ACT 92: Roundabout Thrills
ACT92: Roundabout Horror
Lightning and thunder roared over the roundabout, and the bar was cloudy and quiet.
The words of the graduate student still echoed in my ears, reflecting the bleak wind and cold rain, adding a bit of gloom, and the virus called panic was rapidly growing and spreading silently. No one answered his words, and the open-air balcony seemed to be drained of air, and despite the wind and rain, he still felt suffocated.
"Do you know what I mean?" The graduate student's hands trembled a little, and he shuddered and pulled a cigarette out of his cigarette case.
"No, I don't understand." The conversation was provoked by Lin Daochang, and everyone was speechless, so Lao Lin had to continue on stubbornly, because he really didn't know very well.
The graduate student nodded, glanced at Lao Lin gratefully, obviously he needed someone to help him share this information, settled down, and said: "There is no air conditioning in the hospital morgue, it has been raining heavily these days, what Brother Ming means is to put the body there first, and then take it to the Ci'en Cemetery for burial when the rain stops." The corpse was sent by me and Song Jiu, and Song Jiu happened to be present that day, and Song Jiu felt that the refrigerator was too stuffy, and he was afraid of accelerating the decay, so he left the body on the morgue. ā
"Getting to the point." Ming Junwei lightly interrupted the graduate student's chatter, he understood that the graduate student wanted to give everyone a buffer time, but he had already guessed a few points, and he couldn't bear to listen to him continue to lay the groundwork.
The graduate student was stunned, frowned, took a few puffs of cigarette, and said in a trembling voice: "Lao Hu's body has no traces of being bitten, and there is a knife wound on the head, which is a penetrating wound. ā
"So?" Lin Daochang didn't know why, when it came to this, he still didn't understand what the graduate student wanted to express.
The graduate student sighed and patiently explained, "Only killing the walking corpse will leave a penetrating wound on the head, understand?" I mean, Lao Hu, who died because of pulmonary edema, I don't know why, the corpse has changed! ā
"......" Lin Daochang was stunned, opened his mouth, and did not say anything for a long time.
Although the people around him had already guessed what the graduate student meant, he couldn't help but gasp when he said it himself.
Lucy frowned, trying to find another reason, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be no other explanation, after all, the walking corpse only tore and devoured, and did not carry food and move like animals in nature.
"So......" Ming Junwei's one eye narrowed into a slit, his fingertips tapped on the damp tabletop, and said lightly: "It's not the walking corpses in the city that slipped in, it was Lao Hu who caused this chaos?" ā
The graduate student spread his hands and said weakly: "There may be two other people." ā
"Why?" Ming Junwei skipped the groundless speculation and asked directly: "Have you checked the body, could it be that it was bitten a few days ago?" ā
"I looked, and there was only one wound on the head on the top and bottom of my body." The graduate student's smile was full of helplessness, and he pouted: "Unless he is crazy and injects himself with corpse fluid?" ā
Ming Junwei took a deep breath, got up and said, "Let's get something to eat first, and then search the roundabout later, and be sure to find the bodies of the other two people." ā
"And then?" The graduate student raised his eyelids, guessed Ming Junwei's thoughts, and sighed: "Doctor Yu is dead, even if he finds it, he can't check the reason." ā
"Check? No need to check. Ming Junwei shook his head lightly and said, "Whether they are corpses after natural death, or if there are other reasons, it makes no sense, you can't kill a living person to see the result, right?" ā
"But what if it's not a disease that causes death?" The graduate student once again threw out a bold conjecture: "At first, I thought that acid rain caused the disease and caused the death, but now it seems that it is a precursor to the corpse transformation?" ā
"You're saying that all sick people die and become walking corpses?" Cook Niangjia's face was a little ugly, pointed downstairs, and said, "Jiujiu They brought back two people who were admitted to the hospital before, and they are still downstairs." ā
Ming Junwei waved his hand, stopped everyone's discussion, and said, "Don't scare yourself, go down and take a look, don't tell everyone about this matter first." ā
The group nodded silently, Yuguan left the balcony with ventilation on all sides, Liu Yan didn't move, still sitting under the parasol, looking at the waterfall rain curtain and falling into contemplation, the words of graduate students and Ming Junwei have been lingering in their ears, as if they thought of something, but they couldn't grasp the essentials, the plastic round table at hand was wet by the rain, and the water splashed everywhere, wetting the scattered cigarettes. Liu Yan shook his head in distress, picked up the cigarette and prepared to go downstairs, for a moment, he seemed to have found something, so he turned back to the table, dipped his fingers in some water stains, twisted them, and the fingertips were still wet, and there was nothing unusual.
Liu Yan twisted a pair of sword eyebrows, the vague conjecture in his mind became a little clearer, he rolled his eyes, and a thought came to his heart.
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There is a small office diagonally opposite the bar bathroom, Ming Junwei and others first arrived at the bar in the cold winter, Lu Qian fell into a deep sleep, in order to avoid accidents, Ming Junwei and several people added a small bed to the small office, placed Lu Qian alone, fed her some liquid food every day, and locked the door at night, leaving her alone inside. Later, when spring returned to the earth, the walking corpse was revived, and Lucy also miraculously woke up, and the camp around the island at that time had begun to take shape, and Lucy no longer had to sleep alone, so the small office was vacant.
