doomsday seclusion

That's not a big deal, it's just a medical device procurement case worth tens of millions of dollars, and it hasn't been signed yet, so it doesn't deserve too much attention.

Looking further down, the seven drawers of the desk are either closed or open, only the bottom left and right bottom two drawers are locked.The drawer that can be opened contains nothing essential, while in the locked drawer, various plans and budgets for the next year are placed in the lower left, while the lower right is obviously locked more hastily, and unknown documents are exposed in the gap corner of .

It didn't take much effort to open it, but what was inside shocked me.

One agreement after another exposed the unknown ugliness, all of which were evidence of women who could not afford the medical expenses of themselves or their families selling their bodies to repay debts. Most of these women were between the ages of teens and 30, and the youngest Some of them are even only 12 years old!

Even though I am indifferent to most things, I can't help being aroused. These are indisputable ironclad evidence, which thoroughly exposed the hypocrisy of the hospital. be deceived.If it weren't for the end of the world and the collapse of order, one can imagine how big waves will be stirred up after these data are made public.

It is a pity that the morals of the world have changed, and now the strong are respected, right and wrong are measured by force, crimes before the end of the world are zeroed by default, unless the parties are investigated, how can law enforcement agencies stand up for them?Besides, after the end of the world, there are too few people who survived. No matter the perpetrator or the victim, as long as one party dies or becomes a zombie, the grievances and grievances will be wiped out, so how can we pursue them?

Whether the director of the hospital and these poor women are still alive, I don’t know, I just hope that good and evil will be rewarded, don’t let this kind of hypocrite continue to live in the world, even if they are alive, there will be women who have become supernatural beings to take revenge, Let the wicked be brought to justice.

Keeping the looks of those women in mind, I finally put the agreement back in the drawer.I am not cold-blooded, but there is really no way to help me with such a favor.In this end-time where survival is difficult, so what if this malignant tumor is punctured?People are still fighting zombies to survive, stealing and robbing for food and clothing, or abandoning chastity and face for backing. Every day, human nature is deteriorating. A few words of swearing, how many waves can it stir up besides that?

All I can do is keep the truth in my heart.For the sake of being poor people, if we meet in the future, I will help according to the situation, that's all.

Close the drawer, I did not lock it, no matter whether someone will find these agreements in the future, whether they choose to expose or hide, everything will be decided by fate.

Then, I started looking for a safe.

The reason for being so sure is because the mess here is too unreasonable.

The door is securely locked, so the possibility of intrusion by outsiders can be ruled out. The people who came back here to pack up their belongings after the mutation should be acquaintances, and judging from the fact that the agreement was randomly stuffed into the drawer and locked, it is very important. Possibly the Dean himself.

The thing that allows the head of a hospital to risk his life back to clean up when it is full of zombies should be more than a simple agreement. If it is not taken away, it may be stored in a safer place.There is no safe in the dean's room, and passers-by probably won't believe it.

It took a little while, and I eventually found a lounge behind the mobile bookcase, which had everything, even more than I expected.In addition to hiding gold bars and safes with special files, I also found Qiankun in the two-meter-high double-door wardrobe in the corner.

If it weren't for the faint shoe prints printed on the inner cabinet, I wouldn't have noticed the difference.Pressing down on the file temporarily, after a while of groping, I accidentally opened the back panel, revealing the elevator door behind.

Sure enough, there are ghosts.

It seems that there is another power supply system, and the elevator is still working at this moment, and it is stopping at the [-]th floor underground.I'm sure this is a "non-existent floor". In the eyes of ordinary people, the deepest floor of the hospital is the mortuary on the fourth basement floor.

There is a number lock next to the elevator, waiting for the user's input. I tried to skip and press the "Down" button directly, but there was no response. After thinking about it, I exchanged black iron powder, sprinkled it evenly on the number keys, and then Gently sweep away with a soft brush to reveal fingerprints on it.

The fingerprints are distributed in four numbers. I was lucky. After trying a few combinations, the panel displayed the words "Verified". sounded.

After the elevator arrived, the inner and outer doors slowly opened. In order to prevent the zombies from entering, I pushed the bookcase door back to its original position before stepping into the elevator. Since I didn't know what the situation was like underneath, I exchanged the extra money to be on the safe side. Guns equipped with silencers are used for self-defense.

The elevator moves quietly and quickly, and it arrives in about 1 minute.As the door opened, the light also poured in, and I stood sideways against the floor button to prevent sudden attacks.

Maybe I saw some movement in the elevator. Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps approaching from a distance, followed by a young and unfamiliar voice.

"Thank God, the delivery of food finally came... What's the matter with you, this time it's three days late, the teacher asked me several times..." The voice of complaining stopped abruptly when I saw the gun in my hand.

The muzzle of the swarthy gun pointed straight at him, and I said expressionlessly, "Quiet."

The other party nodded in horror.

I looked around, and there was a long corridor outside the elevator. Rows of abstract art paintings were hung on the concrete wall on the left, and glass windows one meter square were opened on the wall on the right.I stepped out of the elevator and looked down through the glass window, and the scene of the entire floor was beyond doubt.

The cold place, the sophisticated instruments, the white hangings coming and going... The familiar feeling made me feel disgusted again.

"What is this place?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes widened: "You, you are not..."

"Answer my question." I loaded the gun directly.

"I said, I said!" He broke out in a cold sweat, "This is the research institute..."

"If you don't want to make a hole in your body, don't try to procrastinate." I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, "What are you studying?"

"Research...this..." He hesitated inexplicably.

With a "chick", there was a smoking hole at his feet.

The bullets passing through the muffler didn't make too much noise, but it was enough to deter this timid rookie.