Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

(Thanks to the reader Lou Lan for the reward)
At some point in time, the hexagram in his pupils began to move with the crowd, looking towards somewhere.

At the same time, a cold breeze blew from a distance and passed between the four people.

When Saito Yisuifeng looked over, Lingdian spoke directly:
"At nine o'clock, the middle-aged man carrying a briefcase on his way."

Several people followed and locked eyes.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, and his cuffs and collar were already covered in gray dirt.

But he still held the coffee in one hand and the jam bread in the other.

Perhaps it had reached its destination so it began to slow down and was no longer walking as fast as it had just been.

Finally, the man stopped in front of an elevator that was exposed to the street.

The elevator is connected to the street by only a makeshift stone staircase.

The stairs are not high, only three levels.
It was at this time that the voice at zero o'clock sounded:
"Look in front of the toes of the man's right foot."

Chen Zilong and the others' eyes changed, and they saw that there was a fallen warning sign there, which said "Elevator Maintenance" was inscribed on it.

And there was a loose metal plate with a raised edge on the next step.

But the metal steps were covered with layers of dust.

And in this gap there is a piece of gray, inconspicuous paper.

Several people could see clearly that it was an elevator maintenance list.

Directly in front of the middle-aged man, the mirrored elevator door is full of fashionable urban artistic sense.

But it is this mirror that coincidentally reflects the iconic New York clock across the street.

The Big Ben, which originally pointed to twelve o'clock, slowly pointed to zero o'clock, zero minutes and zero seconds in the reflection as the second hand swung.

The hungry man had not had breakfast or lunch, so he just wanted to finish the bread with durian jam in his hand before getting into the elevator.

So as not to let other colleagues smell it.

So this person didn't even have time to look up.

Otherwise, you will definitely discover this interesting scene in the mirror opposite.

Just like that, the man raised his foot and stepped onto the metal plate on the stone steps.

The stubborn sound of metal made the man look down, but nothing happened.

However, the middle-aged man also saw the maintenance list under his feet.

But before I could think about it, the indicator light on the mirror elevator came on and it opened directly.

"Ding dong."

The man looked up, coincidentally missing the reflection of the clock, walked in, and took the last bite.

The elevator door closed and rose.

At zero o'clock, a countdown began to appear in his mouth:
"6.5.4.3.2.1"

As the countdown to zero o'clock ends.

"Oh!"

A pool of warm blood spurted out from the gap in the elevator's mirror door.

There is even sticky yellow stuff in the blood.

It was the durian jam that exuded a strong smell.

Ding Dong!

The elevator door opened again.

"what!!!"

"Fuck, the elevator crashed?"

"Call the police, call the police!"

"No, call an ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"…………"

Watching the blood flow out from the gap in the elevator and down the stairs.

Dye all the repair lists in the gaps red.

Chen Zilong and the others withdrew their gazes.

Saito shook his head with his mouth twitching, but he still put his hands together and silently recited the Amitabha Sutra.

Zero o'clock exhaled.

After all, this person is also coming to the world of Final Destination for the first time.

The only woman among the four.

Zhu Wen smiled and clapped her hands and said:

"Let's go, everyone. I think this must be the god of death greeting us."

At this moment, the crowd around was gathering more and more because of screaming and chaos.

The instinct to watch the fun is not unique to China.

New York, as an international city, is no exception.

Especially for those part-time reporters, such accidents are the favorite news of those tabloids.

Not a moment.

As red and blue lights flashed, a black forensic doctor wearing glasses walked down from the ambulance.

However, the first thing this person did when he got off the car was not to look at the elevator where the accident happened.

Instead, he looked at the intersection behind the crowd.

But at this moment, the intersection was already deserted.

On Madison Avenue in New York, Chen Zilong and Zhu Wen were overwhelmed by the bustling scene on both sides.

After all, they haven't been in such a modern metropolis for a long time.

Walking through it, I have to say, there is a sense of division between the times.

However, this feeling was quickly fading as the few of them entered shopping mode.

Because the eyes of the world are already on us.

“Why are hot dogs so popular in foreign countries?”

"Can anyone explain it to me?"

