How to Feed a Baby Zombie

In the early morning, Tao, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep for some reason. This was the third day since he was arrested, and he still hadn't found a chance to escape. Jiang and Huai seemed determined, and had no intention of letting him go back at all.

It can be known from Jiang and Huai's fragmentary language that they have known each other before, but Tao doesn't know any memories about him, so he doesn't understand his persistence at all.

The entrance of the villa was guarded by several bodyguards who took turns on duty 24 hours a day. Without Jiang Yuhuai's permission, even a fly would not be able to fly out.

In the past, Tao didn't know where he lived, and he had the mentality that he could go wherever he wanted. Except for the golden nanmu coffin, he had nothing to miss.But at some point since then, a change has quietly taken place in his heart.

He wanted to go home, where he had He Hanzhou, whirlwind, white roses, and his favorite blood soup.

After a long time, he realized that this kind of thing is called miss.

Once the longing grows, it is not easy to stop. Tao Zhizhi has the idea of ​​wanting to escape again. Under the long-term guidance of He Hanzhou, he has now learned to use his brain to think about problems.

He thought of the news he had read before. If a person was locked up and he couldn't escape, he would ask someone outside for help.

How should he ask for help?

Tao didn't know what to think for a long time, and suddenly remembered her phone and watch.After Jiang and Huai were taken away, they seemed to have been thrown into a closet in the living room next door.

Thinking of this, Tao couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately got up from the bed, walked lightly to the back of the door, put her ears on the door in a daze, and opened the door quietly after hearing no movement outside.

It's getting late now, everyone in Jiang's family is asleep, and there are a few small night lights in the corridor, so that someone can go to the toilet at night. Tao Buzhi, like a thief, waited and watched for a long time before quietly walking down the spiral staircase .

The light in the living room was not on, and looking at the pitch black, Tao didn't know that he had just walked down the last step, and before he had time to enter the living room to explore, he heard Jiang and Huai's cool voices coming from inside.

"Where do you want to go?"

Tao was startled, stopped abruptly, and was thinking about how to cover up, when the light in the living room was turned on, Jiang Yuhuai was wearing gray silk pajamas, leaning lazily on the sofa, with a glass of blood in front of them, When he opened his mouth, he could see blood on his fangs.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Tao Bubu, with anger in his eyes: "Want to escape again?"

In order to accompany Jiang Mo, Jiang Yuhuai seldom came here. These days, they came back here at night in order to watch Tao Buming.

Tao didn't know that he could faintly feel Jiang Yuhuai's anger. He knew that he had no ability to resist, twisted his white fingers together, blinked his eyes, and lied unskillfully: "I...I'm hungry."

This excuse is outrageous, as a zombie, how can you feel hungry.Jiang Yuhuai smirked, not interested in tearing him down, but instead put down the wine glass in his hand, got up, went to the kitchen, took out a bowl of pastries, pushed it in front of Tao Zhizhi and said, "Eat it."

Tao Wuwu picked up a piece of flower-shaped pastry, opened his mouth and took a bite, but still couldn't taste anything.

Jiang Yuhuai raised his eyes and asked, "Is it delicious? What does it taste like?"

Tao didn't know what to do, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Jiang Yuhuai stared at him fixedly, and after a while, sighed leisurely: "I forgot, you should be like me, you can't taste the taste, right?"

This is a fact, and Tao couldn't refute it somehow, so she had to put down the pastry in her hand, pursed her mouth and said nothing.

Jiang Yuhuai looked down and landed on the bitten piece of pastry, as if seeing something through it, murmured to himself: "This is your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake ever ,you forgot?"

Osmanthus cake?Tao didn't know that she hadn't been brought into Jiang and Huai's emotional circle, but instead thought of He Hanzhou at home, and a strange sour feeling spread in her heart.

He stood up suddenly, not afraid of Jiang and Huai's oppressive eyes, and emphasized again: "I want to go home."

Jiang Yuhuai's mood didn't fluctuate at all. They just looked at him calmly and asked suspiciously, "Isn't it good to stay here? Why do you have to go back?"

Even though she already had the answer in her heart, Tao didn't know how to express it, so she could only insist on emphasizing: "I want to go back." Jiang Yuhuai raised his eyes displeased, and the deep eyes seemed to hide the power of captivating people, " Is it because of He Hanzhou?"

"Yes." Tao didn't know how to tilt her head, and replied following his words.

Jiang Yuhuai's eyes darkened, and finally evoked a strange arc, "What if he disappears?"

Tao didn't know that her eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him in horror.

On the other hand, He Hanzhou fell into a depressed state. While he had an important case in hand, he still had to find a way to find someone. One can imagine the pressure.

Because Tao didn't know the special identity of the murderer zombie, He Hanzhou couldn't send people to search with great fanfare, but could only seek help from Fulin, pinning his hopes on his grandfather.

At the same time, he had to dial the number of Little Genius every few hours. Every time, hope was ignited during the few seconds of silence, and it was quietly annihilated after the unreachable female voice sounded.

At three o'clock in the morning, He Hanzhou searched outside alone to no avail, and drove the car back to the garage. When he walked to the door of his house, he looked at the dark room and stopped suddenly. Lit up a cigarette.

