Zhou Ze and the old priest followed the scream and found the floor. Because Zhou Ze's legs were not convenient, when they arrived, a lot of people had already gathered there. Many family members of the patients who were accompanying the bed had come out to watch the show. There were three floors inside and three floors outside
There were even some patients in patient clothes who held their drip bottles in one hand and leaned against the wall with the other to eat melons. It was a profound interpretation of what it meant to be alive and to watch the show.
There were also a few nurses comforting a girl nearby. Someone was also calling the hospital's security guard. The security guard should be coming soon.
Because Zhou Ze was also wearing a white coat, he and the old priest easily squeezed through the crowd and walked inside.
On the ground, there was a pool of yellowish-brown pus, and there was something that looked like an egg yolk floating there. Those who did not know would think that someone had peeled the egg and thrown it inside. Only Zhou Ze knew that this thing was actually a human eyeball.
"Boss, this guy's water has also broken."
The old priest whispered in Zhou Ze's ear.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The more critical the old priest was, the more he liked to be muddle-headed. This might be a self-protection mechanism for him in a tense situation. He could not help but relax himself at a tense moment.
Then, Zhou Ze stretched out his index finger and stirred it in the pus below.
When the old priest saw this scene, he also squatted at the side and stretched out his finger to stir it. To be honest, this thing was too disgusting, but since the boss was already like this, he could only follow.
It had to be said that the old priest was a very ambitious person. Whether it was when he was with the previous boss or this boss, he had a strong desire to learn and imitate.
Then, the old priest saw a scene that he wished he could vomit out his midnight snack. Zhou Ze actually put his middle finger in his mouth and sucked it. Then, he lowered his head and pondered, as if he was trying to distinguish the ingredients inside.
At the same time..,
He even smacked his lips.
So desperate?
What taste?
The old priest hesitated for a moment,
He made a lot of resistance in his heart in a short period of time, but in the end..,
He also put the finger that had just been stirred with pus into his mouth and tasted it. This taste was too strong. The spicy taste exploded in his mouth, and it was even hotter than drinking high alcohol.
There was even the smell of aged seafood, a smell that almost all boys and some girls knew about.
The old Daoist priest's face was about to turn green, but when he saw his boss continue to ponder with a normal expression, at this moment, the old Daoist priest's heart inexplicably ached, and he felt a sense of admiration for Zhou Ze.
To be able to endure this smell, he was truly inhuman!
Zhou Ze turned his head and saw the old Daoist priest's miserable face. He then looked at the remaining liquid on the old Daoist priest's fingertips and asked in surprise,
"What are you doing?"
The old Taoist patted his chest lightly and said solemnly, "Shennong tastes all kinds of herbs. What you can do, I can do too."
Zhou ze nodded and smiled.
The old Daoist felt extremely flattered, as though in this moment, he had finally been acknowledged by his boss. It was as though Patriarch Subhuti had knocked Monkey Sun three times on the back of his head.
"I stirred with my index finger and put my middle finger in my mouth."
Zhou Ze waved his finger at the old Daoist priest and continued,
"There was leek stuck between my teeth when I was eating supper just now. I was just picking it out. Who would have a problem with their brain to taste this thing? Are they masochistic?"
"..." the old Daoist priest.
The old Daoist priest wanted to say something else, but his stomach immediately began to spasm. He pushed away the crowd around him and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.
Zhou Ze silently rubbed his chin. The frightened girl was still sitting in the ward. A few nurses were comforting her. Zhou Ze did not ask about the girl's situation. After all, he had experienced a similar scene in the morgue.
However, some things were just a small scene to him, but to ordinary people, it was enough to shock the world.
The dead body suddenly sat up,
The fatal wound came from the extremely sharp nails that could be used as sharp weapons,
The pus that the body finally turned into..,
Everything showed that the murderer was not an ordinary person, but a devil hiding in the darkness. In fact, ever since Zhou Ze became a ghost, he had never encountered such a mysterious opponent with rich methods.
That thing obviously could not be treated as an ordinary ghost.
Standing up, Zhou Ze walked to the other end of the corridor, took out his phone, and dialed Tang Shi's number.
"Hello." Tang Shi's voice was as cold as ever.
"Do me a favor. There seems to be a... a wild zombie here."
"You can go look for plants."
In other words, she didn't have time and she couldn't be bothered to care.
"Then help me call Bai Yingying and ask her to come to the hospital."
"That's no problem."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze once again felt that it was a wrong decision to keep Tang Shi by his side. This woman was even more of a vase than a vase.
