Chapter 367: Zombies Hiding in the Sewers
Early the next morning, someone was surprised to find that there was a large row of high-end cars parked in front of Yang Feng's house, and several police officers were standing around them, looking at the surroundings vigilantly, with a posture that no one should enter.
At the door, Ferguson smoked a cigarette depressedly and waited quietly for Yangshen Pavilion to be happy, without the slightest impatience.
"Sir, all the wounded were gathered and the bodies of the deceased were collected together, but the protests of the families of the deceased were loud. β
"Then tell them that the people who were injured by the zombies have the virus on their bodies, and once they are released, they will definitely be infected, and let those reporters broadcast it, and that yesterday's events can't be hidden, so just let the citizens know the results, and let the citizens stand on our side instead of the families of the dead and injured." β
Waving his hand, Ferguson replied decisively, the body must not flow out, even the injured person needs to be strictly controlled, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble, others don't know the horror of this thing, Ferguson knows it very well.
He's the one who walked through the Vampire Shadows incident in the first place, and he had to believe in science?
"Squeak!"
The door of the Yangshen Pavilion opened, and Yang Feng, who was wearing shorts and flip-flops, stood at the door and looked at Ferguson with disdain and said, "I haven't seen you for so long, you are still the same despicable and shameless." β
"Yang Feng, oh, no. Ferguson hugged his head and turned around, and said helplessly to Yang Feng: "Boss, we need your help, the zombies bit and killed more than twenty people last night, and there are many injured people, if these people are not treated, they will definitely become zombies." β
"Don't call me boss, I can't stand it, although you are more handsome than the big nose, but you are not honest at all, really. β
Yang Feng assured that he was telling the truth and not joking.
No one would have thought that one of Big Nose's former subordinates would climb to this high position.
"The body is burned, the injured person buys glutinous rice for treatment, don't tell me that Xiangjiang can't buy glutinous rice. I warn you, don't take people towards my house, or I'll let you go to the entrance of the Peninsula Hotel to play with the fruit. β
I know what you want to say as soon as you open your mouth, there is no such possibility.
It's not that Yang Feng didn't save him when he saw death, but with the character of the police, as long as he nodded and agreed, a large group of people would immediately come to his house, Ferguson smiled and didn't care that his careful thoughts were punctured.
"Boss, I've got people under control, and in a hospital, we really need your help. β
"How much does it cost? β
Yang Feng raised his head and looked at Ferguson, it's okay to ask me to make a move, what about the reward? Do you want me Yang Feng to help you for free?
"500,000 you are embarrassed to open, now that the currency is so hot, do you think the Hong Kong dollar is the US dollar?"
After spraying Ferguson's face with saliva, Yang Feng negotiated the price, and took Ferguson towards He Yingqiu's residence.
"Xiao Qiu, get in the car. β
He Yingqiu, who had just returned home and had not yet slept, was arrested by Yang Feng and became a strong man.
"Don't you want to help? β
Grabbing what he wanted, the group headed towards the abandoned hospital.
The government hopes that the injured people can be treated here and let them go, last night it was a few zombies that made a fuss and I don't know how many will become, and whether the number will double is a big problem.
"Well, here's your pay. β
Entering the hospital, Yang Feng took out a bag and threw it over, He Yingqiu was stunned for a moment, opened it and saw it, and was so frightened that he almost threw the bag on the ground.
"Uncle Shi, you are ......"
He Yingqiu swore that it was the first time he had seen so much money when he was so old, and it was the money that was directly given to him.
Yawning, Yang Feng waved his hand and said, "Do you think I'll let you do a day job? Don't be naΓ―ve, okay, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, collect money to do things, just talk about your own business, it's strange if you're not hungry." β
He Yingqiu, who solved the case of corpse and drug transportation before, and cooperated with the police station to get a reward of 1,500 yuan, and there was hardly much left after all kinds of expenses.
Yang Feng really admires his courage, and if he doesn't care, he will be hungry.
"Don't get excited, these 100,000 yuan are not so easy to take, and you also know that I can't stay here all the time, so the patient needs you to keep an eye on the whole process, rest assured that these policemen will cooperate with you, and the corpse poison will be eradicated, otherwise the injured person will definitely not be able to leave the hospital for half a step." β
The classic cooperation model is like the same as when he cooperated with Qiusheng before, Yang Feng did the right thing, Qiusheng did chores, and then afterwards everyone shared the money and knew that he should ask for it, and his life was not very satisfactory, plus he needed help, and Yang Feng directly pulled him up.
"Remember my words, it's a bastard if you don't make money, Taoist priests also have to eat, drink and pay rent, don't make yourself miserable, the royal government's money, you don't need you to help them save it." β
Patting He Yingqiu's shoulder earnestly, Yang Feng said to Ferguson: "Moving things over and letting the injured people gather in the playground and bask in the sun will help to remove the corpse poison." β
"Bring the sick out!"
