I had already made up my mind to go back, but now that I was close to the square where the food was distributed, I could already see the crowds of people waiting to receive it. I have noticed that some changes have taken place in these plague people, although they used to look like a group of walking corpses, but in fact they were firm in their hearts, but now they seem to be much more active, but their hearts are full of impetuousness, and I even think that impetuousness is evil.

I was a little surprised that they had changed too quickly, the Great Wall that staggered into the wilderness in the night had not disappeared in my memory, but they had died of their own.

The food truck was parked on the edge of the square, and it was in tatters not unlike the last time I had seen it, and there were a few plague people unloading around the car, carrying bags of rice and noodles onto the square.

Because of my work, I am familiar with the structure of this kind of truck, there are many places to hide people in this kind of car, under the car, in the toolbox, and even in the spare fuel tank, which are good places to hide, I stand at a distance, pretending to be an idle plague man, and carefully observe the truck.

The toolbox of this car is locked, the compartment may have been modified, the chassis is unobstructed, and the Tibetans are not very suitable, as for the fuel tank, although it can hide people, but the ghost can't get into it without modification.

There are two options left, one is to sneak into the cab quietly, and when the driver comes, coerce him to go back to the city, maybe coercion is not appropriate, after all, I am also the leader of the city, and he can still listen to me when he shows his identity?

Another option is to hide in the cargo box, but the environment inside is almost the same, the structure is also clear at a glance, and there is no hiding anyone at all.

It's still a long time before the car goes back to the city, and I can observe it for a while. There was no one in the van, and the driver didn't know where to go. The goods on the car were quickly unloaded, and several unloading epidemic people also walked away to collect the goods, and no one paid attention to the car anymore.

I swayed to the back of the crowd of pickers, and after a while I swayed to the side of the van pretending not to care, leaning against the door and reaching for the handle. The door opened, I looked around and no one was paying attention to me, so I quickly got into the car.

Like all big trucks, the back of the car was arranged like a bed, and I crouched on the floor, looked out the window, and finally decided to lie on the ground.

There was an inexplicable strange smell in the cab, not the usual sour smell, but a rancid smell of protein, I instantly thought of the smell of corpses, and for a moment I felt creepy, but soon I found out that it was actually a car that transported all kinds of food all day, and it was normal for the car to smell a little rancid, so I settled down. The car was much warmer than outside, I was choked by the cold just now, and I didn't care about the dirty, so I tore off a military coat behind me and wrapped it up, and after a while, I fell asleep in a daze.

The sound of the car door slamming shut woke me up from my sleep, and I smelled the warm smell of the car, and thought it was better not to alarm the driver until he left the chassis of the epidemic.

I couldn't fall asleep anymore, and I lay back in the seat, the driver was scolding and wiping something with one hand, and the smell in the cab seemed to be getting stronger. Suddenly, there was a sound of tearing gauze from the front, and after a while, a plastic bag was thrown from the front to the back, bouncing and falling next to me. I looked up and saw that there were already three bags in that place, and this one was exactly four.

At this time, there was a sound of ignition in front, the driver cursed the weather, hung up the gear with difficulty, and the car started slowly, trembling away.

I took advantage of the noise of the diesel engine to reach out and pull it open, and inside was a mass of pus and blood gauze from which the stench of rotting flesh emanated.

What is this? This driver was injured? Seeing that the injury was quite serious, I thought to myself, with so much pus and blood, this person must not be rotten? How did these people in the city do it, what should I do if I get such a person to work, and what if there is danger?

This is a matter of consciousness, everyone in this changed city will probably immediately react that this driver is an epidemic person, and I can only think that this person is a wounded person.

Just as I was about to speak out for him to take a break, the man's phone rang suddenly. I'm a little strange, at this time the phone is a very luxurious thing, even if you have money, you can't get it, this driver's origin is a little unusual, I'd better listen to it first. With that in mind, I sat down again, and the voice of the driver answering the phone came from the front.

"Okay, good, the situation is good, the closure has been done!" The driver said.

Tightened? I subconsciously shrank my head and took out the pistol, only to realize that this driver might be an epidemic person.

"Their reaction was the same as we expected, no one doubted, now just wait for the opportunity!"

