Darkness is Coming

After completing the disgusting work, Qiao San dragged his exhausted body back to the tent that was temporarily set up. There were already seven people in it. Eight big men were crowded into such a small tent, and it was hard to sit. .

   They will also stay here with the troops for a while to ensure that all the surviving people in the vicinity are rescued, and all available resources are digested - of course, these are not things they should consider.

   There is only one thing Qiao San has to think about now: how to resist the desire to vomit and stuff food into his stomach.

At least he has been the boss for ten years. Qiao San has not done physical work for a long time, not even moving a few boards or boxes of wine. Today, he walked through a mountain of corpses, carrying corpses, burning corpses, physical strength I couldn't support it for a long time, and I urgently needed to replenish energy, but thinking about the work I did today, I really couldn't get a little appetite.

   "Brother Qiao, don't you want to eat? Today, Jiang Ying has a good heart, and he has meat to eat."

   Send a fart of kindness. Qiao San scolded in his heart, the food quotas are getting less and less these days, and the luncheon meat that is about to go bad is still sent out today. Looking at the whole piece of luncheon meat on the iron plate, Qiao San felt a little nauseous, but he couldn't be hypocritical about the food at this time, so he still raised his disposable chopsticks and started eating.

Because there are no conditions for disinfection anytime and anywhere, and they are afraid of virus transmission through tableware, most people use sealed disposable tableware for meals. However, in recent days, the number of disposable chopsticks has been strictly controlled. There is only one pair per person per day. I don’t give any supplements, either I’m brave enough to grab it with my hands, or I’ll just wait for others to finish eating and borrow chopsticks that others have used.

   I heard that a few people in the tent next door usually use a pair of chopsticks in turn, save the extra chopsticks, and use them to exchange a small amount of food for those who accidentally get their chopsticks dirty and don’t want to use other people’s chopsticks.

   "Thanks to them who figured it out." Thinking of this, Qiao San couldn't help shaking his head and muttering to himself.

   "Brother Qiao, what did you say?"

  Qiao San swallowed the minced meat in his mouth, and just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, the tent curtain was pulled open, a face full of cross meat came in, opened his mouth and shouted, "Is Qiao Shan here?"

  Qiao Shan is the name that Qiao San changed after he became the boss, which is a homonym.

   "Yes, you are..." Qiao Shan looked at the visitor's face, feeling a little familiar but not sure.

   "I'm Geng Zhiping." Geng Zhiping walked into the tent carelessly and threw a cigarette to Qiao Shan, "Boss Qiao, we had dinner together, but you were busy cursing those officials, so you didn't have time to talk to me."

  Qiao San smiled and didn't dare to pick up the cigarette. He just waved his hands and said, "Where, it's impossible, Captain Geng, I remember I remember. Look at what you said, what kind of boss am I?"

   "Hehe, Boss Qiao, don't worry, I'm not here to make trouble." Geng Zhiping reassured, "The search and rescue team was oversight and put you here. I'm sorry for you, Boss Qiao."

   "No, no, the soldiers of the 258th Brigade have worked hard day and night, and it is inevitable that there will be some omissions, but we are not wronged, not wronged at all!" Qiao San's eyes lit up with hope. Could it be that Geng Zhiping came to rescue him? As long as Geng Zhiping can take him and a few old buddies out of this ghost place and put him in the refuge camp to become ordinary people, then no matter how much Geng Zhiping asks, Qiao San is willing to give it!

Geng Zhiping grinned and said, "It's fine if you don't feel wronged. Now it's impossible to say that you will be rehabilitated, but..." After carefully observing Qiao San's disappointed expression, Geng Zhiping gave a turning point: "However, I am here. There is something I want to do for you. As long as it is done well, I will make some arrangements to send you to Paradise Island—that is, Wang Li’s Paradise Island, where there is a refuge settlement. The conditions are much better than the refuge camp. I don’t know Joe. Is the boss interested?"

   "Okay, okay!" Qiao San liked to grab the life-saving rope before drowning, and shouted, "You ordered, I will do it."

   "Cough, um, you guys go out for a cigarette." Geng Zhiping stopped talking, but instead spread a cigarette to the other people in the tent and lit them up. A few old smokers had not touched the smell of smoke for a few days, so how could they hold it back?