After Chen Zilong finished the last bite, he couldn't help but complain.

Saito shrugged, "Why don't you try this taco later? It tastes just like a pancake."

"Zhu Wen, do you want some donuts? There's a long line, so they must be delicious, right?"

Chen Zilong approached and asked enthusiastically.

Zhu Wen quickly waved her hands: "I don't want to be killed by sweetness yet."

"If a diabetic person eats one of those donuts in New York, half of his life will probably be gone. So forget it."

The four of them walked and strolled.

Even at midnight, I had twice as much German dark beer in my hand.

As for why German dark beer is sold in New York joints, I don't know.

After eating and drinking enough.

Saito looked at the shops along the road and asked a few people:

"So, where are we going next?"

Chen Zilong said as a matter of course:
"Definitely going to see old friends, if they are still alive, of course."

After that, Moss's voice rang out from the communicators hanging on their ears.

"Found it. The four of them changed their names and all external information."

"But we still found it through matching the surveillance camera images."

Chen Zilong cheered when he heard the news:
"Oh, praise my dear modern society, it's much better than colonizing planets."

Saito said helplessly: "Are you sure that modern society is much better for the God of Death?"

"Why do you see danger everywhere now?"

Compared to the two who were arguing, Zhu Wen next to them was very surprised:

"Four?"

"Moss, are you saying that all four of them are still alive?"

Chen Zilong also reacted, turned his head, looked at Lingdian Saitoichi, and said:
"Alex, Claire, Sam, and Molly are all alive?"

"So where are they now?"

Moss's mechanical voice sounded:

"Langer Hospital for Women in New York City."

Hear about this location.

The four of them paused.

Chen Zilong was surprised: "Obstetrics and Gynecology? Hospital?"

Moss continued:

"Yes, after checking the medical system, I found that Molly and Claire's due dates are sixty-three days later and eighty-five days later respectively."

"But for some reason, Alex and Sam were admitted to the hospital early to await the birth of their baby."

After hearing this news and this unique number, Zhu Wen's expression gradually became serious:
"It seems that Li Xiao's method has been effective."

"But the due date is sixty-three days from now?"

"We have three months in total. It looks like we can still see their child?"

"But I don't know why, this timing seems a bit strange." The other three men looked at Zhu Wen.

Several people knew what was going on, and among them, Zhu Wen was the only one who was relatively smart.

"Strange, what's strange about it?"

Zhu Wen shook her head.

"Let's go and see our old friend. Maybe we'll know the reason then."

"Also, I think we should be careful."

After he finished speaking, a large truck with a loud rumbling engine noise came towards them.

Look at the flattened black tires and the obviously bent axles.

It is conceivable that this is a seriously overloaded and dangerous vehicle.

But before the vehicle passes.

The four figures on the street disappeared.

The truck driver stopped steadily on the side of the road, took out an electric air pump while cursing, and started pumping air.

The flattened tire slowly inflated.

It turned out that the truck was not overloaded, but simply had low tire pressure.

All of this was captured by a camera mounted on a road pole.

Listening to Moss's report.

At the same time, a bald man in the air also cursed.

ten minutes later.

NYU Langone Hospital.

As the top hospital in New York City.

This is a comprehensive gynecological hospital that covers everything from pregnancy care to delivery.

It even includes a series of professional services such as postpartum recovery and newborn care.

This aristocratic hospital is located in the core area of ​​Manhattan, New York.

"No, Sam, are they that rich?"

"If I remember correctly, weren't they ordinary office workers before?"

Looking at the magnificent and high-end hospital building and the bright hall in front of me.

Chen Zilong couldn't help but ask:

“Why can they afford to live in a hospital like this?”

Not to mention Chen Zilong, Zhu Wen also became curious.

But luckily someone answered.

Moss's response was quick:
“It’s a stock fund.”

"The data shows that Sam Roden resigned from his original position in the company nine months ago."

"A month later, together with Alex, who had just become an adult, we entered the stock market."

"It took them three months to turn their $3 capital into $ million through buying and selling, and they successfully cashed it out."

"So far, there are still more than 3.5 million left in the 5 million in their accounts."

