Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

The day dawned soon, and Chen Ming seemed to have something to do. Before he had time to say a few words to me, a large group of people came and said something to him in a hurry, followed by Chen Ming. Ming only had time to nod with the old man in military uniform and had to leave.

After Chen Ming left, the more I thought about it, the more strange I became. It's better now. The original doubts and doubts have not been solved, but now there is another incomprehensible thing appearing.

Why did that short man fall into this field?

In the current world, shouldn't people with high IQs like researchers be like pandas?

Was he forced to be helpless because he knew something, hiding in the jungle like a mouse crossing the street, but that doesn’t make sense. If there is a secret in him, he can hide in a safer place. Where to go, now there is no surveillance and police everywhere. As long as he wants to stay far away, it shouldn't be particularly difficult.

In this way, the reason why he is unwilling to avoid it is just... what secret he knows, he can’t let too many people know, but for some reason he can’t take that secret away by himself, but must let others People he can trust know.

Unconsciously, what the person said in my ear last night appeared again.

After thinking about it for a long time, finally scratching his head in frustration, literally, there is no meaning at all.

Maybe... as Chen Ming said, he just borrowed me as a cover to avoid the sight of anyone present at the time.

Let the person or group of people he wants to avoid think that I know something, but in fact I don't know anything, there is someone else who really knows this.

Although a little dizzy, at least the situation in front of me is slightly clearer than before.

Probably because he was thinking about things too seriously, completely forgetting that he was in someone else's room.

The old lady put a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of her nose. After reading a lot of documents, she called me when she got up to make tea: "Drink tea?"

She was taken aback by this sound, and it took a long time to come back to her senses. She noticed that she was out of shape, scratched her head and smiled at the old lady in embarrassment, and said: "Thank you, no need..."

The old lady looked at me and smiled, took out a set of tea sets, and placed them on the table on one balcony. There were two bamboo chairs on either side of the table.

After beckoning me to pass, she cleaned the cup and said to me: "What's your name?"

Sitting on the bamboo chair, I was still thinking about whether I showed any ridiculous expressions when I just wandered. I became a little cautious for a while, and then politely nodded and said: "My name is He Mo, why bother? silent."

The old man smiled and nodded.

Slowly brewed a cup of tea and put it in front of me, saying, "Try it."

In fact, I used to like tea, not because of the elegant taste, but simply because I don't like drinking boiled water.

So when I was walking on the road, I would rather drink those weird wild vegetable soup with Zijun than drink a few more sips of hot water.

After taking two sips, all tea is bitter to people who can't taste it.

Before I could speak, the old lady put down the tea cup in her hand, leaned on the bamboo chair, and looked at the rising sun in the distance of the forest from a distance. She could still vaguely see the sparkling ‘moat’.

For a long time she said to me: "I am afraid I am much older than your mother."

I took a look at her after hearing this. In fact, her face is really not too old, but her gray hair makes her very old.

I didn't know how to answer this sentence, so I didn't say anything.

She continued: "Call me Aunt Chen, the two boys call me like this."

"Two boys?" I was a little confused.

Aunt Chen looked into the distance with a gentle expression: "They are two obedient and filial children. One is Chen Ming, who just went out, and the other is probably you haven’t seen... Two days ago, I received news that I was a father. Children have always been withdrawn, and there will be children."

At the last sentence, Aunt Chen's face showed a look of affection, and then turned to look at me: "When do you plan to ask Chen Ming for one?"

When I was drinking tea, I almost sprayed the tea on the other's face after hearing this sentence... I finally managed to hold back the choking cough.

It took a long time to get over, and I couldn't digest the change in Aunt Chen's topic...

"Although...Although I really want to have a baby...but my physical condition is not right now."

Regardless of whether Aunt Chen asked the question seriously, I answered it seriously anyway.

Hearing that, she looked at me up and down and nodded thoughtfully: "I'm a bit thinner."

I nodded busily.

Then Aunt Chen said: "Then raise yourself up, don't provoke unnecessary things. After all, you are a child. You can't handle most of the things. Curiosity is something like that. It's time to collect it."

Even if I was unresponsive, I understood the meaning of Aunt Chen's words. I bit my lip and said, "My friend is dead...I want to know the reason. I think I can handle this kind of thing."

She smiled and smoothed her gray hair: "What then? Have you taken care of it? Do you know the cause of her death? Apart from putting yourself in danger a few times, have you got any news that is good for you?"

These questions asked her with a smile, but her tone became more serious.

Indeed...I didn't get anything.

For a long time, Aunt Chen stood up from her position, walked to the side of the railing, looked down at her eyes, and said to me: "Your friend was killed. There is nothing to explore about this. It is what you saw with your own eyes. See... what you don't understand is just why the woman who killed your friend died."

I also stood up: "If there is a problem with her death, then indirectly it means that my friend died also with a problem."

She shook her head: "There is no problem. Your friend is just being unlucky because she is not strong enough. As for that woman, I can tell you that she was infected before she died and she didn't have any wounds on her body. She said she was infected by mouth. Someone mixed the blood of a walking corpse or something in the food she ate."

I bit my lip abruptly, squeezed my fist and said, "Who is it?! Why do you want to do this?!!!"

"His purpose may not be to hurt your friend at first. Looking back, what was the situation around her when she fell to the ground?"

Upon hearing this, I was stunned for a while.

I recalled the scene at that time in my mind.

At this moment, the brain flashed... everything became clear in an instant! ! !

It turned out to be like this! ! It turned out to be like this! !

When the lame was beating Sister Hua, there was a crowd of onlookers. It should be said that a large part of the people in the cottage area were around.

So... if Aunt Chen was right, the purpose of that person was to retaliate against the people in the cottage area.

If the whole thing is connected in series, it can be understood like this.

The person who poisoned the poison should be a small one. That's right. He might be trying to avenge the whole place here, not just the people in the bungalow area. After the poisoning, the reasons for letting the lame beat Sister Hua are simply too many. At this time, all the people are watching. In the past, when Sister Hua developed a mutation, the people around would definitely not have time to react to being bitten, and there must be a **** storm at that time.

It's just that things are impermanent, and what he didn't expect is that we would actually blend in and bring Sister Hua back.

And it led to the tragic death of Zijun...

Up to this point, the whole thing may not be perfect in series, but it is basically inseparable.

Perhaps seeing that I haven’t spoken for a long time, Aunt Chen turned around and sat back on the chair: "The world has changed, the human mind... has also changed. Don’t underestimate anyone or anything. I’ve heard of the butterfly effect. Huh? No matter how inconspicuous the beginning, it may lead to irretrievable results. And you, child, you do not have the ability to prevent the situation from getting worse, raise your body, give birth to a child for Chen Ming...maybe there is him Now, you can live well with your unchangeable character."

He hung his head for a long time without speaking.

Finally, I slowly raised my head to look at Aunt Chen: "Then...you are not afraid, will the problems I create even involve Chen Ming's life?"

Aunt Chen laughed, this time she really laughed: "When you know him enough, you will know...he just wants to die...nothing can be done."

The conversation with Aunt Chen was not so pleasant.

I always feel that the smile on the face of this woman is more stressful than the average person.

However, according to her statement, the two people who indirectly caused Zijun's death have already died one after another, so all my previous persistence disappeared.

In this way... I don't even know what I am going to do next.

Aunt Chen didn't stop me from going out. Several people followed me and found Da Bai and Xia Xia in the dormitory.

When I saw me and the people behind me, Dabai's expression changed for a while, and then I sat up from the bed, dragged my shoes, and walked up to me Parapara: "What's the matter? You squatted. Jailed?"

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