When he returned to the yard, he saw Teng Rui finally fiddling with the corpse. When he saw us coming out, he shook the branch in his hand, and something was hanging on the branch.

"Look at what I found? Car keys!"

Tengrui's words reminded me that we were just searching for houses and forgot about transportation.

The nursing home had a garage, but there was no car in the garage where the key could be opened, and we eventually found a gray sedan in the woods outside the yard.

The surrounding weeds covered the car body. The car probably stopped here and never moved. Tengrui opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat and searched.

He found a driver's license with a photo on it. We finally saw the appearance of the door locker. This person looked just like the same person, and he couldn't pull out the person if he fell into the crowd. He didn't have a beard and was shaved.

After Gu Yu walked to the car, he pried open the trunk and took out a black travel bag from it. He weighed the bag, and it seemed quite heavy.

Gu Yu put the travel bag on the ground and unzipped the bag. It was covered with a very tightly wrapped moisture-proof cloth. There were a bunch of black parts in the moisture-proof cloth. In the past, I might not be able to see what this was, but now I recognize these as parts of the gun at a glance.

Sure enough, Gu Yu quickly assembled a rifle with these parts, and there were still many parts left in the bag, so two more should be assembled.

He turned to the bottom of the bag and took out two boxes of unopened bullets. The trunk was rainproof and moisture-proof cloth. These parts and bullets were well preserved, not like old things, and probably hadn't used them.

"It turns out that I'm not looking at the gate." Teng Rui whistled and walked to Gu Yu with his slender legs.

"Very professional." Gu Yu said ambiguously.

Professional guns are either professional soldiers or professional criminals. With just a driver's license, we have no way to judge the identity of this person.

"Oh... no matter how powerful it is, an old man will be killed." I originally thought that the person who locked the door was also an old man. When he was also an old man, the old man who was watching the door naturally could not beat the crazy old man, but he was actually a young man.

If this person is an accomplice of the crazy doctor, he will definitely not be infected with numbness/intoxication. He was severely injured by the crazy doctor when he was awake and eventually died of blood.

It feels incredible to think about it. Of course, there may be other hidden information. I have encountered even more bloody things anyway.

"Believe it or not, this driver's license may be fake." Tengrui pinched the brand new driver's license and gently slashed it in his palm. "The certificate issued in 2016 is so new, it looks like a newly printed one."

"I believe it, let alone the driver's license, I think the files of those staff members are fake."

"Go back." Gu Yu picked up his travel bag and threw the assembled rifle at Tengrui.

Tengrui caught the rifle and skillfully carried it behind his back. Gu Yu had just loaded bullets on the gun, which had a thermal weapon to defend himself, which was also an additional gain.

"Come on, I have something for you to show!"

As soon as the three of us entered the yard, we heard Lao Qiao's shouting. I looked up at a window on the fifth floor. Lao Qiao was waving at us wearing disposable gloves.

Except for Qiao Tang and his son who were still in the lounge, the rest of them all squeezed into the operating room on the fifth floor. Old Qiao held a tray for us to show him like a treasure.

The tray contained a walnut-shaped thing, which seemed to be some shriveled and shrinking organ, and it also looked like a uniquely shaped coal block.

"This is his brain." Old Qiao's eyes flashed with a shiny light, and his expression was like a child showing his new toys to his friends, 'Look, this is my transformed gold steel'.

"Oh, mummy brain, what's wrong?" I don't want to pretend to understand. Anyway, I didn't see anything special about this thing.

"It has been infected, not the naturally weathered brain. Did you see these charred tissues? They were cells that died from infection." Lao Qiao used tweezers to wipe off some tissue from the 'walnut kernel' and dropped a small pinch of cinder-like thing.

"Zombie virus?" Teng Rui stepped forward, lowered his head and looked at the 'walnut kernel' on the tray.

"No, no." Old Qiao carefully put down the tray. His chef's clothes had been replaced with a regular white coat. Now he looked like a professional doctor again.

"I haven't figured out what virus it is, but I suspect it's this virus that makes him crazy. He is not a real madman." Old Qiao raised his chin slightly, obviously feeling proud of his major discovery.

I thought to myself, Dr. Clayton has been so arbitrary? Although the conditions are simple at present, you can’t just use your eyes to diagnose it!

Of course, I just complained in my heart. Telling it out will hurt Lao Qiao's enthusiasm. After experiencing life and death, something happened to him, which is also a kind of adjustment.

But for Qiao Tang, it was necessary to investigate the inside story of the nursing home. He waited for Dr. Qiao to go to bed and then came upstairs to meet us.

He said that during his imprisonment, the nursing home must have done research on him. Even though they only wanted to study the body at the beginning, they later learned that he could be resurrected from the dead, and if they did not study him clearly, they would never give up.

