"Makes sense." Qian Mu nodded and said, "Senior Brother Ning, what do you see?"

Ning Ziyong was a little uncomfortable, his eyes drifted away, and he said, "Ask me for such a trivial matter? If you think of it, you will do it, how can you do it with such grinding and chirping?"

Fang Fang smiled.

She knows that Ning Ziyong is a person who is not forgiving, but in fact, he is still very good.

The three of them opened the fire door on the sixth floor, and when they saw that there was no one in the corridor, they went in lightly, and did not forget to bolt the door.

They went from room to room to room to see if there was any noise.

When he heard 602, Ning Ziyong glanced at the two of them, opened his mouth and said silently, "There are survivors inside!"

Their eyes lit up.

Zombies move mechanically, and the sounds they make are completely different from normal people.

In this room, there are the footsteps of living people!

Qian Mu pointed his finger on the keyhole, then let out a trace of aura, burrowed into the lock, and pulled the mechanism inside.

Click.

The door lock is unlocked.

The people inside paused, and the three pushed open the door, and saw a young man rushing up with a golf club.

Qian Mu kicked him unceremoniously to the sofa, and then closed the door with his backhand.

"You ......," the young man clutched his golf club, looking at them warily and in horror, "you're not zombies, who are you?" What do you want to do?"

"Shut up!" Ning Ziyong let out a low cry and looked out from the cat's eye, "Do you want to lure those zombies over?"

The young man swallowed his spit and said, "There is money in the cupboard, if you want it, take it." There's food in the fridge too, but I don't like hoarding food, there's not much left."

Qian Mu was speechless and said, "You think we are here to rob?"

The young man said, "Isn't it written like this in the last days? The most terrible thing in the last days is not the zombies, but the people."

"That's right." Qian Mu said, "But now is not the end of the world."

The young man's eyes lit up: "Really? But there are so many zombies out there......

"Only this neighborhood has broken out with zombies." Qian Mu said, "It's safe outside."

A flash of panic flashed in the young man's eyes, and then he was overjoyed and stood up: "Great! So what are we doing here? Get out of here!"

"Wait." Fang Fang said, "We have something to ask you."

The young man suddenly became nervous: "What, what are you talking about?"

"Did you hold any activities in the community this afternoon?" She asked, "Did any food be distributed?"

"Food?" The young man thought about it carefully and said, "Yes, the weather is hot these days, and the property gives out free cool drinks at the door, even at the door of the garage, saying that it is to clear heat and detoxify."

The three of them glanced at each other, and it seemed that it was the problem of this cool drink.

"You didn't drink?" Ning Ziyong asked.

The young man said, "I don't like to drink that thing, but I see a lot of people queuing up to get it, after all, you don't want money, you don't drink it for nothing."

Fang Fang seemed to think of something and asked, "Do you have a group of owners?" Did anyone take a picture of the refreshing drinks when they were being distributed?" new

"Yes." The young man took out his phone and flipped out the photo to show them.

"Do you know all these people?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't even know the neighbor who lives across the street. I guess the staff at the property."

Several people looked closely at the photos and did not see anything wrong.

"Leave that alone." The young man hurriedly said, "Let's find a way to escape, there are zombies wandering upstairs and downstairs, if they look for taste, we can't stop this door." I saw them tear down the door of a house upstairs, and they ripped it down."

He seemed to remember something terrible and shivered.

Ning Ziyong glanced at him coldly, and said, "It's okay to go, you have to explain it first, who are you?"

Everyone was stunned.

The young man's eyes widened even more, "What are you talking about? My name is Zheng Zihan, and I am the owner of this house, didn't you see it in the group just now?"

Ning Ziyong's eyes were cold, he glanced at the golf club in his hand, and said, "This is TaylorMade golf clubs, a set of hundreds of thousands, with the family situation of this family, although they are rich, they are not rich to that extent. If you want to buy this set, you have to save money to afford it, and looking at the clubs left in the bag, you can see that the owner cherishes it very much, maintains it regularly, and will never use it to beat people casually."

The young man glanced at the club in surprise, it was so expensive!

"Who the hell are you?" Ning Ziyong asked again.

The young man was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I have a showdown, I am indeed not the owner of this house, I live upstairs, I have a good relationship with Zheng Zihan, and I often come to his house to drink."

"Recently, something happened to my family and I needed money, so I wanted to come to his house to steal something, anyway, he has money and doesn't come back often, even if something is missing at home, he won't care."