Section 20, police escape [1]

"Name?"

"Yang Guang."

"Age?"

"25"

"Occupation?"

"Magazine editor."

"Education."

"Undergraduate in the Department of Literature of D University."

"Address."

"13th Floor, Building 13, Luoyu Garden, City D."

"Why kill people?"

"Damn it, how many times do I have to say that the one I killed is not a human!" I gritted my teeth and patted the table. Of course, the police treat me as a vicious murderer, not to mention how good the treatment is. A pair of black pure steel anklets, with two white crystal bracelets and a dazzling lamp head.

"The quality of ideas! You are now a criminal suspect, and the human and material evidence have been collected, and you can be prosecuted at any time. The policeman did not spoil my bad temper, and also slapped the table and stood up to me angrily.

It's the Spring Festival~~ I just want to see my future mother-in-law and hook up with her daughter by the way. What a good thing. Why do I have to deal with this group of people in the police station now? Am I going to walk for heaven?

I defended, "Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in the forensic results, right? By the way, I just begged you to tell the forensic doctor not to remove the yellow paper pasted on the body. Did you tell me? Otherwise, something big will happen."

"Shut up! You are openly promoting feudal superstition, and human and material evidence are all there. Now I ask you, what is your relationship with the victim? The policeman patted the table again.

I lowered my head helplessly and was so angry. Director Zhang, give full play to your ability. Otherwise, I will really live in City C.

I hope that Zhang Shaokun's phone call can play a role. Even at this time, I can't wait for Zhang Shaokun to be a master like Li Gang. He can run to CCTV to apologize in the half a day of my accident.

Obviously, I miscalculated Zhang Shaokun's ability... Or, this old thing doesn't take it seriously at all?

I gritted my teeth, refused to admit that I had killed, and refused to sign the confession. After reading every word on the transcript carefully, I chose to sign it.

Now I have a big head, and I don't know how the next situation will develop.

In fact, I told the police about what happened in the city and begged them to investigate.

But it is like a sinking stone, and there is no more news.

Instead, I was locked in a rather narrow room. At this time, I was cold and hungry. As for how long it had passed, I didn't know at all.

This small dark house is cold and wet. I didn't wear many cotton-padded clothes in the first place. At this time, it was even colder and trembled. I could have crossed my knees, but because I had shackles on my hands and feet, I couldn't do the posture of five hearts to the sky at all.

I can only cringe on a wooden board without a quilt**, and my body is shivering.

Although I'm not annoyed by what I've done, I'm very concerned that this very clear thing will be done to me. The four zombies are likely to be in the police station. If the medical examiner removes the runes, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, I realized that the consequences of my huddle here are likely to hurt a few more people! I quickly stood up and patted the door: "Open the door, open the door!! I want to see a forensic doctor!!"

The policeman in charge of the guard at the door kicked the door and shouted, "Be quiet! I won't look at what time it is."

"What time is it now?" I asked in a hurry.

"It's less than seven o'clock."

"Before I was tried, I still had human rights, right? I ask to see your medical examinee. I tell you that if you don't go, something big will happen. Human life is at risk!"

"Oh, human life is at risk? You also know that human life is at risk, and how dare you carry weapons on the street? Killing people is like killing chickens? Let me tell you, I've seen a lot of crazy people like you. Stay honest. Sooner or later, you will be shot in the execution ground. The policeman yelled at me and then the footsteps gradually disappeared.

"FUCK YOU MD!" I scolded angrily and raised my legs hard to kick the door fiercely, but I forgot that there was still a chain on my ankle bone, and I suddenly lost my head.

It's really a bad year!

Rolling up from the ground, I almost climbed back to the wooden bed by crawling, gritting my teeth and not to mention much grievance.

Then, I began to worry about Zhao Zihan. There has been no news of Zhao Zihan since he was brought in by the police. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that I seemed to have missed something.

Make it from **, Zhao Zihan?

Yes!

Why didn't the police mention Zhao Zihan when they interrogated me?

I realized that Zhao Zihan seemed to have unconsciously escaped from the arrest of the police, but it was strange that according to a certain rule, officials had the ability to protect themselves. How did Zhao Zihan do it? Can her so-called invitation to immortals really avoid this shackle?

For a moment, I was puzzled by the invitation from witchcraft.

But I have some foundation in my heart. I believe that Zhao Zihan will not let me squat here so easily. It's a good thing for me to have an acquaintance to answer outside.