The lingering smog blurred the vision, and the street lamps in front blurred into hazy circles of light. He Hanzhou quietly looked at the mottled tree shadows, his vision condensed into a single point, until a cigarette burned out.

Opening the door of the house exhausted and turning on the light, he subconsciously called out, but got no response.Cyclone had long since hid in a corner and fell asleep, and the room was so quiet that it was disturbing.

He Hanzhou took off his police cap at the entrance, and slowly took off his police uniform jacket. When he passed the kitchen, he suddenly remembered that he didn't buy fresh duck blood today.

The moonlight tonight is very bright, covering the balcony with a layer of silver light. The white rose swayed in the evening wind, exuding a faint fragrance. If you look carefully, you can find that the flower buds that were half-closed before have now fully bloomed.

The snow-white petals are stained with a little night dew, layered upon layer, slightly rolled down, and sparkling under the moonlight.He Hanzhou walked over and stared at the flower pot, raised his hand and stroked the petals with his fingertips, feeling the smooth and moist delicate touch.

After a long time, he turned and left the balcony, closed the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and drew the curtains to cover the full moonlight.When he passed the living room, his gaze inadvertently glanced at the calendar on the wall, fixed on the date circled with a red pen, and was stunned for a while.

The white rose is in bloom and her birthday is approaching, but the little peach blossom is gone.

All of this would be meaningless without him.

In the early morning of the next day, not long after the morning sun rose, it was completely covered by the rolling dark clouds in the sky. He Hanzhou returned to the police force with dark circles under his eyes, intending to interrogate the drug dealers arrested yesterday.

These drug dealers are all desperadoes. They can predict their fate from the beginning of contact with this business, so no matter how hard the police beat them, they are unwilling to reveal anything.

He Hanzhou handed over the task of interrogation to Xu Yang. He observed everyone's expressions, judged their personalities from their words and meticulous movements, and then found out the person who was most likely to be beaten.

After one round of interrogation, He Hanzhou left one of the young prisoners behind for interrogation alone.

The corner of this man's mouth was also clenched tightly, he fooled a lot of people with what he shouldn't say, and he didn't want to mention a word of what he should say.He Hanzhou dealt with him patiently for a long time, and at the end of the conversation, he asked slowly: "Your wife just gave birth to a baby a while ago, right? I heard she is a cute girl?"

The drug dealer's face froze, his eyes flickered and he said, "What nonsense, I'm not married at all."

"Really?" He Hanzhou read out a name, and said unhurriedly: "I have had people spread the news that you have explained everything in the bureau, do you think the people behind you will let you go?" your child?"

A trace of panic flashed in the drug dealer's eyes, and his expression was a little loose. No one knew the cruelty of this business better than him.

He Hanzhou listed the key points for him one by one, and then seduced him step by step: "If you agree to cooperate, the police are absolutely capable of protecting your family."

The police learned from the information provided by the drug dealer that there will be an important transaction at the western port in the early hours of tomorrow night, and Z will be there in person at that time.For the police, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they can take advantage of this opportunity to wipe out Z's nest of drug dealers.

This operation is very important, and He Hanzhou must not make any omissions. Worried that Tao would not know, he forced himself to adjust his emotions and arrange troops in advance.

In the early morning of that day, the dark tide surged on the sea surface, and the night wind carried the waves and beat them on the reefs on the shore, making the sound of waves.As the sporadic light came up from the seaside, a cargo ship broke through the hazy night and appeared in a telescope on the shore.

"Attention, the target ship docks."

He Hanzhou led his team to ambush on the shore, locked the target gradually approaching the shore through the night vision goggles, clenched his pistol with both hands, and was ready to go.

Amidst the faint sound of water, the bow of the cargo ship cut through the current, slowly tilted towards the quiet port, and then docked steadily on the shore.He Hanzhou stared intently at the movement on the ship with bated breath, and when the time was right, he gave an order to the communicator next to his mouth.

"action."

On the other side of the coast, a private yacht was docked. Jiang and Huai casually put down the binoculars, raised their eyebrows and looked at Tao Bubu, and the corners of their mouths curled into a beautiful arc: "The show is about to begin."

Tao didn't know that she was tied to the chair and couldn't move. With a piece of cotton stuffed in her mouth, she made a muffled babbling sound.Under the guidance of Jiang Yuhuai, he stared at the beautiful eyes and moved to the cargo ship in the distance, mixed with panic and fear.

At a certain moment, several loud noises shook the sky, and the cargo ship burst into flames, and a series of chain phenomena caused by the explosion caused waves of waves on the sea.

Under the hostage of Jiang Yuhuai, Tao didn't know that the ship was blown to pieces, and his silent heart twitched suddenly, as if he had tasted heartache.

Is He Hanzhou on the boat?Will he die?

This question was locked in Tao's heart like a spell, dragging him into a bottomless abyss amidst bursts of roaring sounds.

Jiang Yuhuai's eyes were full of devouring flames. He was like a crazy artist, looking at his work with satisfaction, baring his fangs and laughing wildly: "Look, how fragile human beings are..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-1322:28:22~2021-08-1620:24:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: please don't abuse 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!