On killing the protagonist

The first time he returned to his room, Ye Qiu took out a bottle of safflower oil from his backpack, and said to Ye Hanjiang, "Xiao Jiu, take off your clothes, and I'll rub them for you!"

Ye Hanjiang touched his lower back, and sure enough, there was a burst of acupuncture-like pain. Cui Jiabao's push was not small, and his waist should have been purple.

Considering that in this world full of crises, Ye Hanjiang didn't have to refuse. He nodded and nestled on the sofa, turning his back to Ye Qiu and opened the corner of his shirt.

A pair of warm hands covered it, and there seemed to be calluses between the palms.

This is not Ye Qiu's hand!

Ye Hanjiang turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Ye Qiu standing at the dining table a few meters away with a dazed expression on his face.

Turning his gaze to his back, he saw that Zeno was lowering his head, holding the medicine bottle in his left hand, and covering his side and waist with his right hand, and was very earnestly rubbing away his bruises.

From this angle, one can just see his thick and curled eyelashes, like a small fan, casting two fan-shaped shadows on the eyelids.

Every slight tremor was like a feather, gently sweeping over Ye Hanjiang's heart.

There was a strong contrast between the silence in the room and Ye Hanjiang's beating heartbeat, which made Ye Hanjiang a little unaccustomed to it.

He turned slightly and was about to speak, but Zeno spoke first.

"do not move."

These two words seemed to be enchanted by him, Ye Hanjiang really froze in place, and let him move without moving.

The atmosphere suddenly turned pink, and Zeno's hands were very strong, and after ten minutes of kneading, he stopped and said, "Okay."

Ye Hanjiang blushed and said 'thank you' to him, and Qinuo replied bluntly, raised his hand and threw the safflower oil back to Ye Qiu, got up and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Ye Hanjiang suddenly grabbed his hand and pushed him onto the sofa to sit down.

He brought the medicine kit from Ye Qiu, and gently lifted up Zeno's left sleeve, and sure enough, he saw blood oozing from the incision cut in the afternoon.

Fortunately, the wound was not very deep. After confirming that there was no need for stitches, Ye Hanjiang washed the wound cleanly, cleaned the wound surface, applied medicine, disinfected it, and finally wrapped the wound carefully with gauze.

While fixing the gauze with a tape, he asked: "Next time, don't be so stupid, cut yourself to attract zombies, what if you get infected?"

Seeing the whirling hair in front of him, Zeno was stunned for a long time, and only after a long time did he reply with the word "Yes".

When Ye Hanjiang put down his sleeves for him and said yes, Qinuo said thank you, got up and walked out the door.

No one noticed that the tips of his ears hidden in the black hair quietly blushed.

In the silent city, the air raid sirens still sounded on time in the early morning.

Ye Hanjiang and the others stood in the dark corridor, quietly waiting for the accident to happen.

There was a roaring sound from the top of the head, and everyone looked up, and sure enough, they saw zombies filling the entire corridor on the fifth floor.

At this moment, the screams of zombies came from under their feet. Through the moonlight, they saw that the zombies who had been guarding the door suddenly broke through the barrier of the door and rushed into the hall howling.

The stairs under their feet trembled violently. Under the flashlights of everyone in the tour group, they clearly saw the zombies howling and rushing up the stairs.

Cui Jiabao looked at the other people motionless, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't we going to run?"

Ye Hanjiang stood quietly at the stairs on the second floor, as if he didn't hear his question.

He didn't move, and the rest of the people didn't dare to move. Cui Jiabao was afraid that something might happen if he slipped away privately, so he could only stand there together.

Not long after, those terrifying zombies came before everyone.

Unexpectedly, these zombies stopped on the stairs before reaching the first floor and heading to the corridor on the second floor.

This situation was exactly the same as at the gate before, as if there was an enchantment blocking the zombies before the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, making it impossible for them to take another half step.

Ye Hanjiang looked up at the fifth floor. The zombies there also stopped in front of the stairs on the fourth floor. He couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief. It seemed that his previous estimation was correct, and these zombies also appeared according to certain rules.

As soon as the danger alert was lifted, everyone gathered around, looking at this scene in amazement.

No one noticed that a hand quietly appeared behind Ye Hanjiang.

Cui Jiabao's inner balance kept swinging from side to side, he thought to himself: Zhang Yuan is right, Ye Hanjiang's analysis ability is really against the sky, once he gets out of this city alive, then the cause of Qu Ying's death will definitely be different. Exposed to the public, Wang Ting, as a witness, has already been dealt with by herself. Now, as long as she pushes so lightly, the last threat will disappear from the world.

After thinking through all the powerful relationships, he finally made up his mind, stepped forward, closed his eyes and pushed hard.

The expected weight did not appear, replaced by the feeling of empty hands, Cui Jiabao opened his eyes in horror.

At this moment, Cui Jiabao only felt that something hit his knee socket, and his whole right leg went numb for a while. Under the inertial force of pushing hard, he lost his balance and fell forward quickly.

"what!!!"

With a scream, he fell directly into the pile of zombies.

"Cui Jiabao!"

Everyone on the stairs was shocked, but in the blink of an eye, why did he rush into the pile of zombies by himself?

"Help me! I don't want to die, ah!!!" Cui Jiabao desperately waved for help, but in the situation surrounded by thousands of corpses, no one dared to take the risk to save him.

Everyone looked at Zeno, only to see him shaking his head calmly: "It's hopeless."