   "Captain Geng, Commander Jiang doesn't know about this?" Qiao San has been up and down in the business world for many years. Seeing that Geng Zhiping is such a carefree person, he has to politely use the method of scattering cigarettes to send other people away. He immediately guessed that most of what Geng Zhiping wanted to do was not going to be reported to the organization. The fewer people who knew about it, the better. .

   "I don't know, hey, to tell you the truth, he doesn't want to know either. If I tell him, he will pretend he doesn't know." Geng Zhiping said.

"Then what's the matter? Can you tell me?" Qiao San didn't dare to make a deal to get things done right now. What if he promised Geng Zhiping and Geng Zhiping asked him to do something more dangerous than now? If you are not dumb to eat coptis, there is nowhere to talk about suffering?

   "Boss Joe, do you know why you are locked here?"

   "Because of... crime?" Qiao San didn't say he violated the law, because he was sure that what he did did not violate any law - unless the law defined the behavior of his closed hotel and left everyone in it as illegal deprivation of personal liberty.

"Almost. Brigadier Zhao's meaning is very clear. If you make a mistake, you will have to suffer the consequences, and if you make a big mistake, you will have to eat bullets." Geng Zhiping was still talking about the topic, "There is a saying that "a tooth for a tooth is an eye for an eye, and there is a saying that The way of the person also heals the person, what do you think, Boss Qiao?"

   "Yes, it should be like this..." Qiao San was surrounded by clouds and mist, completely unaware of what Geng Zhiping wanted to say.

   "Those who kill must be shot, so what about those who eat people?" Geng Zhiping finally raised the topic of the conversation.

   "What?" Qiao San still didn't know why.

   Geng Zhiping put away his smile, wrinkled his slightly slumped nose, and said with a grim expression: "What should be the crime for cannibals? Death penalty! How to die? Don't they like to eat people? Let them taste what it's like to be eaten!"

"I'll take you to a warehouse in a moment, where the remnants of the cult are locked up." Geng Zhiping paused and continued, "I'll give you a syringe full of zombie blood, you can find someone Inject, observe and record how long it takes him to become a zombie, then observe and record the number and speed of his cannibalism through the monitoring we installed, and finally see how many people he eats will become a mutant, if he becomes a mutant, you especially need to Pay attention to record his mutation process."

"I will blow up the warehouse after everything is recorded and all the people in it are eaten. You give me one copy of the surveillance video and your record, and you take the other copy to Paradise Island and find someone named Yang Xiaoqian. give it to him. In the end, if anyone finds out or learns about this, this is your personal act and has nothing to do with us, understand?"

  Qiao Sanru was struck by lightning, and his whole body was numb, and he said hesitantly: "I, this, they, this..."

"Boss Qiao! You were a ruthless person back then, but now you're like an eggless bitch?" Geng Zhiping slammed the table and scolded, "These cannibal **** deserve to be eaten! What's the matter? of?"

   Qiao San was so frightened that he still did not dare to respond.

"Qiao San, think about it!" Without getting a positive reply, Geng Zhiping's narrowed eyes sent out a dangerous signal, "Those who are serving sentences like you, suddenly disappearing will not attract much attention. As for that person Whether he went to Paradise Island to live a good life, or was buried in the ground, only we know."

   Where does this look like a YPG? Qiao San had never seen Geng Zhiping's heroic gesture of swearing to stop the tide of corpses in a hospital, nor had he heard the heroic oath of "letting our corpses become the last line of defense for the people of Yuanjiang", so Qiao San regarded Geng Zhiping as a The terrifying butcher, succumbing to his obscenity, had to grit his teeth and nod.

"Okay, I'll go!" Qiao San was a ruthless man back then, and the word ruthless has long been engraved in his bones. When it comes to a critical moment, he can definitely attack with ruthlessness—that's why Geng Zhiping is looking for him, he is smart and knows how to adapt. , The city is deep, and he can still be ruthless. It is estimated that after searching the entire camp, he can only find one third Qiao.

   "Okay! There's no time to delay, since you agreed, we'll go now." Geng Zhiping didn't give Qiao San a chance to repent at all.

   So Qiao San hurriedly finished the rest of the luncheon meat, followed Geng Zhiping to the dark warehouse, silent all the way, and finally opened the prelude to the purgatory-like terrifying tragedy with the screams of the first victim.