Let them keep a glimmer of hope.

"It's not known how much poison they've been in, so there's no telling when they'll wake up." Fang Fang deserved to be intellectually strengthened, and quickly adjusted her mood and reassured everyone, "So we have to find out who poisoned them. Only by knowing how much medicine the other person has taken can we determine the exact time when they woke up."

She told everyone about the cool drink, and after thinking about it, no one in the room had ever drunk it.

The 50-year-old aunt immediately burst into tears: "The property owner told me that the refreshing drink contains precious medicinal herbs that can prevent and treat diseases, and each person only has one cup, and there is no more. I was reluctant to drink it, so I gave it all to my grandson. I hurt him!"

The young girl next to her hurriedly whispered comfort.

Fang Fang said, "Everyone, please think about it carefully, when you were distributing cool drinks, did you see any fresh faces? Or something strange has happened, as small as it gets."

Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the aunt.

The aunt had been in line for a long time at the place where the cool drinks were distributed, and she knew the most things.

The aunt wiped her tears and said nervously, "It seems that nothing strange has happened...... I once heard from the property owner that the precious Chinese herbal medicine added to the cool drink was donated by a property owner in the community."

A middle-aged uncle also seemed to think of something, and said, "When I drove back, there were also people at the door of the garage handing out cool drinks, and I was quite strange, although the property would also distribute mung bean soup or something before, but it had never been distributed in the garage. Now that I think about it, they don't want to let it go!"

Everyone was indignant and angrily scolded the property for not being a person.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the worry in each other's eyes.

Could it be that the people of the property are all being manipulated by the poisoners?

And the headmaster, they ...... Will it be dangerous?

After Wen Junzhi and Bai Zhou left the basketball court, they avoided the zombies and quietly approached the property hall.

There is a special monitoring room in the property hall, which contains all the surveillance videos of the whole community.

The glass door of the property hall was locked, and there were several zombies wandering outside, and the two came to the back door again, but they didn't expect there to be more zombies here.

"Get in through the ventilation duct." Wen Junzhi looked around, and finally opened the shutter at the mouth of the pipe and got in.

Fortunately, the ventilation duct was made large enough for one person to crawl through, and the two had just climbed a few steps when they suddenly smelled a smell of blood, followed by a rapid crawling sound from the depths of the pipe.

The two of them were startled, raised their heads, and saw a three-way opening in front of them, and a zombie quickly came out of the fork.

It turned out to be a young boy of six or seven years old, his eyes were white, his mouth was still bloody, I don't know who he bited, and when he saw the two of them, it was like seeing the most delicious food, and he rushed towards them like crazy.

Wen Junzhi grabbed his neck, and he didn't even dare to use his strength hard, lest he break his neck.

The child's mouth was desperately biting, like a mad beast.

Wen Junzhi saw his arm, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Throw him into the fork." Bai Zhou shouted.

Wen Junzhi pushed him into the fork in the road, and Bai Zhou took out a sundry item from his sleeve and stuffed it at the entrance of the cave, blocking the child.

The two quickly climbed forward for dozens of meters, opened the shutters below, and jumped into the hall, not forgetting to nail the shutters with their backhands.

As soon as he jumped down, two men in property uniforms pounced, followed by a security guard.

Wen Junzhi held them down one by one, and stepped on one under his feet, Bai Zhou groped in his sleeve for a while, and found a rope: "Tie them up with this!"

It wasn't an ordinary rope, but a supernatural object that some psychopathic murderer used to bind up many victims, stained with the blood and resentment of the dead.

Wen Junzhi tied the three zombies back to back, they were still restless, they were still struggling, staring at Bai Zhou and the others, making biting movements, but no matter how they tossed, they couldn't escape.

The two didn't pay any attention to them, but ran to the monitoring room, the door of which was locked, and it seemed that they had pinned the door from the inside.

"Principal Xiong. Open the door, it's us!" Bai Zhou said in a low voice.

There was a sound of latches coming from the door, and the door opened, and sure enough, it was Principal Xiong.

"Come in." He looked around warily, locked the door again, and did not forget to bolt it with a broom.

"Principal Xiong, what's going on here?" Bai Zhou asked.

Principal Xiong looked at the monitoring screen in front of him, and the entire wall was full of small screens.

"There is no surveillance video installed in the hallway." Principal Xiong pointed to one of the surveillance screens and said, "Ning Ziyong, they have entered Building 7. Yuan Xiu and Li Biyao entered Building 10, where there was a canteen. I haven't found Yan Xuehua yet, this little girl knows how to hide herself."