Dictatorship of all kinds of dissatisfaction [last days]

It was the end of summer at the end of August. Although the trip lasted for more than half a month, the clothes were thin, so there was not much luggage to pack. A backpack emptied the house.

Outside the ancient city is the famous snow mountain in the southwest. Many backpackers come here for mountaineering, so there is a street in the west that sells mountaineering equipment.

Meng Shaoqing looked through her wallet to see that the sky was bright, so she put on her backpack and went downstairs. Most of the people doing business here are aborigines, and most of them are in front shops and back streets. Maybe they can knock on the door of a certain shop to buy some equipment. .

When I reached the first floor, I was caught by a girl with loose hair in a suspender dress, "Hey! Are you leaving? The police haven't arrived yet, so we can't leave, right?"

Meng Shaoqing glanced at her, and she took the initiative to spread around like this when a bizarre murder happened. I don't know if she has a sense of justice or is stupid, but now I don't have time to pester her, so I waved her arm away, "I just went out to do some shopping, and I'll be back after breakfast."

The girl insisted on stopping him and wanted to say something, but was frightened by Meng Shaoqing's eyes, and muttered, "It's good for you to prove your innocence."

"The murderer is still locked in the house. What do I need to be innocent as a bystander?" Meng Shaoqing was speechless at her logic, and didn't want to have a conflict with her when everyone was nervous. There was nothing wrong with being misunderstood, so I simply threw my backpack into the cabinet behind the counter of the proprietress, pulled out the card in my wallet, "I'm in a hurry to buy something, so leave all my luggage here, okay?" She shook her hand and left.

The girl twirled her fingertips speechlessly. The temperature on this man's arm was so high, as if it was the one who said he had a fever yesterday.

He ran to West Street almost at a trot speed, and the rolling gates of the whole street were closed. It was only after five o'clock in the morning, and there were no shops open at all.

Meng Shaoqing walked back and forth, chose a door with a smell coming from the courtyard wall, and knocked urgently.

Soon the shopkeeper cursed irritably, "It's early in the morning!"

Meng Shaoqing had already changed into a well-behaved expression and stood up with a smile on her face. As soon as the door was raised, she bowed and bent over, "Boss, I'm sorry to disturb you. I will start climbing with my partner soon, and I need equipment urgently. I see that there are voices in your yard." I knocked, you forgive me."

Although it's annoying, there is no reason to refuse a business early in the morning. The shopkeeper looked Meng Shaoqing up and down, and his expression improved a little, "You look good, you have thin arms and legs, It is only safe to have a good set of equipment. It is also your luck that you knocked on my door. In terms of the quality of the goods, there is no one more real than me on this street..."

Meng Shaoqing glanced at the blue-gray eyes under his eyes, ignored his ramblings, walked through a few shelves, picked out two sets of jackets of his own size, changed the sneakers on his feet into hiking boots, and threw the original shoes away. Camel hair cold-proof clothes of the same brand were also prepared, and many pairs of wool socks were taken, and a pair of climbing picks were taken by the wall.

The shop owner saw that he was quick to take the things, took the things and packed them to settle the accounts. The more he counted, the happier he became, "The young man didn't have breakfast early in the morning, do you want to have two bites from me? If you buy a lot, I will give you a [-]% discount." .”

Meng Shaoqing handed over the bank card, directly removed the shoe box and threw it away, "Thank you, my friends in the team are still waiting, I have to leave quickly."

The shopkeeper looked confused for a moment, and entered the amount on the POS machine with his fingers slowly, and his tone became slow, "Ah, then you should be careful..."

Meng Shaoqing took a step back vigilantly, and sure enough, the shopkeeper went limp in an instant, his skin turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon corpse spots appeared.

Meng Shaoqing withdrew her bank card, pushed the counter to lock the shopkeeper inside, ran to the shelf to pick up an extra set of clothes, walked out quickly, and pulled down the shutter door by half, within an hour at most, this person would Wake up and become a zombie, but now the chaos has just begun, and you can't do it.

Walking back to the side street, I saw the chaos of the inn from a distance. A police car was parked at the door. The girl in a long skirt was standing by the door. When she saw Meng Shaoqing, she yelled, "Police, he's over there. I just said look at him." To be a good man is not to abscond."

Meng Shaoqing helped her forehead, she is really a warm-hearted person...

Someone was carrying a wrapped body to an ambulance, and two policemen dragged a struggling man with blood on his face out of the yard, followed by a man holding his scratched arm.

Meng Shaoqing walked in, only to hear them muttering, "Crazy enough to eat human flesh, what kind of world..."

The girl ran over and grabbed Meng Shaoqing's sleeve to the side of the other person who was taking notes, "Here, I paid special attention to it, and this one went out this morning, please ask quickly."

The assistant policeman with glasses glanced at Meng Shaoqing, opened an electronic file again, "Bring the ID card."

Meng Shaoqing went behind the counter and pulled out her bag, took out her ID card, swiped it on the terminal in the policeman's hand, and popped up the personal information information with a beep, and everything about her appearance was correct.

The policeman didn't even raise his eyelids this time, "What are you doing here?"

"Holiday travel."

"What were you doing out there just now?"

