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Chapter 1237 I want to go home (4000)

"Miss Tiantian, who is it?"

Just listening to the name, Lan Shuying said that she automatically assumed a cute image, the sweet and soft one.

However, Xiao Ao twisted for a few seconds and told her:

It's a cat.

Arrogant cat lover.

"...Ahem, what a good name."

She can't complain that others don't know names.

The example of toffee is in front.

There is no need to laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps.

"Wait a minute..." Lan Shuying came to her senses, "We are called the Eight-tailed Cat Company, so this Eight-tailed cat, isn't it..."

Xiao Ao nodded in pain, dragged her to complain a dozen or so words, and was finally interrupted by Lan Shuying who caught a pause.

She was dizzy and knew that Xiao Ao hated that cat very much.

Ms. Tiantian, I don't necessarily want to see Xiao Ao too much.

Lan Shuying quietly conspired that Xiao Ao had been slandered by the eight-tailed cat Tiantian many times in the days when Xiao Ao was not around arrogantly.Fortunately, if Arrogant thought he was dead, the death filter might be able to offset a lot of damage.

It would be great if a subordinate who has a good relationship with Xiao Ao can be replaced this time, but it's a pity...

"Okay, okay, I know now... Sigh, I haven't fought for a cat yet! Brother, I didn't say that you are not good at it." She tutted.

This matter, we have to talk about when the Eight-Tailed Cat Company was just established.

Arrogance is a bad name, but what is rare is that he is very self-aware on this point.So when he first named the organization, he proposed to let a few of his subordinates around him draw lots.

Whoever draws it will use his name!

It turned out that Xiao Ao had won the lottery.

But Tiantian couldn't hold back the tears, she threw herself into the arrogant arms and cried softly... Xiao Ao watched helplessly as the lottery was drawn back...

Really miserable.

And the name Tiantian sounds a little unreliable.

The last one announced was the Eight-Tailed Cat Company.

Such a twist, wonderful.

I just feel sorry for the sad person next to me who was robbed of the naming rights, and now I'm still full of frustration when I mention it...

Xiao Ao was filled with grief and indignation, and let out a masculine voice: "Wow!!!"

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Miss Cat is not expected to arrive until dawn.

Before she arrived, Lan Shuying felt that idleness was idleness. Instead of entrusting the investigation results to others, she still wanted to know the situation as soon as possible.

In order not to only listen to some rumors after the fact.

If it is a scandal, the news will be blocked.

She placed her main body in the car dealership, and concentrated on controlling those corpse puppets and the newly recruited younger brothers.

At this moment, the city gate has actually been infiltrated successfully. If Zhou Lang and Xiao Qing want to leave, they can come out safely now.

Lan Shuying cut to the perspective of the undead bird, flapping its bone wings and stopping on the window sill of the archive room, the sound alarmed the two people who were searching for the records.

Xiaoqing saw that it was her, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "We are still looking for it, it should be in the remaining few books."

The undead bird tilted its head to show that it knew, and instead of flying away, it jumped to her side to watch with them.

Finally, I turned to a booklet that looked most unlike a medical record, covered with grease and medicine soup.

They finally found the information they were looking for.

"Hey, look, the little girl doesn't seem to be dead?!" Xiaoqing exclaimed, "This..."

The undead bird resolutely squeezed her away and moved her head up.

The handwriting is illegible, not the same person.

The first line is the name, cause of death, and time of death, emphasizing that the little girl was the first person to die from the plague.Several doctors who received the treatment at that time had realized the seriousness of the problem and planned to conduct an autopsy, and there were three signatures.

Further down is the signature of the family members, an embarrassing slash.

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(Remarks: No family members were found, confirmed as recent migrants)

The little girl selling flowers turned out to be from another place. Combined with the time of her onset, the possibility of being infected outside is also very high.

The autopsy results were supposed to keep up with the results of the autopsy, but they were destroyed by a few drops of ink. A few intermittent lines were a description of the external characteristics of the corpse, and the findings after the autopsy were not written.

The autopsy does not appear to have gone well.

She looked carefully at the bottom of the page, there was a small print that read:

"At 28:19 on the 21th, 'Corpse' No. 01 broke through the window and left 3 minutes before the autopsy. It has been confirmed lost and its whereabouts are unknown. The witnesses are..."

Zhou Lang pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the withered and yellow skeleton of the undead bird, and said quietly:

"If I saw this record before tonight, I would definitely say... This child is so smart, she knows how to pretend to be dead and escape when people are not prepared."

