooftop, and an accident occurred because no one would commit suicide while tidying up his luggage.

Qiao Tang said that the police defined Dr. Qiao's death as accidental death because they did not find a second person's footprint on the roof.

It rained during the day and stopped in the evening. Dr. Qiao fell from the building at 1:30 in the morning. If there was a second person on the roof at that time, he would have left his footprints.

Based on the traces left by Dr. Qiao, the police judged that he was standing with his back to the edge of the rooftop, then slipped his heel, leaned back, and fell off the edge of the rooftop. This was not a typical suicide posture.

Unfortunately, no one cares anymore why Dr. Qiao turned his back to the edge of the rooftop. Is this incorrect posture possible that there might be another person in front of him?

But people would rather believe that Dr. Qiao fell to the building and died when he was breathing when he went to the rooftop because of his career, than believe that there was a murderer who could not find any trace.

Only Qiao Tang firmly believed that his father was murdered, and that so many years have passed, he is still looking for a murderer. Even if the end of the world breaks out and zombies are rampant, he has not let him give up this idea.

Looking for the real murderer and the truth about his father's death, as a son of man, he did all this.

But I care about another thing, I asked: "Have you ever thought about continuing to study parasitic butterflies?"

If the parasitic butterfly could be replicated, there might be many people who would be willing to use it to immunize zombie viruses, and they might not care about multiple patterns or a little living thing on their bodies.

"I tried extracting it, injecting different subjects, and they all died."

I was speechless for a moment. At this time, Tengrui walked over from the parking lot and stood in front of the window and knocked on the glass. I opened the window and saw him sneering a cigarette.

"Have you adapted to your new identity yet?" I asked jokingly, just like Bai Junyang drinking, Tengrui as a new zombie, tobacco can only be regarded as a placebo for him.

"Keep some habits and be a human being." Tengrui threw away the cigarette butts, looked at the pond not far away, and said, "This place is not very normal."

"Yes, dead silent." The city has been abandoned for nearly a year. According to our experience, most cities without humans and corpses are paradises for animals.

"There are three cars parked there." Tengrui pointed to the parking lot, "The gate was locked from inside."

He didn't finish his words, but I already knew what he was going to say. When the disaster broke out, someone came in here, but no one went out. The wounded had inspected all the villas and they found no one or bodies.

"Tom and I just checked along the wall, and there was no damage." Tengrui continued.

Well, it's time for detectives again, I quickly listed known clues in my mind, the door was locked, the wall was complete, and there was no one inside.

The question now is, where have the people who have come in?

Maybe we should ask, where are their bodies?

"Maybe there is a basement in this place, don't worry, there are no zombies or mutant beasts." I comforted him, but I became alert in my heart. Someone who is unknown is not a good thing.

"This is the problem we should worry about. This place belongs to the suburbs and has food in the kitchen. If I were a mutant beast, I would definitely find a way to cross those walls." Although Tengrui was not old, he had experienced a lot of things, so obviously he was not so easy to be comforted.

Past experience tells us that mutant beasts like to use human buildings to make nests, and they will start from the suburbs and slowly move into abandoned cities.

I nodded in agreement. If I were a mutant beast, I would choose to build a nest here.

Large carnivorous mutant beasts may not care about the little food in the kitchen, but small omnivorous mutant beasts will definitely not let go of the food that is in their mouths.

When the wounded went to the kitchen to look for food, they found damp rice and white flour, as well as a pile of carrion and other spoiled foods.

This is simply unimaginable one year after the end of the world, and any unusual phenomenon deserves our attention.

I looked at the dark sky and said to Tengrui, "You ask Tom to come back, Gu Yu and I will watch the night tonight, and we will leave tomorrow morning."

"Ok." Rui walked to the parking lot, "Tom was checking those cars. I told him not to waste his energy, even if the parts were not broken, the battery would not be used."

Bang bang—

As soon as Tengrui finished speaking, two gunshots came from the direction of the parking lot. Tengrui ran over quickly, and I jumped out of the window and followed.

Tom came over with a gun, shook his head and said, "It's okay, there's a snake in the trunk."

"You shot at the snake?" Teng Rui said in surprise.

"It's big, twice as big as the Black Mamba." Tom gestured, as if emphasizing that it's not embarrassing to deal with such a big snake.

"How did it get in? I have checked those three cars and the trunk is locked." Tengrui frowned.

"I don't know the rear seat and chassis of the car. I didn't look closely. It's dead anyway." Tom said indifferently.

"Look, I just said this place is weird." Tengrui looked at me.

"Okay, we're not here to explore and solve puzzles. Go back to the restaurant and don't come out."

The episode was quickly thrown behind me. In the evening, Gu Yu and Bai Junyang came back and brought back a few maps, compass and outdoor equipment.

They must have hiked back to the city center and ransacked an outdoor goods store and a bicycle shop.
Chapter completed!