A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

I told Webster some information precautions and information classifications that Mr. Fisher gave me, and the old director listened attentively all the time.Although these materials are only for the purpose of sending Niyo and I over here smoothly, Mr. Fisher has done a good job of preparation, and these materials are quite authentic, and the possibility of revealing flaws is minimized.So I was just properly vigilant, not too nervous.

After I recounted the contents of the materials, Webster nodded and stored the materials in his own terminal, "Thank you for coming here for this purpose, I will take a look at it later, if you are sure there is no problem after reading it , I will trouble you to go back and tell old Felischer the result."

"No problem, please don't worry. Besides," I turned my head and pointed to Niyo, "this is Niyo, the recorder of the First Battalion of the Encirclement and Suppression Force. He just recorded some information with me two days ago. He wants to Learn more about some HLM virus researchers. I had a partner before, named Lunathan Hughes, who is also an experienced physician in the virus research field, he should be working here, right?"

"Oh! Lu Nathan, he is here." Webster thought for a while, and quickly nodded, "He is the leader of the second research team, and he hides in the laboratory every day and refuses to come out. It’s not that I asked someone to see it, I thought he was just fainted in the laboratory. Do you want to see him? I’ll let someone take you there, that guy really needs a proper rest, just in time for you to go Talking to him can also make him relax."

"Do you stay in the lab every day?" I raised my eyebrows slightly and asked.

"I'm here every day, I want to sleep so much that I don't want to leave!" Webster said, connected to the internal communication, and contacted Charles who had just brought us in.

Niyo's expression was a bit puzzled, and while Webster was explaining to Charles in the communication, he turned his puzzled eyes to me.I shook my head slightly, motioning for him to be calm, and to meet the person first.

"Charles will come to take you there soon. I will read the materials just now during the time you go to see him. I will probably be able to read them when you come back after chatting with him." After hanging up the communication , Webster said to us, "You don't have to worry too much, it should be fine if you can go back to have dinner, right?"

"No problem." I replied with a smile.

After two or three minutes, Charles knocked on the office door again, took us out, and after closing the office door, asked enthusiastically: "I heard that you are going to find that guy Lunason ?”

"Yes! Are you familiar with him?" Except in the office, Niyo was no longer restrained, and asked equally enthusiastically, "I'm very interested in him."

"I'm not very familiar with him. To be honest, in the entire institute, no one is very familiar with him." Charles shrugged, walked forward, and said as he walked, "He's just a weirdo." Fetus, when he first came to the institute, he was fine. He worked, ate and rested normally, and we could talk to us. But since he showed his working ability and had his own independent laboratory, It's getting weirder and weirder. He won't eat with us every meal time, at most he will show up to take away the lunch box, he won't go back to his room to sleep at night, and he won't participate in our group discussions anymore—although he is a member of the group The team leader, but it felt like he was out of their team, walking alone, hiding in his little room all day and night, not knowing what he was doing."

I frowned slightly, and Niyo also felt quite strange, and asked again: "Then, don't your directors care about him? There is no teamwork spirit, and it is actually not very good in virus research, right? Can't share experience or something? , wouldn’t it also take longer in time?”

"It should be like this, but every time the director assigns him a task, he can perfectly complete it, and the progress of the research does not seem to be slower than ours." Charles also seemed very puzzled, "It has been like this for a long time , even though we had some complaints at the beginning, even the director later could only think that he was concentrating on research in the laboratory and didn't like to be disturbed by others. After all, it's not too abnormal to insist on speaking, isn't it? Great scientists and researchers are generally eccentrics."

"It's really weird." Niyo nodded in agreement, then turned around and gave me a silent, strange smile, "It's very scary."

I smiled and shook my head, ignoring his small gestures, thinking about the information they had just had in their conversation.Just as I was thinking about it, I felt Gerald's hand tightened suddenly. I froze for a moment, stopped and looked back at him.