Ferguson commanded a group of subordinates to obediently cooperate with Yang Feng and He Yingqiu, and one by one the injured people were brought out and gathered in the playground of the hospital, most of these people were not very good-looking, their skin was pale, their mental state was very bad, and they felt uncomfortable standing in the sun, if they were not stared at by the heavily armed police, there would definitely be protests and did not want to stand in the sun.
"Uncle Shizu. β
He Yingqiu obediently cooperated with Yang Feng and completely became Yang Feng's little follower.
"Hmm. β
Yang Feng also sat on the chair brought by He Yingqiu, wiped the table, and motioned to bring someone with a normal face to show him first.
The first was an obese middle-aged man, he was very nervous under the watchful eye of two policemen, Yang Feng said to him: "Don't be afraid, show me where there is a wound on your body, if it's okay, you can leave soon." β
Yang Feng only cares about treating the sick and catching zombies, and he can't care about anything else.
The middle-aged fat man nervously pulled up his clothes, revealing the wound under his ribs, and Yang Feng was speechless when he glanced at it
"He's fine, it's just an unlucky guy who was scratched by something and has no corpse poison, just go to the hospital and stitch it up. β
"Next. β
The second little girl was in the same situation, and there were wounds on her body, but the police didn't dare to let her go casually, so they could only bring her over and wait for Yang Feng to check it.
The rest need to be left for treatment, the times are advancing, who would have thought that one day, as a Taoist priest of Maoshan, he would sit like a doctor and treat people?
There were dozens of people who were scratched and bitten by zombies, many of whom were policemen on duty, and they rushed to the front line, and there were a few foreigners.
Several foreigners did not enjoy special treatment, but were strictly guarded.
Interrogation: When the police arrived, the zombies were chasing them, and they were talking nonsense about how the zombies ran out and how they bitten, and it was strange that the police didn't arrest them.
They followed their boss to Xiangjiang to buy zombies, and then several tomb robbers sold the zombies they dug up to their boss, but the paper on the zombie's head fell, so the zombies jumped up and began to bite, their boss was the first person to be bitten to death, and vividly staged a good show that would not die if he did not die.
"Son of a bitch!"
After learning everything, Ferguson scolded his mother angrily, and kept cursing in English because they wanted to make some treasures.
As a result, the royal government now has no face on its face, and a large number of people have died and many have been injured, the reason is that they want to collect zombies as antiques, and this pot must be pushed out Ferguson thought with a gloomy face.
In this regard, Yang Feng's reaction was to laugh it off, from the treatment of the guy named Ah Fa, Yang Feng knew that Xiangjiang might become very lively.
He guessed very accurately, and it was only a few hours before the news of chasing people and biting people on the zombie street was on TV, and throwing off the black pot was a method that politicians are good at.
After more than an hour, all the injured people in the hospital were treated, except for a few, the other injuries were not serious, and the corpse poison was removed with glutinous rice, and the corpse was quickly recovered.
The more serious treatment is a lot more troublesome, but fortunately, all this can be done without Yang Feng worrying too much.
He also has other missions to help the police catch the zombies, preferably by eliminating them. The scene was blocked, and any idle people waited to approach Yang Feng at will, stopped the car and walked in, and Ferguson led people to follow Yang Feng to give him the green light all the way.
"It's not too heavy for the corpse to dissipate, I'm glad it didn't rain last night, otherwise it would be useless for you to look for me. β
After checking the scene and then taking a look at the warehouse where the transaction was conducted, the boxes containing the zombies before were still there, and the scene was not damaged, but the corpses were removed and burned.
"Everything is burned, it's useless, now go find zombies. β
Picking up the rune paper that had just been stepped on on the ground and looking at the discarded rune paper, Yang Feng took the lead and walked out of the warehouse and returned to the scene where the zombies were powerful last night.
Enter the woods on the side and follow the traces left by the zombies.
Maybe it's because Xiangjiang is too popular, and the corpse qi dissipates quickly, if it weren't for Yang Feng Nengsi's eyes to observe, it would really not be easy to find these zombies.
Soon the group chased Yang Feng to the place where Yang Feng didn't want to go, the sewer smelled the stench, and watching the black water flow out, Yang Feng was a little disgusted, let alone burrowing into it to find zombies.
The zombies did not dare to come out during the day, they must have hid in the sewers.
Just entering through the flowing water mouth, Yang Feng really admired that these zombies were too violent, and in order not to get into the sun, even the sewer would be drilled casually.
We're not going to go in and find it, are we?
A group of people watched Yang Feng staring at the sewer pipe, and his scalp exploded directly, and even people who were not very strong in willpower had already begun to retch, wanting to vomit.
"The zombie ran in, where is the nearest manhole cover?"
It turns out that the money is not so easy to get, even if you know that the zombie ran into the sewer, you can only go in and find it, Yang Feng has a purification charm on his body, and the others are sad, and they regret why they didn't bring a gas mask to catch the zombie.