zombie job

Chapter 7 Someone is following you

The thumb-sized paper man squatted quietly against the wall, his dark eyes staring at the child who was looking for something.

The boy seemed flustered, almost crying.

He still had his school pass around his neck, which slipped out of his clothes as he moved.

"That kid's name is Chen Zitong, a student in Class 2105, Grade [-], Wanrong Experimental Primary School." Wu Jin, who was sitting in the car, said.

"Okay, I'll start checking now." Qin Lulu got into the car after they bought the mobile phone. She drove the male colleague who was originally on the co-pilot to the back and occupied the male colleague's seat.

As for why he did this, of course it was because he didn't want to be crowded with Wu Jin and Yin Taboo.

She doesn't feel safe sitting with two people.

Qin Lulu opened the notebook she carried with her and began to investigate the information of this Chen Zitong.

"Do you remember your worker's name?" Yin Yinming asked, but he didn't go to see Wu Jin.

Because Wu Jin was spreading on his body at this moment, the male colleague who just sat over was quite big, but it wouldn't squeeze Wu Jin.

Wu Jin did this purely because he didn't want to sit up straight: "I don't know." He is not the kind of zombie who can socialize, "Just find him and kill him. You don't need to know his name."

"He's not necessarily bad." Chu Fan, who was driving, couldn't help turning his head to remind him.

"Tsk." Wu Jin stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, "Why can't you kill the ones that aren't bad?"

The car was quiet for a second.

Wu Jin actually knows that humans and non-humans are both good and bad, but the problem is that such a rule prevents him from making money.

"Huh? Can you see if it's this person?" Qin Lulu lifted the laptop on her lap and showed Wu Jin the photo on it.

In the photo is a man with a sallow complexion, black and yellow, his teeth are not very good-looking when he smiles, he looks like an old smoker.

"Yes." Wu Jin nodded, "You can find this too? You haven't seen him before."

"The proportion of non-human beings is very small. In general, in any case, there is a high possibility that non-human beings in the same city have problems." Qin Lulu put the notebook back on her lap.

"The father of this child Chen Zitong is called Chen Guokang, and he opened a fruit shop on Qingnian East Road next to Yingbin Port." Qin Lulu explained, "He and your coworker are classmates."

"Oh." Wu Jin responded, although he couldn't figure out where Qin Lulu's address was, it didn't stop him from nodding with an inscrutable expression on his face.

"They are classmates in high school, but recently three of their classmates died. Last month, a female classmate died suddenly at home inexplicably."

"That female classmate is 35 this year. She started a company from scratch in City H. After she married her husband, she gave the company to her husband. She brought her children here and rented a place to raise parrots."

"Selling parrots?" Chu Fan interrupted.

"There is no transaction record, so it should be kept for fun." Qin Lulu explained, "It's fun for a rich woman."

"Wu Jin's coworker has no death record, it may be because he himself became a living corpse." Qin Lulu sighed.

Living corpses are harder to detect than zombies. At least those low-level zombies have stiff joints and can't even bend their legs.

Living corpses of the same level are much more sensitive than zombies, but a certain part of the body will be uncoordinated, and there will be abnormal convulsions and the like.

But some ordinary humans also have this kind of behavior. If there is a neurological problem, such as epilepsy, it is more exaggerated than a living corpse, so it is difficult to distinguish.

"Follow Chen Zitong and maybe we can find out that worker." Qin Lulu suggested that if the three accidental deaths before were really the work of that living corpse, following this kid might be able to find some clues.

After speaking, Qin Lulu looked at Wu Jin.

"Huh?" Wu Jin blinked twice, pointed to himself: "I go?"

"This is a test for you." Chu Fan nodded, "It is not convenient for us to participate too much."

Wu Jin looked at Yin Yinming again.

"I can follow you, but I won't help." After Yin Yuming finished speaking, he signaled Chu Fan to contact the Foreign Affairs Bureau in a nearby city and arrange a place for them to live first.

It may take some time for Wu Jin to settle all this. They can't stay in the car all the time.

"Can't I let the paper piercer follow?" Wu Jin frowned.

"How is the attack power of your paper puppet?"

"It's okay." Wu Jin thought for a while, "It shouldn't be a problem to beat that living corpse."

"Oh." Yin Yinming nodded.

"Can I not..."

"No." Yin Yinming interrupted him, "It's time to pass or you have to pass. You have to learn to deal with problems like a human being. This test can't rely entirely on strength."

like people?Wu Jin sighed, feeling quite troublesome.

"You wake up with a sense of taste this time." Yin Yinming looked at Wu Jin, "Have you ever thought that as your strength increases, you will become more and more like a human being?"

Wu Jin was stunned. After thinking about it, he looked forward to it: "Isn't that good?"