The shouting behind him suddenly stopped, everyone turned their heads and saw a sharp claw piercing Cui Jiabao's chest, he spit out a big mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand, stared at everyone and said the last words: "help me…"

The zombies swarmed up, and soon his body disappeared from everyone's sight, only the creepy chewing sound sounded in his ears.

"Kacha...Kacha..."

At 12:17 a.m. on the fifth day after arriving in Stone, Cui Jiabao died.

The scythe of death hangs over everyone's head like a dark cloud.

In the early morning of the fifth day, without being reminded by others, everyone appeared in the hall just after eight o'clock in the morning, even the injured Hu Yueshan was no exception.

Probably seeing that he hadn't mutated for so many days, Zhang Yuan and his group didn't express any objection to his participation in this operation, but unconsciously distanced themselves from them.

Ye Hanjiang and the others checked the map in advance, and found that the place where they lived in Haiyang was far away, about an hour's drive away.

Fortunately, the TV station happened to be in the same direction. They could go to the TV station to confirm the information before going to Yu Haiyang's home.

Probably God couldn't stand it anymore. The tour group, which had been unlucky for several days, finally ushered in a rare piece of good news.

The nearby garrison replied to them, saying that they had received the information. After research, the superior leaders decided that they would send troops to rescue them the day after tomorrow at the latest, and asked them to wait at ease.

The news finally gave the frustrated crowd a shot in the arm.

Ye Hanjiang and the others drove all the way to the Shuyuan community where Yu Haiyang lived.

This is an old-fashioned residential building, but to everyone's surprise, Yu Haiyang's house turned out to be a basement.

After going down the stairs, there was a very long corridor like an aisle. Ye Qiu shone around with a flashlight, but the light from the flashlight couldn't reach the end of the corridor.

Zhang Yuan found a wooden stick from nowhere, passed it through the ring of the old-fashioned padlock, bent it lightly, and heard a click, and the door was unlocked.

Everyone rushed in, only to find that this room is very small, less than twenty square meters, and there are tables and various movable whiteboards inside. What shocked Ye Hanjiang and the others most was that the side facing the door On the wall, a wall full of photos was stapled with thumbtacks.

Ye Hanjiang took a quick glance, and found that most of them were secretly photographed, and there were many strangers, and the notes beside them were all leaders of a certain department.

"Come and see." Ye Qiu stood at the door of the house, and suddenly greeted everyone.

Ye Hanjiang took a closer look and saw that Ye Qiu was shining a flashlight on a whiteboard. There were many materials on the whiteboard, but only the center was empty with a strange pattern.

"Which country's characters are these?" Ding Huimin frowned and looked at the whiteboard: "It's written like ghostly symbols, who can recognize it?"

Zeno glanced at it and said, "It's not words."

Ye Hanjiang nodded: "Zino is right, it is indeed not words."

"What else can it be if it's not words?" Ye Qiu asked doubtfully.

"It's an icon." Ye Hanjiang replied affirmatively.

"Then what does this icon mean?" Zhou Guolin asked curiously.

Ye Hanjiang signaled Ye Qiu to step on the stool, put the flashlight where the light was originally, and shook his head, "I don't know, it just represents a coordinate, a coordinate point where information is left."

Seeing other people's puzzled expressions, he explained: "If it is an ordinary direction-guiding icon, anyone who has studied cryptography can basically guess the general meaning."

While observing the light from the flashlight, he said: "If we have information that we want to hide and leave for specific people, if we still use ordinary marks, we will not be able to fool the enemy."

"So someone invented the double mark, which is the first mark, and it guides us to find the second mark, which is near here."

"In this way, even if the enemy finds this icon, they don't know what the icon represents."

As he said that, he pointed to the cross on the pattern: "This is the orientation, using the light and changes in the surrounding environment, it indicates..."

Pointing to the middle of the two whiteboards, he said: "This direction, and the Roman characters below indicate the distance, and the number three indicates the measurement by footwork. There are seven steps in total."

Zhou Guolin was surprised: "Then how do you know what each symbol on this pattern represents?"

Before Ye Hanjiang opened his mouth, Zi Nuo took the lead to answer everyone's doubts: "That diary."

Ye Hanjiang smiled: "That's right, it's that diary."

He explained the reason slowly: "Zao Zui once mentioned in his diary that he and Yu Haiyang are very interested in codes and ancient languages, and they created a code together that only they know."

Saying that, Ye Hanjiang scanned around the room, and his eyes stayed on the whiteboard near the door: "Zino, can you pass me the pen on the whiteboard behind you?"

Qi Nuo handed over the pen according to his words, Ye Hanjiang took the pen, walked seven steps towards the whiteboard, and stopped.

He raised his hand and pressed lightly on the pen cap twice, the tip of the pen suddenly lit up with red light, followed him to shine on the ground, and black characters appeared under the red light.

Zeno wondered, "Isn't it a highlighter?"

Ye Hanjiang looked at the writing on the ground and nodded: "This is a frequency spectrum pen. Different lights have different frequencies, just like password communication."

"If it's a highlighter, any violet or ultraviolet light can be found, but the frequency spectrum pen is different, and each frequency corresponds to only one spectrum."

"Use another spectrum to illuminate the ground here, and you will find that there is nothing. Only with the right spectrum can you see these traces."

As he spoke, he moved the spectrum pen directly above the text.

The moment Ye Hanjiang saw the words clearly on the ground, Ye Hanjiang had a rare expression of surprise.