Pollution throughout the territory

"Uncle Qin?"

Xia Ren took a step forward.

Uncle Qin took a step back, tripped on the step with his heel and almost fell down.

"Uncle Qin, I..."

Xia Ren took another step forward.

Uncle Qin turned around and climbed up the stairs. His movements were so agile that he didn't think of someone over fifty.

After a few seconds, the door shook from upstairs. It seemed that Uncle Qin lived on the second floor.

"I just want to ask when can I introduce someone to you? I'm available at any time..."

Xia Ren held back the last half of his words.

He originally wanted to ask Uncle Qin if he had any impression of Zhao Mingyue, but it seemed that he could only ask him next time he met him.

When I returned to the fifth floor, I didn't know if it was a psychological effect. Although I knew that the current 'Old Mrs. Liu' was an infected person, I still felt a little eerie when I looked at the door opposite.

Xia Ren remembered what Uncle Qin said. Mrs. Liu died at home without being discovered for ten days, and this first-class infected body inherited her memories and emotions. Watching a corpse slowly rotting, she didn't know what it would be. What a mood.

"She goes door-to-door knocking every night. Is this the reason?"

Xia Ren has never been in contact with an infected person and does not know whether the other party's thinking logic is the same as that of humans, so he cannot easily draw conclusions.

There is still too little information known now.

He took out the key and opened the door. Except that it was hotter and muggier, the inside of the house had not changed in any way compared to when he left.

"Uncle Qin has lived here for more than 20 years, and he has no impression of the owner of the room I live in now. The other residents must be the same. What method did Zhao Mingyue use, and why did he want to eliminate his own traces?"

No matter what, I was tricked by her.

"5G is damn right. The more beautiful a woman is, the more she will lie to others."

Old Mrs. Liu won't come out until the evening, and the system interface in her brain has been messed up by him. She has nothing to do during this afternoon.

Having just eaten a full meal and not sleeping well all night last night, Xia Ren gradually started to feel sleepy.

The bed in the bedroom was still covered with winter bedding. He opened the closet, rolled up the thick quilt and stuffed it into the bottom grid, and then found a mat to spread it on.

Finally, he could lie down and rest, but Xia Ren couldn't fall asleep.

He is a normal man after all. The scent on the quilt just now reminded him of Zhao Mingyue. There was a hint of endearing tenderness in her beauty, and the faint sad look in her eyes lingered in his mind, but the most important thing was Yes, it was still the dull pain in his head that haunted him all the time.

Although tumors are caused by aberrations, they can also be fatal. He has been contaminated, and as long as he dies, infected bodies will be born with his memories. He felt like a caterpillar, a placenta that could eat by itself and grab energy by itself. The infected body was hidden inside the body, waiting for it to die, and then use its own nutrition to pupate and be born. It’s scary just thinking about it.

To avoid such a result, we can only rely on the anti-pollution fluid exchanged by the system to completely correct the distortion.

Thinking about all the messy things, slowly, sleepiness took over, and before he knew it, he fell asleep.

This time I slept until seven o'clock in the evening.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

When he opened his eyes, there was a dim light in his sight. He sat up from the bed in a daze. The room was quiet and he was the only one. After sleeping for too long, his body was inevitably tired and his throat was as dry as The fire was burning and I was still very hungry.

For a moment, I felt lonely and abandoned by the world.

He didn't have time to eat because someone was knocking on the door.

it's dark.

It's time for Mrs. Liu to come out.

[Warning, a type of infected body has been found, distance: five meters. 】

"Sure enough, you still don't plan to let me go. Just in time, I want to find you too."

He first went to the bathroom and drank some water from the faucet, then washed his face, and then walked slowly to the door.

Although he had conducted investigations and made many plans in his mind, Xia Ren was still very nervous when it came time to actually open the door.

This kind of fear born from the heart is unavoidable, and courage is useless in the face of unknown creatures that can threaten your life and safety.

The knocking on the door continued. Xia Ren held the door handle, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then... opened the door.

No accident happened, Mrs. Liu was standing on the other side.

The light in the living room shone on her stooped body. Under her white hair, her cloudy eyes looked a little surprised.

Mrs. Liu probably didn't expect that Xia Ren would actually open the door for her.

However, none of this mattered. Immediately afterwards, her surprised expression faded away, with a 'kind' smile on her face. Her feet floated slightly off the ground, and she entered the door without a shadow, without even giving Xia Ren time to react. She was already standing at the door.

The cold air was rising, and the rotten smell filled the living room and was beginning to become stronger.

Xia Ren swallowed, suppressed the urge to run away, and said, "Come in and sit down."

It seemed that she could communicate. As soon as she finished speaking, Old Mrs. Liu passed by Xia Ren.

He didn't close the door to leave himself a way out. Xia Ren tightened his grip on the cowardly earpick in his pocket, then turned around. Old Mrs. Liu was sitting on the sofa, looking through her messy white hair, tilting her head. To see him.

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The light was on in the living room, and under the light were a man and a woman who were unprepared.

What is about to happen is the first time for both of them, so they are inevitably nervous and need to cooperate slowly with each other.

"Let's start, shall we?"

Xia Ren sat across from Mrs. Liu. He didn't know exactly what he was going to start. But now, he had to bite the bullet and do it tonight. The worst he could do was close his eyes, and then make a contribution to an unknown tabloid corner in a few days. The news about the sudden death of a handsome young man late at night.

Old Mrs. Liu sat on the sofa and smiled cautiously, "I don't know your name yet."

"Xia Ren." The fear in his heart subsided slightly, and the other party seemed to be able to talk normally.

The old lady nodded solemnly. Under her pale hair, the smile on her face was eye-catching no matter how you looked at it:

"I remember you."

"But don't!"

Xia Ren said quickly, and he instantly thought of a sentence that villains always like to say when they kill people: I don't kill unknown people.

It's dangerous!

"Young man, don't be so nervous. I'm quite old and I won't do anything excessive to you."

I get even more nervous when you say that, okay? What do you mean, not too much? What are you going to do to me?

Even if I think this way, I still want to say: "That's good..."

Judging from the meaning in her words, she seemed to think that she was Mrs. Liu.

She stared at Xia Ren with her cloudy eyes, looked at him carefully for a while, and recalled: "When I see you, I think of Jizhong when he was young. You are as handsome as him."

Jizhong should be Mrs. Liu's son. It's just like Uncle Qin said, he never leaves his son.

It's just that the first-class infected person in front of her doesn't know that she is not the mother she said she was.

Xia Ren then asked: "Did your son never come back after you... died?"

This sentence was Xia Ren's bold attempt. He wanted to know whether the other party knew the fact that Mrs. Liu was dead.

Old Mrs. Liu was silent for a while before she continued: "He is dragging his family out with his family. Life is not easy, and coming back is even more difficult. Besides, he still has work over there that he cannot leave behind. Maybe the phone is busy. I was negligent and did not notify him..."

She knew that Mrs. Liu was dead, but she still stubbornly believed that she was Mrs. Liu.

Xia Ren felt that he had grasped the key point of sealing the infected body.

Just as the residents downstairs thought, the infected person in front of them also thought they were ghosts.

Thinking about it further, Mrs. Liu is still defending the other party even after her deceased son has not come back. Then it is obvious what she cares about, and she finally has a clue on how to weaken the resistance!

Xia Ren licked his lips subconsciously, feeling a little excited. The rest of it couldn't be easier for him.

He thought for a while, sorted out his words, and comforted: "If you think about it a little more openly, it may not be that we were not notified. Maybe your son died outside?"

Before he finished speaking, the temperature in the room dropped sharply.