Sirius Little Bun

Wen Bin held the entrance, dragged the little nurse in, and turned to Carson and shouted, "Quick, come in!"

The attack power of the living dead is less than one ten-thousandth of that of the rabbit army, but this floor is about to be scrapped.

Simply because the elevator door is thick enough, no sparks flew in.They arrived safely in the lobby on the first floor.Although this accident was not as grand as the previous ones, but it was close to the Qiguang Building, the police came rather quickly, and there were also fire brigades in fluorescent suits.The office building next to it had just brought the situation under control, and it was in chaos again.There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and many people were being chased out by the police. It was very chaotic. When the four of them rushed down with blood all over their bodies, they didn't attract much attention.

Wen Bin took the little nurse out and put it in the grass outside the door. The police should come to care about it soon.I don't know if she will talk nonsense when she wakes up, after all, she saw Carson take the head nurse's heart.

"What if she talks nonsense?"

"It's okay." The tone was calm.

"It would be bad if you were discovered by the police. People on Earth are not as gentle as you think."

Carson twitched his lips slightly, "Don't worry, we will leave soon. I believe I will find Nero soon." After he finished speaking, he patted Wen Bin on the shoulder and took the lead in striding deep into the building. Wen Bin Looking at his resolute back line, he was in a trance for a moment, and the word "leave" was like a wake-up call to wake him up.

Yeah, they'll leave eventually.

"Ma Ma, Papa has already left, let's go too." The little ghost grabbed Wen Bin's wrist and pulled him forward.

The outpatient building was at the front of all the buildings in the hospital, and it was controlled by the police within half an hour. They hid in the dark and observed for a while, but no living dead appeared.

"Let's go straight to the back." Carson pointed to the building several floors above the outpatient building.

Wen Bin was a little embarrassed, "Now? We need to go around from the front to the door on the other side..." Before he finished his words, his body was already a few meters off the ground, and his waist was held by Carson in three steps, only two stories high. building.Wen Bin took a deep breath in shock, "Little...the little devil's head is still below..."

"Ma Ma, I'm here." Immediately, a childish voice came from beside her.

The small dough-like body was squatting next to him, half-stretched on the roof with both hands, and immediately straightened up when he heard Wen Bin's speech.

Wen Bin looked at him in surprise.

Carson gave Wen Bin an approving look, and said to Wen Bin, "Bell's physique is very good, and his growth rate is much faster than when I was young."

"Growing fast?" Why does it still look like a baby after a few months, but the food intake has really increased, more than doubled or tripled.

"Mama, I'm not a child anymore." The little devil's pink lips immediately pouted.

Wen Bin frowned and suddenly remembered what happened to Miaomiao just now, "That's right, I'm starting to have a spring heart, and the cute one is still a dysfunctional male doll."

"You despise Miaomiao!" The pursed lips retracted, and the corners of the mouth were pulled down, showing a bit of depression.

"Who is Miaomiao?" Carson was confused.

"This is Miao Miao..." Wen Bin raised his eyebrows, and stared at the angry little devil with teasing eyes.

Probably a little embarrassed, the little dough figure jumped off the roof of the building after being pestered for three seconds.

Wen Bin shrugged, "You should ask your own son about this."

The building at the back is still the inpatient department, and the internal medicine department is on the first floor. Because a fire broke out in the building in front, although it was lucky that the back was not affected, people were a little panicked, and many people ran out to wait and see.In order not to attract attention, they quietly landed in a corner of the bushes, ready to enter through the side door.

"This hospital has more than one mortuary?" Carson asked suddenly.

"No way."

"do not you know?"

Wen Bin gave him a blank look, "I've never been to a morgue, so how would I know?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I feel an unusual breath."

It can't be that the infection is so fast. Although there is a connection between the two buildings, Wen Bin took a special look when he escaped just now, and the bridge between the two buildings was closed.From the sixth department of the hospital to the inpatient department here, at least it takes a long time to walk around. Due to the characteristics of the living dead who like dark environments, there should be no large-scale infection here in a short time.

"Is it Nero's breath?"

"No, Nero's brainwave signal is farther away."

"what is that?"

"The living dead."

"Do the living dead have brain waves?"

"No."

"Then how did you feel it?"

"I could feel physical movement nearby, but there was no brainwave response."

"It's possible that a patient who just ended his life was sent to the morgue." Wen Bin said calmly, but he couldn't help feeling nervous. Fear is the first thing that arises in a person's heart when facing an unknown environment.

"So I wonder if there is another mortuary here."

As Carson expected, they found the entrance to the basement floor in a remote corner of the first floor, with a sign "Go to the mortuary" hanging on the door.

