DAY 75 Escape
"No, sister. Maybe Sister Mo has seen through your thoughts, and now this is the only feasible route. My brother turned to me with a very serious expression.
"Do you have any basis for this?" I looked at him with some uncertainty.
"Just believe me once." With that, my brother pushed me into the employee-only aisle.
It was also pitch black inside, with a few faint lights visible through the exhaust fan. After walking through the kitchen and food preparation room, we found a small back door next to a huge refrigerator. When I opened it, I found a row of stairs going down.
"Go down." My brother pushed me, and he looked cautiously behind me, as if he was afraid that something would suddenly catch up.
I had to turn on the new torch I had just "touched" from Carrefour and carefully groped my way down.
Soon, it was over. I really didn't meet anyone, and it seems that my brother's reasoning is correct.
At the entrance is an abandoned warehouse-like place, stacked with many defective products that have been discarded by the supermarket. There, we found something particularly useful.
"Sister, hurry up!" My brother took the lead in getting on a bicycle, and then he held on to the one next to him and turned around and urged me to do so.
I hurriedly got on it, and then followed my brother to carefully drive away from Carrefour through the exit at the corner of the back warehouse.
After turning several intersections in a row, we made a special turn into the kind of alley where cars can't drive in. Finally, on the edge of a small square in an alley, my brother motioned for me to stop.
"It should be pretty much safe here. What are we going to do next, sister? My brother looked at me with some concern.
I groaned slightly, "Since the person who came here first is not 'Mom and Dad', then they should still be in the former town hall." We have to go back. ”
The main thing is that the uncle and they don't know the news yet, and they seem to have a holiday before, and now if the two sides don't happen to meet, it's really hard for "mom and dad" to say whether it will hurt them.
"But the car is no longer usable, how are we going back?" My brother scratched at his hair with some annoyance, then looked at my face with some hesitation and added, "And actually...... I'm not entirely sure it's not Mom or Dad who is driving. ”
My expression suddenly became ugly: "Are you saying that 'Mom and Dad' not only coerced Xiao Mo to record the voice, but also wanted to take my life?" ”
"They are 'mom and dad', not our old mom and dad. Do you really think they won't be able to do this for the sake of family affection? The younger brother bit his lip and whispered, "Besides, we don't think we're of any use to them, so they shouldn't have any worries, right?" ……”
I fell silent: intellectually told me that my brother was not wrong; But emotionally, I desperately wanted to deny this possibility. Why, although it was only on the surface before, we were still able to coexist peacefully with "Mom and Dad" for a short time? Why is it so fast, isn't it just an inexplicable secret room? Why do we have to lose them and fight them again?
"Sister, why don't you do it. Anyway, we also made an appointment with my uncle to go back in 24 hours, so it's better to confirm the identity of the other party before that, so that we can figure out who the person who always does this kind of perverted thing behind our backs is, okay? By the way, find out if there is a means of transportation that can take us back smoothly - after all, we have driven so far that it is a bit unrealistic to ride a bicycle back...... And it's too much time and physical waste. My brother looked at me sincerely and patted my arm as if soothingly.
I thought about it in silence for a while, and then nodded helplessly. Judging from the current situation, it is indeed the only way to go.
At that moment, there was a small cracking sound in the next room. My brother and I were immediately startled and looked at each other: this is what you mean...... There are still residents of City F?! Or is it the XIZ infected?!
"Sister, let's hurry up, although the terrain here is convenient for us to get rid of the person who attacked you just now, but it is not easy to escape if we encounter anything." My brother whispered to me, then got back on his bike and gave me a look, motioning for me to follow him.
But this time the departure did not go so smoothly. As soon as I kicked the pedals of my bike, I immediately felt a pulling force pull hard behind me. My next son was unsteady and fell backwards in embarrassment.
"Sister?!" My brother immediately stopped and ran over to help me. I grinned back with my butt clutched and saw an uncle with unkempt hair looking at me through thick spectacle lenses.
"Who are you, why are you doing this to my sister?" When the younger brother saw the murderer of the "murderer", he immediately rushed forward with a bad attitude and pushed the uncle, but the other party did not hide, and let him push himself to the ground.
I didn't have time to stop it, and when I saw my brother raise another punch to smash at the other party, I hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" Then, ignoring his still aching buttocks, he quickly bounced up from the ground and grabbed his raised arm, and roared, "Who taught you that you can hit people casually?!" ”
Then he whispered in his ear: "This may be an infected person, it's better to have less contact with him." ”
My brother and I were in a stalemate for a few moments before reluctantly withdrawing his fist, and then he didn't forget to glare at the uncle he pushed to the ground again.
The uncle didn't react at all, kept the same smiling expression as he had at the beginning, and just sat on the ground, as if everything we did seemed to him to be very interesting, like enjoying a play.
"Let's go, this person doesn't look normal, it's better to have one less thing or one less thing." I pushed my brother and whispered to him again, not daring to match the slightly nervous uncle on the ground again.
The younger brother glanced at the uncle a few times, frowned slightly, and nodded in agreement: "It does not look normal." Just as I was about to pull me away, my uncle, who had been sitting quietly on the ground, suddenly bounced up from the ground like a spring, grabbed my other arm violently, and said to us with a smile the first sentence since we met:
"I've decided to be your dad from today onwards. How can two children be left without their families? It's pathetic, come on, babies, come home with me. ”
With that, he dragged me to a small dilapidated wooden door at the back of the alley.
I was startled, and immediately after reacting I screamed and struggled wildly. My younger brother couldn't help but be angry, and he stepped past me and grabbed the hand of the uncle who was holding my arm, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Let go, otherwise I will beat you so that you will never go home." ”