"I plan to leave to go climbing and buy some equipment."

The policeman rummaged through the pockets in his hand, and they were indeed brand new clothes and shoes with tags, "You want so much by yourself?"

"There is a set for a friend I know."

"Okay, keep the mobile phone communication open, you can go." The police put away the computer, and the ID card information contained a clean resume. The proprietress just said in the transcript that this person was sick yesterday, and the onlookers also proved that he came from his room. When the room was opened, the suspect was still gnawing on the dead, and asking around was just a matter of business.

The girl in the long skirt seemed to have finished her voluntary supervision work, rubbing the goosebumps on her arms and walking to her room, "It's terrible, hurry home."

"Hey," Meng Shaoqing called to stop him, saying that he is the Holy Mother, but for a healthy person who seems to have no evil deeds at present, there is no way not to remind him that there are too many zombies, even if there is one more living person, it is also a hope. "Change into a wear-resistant long-sleeved coat and trousers. If you have something to do, you can run faster."

The girl froze for a moment, and rubbed her arms more vigorously, "I'm already getting goosebumps from nervousness, you have to remind me, but it's true that pants are more secure, thank you."

There was a lot of noise in the corridor, and some residents were packing up their things and preparing to leave. After such a thing happened, it is estimated that no one wants to stay here tonight.

Meng Shaoqing went back to her room and sat quietly on the bed to adjust her internal breath. When she came up just now, she saw the proprietress preparing breakfast. This may be the last safe and hot meal in the near future. You must try to eat enough, and you can hide more snacks and jerky by the way most.

At seven o'clock, the music for dinner started downstairs, and the proprietress brought out the porridge pot with a sullen face. There were already three residents leaving just now, and now almost all the people who went downstairs were carrying luggage. After eating this meal, they probably all left. As soon as the reputation of the murder case spread, the subsequent business was ruined, but the blood in the room on the second floor has not been washed, so there is nothing to say to keep the guests at this moment .

When Meng Shaoqing opened the door, the entire corridor on the second floor was silent. The boss's worker was cleaning the floor with a bucket, and the smell of congee and vegetables wafted up from below, mixed with a faint smell of blood, filled the entire corridor.

When Xiao Gong saw him coming out, he smiled and said hello, "Mr. Meng is leaving too?"

"Well, I'll pack up when I come back from dinner," Meng Shaoqing nodded casually, walked two steps, pretended to go back to the room to pick up things, and turned to greet the little worker who was buried in cleaning the floor, "Are you already Have you eaten?"

The little worker squeezed the water from the mop and held it in his hands, then lifted the bucket, smiling, "I'm about to go down to eat, so it's hard for the lady boss to have breakfast."

"The proprietress is good at cooking, and I feel much better after asking about Fanxiang." Meng Shaoqing turned slightly to let him go first, and frowned when he passed by. Yes, it was the rancid smell from this person.

The sewage bucket dangled and splashed a few drops of dirty water, which were very conspicuous on the wooden floor under the morning sun. After watching the little worker go downstairs, Meng Shaoqing went back to the room and picked up the packed jacket while no one was upstairs. Go to the attic and hide things away.

Everyone ate breakfast very quickly, and when he went downstairs again, there were only three or five people left in the yard, and it seemed that eating was almost over.

Seeing that he went downstairs without a bag, the proprietress looked better and greeted him warmly, "Is Xiao Meng feeling better? I specially left two dishes of side dishes for you."

"It's much better. After listening to you, I feel that my appetite has improved a lot. If I can eat, I think it will be all right soon." Meng Shaoqing sat on a chair with his back against the corner and carefully observed the remaining tourists around.

At present, it seems that the early outbreak of this inn is a good thing. People are almost gone. When the takeaway becomes chaotic, you only need to lock the door. Zombies do not have the ability to break through the wooden door in the early stage. It is completely useless to hide for three to five days. question.

The proprietress brought a large plate of fresh meat buns and millet porridge with plenty of side dishes. Seeing that Meng Shaoqing took it and ate without saying a word, he didn't have the nerve to ask if he would continue to live.

Within a few minutes, two more customers stood up to check out and left. The remaining one man and two women were still eating slowly. The small worker upstairs was sitting near the kitchen door, which happened to be opposite to Meng Shaoqing. The movements of chewing and raising hands became slower and slower, but within a few breaths, he lay down quietly.

"Hey, are you sleepy, why don't we go out after dinner and go to another store to get some sleep." The crisp voice of a girl at another table also came over, "Why are you so confused? Yes, I feel sleepy too."

Meng Shaoqing judged the distance between herself and the stairs, An Zuo continued to eat, but the proprietress didn't come out after entering the kitchen. She didn't know whether she packed up her things or "sleeped" too.

Swallowing the last mouthful of steamed stuffed buns, Meng Shaoqing touched his stomach hesitantly, and couldn't hold it anymore. There were two left on the plate, and when he was looking around for bags to put them in, the dishes on the table by the kitchen door were pushed to the ground and smashed Yes, the crisp sound sounds very shocking in the quiet morning.

The little worker trembled and stood up unsteadily, his gums had been turned out of his lips, and he could feel the rancid smell emanating from him a few steps away.