Today, someone else is staying here, but unfortunately, she doesn't plan to stay long.
Xu Aifei was lying flat on the small bed, her face was pale, sweating profusely, her eyes were still open, her beautiful eyes were full of moisture, her mouth was dry, and her breath was like a gossamer.
Song Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the miserable pretty face in front of him, and there was an indescribable feeling surging in his heart, which was uncomfortable and inexpressible; The acne girl on the other side kept crying, at first the two sisters hugged their heads and cried, and then Xu Aifei comforted her weakly, and people who didn't know came in to take a look, probably thinking that it was her who was bitten, not this girl with a pale face.
The person who accompanied the bed changed several times, Song Jiu was on the side the whole time, he actually couldn't stand this kind of farewell scene, in the past, people died like lights out, everyone had a spectrum in their hearts, and the sadness was buried in their hearts, and they would not make time to cry at all. However, the situation is different now, not to mention that there is nowhere to go around the island at the moment, just the fact that Xu Aifei is holding his hand tightly, he can't be ruthless to move her fingers away.
The acne girl was tired of crying, the two sisters said what they should have said, the room was quiet for a while, the acne girl took the initiative to stand up and left the room, and before closing the door, she said four words to Song Jiu very solemnly: "You accompany her." ā
Song Jiu didn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse, and the room was silent again, and only two heavy breaths could be heard.
"Do your hands still hurt?" Xu Aifei tilted her head, and her eyes fell on Song Jiu's hand that was still holding gauze.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Song Jiu bent the corners of his mouth and replied.
"You've saved me three times, and I haven't even said thank you." Xu Aifei's voice was very soft, coughed a few times, and some reddish saliva splashed from the corners of her mouth.
Song Jiu sighed silently in his heart, this is a sign that the deadline is approaching, he has seen it many times over the years, but none of them are as weak as now. Song Jiu was distracted, didn't answer her words, and thought in his mind, if he had gone to the hospital earlier, or hadn't left the hospital, maybe this girl wouldn't have been attacked by walking corpses, right?
"I was thinking, you're going to come and save me." Xu Aifei said to herself, her eyes gradually drifting a little: "You are really here." ā
"I'm late." Song Jiu said softly.
"It's not too late." Xu Aifei reluctantly smiled and said intermittently: "Actually... I have a lot to say, a lot to say to you... It's just that it hasn't... Opportunity. ā
"You say, I'm here."
Xu Aifei shook her head weakly and said, "Not enough, not enough time." ā
The atmosphere in the room was sad and dreary, and Song Jiu suddenly wished that Acne Girl or Chef Canon would be here, and he felt that Xu Aifei should still have a lot to say to them, instead of saying some heart-wrenching sentences in front of himself.
"Too fast...... IāI don't even have time to get close to you. Xu Aifei's breathing became rapid, and there seemed to be saliva in her mouth, and her voice was a little slurred.
Song Jiu hurriedly helped her up, the girl held his hand tightly and refused to let go, dark red blood flowed out of her mouth, and her chest was red along her white neck.
"Song... Song wine..."
"I'm here."
The moisture in Xu Aifei's beautiful eyes finally dissipated, and the two lines of clear tears flowed silently, fusing with the blood on the side of her mouth, as if she had used all her strength, and choked up: "Can... Can you kiss me? ā
Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, nodded, and slowly got up and leaned over.
Xu Aifei smiled, her gentle gaze fixed on this face that seemed to be very unfamiliar, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and her smile froze and withered.
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Early the next morning, in the hospital lobby.
All the corpses had been gathered, including the stumps that were already difficult to assemble into human shapes, and they were all carried up in the canvas. The graduate student's eyes were bloodshot, he didn't sleep all night, and led the militia to find all the corpses scattered around the island, and the final number was only seven or eight different from the list of camp personnel, which should be in the canvas. Last night, the graduate student went to the morgue first, and as guessed, the three bodies were missing, and the other two found in KTV were also fatal head wounds, and their minions were covered with blood, and apparently many people died at their hands.
"Seal the hospital down." Ming Junwei pinched off the cigarette butt and sighed.
"Okay." The graduate student responded, thought for a while, and asked, "How is Xiao Wei?" ā
"I still have a fever, and the situation is not optimistic." Ming Junwei shook his head and stopped talking.
Song Yao pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Why don't you give it a try?" My brother's subordinate didn't seem to be able to do it anymore, but then he managed to make it here. ā
"I'm not sure it will work." Luo Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Yao's words, and said, "It was a flesh injury before, not a disease. ā
"There's no better way." Ming Junwei rubbed his temples, his one eye was also red, and he muttered, "There will never be a doctor falling from the sky." ā
"Not necessarily......" Yinuo, who was standing at the door, suddenly muttered in a daze, and when she saw everyone's eyes looking at her, she waved with a strange expression, pointing to the side of the roundabout sealing the door.
Ming Junwei and the others looked at each other, hurriedly ran to the door, looked through the rain curtain, and then changed their expressions, their faces were full of incredulity.
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