After thinking about this, I lay on the wooden board and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, my stomach kept purring, and I woke up from hunger.

I haven't eaten all day, and I feel that I am a miracle until now.

At this time, I suddenly heard a series of messy footsteps in the corridor.

"Where is that man? Find him quickly!!"

I heard a frightened sound outside the door, and there was a faint sound of gunfire!

What's going on? I suddenly sat up and listened.

"Those things are so awesome! Does he work?"

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor. Isn't he just like this?"

"Yellow team, your injury?"

"I can't die!! Is it here?"

"Yes!!"

"Open the door!! Hurry up."

I squinted and saw the light gradually coming through the cracks of the door from the darkness. I raised my arm and blocked it in front of me.

I heard the voice just now: "Mr. Yang, I'm asking you now. Aren't those really human?

At this time, I calmed down instead.

He sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to do it!" If you kill people on the street, please sue me. I'm responsible for paying for my life.

"Yang Guang!!" One of them roared, and I could hear that this person was the person who interrogated me: "Don't toast, don't eat punishment. Now people's lives outside!" The three things you killed are fucking alive again!"

"Do you know that I didn't kill people now? What did I say? Go to see the transcript by yourself! Take me as a psychopath and beg me now? Do I owe you City C or the police? Wearing a human skin, don't do anything, beg me at this time? No door, get out of here and remember to lock the door for me. Let's wait until you are all dead." I'm also full of evil fire. I didn't dare to be too tough before, for fear of being beaten.

Now these people beg me, I'm not afraid. It seems that it is still safe here for the time being, otherwise the people in front of them will not stand still at the door.

I have adapted to the light from the door and squinted at the door.

There were three people standing at the door, one of whom was ticking and bleeding. It seemed that he was seriously injured. The remaining two people were still holding pistols in their hands, and one of them was actually holding my bag!

"I apologize for the mistakes in our work." One of the three, the injured man, said.

His voice was very low, with a trill after pain.

I stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I don't accept an apology."

"You!"

"What am I?" I raised my eyebrows and said, "You don't ask indiscriminately, and you don't even respect the facts at least. I just decided that I was the murderer, and now you want to beg me in the end? What's the matter? Kill someone again in front of you? Let me give you a case replay?"

"Mr. Yang, can I beg you?" The leader actually put down the high breath just now.

"Please? Well, I'll tell you a news that you want to die after listening to it, and it's free.

"What?"

"In this city, there are thousands of things you encounter outside that I call zombies, and it will increase by more than a hundred every day. If, if they mutate, hehe, have you ever learned geometry? Do you know the geometric base? Have you seen the movie Resident Evil? Congratulations to us, we will fall into such a city! Think about how many tens of thousands of people there are in C City. The killed people will resurrect and then become that terrible monster, crazily devouring the surrounding crowd. Bullets can't be killed, knives can't be killed! Is it terrible? Are you scared? Fear?"

"Mr. Yang..."

I interrupted the man's voice and said, "Let me ask you a few questions."

"You ask."

"First, is this place where we are located in a densely populated place?"

"No, this is a development zone. As the city's general criminal investigation brigade, we have just moved here.

When I came here, I was pressed on my head in the police car and didn't see the appearance outside the window, so there was such a problem.

"Second, when the zombies appeared, did you lock the door and close the exit here? Where are the others?"

When asked this question, there was still a lot of gunfire outside. Obviously, there should be a lot of people resisting zombies.

"I don't know, but it's like this. The outermost door must be locked. The house in the team is a single courtyard with four floors above the ground and two floors below the ground.

I nodded and thought for a moment. I wanted to raise my arm to grab my hair. I found that the shackles on my hands and feet were still there. I raised my hand and said, "Can you untie it?"

The man hurriedly urged the person next to him to untie the chains on my hands and feet.

I rubbed my hands and feet and then asked, "Where is the gunshot? Which floor am I on? How many people are there here?

"You are on the first basement, and the autopsy room is on the second basement. After the problem occurred, the Yellow Team ordered the elevator and stair doors to the ground to be closed. In total... there are..." It's the person who is carrying my bag. But when I asked how many people were here, he didn't answer.

"There are less than 30 people in total, and I'm not sure that a few of them have been sacrificed. I guess it's more than half." Captain Huang said in a low voice.

I walked over and saw a deep wound on Captain Huang's cheeks and shoulders by the poisonous nails of the zombie, and the skin turned black.