The top traffic hits the face again [Entertainment]

Chapter 122

Bai Su stayed alone in the warehouse, putting together the newly bought puzzles one by one.

It was a pure silver map, without any patterns on it, only pure silver, Bai Su had been working on it for a while, and he was finishing the final part recently.

But he's not very efficient.

He was still thinking about another thing: about Qi Sheng.

What Qi Sheng told him today was very strange.

What is the Nancheng base researching, so that it can be injected into humans in a deceptive way?

They took great pains to control those youths, why was Qi Sheng able to escape so easily?Is it really just a momentary negligence?

Also, they call 01 a finished product, what does this matter have to do with 01?

Speaking of which, this matter was very strange from the beginning.

In this world, countless people turn into zombies and kill their companions every year.

01 obviously has no hostility towards the Nancheng base, and even being hunted down to such an embarrassing level, still did not launch zombies to attack the Nancheng base.

Why did they spend a lot of manpower and material resources to hunt down and kill 01?Just because of his zombie king's ability?

Bai Su put the puzzle pieces together one by one, his expression becoming more serious every second.

He suddenly regretted that although the life in the abandoned city was monotonous, it was also comfortable, so that after he came, he only cared about making love with 01, and didn't care about all the abnormalities in the Nancheng base at all.

What is the purpose of the Nancheng Base?

Why do they do these things?

Bai Su thought about it, put the whole jigsaw puzzle back together, suddenly figured out something, and stood up abruptly.

"...Do they want to..." Bai Su subconsciously let out a low voice, but realized that 01 was not by his side, so he fell silent.

He paced anxiously for two steps in the room, and suddenly heard a sound outside the door.

Not 01.

That procrastinating and heavy footsteps.

The footsteps of zombies.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of scratching outside the door, scratching the sturdy iron door of the warehouse.

After 01 recovers from his injuries, he can control half of the zombies in the abandoned city, and this warehouse is the vacuum zone where the entire zombies thrive.

No zombie will come here.

But now, a dense group of zombies is gathering outside, constantly pushing and scratching the door panel.

"Roar--"

Zombie and beast-like voices rang out one after another outside his door.

Bai Su's eyes flickered, and without any hesitation, he grabbed the coat he carried and put it on, messed up the jigsaw puzzle, jumped onto the ventilation window, and jumped down.

And the next moment, he felt a severe pain in the back of his neck, his eyes went dark, and the last face he saw was a stiff face.

"...Qi Sheng?" Before Bai Su could finish, he lost all consciousness.

……

Two hours later, 01 came back here, only to see the warehouse with the door wide open and empty.

He was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, as if all the blood had frozen.

"...Bai Su." He called softly.

The warehouse was empty and no one answered.

"...Bai Su?" He clenched his fists tightly, with unprecedented shake on his face.

……he's gone?

No, no, he promised him.

He forced himself to calm down and examine everything in front of him.

The two water glasses in the corner were not washed, someone had visited here.

There are signs of damage on the door panel.

In the corner where Bai Su often stayed, more than a dozen pieces of the jigsaw puzzle had been cut out. He remembered that it was a pure silver jigsaw puzzle, but now there were traces of black markers on it.

01 With trembling hands, pick up the ground

A few pieces of the jigsaw puzzle on the screen were put together in the correct way.

This is Bai Su's handwriting.

【South City】

01 can't tell whether it's more joy to confirm that Bai Su didn't lie to him, or more shock and anger when his lover was taken away.

He clenched the last piece of the puzzle, brought it to his lips, and kissed it lightly.

He'll bring him back, soon.

+ + +

When Bai Su was awake, in a monotonous room, from the walls, to the door, to the ceiling, to the floor tiles, everything was covered in white, which made Bai Su feel a little dazzling.

And what he was facing was the face of Qi Sheng who already looked like a zombie.

And a researcher in a white coat.

The researcher had just drawn a tube of blood from him, Bai Su didn't struggle because he knew it was unnecessary.

He called Qi Sheng's name, but Qi Sheng didn't respond.

