Chapter 7: The Undead
Yang Ke's heart was beating wildly, and he felt that he was being targeted by another monster again.
Damn, isn't that because he's not been stimulated tonight enough?
It's still coming out of this.
We've met a few times, big brother, it's not good for you to be like this.
Yang Ke shouted frantically in his heart, but he didn't say anything ugly.
"Let's go to the police station first, and then we'll talk about the rest of it."
Zhang Tongtong didn't say anything, just nodded obediently.
Yang Ke tried to break free of his grip, but found that Zhang Tongtong's strength was a bit amazing, and he couldn't do too much, so he had to give up and let him hold it first.
The child's adoption procedure itself is very troublesome, even if Zhang Tongtong is willing, the police station will not agree.
Well, don't say yes!
The young policewoman turned the car around, and Yang Ke could only sit in the back seat with the child because she was held by Zhang Tongtong.
After closing the car door, the young policewoman silently read the gear and the position of the accelerator and brake twice, and then slowly drove out, she saw from the rearview mirror that Zhang Tongtong was always holding Yang Ke's hand, so she asked casually: "You and this child seem to be very familiar, you have known each other for a long time?" ”
Yang Ke tried his best to keep his voice calm and said: "I am Zhang Youcheng's editor in charge, and I have seen him a few times when I came to his house before. ”
It means that I don't know him well, big sister!
Don't be blind!
"Yes, then your popularity is quite good, I've seen it a few times, and the child is so sticky to you."
Hehe, I can give you all this popularity.
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself to you yet, my name is Ming Jiayi, tomorrow's Ming, the best work, the memory of memories."
"My name is Yang Ke, his name is Zhang Zikun, you can also call him Zhang Tongtong."
"Zhang Tongtong, it's true that the nickname is cuter. Tong Tong, you must be freaking out today, right? ”
Ming Jiayi was a little worried about Zhang Tongtong's mental state.
After all, what happened today is difficult for even adults to digest, let alone a child.
Having witnessed the tragic situation of his parents at a young age, it is difficult for Ming Jiayi to imagine his mood at the moment.
Zhang Tongtong shook his head and said, "With an uncle here, Tongtong is not afraid." ”
Yang Ke wanted to complain directly, but with you, I'm afraid.
He can see that this kid has eaten himself.
It is estimated that he also knows that he will be an orphan after his parents die, and it is better to find an acquaintance to start than to be adopted by someone who does not know in the future.
But the key is that Yang Ke is now even having a problem supporting himself, and raising another child will cost a lot of money.
No, it's not just about money.
Yang Ke now seriously suspects that Zhang Tongtong has been assimilated by Zhang Youcheng, otherwise why wasn't he killed?
Leaving a potential murderer by your side feels very dangerous to think about.
Ming Jiayi said in a coaxing tone: "Yes, Tong Tong is so brave." ”
It seems that there is really nothing wrong with the child's emotions, perhaps because he is too young to really understand the situation today.
The police car drove out of the community and suddenly accelerated when it turned a corner, and Ming Jiayi hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I stepped on the wrong one." ”
Yang Ke is now thinking about how to get rid of this little ancestor, and he is in no mood to care about Ming Jiayi's driving skills.
For the next part of the road, because no one spoke, the atmosphere in the car was silent and a little awkward.
Ming Jiayi's mind always flashed back to the key scenes of what had just happened, and even began to affect her concentration.
She was worried that car accidents would happen if she continued like this, so she took the initiative to provoke the topic and said: "Yang Ke, you should have read a lot of books as editors." ”
Yang Ke nodded a little perfunctorily and said, "Yes." ”
"You work at the Uncanny Valley Novel Company, and when we investigated Zhang Youcheng, we found out that he was a great god author in the Uncanny Valley, and I was still chasing his novels. The horror novels he wrote were so amazing that I didn't dare to go home alone every time I read them. But it's a pity, his new book will never be finished, I originally wanted to fatten up and read it again, but I didn't expect to die. ”
Ming Jiayi deliberately used a pun, thinking that she could make Yang Ke smile.
As a result, she didn't expect that after she finished speaking, the other party just sighed, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became even more embarrassing.
Having said that, Ming Jiayi had been concerned about the children's emotions just now, but ignored the feelings of Yang Ke, the victim.
Yang Ke originally just went to Zhang Youcheng's house to urge the draft, but he didn't expect that the other party was a murderer, and then he became a monster.
For an ordinary person, it must be very uncomfortable to suddenly experience such a thing.
"Yang Ke, after making the transcript in a while, let's go to the psychology room, I can take you there directly, it's very convenient."
"Thank you then."
There is no need to refuse Ming Jiayi's kindness.
And Yang Ke really felt that he should do a psychological counseling, otherwise if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would go crazy sooner or later.
After saying nothing all the way, when he arrived at the police station, when Ming Jiayi parked, he almost hit the wall.
Ming Jiayi took Yang Ke and Zhang Tongtong into the police station, and just as they sat down, her mobile phone suddenly rang.
She took out her mobile phone, and her expression was a little happy when she saw the caller ID, and she hurriedly said to Yang Ke: "You guys wait here for a while, and I'll answer the phone." ”
With that, she trotted out.
So happy, I guess it was the subject's phone call.
Yang Ke guessed in his heart, and then saw Zhang Tongtong's calm and abnormal face, and couldn't help asking, "Why do you have to let me raise you?" ”
Zhang Tongtong said seriously: "Uncle, I can protect you." ”
"Protect me? You're so small, how can you protect me? I'm pretty much the same as protecting you. ”
Yang Ke felt a little funny, he was also an adult, how could he be weak enough to need a child's protection.
Zhang Tongtong looked outside the police station, looked around again, and then whispered to Yang Ke very mysteriously: "Uncle, let me tell you a secret, I can't actually die." ”
"Oh, I'll tell you a secret, I'm actually an ancient evil god. Don't tease children, no one can't die, what happened to the last person who said this kind of thing, you have already seen it. ”
Yang Ke didn't believe Zhang Tongtong's words at all.
In fact, because he preconceived Zhang Tongtong as Zhang Youcheng's accomplice, basically Yang Ke would choose not to believe his words.
"What I said is true, my father threw me off the roof of the building and threw me into the oil pot, but every time I died, he would come back to life, so he would give up completely and stop caring about me."
Yang Ke looked at Zhang Tongtong in a daze, looking at his serious eyes without any impurities, and suddenly had an urge to believe him.
But if what he said was true, then his experience was too miserable.
So Yang Ke would rather he tell a lie.
"Uncle, if you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."
"Proof? How to prove it? ”
Zhang Tongtong took out a fruit knife in his hand at some point, aimed it at his chest, and stabbed it decisively.