"They spent $900,000 to bribe an official from the government's household registration department to change their names."

Several people looked at each other.

Chen Zilong whispered: "Damn it!"

"Brilliant!"

"I almost forgot that these two people can predict the future."

"So, now their abilities are even more powerful?"

"Let's go, we'll know if we ask each other in person."

At the entrance of the hospital.

After Zhu Wen finished speaking, she walked in first.

At this time, Lingdian and Saito fell behind.

Chen Zilong stretched out his hand with a helpless expression on his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

That's this moment.

An inconspicuous translucent triangular barrier suddenly appeared with Zhu Wen as the center.

Envelop this one in it.

In an instant, Zhu Wen's pupils shrank into pinholes.

His eyes were fixed on the half coin embedded in the barrier, which was shining with a sharp light.

The triangular shield formed at this moment was exactly the protective jade pendant that had been upgraded and modified by Xiao Honglu.

It turned out that just as Zhu Wen took a quick step forward and entered the hospital lobby.

There was a sudden flash of fire without warning, and the explosion came unexpectedly.

After the triangular shield is activated to block.

Zhu Wen, who was blown backwards by the explosion, still looked as calm as she was a second ago.

Chen Zilong hugged Zhu Wen in mid-air, and the Sui Xin Iron Soldiers in his hand turned into a large dark golden shield in half a breath.

The two of them were covered tightly.

Subsequently.

After a lot of bangs and bangs.

Only then did Chen Zilong put away his shield and looked around.

Zero, who was always blocked behind him, also looked cautious.

And Saito Kazuhito had a look of fear on his face.

Chen Zilong, who was holding the Sui Xin Iron Soldiers, stood at the front and couldn't help cursing:
"Damn it, it's starting already?"

"You're coming here before you even see the protagonist?"

"Are you sincere in not wanting contact?"

In fact, at the beginning, the four of them all had a nonchalant attitude towards contacting the protagonist.

After all, their purpose in entering horror movies is just to face the "God of Death".

But this is the situation now.

If you don't let us meet the protagonist, then we'll go and meet him anyway.

The main point is the rebellious psychology.

And for some reason, the four of them reached a tacit understanding just by exchanging glances.

That's the smell of a side plot.

Although the four of them were dressed in special clothes and had cold weapons such as sticks in their hands.

But a stick is just a stick.

Plus the chaos caused by the explosion just now.

Even though there were security guards and medical staff all around, no one paid any attention to Chen Zilong and the others for the time being.

Of course, with Zhu Wen's beauty, she still attracted a lot of attention, but that's all.

Go around the accident scene at the door.

Zhu Wen smelled with lingering fear the distinct smell of gasoline at the entrance of the hall, as well as the area in the center that had been burned into charcoal by the high temperature.

"Moss, can you tell me what happened?"

"There should be surveillance video in the lobby of this hospital, right?"

Soon, the four of them gathered in the corner and looked at the screen that lit up in Zero's palm.

I saw people coming and going in the center of the hospital lobby.

A figure marked by Moss walked in ten seconds ahead of everyone else.

These are figures with hunched backs and wearing hospital handyman clothes.

The figure is carrying an opaque white bucket.

It seemed that he was planning to take a shortcut by crossing the hospital lobby.

After all, if you walk from the front door to the back door of the hospital, you have to take a long detour.

It’s only a few dozen meters inside the hospital.

Judging from the deformed plastic and the heavy footsteps of the staff, this bucket of liquid is not light.

So after the employee had carried half of it with great effort, he was changing hands and taking a break.

And at the same time.

A nurse pushing a wheelchair was going too fast and knocked over a fire extinguisher in the corner when turning a corner.

Then a lady who had just come out of the elevator holding documents saw this scene and immediately leaned against the wall to make room.

But even so, an oil painting nailed to the wall began to tilt slightly.

The oil painting is located near a vending machine.

So the two nurses who were waiting and chatting nearby simply placed the change in their hands on the picture frame.

As the wheelchair passed by, the woman also hurried away, but the knitted hat on her back was directly hooked on the protruding nail.

It was at this time that the screen showed Zhu Wen walking into the hall.

(End of this chapter)