He always thought he was doing the right thing.

Now I suddenly realized that I knew nothing and had always been a puppet controlled by others.

There was silence in the room.

Huang He and Luo Kuan looked at Liu Tianming with concern. They were also filled with shock.

No one noticed it, and the old man following behind quietly retreated.

He walked lightly without making any noise.

After several minutes, Liu Tianming woke up from his chaotic thoughts. He wiped his face hard, kneaded his cheeks, and said gritting his teeth: "It's already this point, it's too late to do anything... Turn on the computer, I want to see what gifts did this bastard Song Jiahao leave me?"

On the can box next to it, there is a laptop computer. The wires hang down from the carton, and just below the suspended plug, you can see a white plastic-packaged battery.

This guy really arranged everything. Just plug it in and start it up.

A dialog box popped up on the screen, still in the same problem pattern as in the hospital office: "Who is the second person who died in the underground air raid shelter?"

Luo Kuan turned around and looked at Liu Tianming without saying a word and asked, "What is the answer?"

Liu Tianming's face was still expressionless. His mind was filled with too many questions, and his movements seemed stiff, looking like a robot with insufficient power.

Looking at the gray-white dialog box on the screen, Liu Tianming suddenly had an idea that he had never thought about before, and blurted out his words: "You try to enter the three words "Qian Guangsheng".

Luo Kuan moved as he said.

The dialog box on the screen closed instantly, and a large red cross appeared. Then, a line of text popped up.

"You only have three chances. If you enter the wrong way, you get nothing."

Liu Tianming smiled bitterly and shook his head. This is indeed Song Jiahao's style of doing things.

Sighing, he said, "Try entering "the deceased is unknown."

Luo Kuan looked at him in surprise: "Boss, are you sure you really want to do this?"

Liu Tianming nodded: "If I remember correctly, this should be the correct answer."

Po Chen was the first dead person in the underground air raid shelter.

Next, there was the wealthy businessman Tan Rui, who was killed by Qian Guangsheng, and his bodyguard. As for the specific name, Liu Tianming certainly could not know. Therefore, the correct answer is either "unidentified identity" or "unidentified identity of the deceased".

Of course, it may also be the three words "not know".

Anyway, as long as the answer is similar, it is correct.

The dialog box on the screen disappeared, and a row of numbers and letters appeared.

This is the opening password of the box.

Liu Tianming was very familiar with this thing. The password box was the same as the ones in the hospital office, and they were both the same style. He skillfully entered the password, and then heard an empty impact from inside the box. He grabbed the handrail and pulled it hard, opening the heavy box lid.

There are four things inside.

Two immune agents sealed with plastic hose.

A storage card.

A key.

In addition to these same objects as those in the hospital office, Liu Tianming also saw a small plastic bottle similar to a glass ampoule. It was filled with dark red liquid.

Liu Tianming took out the three items in front with his trembling hands and put them in his backpack. Then, he turned around and stared at the Yellow River, and his gaze quickly shifted to Luo Kuan.

A trace of fear appeared in Huanghe's eyes. His eyes flashed with a strong desire at the same time. Huanghe kept licking his lips, stretching out his hands, and spreading his ten fingers to reach the limit. The whole movement was full of power, as if the drowning dying suddenly saw hope of survival, and could not wait to hold on.

Luo Kuan's expression on his face was similar to that of the Yellow River. He stood there in amazement, his eyes quickly congested. His mouth was open, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly as if a patient with asthma was. He was obviously able to control his emotions more than the Yellow River. After nearly half a minute, Luo Kuan turned his head with great difficulty, moved his eyes away from the red liquid that had a magnet-powerful attraction to him, and asked in a hoarse voice like a ghost: "How is this possible?"

Liu Tianming felt a voice echoing in his mind, and he seemed to see Song Jiahao's strange and strange smiling face again.

He felt that the blood in his body had solidified. If it weren't for Luo Kuan's voice, he would probably still be immersed in chaos and madness and would be difficult to wake up.

Liu Tianming couldn't help but think of the conversation between Zheng Xiaoyue, tried to control the fierce collision thoughts, and said with a wry smile: "I believe that there is God in this world now. Even if his name is not Jesus, he should be a mysterious person similar to him."

Luo Kuan nodded with lingering fear, and his mood became dark: "We...we are all ants manipulated by him."

