When Zhou Ze and the Taoist priest walked out of the hospital, Bai Yingying happened to come over in a taxi. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white sweatshirt, and looked very young and beautiful.
Although she has been sleeping for two hundred years, her age still remains at 28.
"Boss." Bai Yingying greeted Zhou Ze across the street.
"So wild ones are more likely to cause trouble." The old Taoist sniffed, looked at Bai Yingying who was walking across the street, and sighed: "The domesticated ones are more sensible."
Now things are very clear. The murderer behind the scenes is most likely a zombie, and there happens to be a domesticated zombie in the bookstore, and that is Bai Yingying.
The old Taoist has personally seen Bai Yingying in charge of cleaning and greeting guests. After finishing her work, she even had to sleep with the boss. She is truly the most dedicated employee of the new era and new century.
"Boss, is the matter serious?" Bai Yingying came over and asked. She knew that if the matter was not difficult to a certain extent, the boss would not have called her over specifically.
Zhou Ze looked at the old Taoist and said, "Tell her about the situation." Then, Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to stop a taxi and everyone got in together.
The car drove to the villa area, and the three got out and walked directly to the villa where Wang Ke was.
After ringing the doorbell, Wang Ke soon opened the door and made a "please" gesture to Zhou Ze and others.
"The soup will be ready soon. Let's drink some together. We can't neglect our health even if we are busy with work."
"I agree with what you said, sir."
The old Taoist couldn't help being overjoyed. He had only eaten half of his midnight snack when he had to pay the bill and ran back to the hospital with Zhou Ze. In fact, he was not completely full yet.
Everyone sat down in the living room. Wang Ke came over with a tray carrying four bowls of meat soup. He placed a bowl in front of Zhou Ze, the old Taoist priest, and Bai Yingying, and he also held a bowl.
The broth was very pure, sprinkled with chopped green onions and one or two drops of sesame oil on top. There were two or three pieces of meat in each bowl. The Taoist priest didn't hesitate to pick it up and started eating it directly, enjoying it very much.
Watching the old Taoist holding the bowl and drinking the soup in big gulps, Zhou Ze sat beside him and shook his head slightly. Somehow, he felt nauseous in his heart. The soup in front of him was obviously not touched at all, but the nausea was extremely strong.
Bai Yingying didn't eat anything and didn't touch the soup in front of her.
“Ha, it’s awesome!”
The old Taoist wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and seeing that Zhou Ze didn't move his chopsticks, he said with some surprise:
"Boss, drink something to warm yourself up."
"I'm not hungry, you eat." Zhou Ze said.
"That's embarrassing." The old Taoist refused.
"Eat it, don't waste it."
As he spoke, Zhou Ze also brought the bowl of meat soup that was originally placed in front of Bai Yingying to the old Taoist.
"Haha, I'll be honored to accept your invitation. Mr. Wang's cooking skills are truly amazing."
The old Taoist continued to eat with relish.
Zhou Ze felt that he couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stood up and looked at Wang Ke, "Let's talk about the case."
Wang Ke nodded, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, stood up and motioned Zhou Ze to follow him into the study.
There are a lot of information on the desk in the study.
"Here, these are the photos that were just sent to us. The bodies that were dissected were fine, but some of the bodies that were not dissected in time had abnormal changes. The bodies turned into pus and showed some emergency reactions that dead people could not have.
For example, someone suddenly sat up on the stretcher, and someone heard footsteps coming from inside. When I received these messages, I immediately thought of you. "
Wang Ke placed a stack of photos in front of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze asked while flipping through the photos:
"Any other clues?"
Zhou Ze knew everything about the photos, as he had just experienced it himself.
"The police investigated the identities of all the deceased and found no big surprises. The deceased were basically people with ties to the hospital. Therefore, the police believed that this was a vendetta and the murderer did such a cruel thing for revenge.
Now the police have locked their sights on the suspects who have medical disputes with this hospital. However, this matter is really surprising. This hospital has not been investigated. Moreover, such a serious and vicious incident has occurred. Some things simply cannot be concealed.
Gambling, a game that uses human life as a gamble, this is really shocking."
Wang Ke reached out to adjust the frame of his glasses and began to turn the pen in his hand.
"What else?" Zhou Ze continued to ask.
So far, all the information Wang Ke got was known to himself.
"No, if we want to identify the murderer, we must first eradicate the entire underground black industry chain, and then investigate those who lost money in gambling, including local or provincial gamblers. In addition, the families of those who were sent there as gambling tools are also key suspects.
As a result, there are really too many suspects at the moment, and the investigation is very difficult and time-consuming. I am still waiting for more specific news."
Zhou Ze became a little impatient. He stood up and prepared to leave. The information provided by Wang Ke was of no value to him.
"Don't go, sit for a while."
Wang Ke tried to persuade him to stay.
"Have some more soup."
"Then there's really nothing to talk about." Zhou Ze said.
If you mention drinking soup again I won't leave.
"Actually, there is one more thing, something the police didn't find out but I did."
Wang Ke leaned back and looked at Zhou Ze. His eyes were hidden behind his glasses and looked a little deep. "But I'm afraid you misunderstood me."
"You don't have to tell me."