Xiaoqing froze for a moment: "Isn't it?"

Zhou Lang motioned her to look at the undead bird beside him.

In this world, it is obvious that not only living people can run and jump, but some creatures can also do it.

He did not believe that a terminally ill child had the power to smash through a metal-framed window.

"Do you think...she is still alive?"

"People are the best at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. The direct reason why she chose to escape was that she would be dissected if she stayed in the clinic. The problem is, only when she is confirmed dead can she be dissected!"

Xiaoqing was stunned.

Zhou Lang continued: "As long as she is alive, she will be treated with all her strength. Because she is No. 01, everyone still needs to get information from her to determine the source of the plague."

"Think about it again, why did she run away?"

"..." Xiaoqing's expression was already numb, and she said with difficulty: "She may not trust the doctors in the clinic, and wants to find other doctors, or... family members?"

The undead bird turned his face aside.

Zhou Lang touched Xiaoqing's head and said, "This is the only condition in Shacheng. She can't find other doctors, and she can't get out of the city gate..."

Not to mention the continuous desert outside.

As for his family, when he first met the little girl, she was clever and sensible, and sold a kind of drought-resistant flower to support himself.

It is almost impossible for a child to walk through the desert alone, someone obviously brought her here, and then she is here to earn a living.

No matter how he looked at it, Zhou Lang felt that she was abandoned.

The person had been declared dead by the doctor, but she "lived" before the autopsy, and she ran away?

What exactly is running?

The undead bird flew out.

After a while, it came back, spitting out a white ID card.

A piece of broken silk was still held in the bone claw.

Zhou Lang detected the information of the Apocalypse Church in the identity card.

After showing him the undead bird, he immediately threw the silk out, and rubbed his paws on the sand in disgust.

Zhou Lang understood her meaning from this series of actions.

"You mean, that little girl came with a caravan, and the caravan came from the east coast... Yes! If the plague was spread by the caravan, no wonder she would be the first to show symptoms!"

The undead bird nodded reservedly.

It was the silk that the corpse puppet picked up at the place where the caravan was stationed. Because it was damaged, no one wanted it, so it stayed where it was, and half of it was trampled into the sand.

She analyzed it with ghost pupils, and the edge of the silk was brushed with something.If it had nothing to do with the plague, she didn't believe it.

Zhou Lang was thinking.

People who are willing to use their brains are good.

As long as the clues are thrown in front of them, without saying anything, they will definitely use their brains to find the most reasonable explanation.

Zhou Lang murmured: "If it's a caravan, it appears that they came here to sell things. The patrolmen said that their business is very hot, and the people of the whole city are robbing it. The City Lord's Mansion didn't participate..."

"Because the caravan was invited by the city lord's mansion, they colluded secretly... people from the Apocalypse Church pretended to be a caravan, and let the plague spread throughout the city through the goods."

Everyone who has bought their things and touched them is actually at risk of being infected.

Only the city lord's mansion stayed behind closed doors, nothing happened, and they had already made preparations for relocation.

The plague followed most of the population of Shacheng who fled, and ravaged more places.This is the result that the east coast wants, and it is the vote of the city lord.

Anger and hatred rose in Zhou Lang's heart.

He tried his best to keep calm in front of Xiaoqing, but they were just passers-by who had suffered an innocent disaster, and finally identified the culprit, how could they not hate?

But he soon sobered up.

"No, no, it's more than that..."

"The City Lord's Mansion left as soon as he left. Why did he lock up the rest of the people? He also replaced the original guards with the Apocalypse Church, so they must have other plans in Shacheng!"

"You'll have to ask that patrolling soldier."

A voice came from outside the file room, and the corpse puppet walked in, still in the same state as when they were separated, with neat clothes and hair.

Zhou Lang smelled the fresh blood, and then he was sure that this companion hadn't done nothing.

"Didn't he burn to death?" Xiao Qing asked in a daze.

"We thought the flower girl had already died of illness, didn't we? Why can't the patrolman be alive?"

Lan Shuying released the undead bird and asked her sharply.

Zhou Lang is very good at focusing on the key points: "Have you discovered anything?"

Lan Shuying felt a little funny when she heard this honorific.

She hummed, and suggested bewitchingly:

"Would you like to go over with me and have a look?"

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Zhou Lang is the kind of person who is least willing to wade into muddy water.

Therefore, when Lan Shuying asked him for advice with questions, he instinctively resisted.But he is also a wife slave, as soon as Xiaoqing showed eagerness to try, he surrendered with both hands.