"By the way, Feng Yan said that Si'an went to him, and then ran away, and they are now searching for him! …… Yes, yes, I know, I won't let him go back alive, and keep blocking the news until the opportunity comes! ”

Blocking messages? I'm a little strange, what message is blocked? They don't need to block this kind of thing to avenge Chang Cheng, what they want to block can only be Chang Cheng's murder, so from this point of view, the person who instructed the epidemic people on what to do must be the murderer of Chang Cheng. When I thought of this, my heart stirred, and I wanted to jump out and grab this driver and ask about the whereabouts of that person.

But the driver's voice kept coming from the front, and I couldn't help but listen to it.

"Yes, it's still preparing, so it shouldn't be a big problem...... Er Li didn't go this way, yes, they didn't find out, they only knew that Si'an drove Er Li's car over............ Yes, yes, and Vice Mayor Li Shan also came...... Yes, as you think, Feng Yan pretended not to know him...... Now because he came with Si'an, he was locked up alone. ”

I heard it clearly in the back, this driver must be a person in contact with the city and outside the city, and the one outside the city must be closed, as for the inside of the city, I thought of the epidemic organization that Li Shan said.

Could it be that the plague organization did all this? I wanted to hear if he would reveal anything, but the driver hung up the phone after saying yes twice.

I looked at the window and knew it was close to the city, so I slowly crouched up against the saddle and put the gun to the back of the driver's head.

This driver is not an ordinary person, he didn't feel frightened at all, his hands were still calmly on the steering wheel, and he asked calmly, "Si'an assistant?" ”

I laughed, "You're very smart, I'll take the muzzle of the gun a little back now, after all, you're not comfortable with you all the time, I'm also very tired, it's not good to go off." But don't think I can't kill you. ”

"Okay, don't worry!" The driver didn't even change his speed, and glanced back in the rearview mirror. "You are indeed bold and wise, and they are right!"

I knew he could guess from my outfit how I was confused, and he didn't care, "Who are they?" ”

"A bunch of plague people, you don't have to know too much!" The driver shook his head.

"Who killed Chang Cheng?" I asked.

"Of course we are, you don't think it's you, do you?" The man replied very neatly, and did not seem to hide anything from me.

"Who is Feng Yan?"

"Plague man! Chang Cheng's apprentice! The plague man smiled and glanced at me in the rearview mirror again.

"Don't play tricks on me, you know what I'm asking!" I made a little noise with my pistol.

"Don't be nervous! Feng Yan is not our man, he knows less than you! The man's smile never stopped, and there was not the slightest nervousness in his words.

"Who are you?"

"We? You'll know when you go! ”

"You did the work in the city, too? Did your people attack me last night? I insisted.

"Yes, there's no need to hide this from you, you must have guessed it!" The man's laughter made me feel a little upset.

"What is your purpose?"

"Can't you guess? I have to say that you and Er Li handled this matter very beautifully, and we also saw your strength from this matter, we don't want to be hostile to you, that is, if you don't get into my car, we will also come to you! "It's rare for this man to say such a thing.

"Looking for me? I'm looking for you now! I sneered.

"All the same, we'll meet them when we're in town, and maybe you'll know what you want to know."

"You're interesting!" I laughed so angrily, "Now I'm pointing a gun at you, and you're going to catch me like you?" ”

The driver laughed too, pulled over and turned his face to look at me.

"Assistant Si'an, what you think is different from what I think, maybe you're not very interested, but I think I should tell you what's going on!"

I stared at his pale, somewhat unspoken face, and felt a chill somehow, "Say it." ”

"That's right, we have complete information about last night's incident, you were injured a little, you shouldn't be there yet, right?"

I subconsciously looked at the place where I was wounded by the gunshot, and the driver also looked at the blood stains on my skin and smiled: "Of course it won't be good!" None of us are monsters, so there's a problem, you wore my coat before your wounds healed, do you need to talk about the rest of the matter? ”

"I think you'd better tell us about it!" I really didn't understand, and said coldly.

The man pointed to the bandage on his shoulder, and put his finger in it, bringing out a thick pus and blood, "Look at it, how strange it is, it makes us weak and makes us strong, they are like lonely people, when they see their former friends, they rush to them and turn them into their own ......"

"What about poetry?" I interrupted him impatiently.

The man laughed, and stretched out his long tongue to put the pus and blood on his finger into his mouth, "I'm talking about you!" ”