Zhou Ze did not ask any further questions. To be honest, he could take care of this matter or not. He was just a ghost messenger, not the Taoist priest on Mount Longhu. He did not have much sentiment to save the world.
Wild zombies, in theory, are not under Zhou Ze's jurisdiction, unless that zombie is full and wants to attack the Midnight Bookstore.
Otherwise, he could just eat and sleep in the bookstore.
Moreover, even if that zombie really went crazy and came to the bookstore on its own initiative, with myself, Bai Yingying and Miss Tang here, it would probably be that zombie that would be the one to suffer in the end.
"I'll tell you anyway."
Wang Ke took out another photo from the drawer, turned it around, and placed it in front of Zhou Ze.
The background of the photo was the doorplate of a hospital, the hospital where the accident happened. Zhou Ze also saw the familiar big clock behind the photo.
“There are a total of 17 people in the photo, including four security guards, four nurses, three doctors, and two administrative staff. There are four people standing in the front.
The two in the middle are the hospital's investors and the other is a person in charge of the gambling platform. The one on the far left is a famous old doctor in Tongcheng who has retired.
In the hospital death incident, four security guards, four nurses, three doctors and two administrators died on the same day.
However, two of the four people in the front row died one week ago.
For example, the investor of this hospital was involved in a car accident a week ago, and this old doctor was found dead at home three days ago.
Just got the news that the boss of this gambling platform died on his way tonight... "
Wang Ke sighed as he spoke.
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, placed it on the photo, and then gently pushed away Wang Ke's index finger that was pressing on the photo.
"I'm curious, is this fourth person still alive?"
Wang Ke slowly moved his fingers away, and the face of the fourth person that had been covered by his fingers was revealed.
A very familiar face.
It’s Wang Ke’s face!
Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at Wang Ke.
Wang Ke spread his hands and said, "Please be patient and listen to my explanation."
"It's quite unexpected." Zhou Ze lit a cigarette.
"Don't jump to conclusions. This matter really has nothing to do with me. This boss was in the same dormitory with me in college. He said he had opened a clinic and invited me to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony. There was no way I would not give him face. In fact, my status is the same as that of the old doctor. I just came to support the occasion that day.
I really don’t know what they did, such as gambling with human lives. After the hospital opened, I never went to it again, nor did I get any benefits from it. I have nothing to do with this matter.”
Wang Ke looked at Zhou Ze.
"In fact, it is hard to imagine how lucrative this black industry chain is. Even if you scrape out a thin layer of profit, it is still a huge sum.
If I really got involved, would I still worry about money for the development of my psychological research firm
Last time, you could see that I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot about Mr. Zheng's daughter's incident. I was short of money, and if I got involved in this matter, would I still need to run around for Mr. Zheng and be his grandson?"
What Wang Ke said makes a lot of sense.
Because it is impossible for him to predict what is going to happen now and then start acting in front of Zhou Ze in the past.
"So, calling me here to review this case and show me the evidence was just a cover?" Zhou Ze blew out a smoke ring, then shook off the ashes, watching the ashes fall on the carpet in the study, and said slowly:
"Your real purpose is actually that you are afraid of death and want me to protect you?"
"Don't speak so badly of my brother." Wang Ke took off his gold-rimmed glasses, rubbed his brows, and said, "The psychological profile I made and the portrait I copied really look like you.
I came to you to confess to you, because I think you might have killed those people, and your identity... well, I know that too.
If it were you, wouldn't it be easier if I called you over?"
Zhou Ze shook his head, "I'm not that free."
"If it weren't for you, I might have died tonight or tomorrow." Wang Ke shook his head helplessly.
"I'll stay until tomorrow, and you'd better pray that the murderer comes looking for you tonight."
The implication is,
It's too late to wait.
It is impossible for Zhou Ze to be Wang Ke's personal bodyguard.
"Where are your wife and daughter?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I asked them to rest upstairs early. I didn't want to disturb her. Fortunately, the murderer is only killing the people in the photo and doesn't show any intention of killing the whole family."
Zhou Ze heard this and nodded.
Walking out of the study, Zhou Ze saw the Taoist priest had finished all three bowls of meat soup on the coffee table, and was leaning on the sofa, rubbing his stomach with great satisfaction.
"Is it delicious?" asked Wang Kewen.
"It's delicious. The cooking skills are amazing. The meat is also very fragrant." The old Taoist exclaimed.
"Haha, this is the fresh pork my wife bought from the farmer today."
“That’s thoughtful.” The old Taoist licked his lips.
"There's still some in the pot. I'll heat it up later."
"That's great." The old Taoist obviously hadn't eaten enough. He would continue eating after digesting the food.
At this time, a woman's voice came from upstairs:
"Dear, are there visitors?"
"Well, you continue to rest."
"Okay, dear, you should finish your work and rest early. I will clean up the kitchen tomorrow."
The woman finished her words standing at the corner of the stairs, then turned and walked back into the bedroom;
She lay down on the bed, which was a big red bed. It looked very festive, but of course, also a little rustic.
Nowadays, there are very few families who use such bright red bed sheets, even in rural areas.
and,
On the edge of the sheets,
There are still drops of scarlet,
Is dripping down,
Under the bed, it formed a pool.
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock…