"Miss Tiantian, who is it?"

Just listening to this name, Lan Shuying said that she automatically substituted a cute Luo image, the sweet and soft kind.

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

It's a cat.

Arrogant love cat.

“…… Ahem, good name. ”

She can't complain that others won't take a name.

The example of toffee is laid ahead.

Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, you don't have to.

"Wait a minute......" Lan Shuying reacted, "We are called the eight-tailed cat company, so this eight-tailed cat, is it ......?"

Xiao Ao nodded sadly, pulled her to complain for more than a dozen sentences, and was finally interrupted by Lan Shuying after a pause.

She listened dizzily and knew that Xiao Ao was very disgusted with the cat.

Miss Tian Tian may not be very kind to Xiao Ao.

Lan Shuying quietly conspiracy theorize, in the days when Xiao Ao was not by the side of arrogance, I don't know how many times he was smeared by the eight-tailed cat Tiantian. Thankfully, if Arrogance thinks he's dead, the death filter might be able to offset a lot of the damage.

It would be great if I could change to a subordinate who has a good relationship with Xiao Ao this time, but it's a pity......

"Okay, okay, I know now...... Alas, the competition for favor has not yet fought for a cat! Brother, I didn't say that you can't do this. She sighed.

This matter has to be talked about when the eight-tailed cat company was just created.

Arrogance is a notion, and it's rare that he's very self-aware at this point. So when he named the organization, he proposed to let a few of his subordinates draw lots.

Whoever draws it, uses its name!

Originally, Xiao Ao won the marker.

But I couldn't stand the tears in my eyes, and I threw myself into my arrogant arms and cried softly...... Xiao Ao watched as the lottery was drawn......

It's miserable.

And the name Tian Tian sounds a little unreliable.

The last thing to be announced to the public was the eight-tailed cat company.

Such a twist, wonderful.

It's just a pity for the sad person next to him who was robbed of the naming rights, and now he is still full of frustration when he mentions it......

Xiao Ao was filled with grief and indignation, and made a macho voice: "Huh!! ”

·

Miss Cat is expected to arrive at dawn.

Before she arrived, Lan Shuying felt that being idle was also idle, and instead of entrusting the results of the investigation to others, she still wanted to understand the situation as soon as possible.

Lest you have to listen to some rumors afterwards.

If it's a scandal, the news will also be blocked.

She placed her body in the carriage and horse shop, and concentrated on controlling the corpse puppets and the newly recruited younger brothers.

At this moment, the city gate has actually been successfully penetrated, and if Zhou Lang and Xiaoqing want to leave, they can come out safely now.

Lan Shuying cut to the perspective of the undead bird, fluttering his bone wings and stopping on the windowsill of the archive room, the sound alarming the two who were rummaging through the records.

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

The undead bird tilted its head, indicating that it understood, and did not fly away again, but jumped next to her to watch with them.

Finally, I turned to a booklet covered with oil stains and medicinal soups, which looked the least like a medical record.

They finally found the information they were looking for.

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

The undead bird decisively squeezed her away and put her head together.

The handwriting is sloppy, not the same person.

The first line is the name, cause, and time of death, emphasizing that the little girl was the first person to die of the plague. Several of the doctors who were seen at that time had realized the seriousness of the problem and were going to perform an autopsy, which was signed by three people.

Further down is the signature of the family, an awkward slash.

/

(Note: No family members found, confirmed to be recent immigrants)

The little girl selling flowers turned out to be from out of town, and combined with the time of her illness, the possibility of being infected outside is also very high.

The bottom should have kept up with the results of the autopsy, but it was destroyed by a few drops of ink, and the intermittent lines were a description of the external characteristics of the corpse, not the findings after the autopsy.

The post-mortem does not appear to have gone smoothly.

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

"At 19:21 on the 28th, the 'corpse' of No. 01 broke through the window and left three minutes before the autopsy, and it has been confirmed that it is missing, its whereabouts are unknown, and the witness is ......"

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

"If I had seen this record before tonight, I would have said ...... This child is so smart, she knows how to pretend to be dead and run away when people are unprepared. ”

Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it?" ”

Zhou Lang motioned for her to look at the undead bird next to her.

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

He didn't believe that a terminally ill child could break through a metal-framed window.

"What do you think...... Is she still alive? ”

"People are the best at seeking advantages and avoiding harm, and she chose to run away because she would be dissected if she stayed in the clinic. The problem is that it is only possible for her to be dissected if she is confirmed dead! ”

Xiaoqing was stunned.

Zhou Lang continued: "As long as she lives, she will definitely be able to get full treatment. Because she is number 01, everyone still needs to get information from her mouth to determine the source of the plague. ”

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

"......" Xiaoqing's expression was numb, and she said with difficulty: "She may not trust the doctors in the clinic and want to find other doctors by herself, or...... Family? ”

The undead bird tossed its face to the side.

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

Not to mention the fact that there is a rolling desert outside.

As for the family, when he first met the little girl, the child was clever and sensible, selling a drought-tolerant flower to support himself.

It is almost impossible for a child to cross the desert alone, apparently someone brought her, and then she is here to beg for a living.

No matter how Zhou Lang looks at it, he feels that she is abandoned.

The person has been declared dead by the doctor, but she is "alive" before the autopsy, and she still runs away?

What the hell is running?

The undead bird flew out.

After a while, it returned, spitting out a white ID card.

There was also a broken piece of silk in the bone claws.

Zhou Lang found out that there was information about the Apocalypse Church in the identity card.

As soon as the undead bird showed it to him, it threw the silk out, and rubbed its paws against the sand.

Zhou Lang understood her meaning from this series of actions.

"You mean, the little girl came with a caravan from the East Coast...... Right! If the plague had been spread by caravanserans, no wonder she would have been the first to show symptoms! ”

The undead nods reservedly.

It was the silk that the corpse puppet had picked up in the caravan station, and because it was broken, no one wanted it, and it was left where it was, half of it was trampled into the sand.

She had analyzed it with her ghost pupils, and the edges of the silk had been brushed with something. If she wants to say that it has nothing to do with the plague, she doesn't believe it.

Zhou Lang was thinking.

It's good to have people who are willing to use their brains.

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

Zhou Lang muttered: "If it's a caravan, it is ostensibly to sell things, but the patrol said that their business is very hot, and the people of the whole city are robbing it, and the City Lord's Mansion is not involved......

"Because the caravan was invited by the City Lord's Mansion, they colluded privately...... The Church of the Apocalypse disguised themselves as caravans and allowed the plague to spread throughout the city through goods. ”

All the people who have bought their things, the people who have touched them, are actually at risk of being infected.

Only the City Lord's Mansion was closed, and there was nothing to do, and they had already prepared to relocate.

The plague followed most of the population of Shacheng and caused more disasters. This is the result that the East Coast wants, and it is the name of the city lord.

Anger and hatred rose in Zhou Lang's heart.

He has been trying to be as calm as possible in front of Xiaoqing, but they are just passers-by who have suffered an unwarranted disaster, and they have finally identified the culprit, how can they not hate?

But he soon came to his senses.

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

"The City Lord's Mansion is gone, why should he lock up the rest of the people? They also replaced the original city defenders with those of the Apocalypse Church, so they must have other plans in Shacheng! ”

"I'm going to ask the patrolman."

A voice came from outside the archives, and the corpse puppet walked in, still the same as when they were separated, neatly dressed and haired.

Zhou Lang sniffed out the fresh blood and was sure that this companion had not done nothing.

"Didn't he burn to death?" Xiaoqing answered in a daze.

"We thought the flower girl was sick and dead, didn't we? Why can't the patrol be alive? ”

Lan Shuying released the undead bird and asked her sharply.

Zhou Lang is very good at grasping the key points: "Have you found out?" ”

Lan Shuying listened to this honorific and felt a little funny inexplicably.

She snorted, and suggested demagogically:

"Would you like to come with me?"