"How is Dr. Qiao's situation now?" Gu Yu asked.

"It's relatively stable at the moment, but it's a little weak and needs rest," said Qiao Tang.

"Then let's rest on the spot, Xiaorou, go and see Qiu Dehai wake up and carry him in." Gu Yu looked at me and said.

I made a gesture of ok to him. In fact, I kept monitoring Qiu Dehai's brain waves. If he woke up, I would know immediately.

When we arrived in front of our car, Qiu Dehai was still sleeping in the car. We locked the doors and windows before getting off the car. No accident happened this time.

Since we were going to spend the night in the sanatorium, we could not throw him alone in the car. I stretched out my spiritual black cloud to roll him up and carried him back to the building.

The sanatorium is smelly, but there are complete buildings here for people to rest, which is safer than staying in the wild overnight.

Tom went to the cafeteria to find some food. Qiao Tang took advantage of Dr. Qiao's sleep and started a carpet-style search for the nursing home again.

He was sure that Dr. Qiao's medical records were just a cover, and the real research data must be hidden in some secret corner.

Let's assume that the door locker is not the resident employee here, and he comes with weapons, probably escorting Dr. Qiao's brain away.

But he failed, and the number of employees and the number of bodies just matched, which means that no one has left the nursing home, including the outsider locking doorman.

Then it is almost impossible to be taken out unless they transfer the data in advance.

I moved a chair and sat in the yard to bask in the sun, while Tengrui used a few shovels to dig a hole, and he wanted to bury the body.

All the corpses in the ward and basement were brought out and piled up in the corridor. Tengrui dug a hole, so I used the black cloud tentacle to wrap a body and put it in.

We cooperated more and more smoothly, and when all the bodies were buried, it was just about lunch time.

I charged the phones in the underground storage room one by one, and spent the whole afternoon browsing them.

The notes in the mobile address book prove that these staff members have family, friends, and lovers, but the call records and text boxes only have information about the night before the disaster.

Not everyone has it yet. After receiving overtime text messages sent by the crazy doctor insult, only a few people received reply text messages and missed calls.

From a few numbers, it seems that these people often work overtime, and most of their families are used to it. They just ask them what time they get off work the next day, and no one questioned the authenticity of their overtime work.

The album is empty, the browsing records are empty, the folder is empty... I threw away my last mobile phone in depressedly. The mobile phones of these people are comparable to new ones that have just left the factory, which reminds me of the computers in the Internet cafe. Every time I restart, I will return to my initial state.

"Everything is complete." I sighed. The other party was really a very cautious person, which made me feel helpless.

"What?" Gu Yu walked to me and handed me a lollipop, "found from the duty room drawer."

"It's grape-flavored, I like it." I took the lollipop and opened the candy paper. Fortunately, the thing was wrapped tightly without the smell of rotten corpse.

"Didn't find it?" Gu Yu pulled me up from the chair, and he sat down, and I sat on his lap casually.

"I don't know if they are isolated from the world or delete quickly, there is no information, and there is not even a stand-alone mini-game."

"Where are the files I checked before?"

"Apart from the same age, I can't see any other problems when I joined the job in the same year. The key is that we can't verify it. Even if it's fake information, it can't be found."

"Go out to find some diesel to come back in the evening and get the generator ready. Maybe there are clues in the computer."

"I think Xuan, mobile phones are personal items, they can maintain a high degree of unity and delete information cleanly. Computers are office supplies, and they must be cleaner inside."

"Try it." Gu Yu gently rubbed the top of my head, and his gentle and firm tone wiped out the depression in my heart.

"Okay~" I leaned lazily on him, closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun.

In the evening, Gu Yu and I went to the generator room and wanted to find a few empty buckets. I had been there before and only checked the generator's instrument.

Gu Yu was more careful. While I was looking for an empty bucket, he carefully checked the generator.

"Xiao Rou, stop looking for a bucket. This machine is broken and cannot be used." Gu Yu turned around the generator twice, then stood up and waved his hand at me.

"It's broken? Can it be repaired?" I put down the plastic bucket in my hand and asked next to the generator.

"No, you see, this was cut off by someone." Gu Yu pointed me at a few places where the pipelines were connected. The metal pipeline was obviously cut off by tools, and there was still a piece of it missing.

Gu Yu said with a serious expression: "Some people don't want it to work."

I suddenly thought of something: "On the night before the disaster, someone caused a power outage?"

Gu Yu seemed to be unable to confirm, "Maybe."

I touched my chin and said strangely: "The crazy doctor is a person who is touching the black and killing him, and then committing suicide in the dark? Hey, I believe Lao Qiao's words now. The crazy doctor has been infected with an unknown virus. He may have mutated. You know, only some animals can move freely in the dark."
Chapter completed!