Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

In order not to continue to affect other people, the corpse was quickly sent to the morgue, and all the family members of the deceased followed. There was no crying and the surrounding was much quieter.

The person who was asleep had already been awakened by the noise, and he lost half of his sleepiness.

The corridors in the early hours of the morning are full of energy that everyone rarely finds.

Suddenly someone was killed in the toilet, so quietly, so many people in the corridor outside, only one doctor who went to the toilet heard the movement and discovered that this made many people very frightened.

No one dare to enter the toilet anymore.

Those who were really upset went straight to other floors.

Some people who came earlier have already taken the medicine two or three times, which would be almost good. In fact, this time of restlessness, so many people crowded into the hospital crazily, it was our reflex response like frightened rabbits.

Everyone regards all infectious diseases or large-scale outbreaks as wolves and beasts, and has no thoughts of rational judgment.

Even our family was frightened because of the diarrhea of ​​several children.

In fact, so many adults are relatively resistant, and they only need to take the medicine a few times on time, and the diarrhea is easy to heal.

The main thing is to pay attention to daily food and water hygiene after returning.

The most important thing the doctor emphasized is that the dishes and chopsticks must be washed with boiled water, and that the water must be boiled when eating and drinking.

No matter what kind of bacteria, it is impossible to survive under high temperature.

The fifty or so people who entered the toilet were questioned one by one, but they didn’t have the slightest clue. Team C was originally not a full-time person to solve the case. Seeing that there was no result, I didn’t want to continue wasting time on this matter. Prepare to call the patrol team in charge of the hospital to hand over these things to them. After all, the most people in Team C see dead people. This kind of thing is as normal to them as seeing a wild flower on the side of the road.

While waiting for the patrol team to come over, Chen Ming swayed into the toilet again. He walked into the dead man's compartment again, and even closed the door from inside.

I felt panicked when I looked outside, with goose bumps on my arms.

A minute later, Chen Ming walked out of it. He seemed to be holding something in his hand. After scanning the corridor, he walked straight to a woman who was sitting on the ground with her knees hugging.

He squatted in front of the woman, pursed his lower lip and said, "Look up."

The woman looked extremely thin, her face buried in her knees, as if she hadn't heard Chen Ming's words.

A member of Team C was not far from me, and when he saw this, he asked the person next to him: "Who did this person look up just now?"

"No one checked."

"Why?"

"They all say they are dumb... and looking at such a thin woman, it's probably impossible, so I didn't ask."

After listening to their conversation, I, who was still confused, instantly became clearer. When everyone is very normal, her existence is obviously not so normal, so there is a high probability that this person is wrong.

"Raise your head." Chen Ming continued.

The woman was still motionless, and the guy from team C next to him frowned and said, "Are you deaf?"

Chen Ming squatted in front of her with a calm face, showing a look that he was about to consume her slowly.

Only five minutes later, the woman finally moved and raised her head.

When I saw that woman's face... how do I say...

Two words floated across my mind in an instant, unknown.

There is a kind of person, not superstition or other sayings, his face always makes people look uncomfortable at first glance, it is not ugly, maybe not ugly at all, the facial features are also decent, but that face always makes people feel uncomfortable at first glance. People look at something wrong, faintly revealing a breath, this woman's face is neither beautiful nor ugly, but the moment I see her, it makes me feel that this woman is definitely unhappy because it is long. Looks unlucky.

She glanced at Chen Ming twice, with an unpredictable expression: "What's the matter?"

Chen Ming still squatted, his tone of voice was calm: "You killed it."

What he said were declarative sentences, not rhetorical questions or interrogative sentences.

The people around were stunned for a few seconds, and a buzzing discussion broke out. It was obvious that everyone was suspicious of the strong man present, and no one noticed the woman in the corner who had not spoken all the time and was regarded as a dumb woman.

No one ever thought that the murderer would be a woman.

Even the members of the C team next to me were surprised: "Not dumb?!"

The woman's eyes turned around, seeming to be looking at Chen Ming's face carefully, and it took a long time before she replied that the donkey's head was not right to the horse's mouth: "You look so beautiful." After speaking, she lifted her hand slightly, which seemed to be true. I want to touch Chen Ming's face.

As soon as I twisted my heart, I saw Chen Ming move his lower body slightly, showing an unhappy attitude.

Upon seeing this, the woman put her hand back, nodded and said, "I killed it."

This sentence instantly made the surroundings more boiling.

The people who had surrounded the two of them all took a few steps back in an instant.

Chen Ming's expression was not a bit surprised, he stood up after a good gesture, turned his head and whispered a few words to the C team, and then stopped speaking, as if he was waiting for the patrol team to come over.

The woman's eyes have been closely following Chen Ming. Amidst the noise around her, she suddenly increased her volume: "How did you know?!"

Chen Ming looked at her with a calm tone: "Your lipstick rubbed his thigh."

The woman was taken aback, and then her face was instantly embarrassed, and a second of her effort added a touch of surprise and unwillingness: "That's it?"

Chen Ming pursed his lips: "En."

On the side, Chen Ming’s teammate, who hadn’t spoken before, walked out and stood beside Chen Ming and said to the woman: “It’s weird to come to the hospital and have time to put on makeup and lipstick. Also, you should be following him. Come here, right? Actually, you are not sick at all. The purpose of your coming is to find a chance to kill him? Why did you do this?"

The woman sneered when she heard the words: "The reason is important?"

It really doesn't matter anymore...

We have seen too many poor people, probably because this embarrassed society has fallen to a more embarrassed appearance, so many people have magnified their inner hatred and chose to use the **** methods that exist everywhere. Deal with the problems encountered by yourself.

People from the patrol team came quickly, and after dealing with the scene, they took the woman away.