Lan Shuying led them to the address where the fire broke out, because they had something to worry about and there was nothing to talk about, so the three of them walked in silence.

Seeing the street style becoming more and more familiar to Zhou Lang, he wanted to speak a few times, but swallowed it back—if he went any further, he might be entering the sick area.

Fortunately, the corpse puppet turned left in time!

The foreground changes.

There was a strange smell in the air.

There was a row of burnt black ruins, and the few metal frames that had not been burnt were supported. After so many days, sparks could still be seen. When the wind blew, the dark red ashes underneath had a faint tendency to rekindle.

Putting the word "dangerous" on the bright side, it is very unsuitable to go in at first sight.

The city lord's mansion had already disposed of the bodies of the victims of the fire, which was the news provided by Zhou Lang.

Lan Shuying went to find the confidant of the city lord on the tower with the mentality of pursuing to the end.

She asked first.

The confidant was trembling and couldn't answer anything worthwhile. Later, he couldn't catch his breath, and was frightened by the group of corpses under the tower, and went straight to the next level of reincarnation.

Lan Shuying used Brian's ability to grab some memories.

According to the knowledge of the cronies, East Coast has an agreement with the city owner to carry out a large-scale experiment in Shacheng.

There is an indispensable existence in the experiment.

My confidant heard them mention a word:

Plaguechild.

If she guessed correctly, the Apocalypse Church should have been eyeing this place because they knew that this person was in Shacheng.

Zhou Lang sighed inwardly.

He's been really unlucky lately.First, the little flower seller who turned into a living corpse, and then the patrol soldier who was suspected of being a child of the plague... Sigh, they are all troublemakers!

The ruins were already in sight, but the corpse puppet leading the way stopped.

Zhou Lang was taken aback, why didn't he leave?

Lan Shuying said mysteriously: "The time has not yet come."

Zhou Lang:? ? ?

"……when?"

"Oh, I'm a bit superstitious occasionally. I made a fortune on the road, and I won't get anything until I get in on time at five o'clock in the morning."

Zhou Lang: "..."

Xiaoqing: "..."

"Then shall we wait here?"

Lan Shuying led them into an empty house nearby.

"Just wait here."

Xiao Ao suddenly understood: "You just don't want to contribute! Hey, at five o'clock, that silly cat Tiantian should come too." He just didn't understand why he insisted on dragging these two war scumbags.

Lan Shuying smiled and said nothing.

She found a Rubik's Cube to pass the time.

This street is a few kilometers away from the clinic.

During the period, Xiao Qingyang took Zhou Lang to accompany her to go out, copied the method of making the medicine, and handed them under the windows of the doctors.

When they came back, the sky was already dark, and the time pointed to 04:30, which was a little short of the "auspicious time" that Lan Shuying said.

"Senior..." Zhou Lang took the initiative to talk, "What did you find out? The patrolling soldiers are still in the ruins?"

"He is here, and the little flower seller is also here." Lan Shuying said honestly.

Xiaoqing: "Huh?!"

Although she knew that sitting in front of her was a corpse that could talk and walk, but then...at least, the corpse puppet looked neat enough, dressed even better than Zhou Lang!

Think about the two hidden...

The impression left by the patrolman on her was that it stinks, a smoky smell of alcohol.

As for the little girl who sells flowers, it’s very pitiful to be pitiful, but after all, she’s dying and getting up again... Xiaoqing touched her conscience and said that she felt that she couldn’t show the brilliance of her humanity.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are seniors here."

Zhou Lang put his arms around Xiaoqing, coaxing Lan Shuying to wear a high hat.

When I turned my head, the person was gone!

They quickly found it in the yard.

Suddenly I heard a voice outside: "There is no way ahead, my friend, where are you going?"

It was the voice of a corpse puppet.

It is indifferent and has no ups and downs, which is easy to identify.

The young couple opened the door and looked out.

The corpse puppet was talking to a cloud of air, and the scene was a bit creepy.

But everyone has died before, so they are more accepting of this kind of scene, and they don't suspect that Lan Shuying is teasing them.

Zhou Lang whispered: "The weekly magazine said that the natives would go to the next level after death and would not run around. I think this has something to do with it."

They couldn't see, there was a thin green figure reflected in the eyes of the corpse puppet.

The patient grinned his mouth stained with black and red stains, and replied honestly:

"You let me, I want to go home."

(End of this chapter)