There are so many deaths in this hospital, there are still two morgues.Wen Bin stared at the sign, worried.There may be living dead inside. It is speculated that the people who were taken away by the police car from the orphanage at that time were sent to the hospital if they had a little gas, and those who were not gas were directly taken to the crematorium.

If a hospital is arranged, it must be in only one place. In this case, it is possible to hide in the mortuary of the hospital.

"You wait outside for a while, I'll go in and take a look." Carson ordered in a deep voice, and then went in alone.Wen Bin and the little ghost stood at the door to let the wind go.

Standing quietly by the dark door, occasionally hearing the muffled sound of blunt objects hitting inside, Wen Bin was anxious and worried, and couldn't help pacing back and forth.

The little devil is just a two-year-old kid, and he has no interest in such things as watching the wind, and he doesn't have a chicken liver in his hand, so the heat in 3 minutes will quickly wear off.The half-meter-tall villain wandered around the opening of the underground passage for a while and eagerly said, "Ma Ma, let's go find Papa."

Wen Bin glanced in hesitantly.

"No. We have to guard the door to prevent unnecessary people from entering."

The little ghost glanced at him resentfully, "Ma Ma, you can't even stop me."

Wen Bin turned his head and slapped him with a chestnut, "You little brat, who said I can't stop you! Damn you, don't you look down on your godfather?"

The hat on the head was slapped askew, revealing the fluffy fur, curled playfully.

"Ma Ma, you are too fierce, Papa likes gentle people."

Wen Bin was startled, "Dare to tease your father! If you don't hit you for a few days, you will go to the house..." He pinched his ears and rubbed them.

The little ghost shook his head, and two streams of electricity came out of his ears, causing Wen Bin to take three or four steps back abruptly, stabbing his spine against the wall behind him.The small body twisted very disdainfully, turned around and jumped into the passage.

Wen Bin leaned against the wall and stood firm, with a troubled expression on his face.

Carson had been going in for a while, and it was a lie to say that he was not worried. With Carson's strength and speed, there was no reason why he had been in for so long and hadn't come out. After calming down a little, Wen Bin followed.

The morgue here is connected with sundries, and there are many obstacles inside. The lights were not turned on. After walking a few steps, I tripped three times, got a cut on my arm, and couldn't find the light switch.The little ghost jumped too fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Wen Bin yelled, but there was no response.It seemed that he had to walk for a while to reach the mortuary. Wen Bin fumbled for a while to get used to it, and his eyes became a little brighter, and discarded medical equipment was piled up next to him.

"Little ghost head." He patrolled back and forth.

At this time, faint footsteps came from behind, walking very rhythmically but heavy.He turned his head in surprise, but before he could turn around, one arm was already grabbed by a strong palm.

The light is not good, but the general outline can be seen.The person behind him was not tall, with a small hair and a thin face. The most important thing was that he was wearing a police uniform. Wen Bin was stunned, "Why are you?"

Wen Bin knew this person, the guy who took him to the police station to make a statement. He looks gentle, but his eloquence is not very good.Have the police checked here?

"Did any accident happen here?" Wen Bin pretended to be relaxed, and then twitched his arm without twitching.

The guy at the police station didn't speak, just stared at him.

Something is not right.

Wen Bin twitched his arm again, not only did it not twitch, but it tightened even more.

Suddenly, a bad premonition arose in my heart.

The lethality of the blue bracelet

After the third stroke, Wen Bin finally saw the bloody wound on the little policeman's neck.The injury was in the main artery, and this handwriting was definitely not infected after being sucked blood by the living dead.

It appears that Nero was enraged by the gunshot wound.

The little policeman sniffed his nose, pulled Wen Bin's arm and lowered his head.Wen Bin's heart trembled, and he threw him away violently.A slender red line has unknowingly gushed out from the place where I stumbled and scratched just now, winding on the forearm, very eye-catching.

Wen Bin lifted the hem of his shirt and wiped it, then stepped aside.

The food in his hand was gone, and the little policeman couldn't help but follow the direction where the arm was pulled away.The environment was too dark, and Wen Bin couldn't tell whether he was dead or not. If he was not dead... There were many glass bottles behind him, and Wen Bin took one at random and stepped back slowly.

Probably the blood was wiped off, and the fishy smell in the air became weaker. After searching for a while, the little policeman became a little dazed again.From this point of view, this one is likely to be sucked dry, and it is not offensive.Wen Bin let out a breath of tension in his chest slowly, and his nerves relaxed.It seems that there is still a long way to go before reaching the intersection. Wen Bin couldn't help but start to doubt the structure of this mortuary. With such twists and turns, the dead are not placed here.

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