Huang He's thinking is relatively simple. The first sentence he woke up from shock was: "Why is there this thing here? Boss, didn't you say that the dead dean asked you to come? How could he have this? This... This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

It was a plastic hose filled with blood, full of biological nutrition.

The mutant cells are very sensitive to the existence of food. The moment their eyes touched the hose, Liu Tianming, Huang He and Luo Kuan all noticed the specific amount of biological nutrients in this tube.

A whole Carr.

No, it's not just biological nutrition, there should be something else in it.

Liu Tianming's face was a little pale. He reached out and grabbed the plastic hose, turned it into his close-fitting bag, and hid it carefully. With an unprecedented serious expression, he said to Huang He and Luo Kuan: "Don't ask me, I'm the same as you, I don't know anything."

Even if there is really a secret, it should be hidden in the memory card I just got. Liu Tianming did not carry the pen recorder with him. No matter what he wanted to know, he could only go back and talk about it.

For some reason, Huang He suddenly became afraid of Liu Tianming. He felt that he could not face the other person, so he had to turn around, look at the neatly placed cardboard boxes in the room, and asked seriously: "Boss, what should I do with these things? Should I take them back?"

The food consumption was very fast when we came from Kunming. With the addition of Cao Xinneng and others, the amount of daily necessities on the truck also decreased. Although some of them were supplemented along the way, they were basically obtained on the same day and used up on the same day.

"Each of us carries a few boxes out first. The road outside is blocked. If we want to take it all away, we will definitely have to run back and forth several times."

Liu Tianming's voice was a little cold, with obvious anger: "Song Jiahao, he prepared everything early. Since this is a gift he left to me, it's no reason to throw it away for nothing."

As he said that, Liu Tianming picked up a roll of plastic rope placed on the carton next to him, bent down, and tied up the four boxes of neatly placed cans. In doing so, it will not disperse when running on the road.

Huang He and Luo Kuan looked at each other, and the latter shrugged indifferently. The two of them carried the gun behind their backs, selected some food boxes from the room, followed Liu Tianming's actions, and tied them tightly.

A very strange movement came from outside.

It was very light, accompanied by the rapid footsteps. Liu Tianming was very familiar with this sound. He was a doctor and knew that it was a medical trolley sliding on the ground. As for the source of the sound, it was probably the old man holding a crossbow!

Liu Tianming tilted his head towards the Yellow River: "Go out and see, what's going on?"

Huang He threw down the work in his hand, stood up from the ground, and strode towards the door. As soon as he got there, Huang He was stunned, with an incredible expression on his face, and shouted loudly: "Hey! What do you...what do you want to do?"

There was a medical trolley at the door, and the body of the car was blocked in the middle of the entry and exit passage, sealing the door. The frame was filled with bottles and jars of various sizes. Through the unobstructed outer wall, you could see that these glassware was filled with a light yellow liquid, releasing a very threatening special luster.

The old man stood more than five meters behind the medical car, holding two large spherical bottles in his hand. This kind of container is very common in clinical laboratories of hospitals or health centers. The two bottles in the old man's hands are also filled with light yellow liquid. The mouth of the bottle is tightly cork. He raised his hands and stood there, with a fierce expression on his wrinkled face, and a sneer deep in his turbid and small eyes.

Tang Jianyang is an owner of Jintong Community and a regular visitor in the health center.

When people get older, they have many problems. Tang Jianyang never believes in any health care product advertisements. He thinks that he needs injections and medicine when he is sick, so he has to look for a doctor. Tang Jianyang is a good person and is a retired senior engineer. After a while, the doctors and nurses in the community health center are very familiar with him. Whenever he meets, he will respectfully call him "Uncle Tang".

When the virus broke out, Tang Jianyang happened to inhale oxygen in the health center. He had bronchitis and it occurred several times a year. He was frightened at that time, jumped out of the hospital bed at all costs and locked the door at the fastest speed in his life. When he turned around, Tang Jianyang found that the old woman who was in the same room as him had turned into an extremely terrifying monster.

Fortunately, there was a balcony next to the hospital bed. Tang Jianyang pushed the old woman out from there. He didn't hear the screams, but saw that the old woman fell down and did not die. He actually struggled to get up from the ground again, with the blood still flowing on her face and body, the fierce spirit rushed towards another person.

Tang Jianyang was frightened and trembling when he saw it there.
Chapter completed!