He also stopped walking, holding me tightly with his left hand, looking to the right, his expression looked very cold, and his eyes became more concentrated and sharper than before.He stared intently in that direction, looking like a cheetah ready to ambush.I looked down and he was holding my hand tightly. The muscles on the back of the hand and the exposed forearm were tense. He seemed to be on guard for something, as if all the nerves in his body They were all pulled to become sensitive.

It's been a long time since I've seen his expression like this. The last time he was in this state was the day I followed Carrie Miville out of the research institute, and the consequences of Deb and the others entering the isolation room without authorization.His eyes seemed to show signs of transformation again, the skin around the eye sockets began to become transparent and fragile, and his face became a little paler, which was indeed a symbol of the extreme concentration of the vicious virus infected person.

Surprised and confused, I simply turned around and followed his gaze to the direction he was looking at.

We were standing at an intersection in the corridor, coming from the road leading to the director's office, and Charles was going to take us straight ahead, but Gerald stopped at this intersection and looked to the right way.We didn't seem to take this road when we first came, so Gerald was on his way to the director's office, and there was nothing unusual.If there is no abnormality here, it is impossible for him to have this reaction suddenly, which also made me instantly highly alert.But this aisle is not a straight corridor, it bends to the right rear of us, so from our angle, it is impossible to see the scene at the end of the corridor, at most we can only see the corner of this corridor Decorative vases and paintings.

"What's the matter?" Noticing that we stopped, Charles asked suspiciously over his shoulder.

"Nothing." I smiled apologetically at him, "Excuse me, please wait a moment, I have something to say to this gentleman."

"Okay, that's okay." Charles nodded and stood there waiting, while Niyo seemed to have noticed the anomaly on our side, so he diverted Charles' attention very cooperatively, and continued to have a good time with him Discuss interesting topics.

Seeing that they didn't pay attention to this side, I took a step back, turned to Gerald's side, squeezed his chin lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything over there?"

Gerald turned his gaze to look at me, blinked his eyes, his body seemed to relax a bit, and the hand that was holding me was no longer so tight, but the faint traces around his eye sockets still did not disappear, as before. It was blue and white, and the pupils were also a little abnormal.

I frowned to observe his changes, and after confirming that he didn't have too much emotional fluctuations and would not suddenly lose control, I turned my back to Niyo and Charles, and gently stroked his side face a few times, "Don't be nervous, Whatever is there over there is not going to hurt you now."

Under my comfort, he seemed to have recovered gradually. After staring at me blankly for a while, he turned his gaze back to the direction of the corridor, and said clearly, "Over there."

"Over there?" I glanced vaguely at the direction of the corridor and asked, "What's wrong over there?"

"Over there." Gerald stared closely at the same direction, and repeated it again, still the same word, but there was no way to tell me more information.

I fell silent and looked at the situation with Niyo and Charles.Although Charles hasn't noticed the situation here yet, if we don't leave, he will definitely come over and ask. If he discovers Gerald's abnormality, things will be troublesome.

I patted Gerald's side face, and softly comforted: "We need to meet someone first, if you want to go over there to see what is there, we will come back later, and I will take you there again, okay ?"

Gerald put his eyes back on me again, seeing that I didn't speak, and the tense muscles in my body slowly recovered.

"Let's go?" I asked again.

He looked at me, still holding my hand, and nodded slowly.

I was slightly relieved, turned around and still grabbed him with my hands behind my back as before, walked a few steps forward, and said to Charles: "We're done talking, sorry to keep you waiting all of a sudden."

"It's okay," Charles shook his head with a smile, "You must have something to talk about, I can understand. What's more, talking to Niyo is very fun, he is an interesting person."

"Thank you for the compliment." Niyo grinned, but looked over with questioning eyes after Charles turned around and started walking again.

"Let's go to Hughes first, we can find a chance to come back later." I turned the volume down to the minimum and whispered to him.

Niyo seemed to be full of doubts, but he nodded in understanding, turned around and followed Charles' pace.