His Yingying was still the best.
They were both women, not living people, but the difference could be so big.
The old Daoist priest vomited the acid in his stomach. He walked out of the bathroom and came to Zhou Ze's side. He asked with some complaint,
"Why did that thing do this to kill people?"
"He did it on purpose," Zhou Ze said.
"Everyone who was killed by him will become a zombie?
Heh, this is the same as the old Hong Kong zombie movies in the 80s and 90s. People who have been bitten by zombies will also become zombies. "
As he spoke, the old Daoist priest looked into Zhou Ze's eyes with some eagerness.
"What are you looking at?"
"Uh, Boss, I have a small request. Can zombies become like Bai Yingying?"
"Just tell me your purpose. Don't beat around the bush."
"Uh, ahem... This penniless priest means, look, Boss, this penniless priest is already old. Who knows, one day, this penniless priest will step on both feet and go to the Western Paradise."
"You're a Daoist priest, not a monk."
"Uh, then I'll step on both feet and ascend to heaven. But this old Daoist priest is worried that if I leave, who will take care of you?"
"..." Zhou Ze.
"So, Boss, if that day comes, can you help me bite it?"
"I think it's disgusting."
"..." the old Daoist priest.
Can we still be friends happily?!
"It's not as exaggerated as you think. You can't become a zombie even if you're bitten by a zombie. If you don't believe me, you can let Bai Yingying bite your neck when you go back. Other than speeding up your legs with the corpse poison, I guarantee there won't be any other effect.
As for becoming a zombie, you might as well choose a grave of great danger and bury yourself there. Perhaps after a hundred or so years, you'll be able to jump out. But after that, you'll actually have nothing to do with the current you. You'll be a new life. "
"The movies are all lies?"
"What do you think?"
The old Daoist priest was a little dejected. He had thought that he had found a way to extend his life, but who knew that this would be the result? However, the old Daoist priest still did not give up and said,
"Then what's going on with these two people?"
"What's the outcome?" Zhou Ze asked. "They directly split open, and all their bones and organs turned into pus."
"Why is that?"
"Because they were used as nourishment and absorbed by others. Didn't they become zombies? Taking ten thousand steps back, are you willing to be such a zombie?"
"Then will he continue to kill?" the old Daoist priest asked worriedly.
"If he's not full." Zhou Ze pursed his lips. "Of course, even if he's full, it doesn't mean that he won't be hungry."
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something and said to the old Daoist priest, "Think of a way to help me check what happened to the other corpses. Did something similar happen …"
His phone rang. Zhou Ze picked it up and realized that the caller ID was Wang Ke.
Ever since the "Meat" incident, Zhou Ze had not contacted Wang Ke again, and Wang Ke had promised him that he would not take the initiative to contact him.
"Hello." Zhou Ze still picked up the phone.
"I'm sorry, I have to go back on my word, but I think you'll be interested in this matter." Wang Ke's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Speak."
"Have you heard about the mass death in that small hospital?"
Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the pool of pus behind him.
"I just heard."
"I'm a part-time consultant at the police station. Usually, I help with psychological profiling. This time, the matter is very serious, and I've been invited to help. According to the current known conditions, I want to copy some psychological and physical characteristics of the murderer. Hehe, for this, I've drawn a sketch. Do you want to see it?"
"Okay."
"Ding dong..."
A message notification came from WeChat,
Zhou Ze narrowed the call and opened WeChat,
This was a very sloppy sketch, but the character in the sketch made Zhou Ze's pupils constrict.
"Are you kidding?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Hehe, I don't believe it's you, but the person I drew based on the known conditions and clues really looks like you. How about it? I'm not begging you this time. I'm just asking you, are you interested?"
"What interest?"
"I can get all the information from the police investigation."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Ke rubbed his brows and said tiredly, "Although I don't want to admit it and feel a little helpless, I feel more and more that the murderer this time might not be human."
"Are you at the police station?"
"No, I'm at home. You can come to my house. The files and the latest information will be gathered to me."
Wang Ke paused for a moment and said, "Also, I'm still cooking meat soup for supper. You can come and eat some."
Zhou Ze directly ignored the latter part of the sentence. He directly said, "I'll come over."
After saying that, Zhou Ze was about to hang up the phone, but Wang Ke's voice came again. "Don't hang up the phone in a hurry."
"Is there anything else?"
"Yes, I didn't have the chance to say this to others in the past. It's not good for others to say this kind of thing, it's like cursing.
But this time, it's rare for me to have this opportunity. This is the first time I've said this to someone.