"Zombie king?" the researcher said to him, "good evening."

Bai Su was silent for a moment, then moved his lips: "Good evening."

"Your temper looks much better than before." The researcher said, "If you had been willing to cooperate with us in this way, we would have saved a lot of things."

Bai Su looked at the researcher's face and suddenly asked, "Have we met?"

His smile is exactly the same as 01 at this time, making it difficult to tell the difference between him and 01.

"I've seen it a long time ago, have you forgotten?" the researcher asked with a smile.

"I haven't seen you before." Bai Su was silent for a moment, then shook his head resolutely.

"Well, this is a lie." The researcher laughed: "Sorry, there have been strange rumors recently that the zombie king has twin brothers...but I don't believe it."

"I have information on all your physical signs, including the very faint mole on your left face. If there is such a similar person, I am afraid it will not be a twin brother, but a replicant."

The researcher patted his chest and began to speak eloquently.

To be precise, his spout of lies.

"Let me re-introduce myself, I am the current head of the South City Research Institute, dedicated to researching zombie vaccines—"

"...We caught you just to study the rare virus in you, to find a way out for human beings..."

Bai Su interrupted him expressionlessly: "Did someone tell you that your acting skills are terrible?

He couldn't stand it at all.

The researcher's face didn't turn ugly, but looked at him with interest: "You are the first."

"I'm not interested in your acting skills. If you can only lie, you can save a little saliva." Bai Su leaned lazily against the wall.

"You find a way to detain me, I try my best to escape, if I have the chance, I will kill you, our relationship is as simple as that."

"you can go now."

The researcher refused to leave instead.

There was an inexplicable interest in his eyes, and he even approached Bai Su and asked, "Do we have any other options?"

Bai Su's eyelashes trembled, and he looked at him slowly: "...Do you want to make a bet with me?"

The researcher was silent for a moment: "What's the bet?"

"Bet on your true identity."

"How to bet?" The researcher was sure that the zombie king had never seen him before.

Bai Su said slowly: "If I win...you tell me what you are researching, and I can cooperate with you."

"It sounds like a good deal, but what if you lose?" the research institute asked.

"I cooperate with you unconditionally, and I can tell you a secret."

The researcher agreed to the request, and there was no anxiety in his eyes, but he could not wait: "What is my name?"

"Your name is Nanji." Bai Su replied.

"What about age?

"

"34 is old."

It is normal to know these things, if Qi Sheng has seen his work card, maybe he will tell him.

The researcher thought firmly.

"So, what is my identity?"

"As you said, the person in charge of the research institute, and...the leader of the Nancheng base who has never shown up."

Bai Su said.

Nan Ji slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and then the smile gradually widened. He walked in front of Bai Su and asked, "How do you know?"

Two things appeared in Bai Su's hand, one was Nanji's research institute listing, and the other was a golden badge representing the rights of the base.

It even engraved the nine highest stars of Nancheng.

Bai Su flicked his fingertips, and the golden badge drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed firmly in Nanji's hand.

"... When?" Nanji touched his pocket in surprise, and it was really empty.

Bai Su lazily put his hands behind his head and lay down: "While you gave me the injection."

Regarding the leader of the Nancheng base, he had heard about it from Qi Sheng and 01 a long time ago, but he never thought that he would appear in front of him one day.

Nanji smiled very happily: "You are much more interesting than I imagined, no wonder you dare to bet with me."

Only Bai Su knew that the bets he made were all empty promises, and whether he won or lost, his cooperation was worthless.

He is a very normal person, there is no zombie virus in his body, and he is even willing to cooperate with their research.

Inexplicably, the virus that disappeared without a trace would only slow down their research progress.

In this bet, no matter what, he is the one who wins.

He just wanted to take the opportunity to get more information from this population.

"One more bet," Nanji grinned, "If you can tell me about my research project, I'll tell you everything."

Bai Su fell silent.

"What? Can't figure it out?" Nanji stared at him.

"You want to control the zombies," Bai Su was silent for a moment, "You want to be the real zombie kings."

It was the only answer he could think of.