·

Zhou Lang is the kind of person who is most reluctant to wade into troubled waters.

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 a eager look, he surrendered directly with both hands.

Lan Shuying led them to the address where the fire had occurred, because they had something in their hearts, they didn't have much to talk about, and the three of them walked in silence.

Zhou Lang looked at the street style more and more familiar, and several times he wanted to speak, but he swallowed it back - if he went any further, he was afraid that he would have to enter the patient area.

Fortunately, the corpse puppet turned left in time!

Objects in the foreground are transformed.

There was a strange smell in the air.

There are rows of charred ruins, a few unburned metal frames are supported, and after so many days, you can still see the sparks, and when the wind blows, the dark red ash below has a faint tendency to rekindle.

Put the word danger on the bright side, and it is very inappropriate to walk in at first glance.

The City Lord's Mansion had already disposed of the bodies of the dead in the fire, and this was the news provided by Zhou Lang.

Lan Shuying, in the spirit of pursuing the matter to the end, went to find the city lord's cronies on the city tower.

She first asked.

The cronies trembled, and they couldn't answer anything valuable, and then they didn't catch their breath, and they were frightened by the group of corpse brothers under the city tower, and went straight to the next level of reincarnation.

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

According to the information of his cronies, the East Coast had an agreement with the city lord to conduct a large-scale experiment in Shacheng.

There is an indispensable presence in the experiment.

The cronies heard them mention a word:

Children of the Pestilence.

If she guessed correctly, the Apocalypse Church should have set its sights on this place because it learned that this person was in Sand City.

Zhou Lang sighed in his heart.

He's really not had a lot of luck lately. First the little flower girl who turned into a living corpse, and then the patrol soldier suspected of being the child of the plague...... Alas, it's all troublesome!

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

Zhou Lang was stunned, why didn't he leave?

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

Zhou Lang: ???

“…… When? ”

"Oh, I'm a little superstitious occasionally, and I calculated a hexagram on the road, and I won't get in until five o'clock in the morning on time."

Zhou Lang: "......"

Xiaoqing: "......"

"So we're just waiting here?"

Lan Shuying led them into an empty house next to them.

"Just wait here."

Xiao Ao suddenly understood: "You just don't want to contribute!" Hey, five o'clock, it's time for that silly cat to come. He just didn't understand why he had to drag these two scumbags.

Lan Shuying smiled but said nothing.

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

This street is a few kilometers away from the clinic.

During this period, Xiao Qingyang took Zhou Lang to accompany her out, transcribed the method of making the antidote, and handed it to the doctors under the windows.

When they came back, the sky was already dark, and the time was half past four, a short time away from the "auspicious time" that Lan Shuying said.

"Senior...... Zhou Lang took the initiative to accost, "What did you find, the patrol is still in the ruins?" ”

"He's here, and so is the little girl who sells flowers." Lan Shuying said honestly.

Xiaoqing: "Huh?! ”

Although she knew that there was a corpse sitting in front of her that could talk and walk, but that ...... At least, the corpse puppet looks neat enough, and it is more elaborate than Zhou Lang!

Think about the two hidden ......

The patrol left her with the impression of stinking, a smoky smell of alcohol.

As for the little girl who sells flowers, it's pitiful, but after all, it's dead and getting up...... Xiaoqing touched her conscience and said that she felt that she could not show the brilliance of human nature.

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

Zhou Lang hugged Xiaoqing and put on a high hat for Lan Shuying while coaxing.

When I turned my head, the person was gone!

They hurried to find it in the courtyard.

Suddenly, I heard a voice outside: "There's no road ahead, friend, where are you going?" ”

It's the voice of a corpse puppet.

It's cold and indifferent, and there are no ups and downs, so it's easy to recognize.

The little couple leaned through the door and looked out.

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

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

Zhou Lang whispered: "In the weekly magazine, it is said that the indigenous people will go to the next level after death and will not run around, I think this is related to the inside." ”

They couldn't see it, and there was a thin figure of green in the corpse's eyes.

The patient grinned and replied with a black and red stain:

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