I don’t know what will happen to the woman in the end. I just heard that a prison for criminals has been built in the wilderness to the west of the shelter. However, once entering, it is equivalent to completely establishing her social status. From then on, she can only live there most. In a **** place, the possibility of wanting to come out from there is very low, and all systems are very messy. Only this kind of heavy punishment can temporarily suppress the restless crowd.

Although this is unfair, it is at least effective for most people.

I also tried to find out the reason why the woman would kill, but to no avail.

A long time later, by chance, Chen Yang and I saw her in the shelter. She was wearing uniform prison uniforms. The strange and insensitive face after the murder that night was gone. We did it quickly with the other female prisoners beside her. In the work in hand, there was a hint of lightness and smile in his eyes.

The prison guards who detained them told me and Chen Yang that she was suffering from AIDS. Here, she is not so much detention as it is isolation. She is quietly waiting for death, but she is more optimistic than anyone here. .

When I heard that she was suffering from AIDS, I had already vaguely guessed the reason why she would be cruel, but after all, it was only an inner guess, not a belief, and I didn't want to listen to the following stories.

I can't help her, and it makes me sad to hear it.

There are too many poor people.

When coming out of there, sitting in the car, Chen Yang sighed and said to me: "There are too many pitiful people, so pitiful."

Then both of us didn't talk about the woman as if we had never been here.

Her story is like a not-so-beautiful episode that somehow disturbed our life for a short period of time, and then quietly faded out.

It has been more than a month since the flood disease which had an extremely widespread impact. During this period, to reassure my grandmother, I took her for an examination and made sure that she was healthy and healthy.

But after the examination, my grandmother's mood didn't get better, and the whole family gradually realized it.

What affects grandma is not really the viral infection, but her own psychological state. Unless she adjusts it by herself, no one else can do anything about it.

Nuo Nuo has completely fallen out of favor. Everyone shows a look like she is cold or warm to her. Although it is not bad, compared with each year, she is obviously going to be isolated more.

I took Nuonuo to sleep with Chen Ming and me. Although the family disagreed, but seeing my insistence, Chen Ming nodded and agreed and said nothing.

Nuonuo's health check was all normal, but that check was not enough to restore her status at home.

The rejection of her came from everyone's subconscious, not deliberately.

This is very difficult.

Fortunately, I have nothing to do at home every day, and I still have time to play with her. What makes me bothersome is, what should I do in the future? After the two little guys in my stomach unloaded the goods, it was impossible to have time to accompany her every day like now.

Cheng Yaojin and Li Kuang didn’t reject Nuonuo much, but they seldom come to eat with us anymore. Grandma is in a bad mood. Parents have to take care of the two children. They have to take care of me. Three meals a day are already very strenuous, so as long as they don’t have to, they will solve three meals a day by themselves.

Xu Yiwen hasn't come here for a long time, because of Xu Qiqi, although it is a pity that Xu Yiwen is such a good friend, but there is no way.

Nuonuo had already realized that the present is not what it used to be, that there are fewer and fewer words, and less and less troublesome.

She just ate when she was given food, and drink when she was given water. What would she do? When the adults didn't give orders, she just sat on the sofa or the small bench, and she was just in a daze without playing anything.

Unless Chen Ming comes back, she will be a little bit happy and act like a baby in Chen Ming's arms, but as soon as Chen Ming leaves, she will immediately calm down.

But Chen Ming spends a few hours at home after all. Sometimes she is already asleep when she comes back, and there is less time to meet.

Everything is uncomfortable, but everything is smooth and orderly.

Life is very quiet.

There is an old saying that the eve of a storm is always very quiet.

And this period of silence seems to be for the tragedy to be staged.

Early that morning, parents went to send Tian Tian to school every year, Nuo Nuo was no longer willing to go to kindergarten, and her grandmother was still resting.

I am teasing Nuo Nuo in the living room, wanting her to say a few words. It is very bad for a child to keep being so dull.

Just then, the doorbell in the living room behind him rang.

I gave Nuonuo the building blocks in her hand to let her play first, then got up and opened the door.

Because the people who came in the past were Chen Yang’s family, or Cheng Yaojin next to them, I opened the door without even thinking about it. As a result, when I saw the person standing outside the door... I was frightened. There was a sudden thud.

The mother who died of the little boy...

It's her again...

Her hair was loose and dull, and it looked like a ball, and it was not known how long she had not been combed.

Even more terrifying, her lifeless face showed a standard eight-tooth smile.

Not only did that smile fail to add a trace of goodwill to people, but it also gave her an unspeakable neurotic feeling.

Seeing me opening the door, she grinned and smiled slowly: "You...ok..."

I also showed a stiff smile, holding the doorknob tightly with my hand, and did not intend to open the door: "Hello...Are there any problems?"

After hearing what I said, her eight-tooth smile suddenly closed, and her face became fierce within a second. She stared at me with wide-eyed eyes, and said sharply: "My son is dead!!!"

Shocked by her sudden change of face, I subconsciously began to apologize: "I'm sorry... I'm extremely sorry about that great thing... I really... don't know how to apologize to you again."

After I finished speaking, her fierce expression lasted for two seconds and then she put it away again, as if she changed her face, she showed a cold smile like a zombie with eight teeth without any psychological preparation.

Only her mouth laughed.

Her eyes flashed with deep hatred, and there was no smile at all.

After such a meeting, I only said a few words back and forth, and I was shocked by her in a cold sweat.

Then she laughed for a while, and she asked: "I want to go in for a glass of water."

Her tone was not a discussion, but an order.

She became what she looks like today. In the final analysis, it was caused by our family, probably because there is still a strong sense of guilt in her bones. Although intellectually knows deeply that this woman is no longer normal, I still have the heart to refuse her and let her go. He opened the door and let her into the house.

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