Looking at it now, Wu Jin likes taste very much. It is a good thing to have desires. Anyway, as long as he can have a meal now, Wu Jin can be very happy.

Happiness like never before.

If he can think like a human being and feel everything around him, the happiness will be doubled!

Yin Yinming did not respond to him.

However, Wu Jin glanced at Yin Tabing proudly, and clicked his tongue: "If you really want to do that, you should be the one I hate the most at that time."

Yin Yinming smiled: "Maybe. In fact, I think your current state is just right."

Wu Jin raised his eyebrows: "Then you mean that your condition is not good?"

"Normal." Yin Yinming's smile disappeared, and the topic of not knowing where to go was shifted back, "Anyway, you don't rely purely on strength this time, go on your own."

"Oh." Wu Jin clicked his tongue, "I want to rest for a day."

He raised the phone of his mobile phone, I will study this thing first.

……

Chen Zitong finally relaxed a little when he saw the group photo under the brick when he lifted the red brick covered with mud.

He came here last night to find this stuff,

He looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one there, he hid the photo in his pocket and walked out of the alley.

Chen Zitong didn't know, but in the pocket of his school uniform, there was also a thumb-sized paper puppet squatting quietly.

The villain was even looking at that photo, it was a graduation photo, a graduation photo of Huaiqi No. [-] Middle School.

Obviously this photo is not Chen Zitong's. Chen Zitong is still only a ten-year-old fourth grade pupil.

Before the villain could memorize everyone's faces on it, he put a hand into his pocket and covered the photo.

Chen Zitong was very nervous, his legs were shaking.

After waiting for the bus at the station, Chen Zitong went straight up and sat at the last window seat.

"That photo." Wu Jin followed Yin Yuming and the others to a certain community, it is said that this is the residence arranged by the Bureau of Abnormalities here.

"What?" Yin Yinming and the others looked at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin's voice was quite sudden, and everyone didn't react.

"That photo is not right." Wu Jin described the state of the person in that photo.

It was a graduation photo, and everyone was sitting together, but everyone in the photo was terrified.Three of them were dead.

Yes, the dead people in the photo.

Two men and one woman, the two boys sat quietly on the chairs, their heads disappeared, and there were bloodstains on their necks.

The girl's face was pale and gray, and there were no pupils in her eyes.

The students around them reacted the most, with distorted expressions, as if they were frightened by this underworld scene.

After Wu Jin finished speaking, she slowly asked while looking into the eyes of the other four: "Generally, graduation photos are not taken like this, right?"

"Anyway, I've never photographed something so distinctive." Qin Lulu continued, and after she finished speaking, she thought about it again: "Isn't that kid scared?"

"No." Wu Jin was sure, "Perhaps this photo is normal for that child."

After Wu Jin finished speaking, he let out an ah.

"What's wrong?" Yin Yinming saw Wu Jin's expression as if he was watching a show.

"Something came up." Wu Jin stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, "He covered his face, I don't know if it's my coworker, but no matter if it is, he is definitely not human."

Qin Lulu and the others became vigilant.

Yin Yinming was emotionally stable: "What does that guy want to do?"

"He wanted to gouge out the child's eyes." Wu Jin said in a flat tone but quite horrified, "His hands are shaking, maybe he wanted to button his eyes and thought his hands were itchy."

on the bus.

The man wearing a mask and peaked cap swiped his card to get in the car, and then he took the last shot naturally, next to Chen Zitong.

The man's hand was somewhat deformed, and the palm was covered with calluses.The four fingers of his left hand were close together, bent, shaking convulsively.

An old man sitting in front of them looked in the direction of the man suspiciously.

"I have gout." The man seemed not used to being stared at by such eyes, and flinched.

The old man turned his head back again.

The man looked at Chen Zitong who was sitting beside him.

His hands were still shaking: "Someone is following you, Chen Zitong." The man suddenly spoke to Chen Zitong.

Chen Zitong trembled all over, and looked up at the strange man.

The man narrowed his eyes, but since he was wearing a mask, it was impossible to tell if he was smiling.

But no matter what, Chen Zitong only felt that this man made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Hee hee?" The little paper man hiding in his pocket froze for a very humane moment, then raised his round hand to take a look.

Its hands were stained with red blood, which overflowed from the photo.

Not much, the blood was mixed with Chen Zitong's sweat, and Chen Zitong didn't notice it.

The paper figurine huddled in a corner, squeezed together with a pile of candies, not daring to touch Chen Zitong's hand.

The little paper man tried his best to look, and suddenly found that the dead woman in the photo had also lost her head.

Only a dilapidated body was left, and the body fell to the ground, bleeding far away, and the expressions of the people around changed again, and they were fixed on the roar.

And those few drops of blood came from the woman in the photo.