Showbiz Escape

Chapter 8 City of Zombies 08
It was really hard to describe the scene in the dean's office with proper words. The floor, tables and chairs were all covered with a thick layer of dust, densely covered with cobwebs, and there were several dead mice crowded in the corners. The stench was overwhelming.

There are abstract graffiti like red paint all over the wall, and the file bags on the table that seem to contain serious documents are actually filled with private photos of female patients.

The fact that the dean is a shameless old pervert is indeed conclusive evidence.

As soon as Wen Zhuo entered the house, she locked the door first, and then began to violently rummage through the cabinets to find the keys. Zhao Meitong followed behind her, trembling with fear.

"Are you looking for clues or tearing down the house?"

"This is very efficient. What if Ye Lingchuan is skinned by zombies when he goes late? According to him, he has never won a game before. If he loses this round, he will be in bad luck when he returns to the real world."

"Oh...he's a handsome guy from a non-chieftain."

Just as Zhao Meitong said this with emotion, she suddenly felt something neither hard nor soft on her toes. Looking down under the light, it turned out to be a hand covered in black blood.

The five fingers of that hand flexed and immediately grabbed her ankle, viciously trying to drag her to the bottom of the table.

Caught off guard, she screamed and fell back, struggling desperately.

At the critical moment, fortunately Wen Zhuo was not far away and reacted quickly. He turned around and shot the hand that was holding Zhao Meitong first.

She took two steps forward and kicked over the entire desk, revealing the zombies hidden underneath.

The zombie was wearing a blood-stained white coat, and even though it had rotted beyond recognition, he could still be seen as a greasy fat man—it was reasonable to suspect that it was the old dean.

It jumped up from the ground, bared its fangs, and jumped at Wen Zhuo from mid-air, like a mutated bullfrog.

Wen Zhuo grabbed Zhao Meitong's waist and backed away. She picked up a chair by the wall and swung it headfirst. She only heard a "click", half of the chair was broken, and the dean's zombie fell down again, and even collapsed Side shelf.

She bent down, pressed the muzzle of the gun against the opponent's temple, and pulled the trigger decisively.

Zhao Meitong hugged her arm tightly, wanting to cry without tears.

"To be honest, sister, I have to walk close to you. I don't feel safe without you for half a moment."

"It's not possible, and if I remember correctly, you are one year older than me, don't be the boss."

"Is age a problem? The problem is that I really want to pass every game with you. Do you think we can be good girlfriends in real life?"

"You have done a good job of calculating. Do you still know me in reality? Take ten thousand steps back, even if you are a good girlfriend, you have to pay for me to clear the customs."

"..."

Wen Zhuo rummaged through the dean's body, but couldn't find the key. She turned her eyes inadvertently, and found an ordinary sunflower photo frame hanging behind the shelf that collapsed just now.

She walked over to pick up the photo frame, and after dismantling it, tore off the outer layer of drawing paper, and saw that there was still a layer of nude female painting inside, with a small key stuck to the nude female's chest with glue.

It's really abnormal, co-authored and hidden here.

At the same time, the two heard continuous gunshots in the distance, most likely Ye Lingchuan was there, reminding them of their location.

Wen Zhuo told Zhao Meitong in a low voice: "Follow me closely later, I will count to three, run as soon as you get out of this door, and shoot as soon as you see a zombie, don't hesitate."

"Then what if I'm not good at marksmanship?"

"Just fire a few more shots if you're not good at marksmanship. As long as you don't be stupid enough to hit me, it's not a big problem."

"……oh oh."

The two of them opened the door of the office slightly, and saw several wandering zombies gathered in the corridor at some point, with blood dripping from their open mouths, it seemed that they should be quite hungry.

Zhao Meitong stared nervously at Wen Zhuo's counting fingers, and recited silently in her heart.

1...2...3!

As soon as 3's gesture came out, Wen Zhuo yanked the door, and immediately rushed out like an arrow from the string, almost taking away Zhao Meitong who was pulling at the corner of his clothes.

Zhao Meitong staggered and ran after her, only to feel the roar of zombies slobbering in her ears, and the stench kept getting into her nose, but her eyes were dazzled, and she couldn't tell where to shoot .

At the critical moment, Wen Zhuo pulled her in time, dragged her to a relatively safe side, and gave stern instructions.

"shot!"

"what--!!!"

Zhao Meitong went all out. She spun around with the gun and fired wildly. The bullets hit the wall and the flames splashed everywhere, which made people's eardrums hurt—don't care about the accuracy, anyway, the momentum came out.

In line with the principle of caring for customers, Wen Zhuo took the time to encourage him: "It's good, at least I have courage."

"...Are you complimenting me? Why do I feel that you are being sarcastic?"

"No, I never satirize my clients."

The two broke through along the corridor. At the same time, Ye Lingchuan raced against time to check all the odd-numbered rooms, and finally found that the lock hole of the door of Ward 307 was green in color, and there was a string of unknown numbers on the metal door handle.

From this point of view, it is likely to be the entrance to the underground research room.

He deliberately wrote down the serial number, and happened to look up, and saw Wen Zhuo and Zhao Meitong running towards this side from the corner of the corridor in the distance.

The two sides fired at the same time, clearing away all the zombies blocking the way. Taking this opportunity, Wen Zhuo quickened his pace to join him, and threw him the key he had just found.

The key matched the keyhole, and the three of them entered the interior of Ward 307, and then quickly locked the door, temporarily blocking the chasing zombies outside.

After confirming that there were no zombies hiding in this ward, Ye Lingchuan immediately asked Wen Zhuo.

"How is it, are you hurt?"

"No." Wen Zhuo's acting skills are superb, his eyes turn red whenever he speaks, and his voice is trembling, "I don't know how I rushed here, I just shoot indiscriminately."

Zhao Meitong, who heard this next to him: "..."

Queen of the Movies, a fly flying past will take your bullets, what do you call that shooting indiscriminately?
"I didn't go well either." Ye Lingchuan comforted in a low voice, "But fortunately, everyone has met safely. The underground research room must be entered from here. Let's find the entrance together."

"Ok."

This ward was decorated like an ordinary ward, with simple cabinets and a dirty bed, but it was worth mentioning that when the flashlight shone through, they saw a female mummy hanging from the ceiling.

The female mummy was wearing a blood-stained hospital gown, the strangled neck was limp and slumped over the shoulders, and the exposed skin was like wrinkled bark, covered with winding lines.

It didn't seem to be a zombie, and it didn't make any attacking moves. Those empty, dark eyes just stared straight at it, sending chills down the spine.

Zhao Meitong grabbed Wen Zhuo's sleeve subconsciously: "Damn, the system is too bad, isn't it? It has to be so frightening."

"This may be the female patient that the dean likes in the reminder. It shouldn't be hung here for no reason." Wen Zhuo thought for a while, then looked at Ye Lingchuan, and added softly, "Mr. Ye thinks? Don't you?" Do you want to search the body?"

Ye Lingchuan affirmed: "That's right, it's time to search."

So the three of them approached the mummy together, stood on the hospital bed and checked it from head to toe. Ye Lingchuan originally didn't intend to let Wen Zhuo do it, but Wen Zhuo politely refused.

"It's okay, Mr. Ye, I should also practice my courage. After all, not every game can meet a teammate as reliable as you."

Ye Lingchuan looked at her and smiled: "It's an honor, this is the first time someone calls me a reliable teammate."

The two were polite to each other there, and Zhao Meitong, who was hiding behind, remained silent.

Anyone who likes to search can search, anyway, she is not willing to touch this rotten corpse.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Lingchuan and Wen Zhuo touched the whole body of the mummy but found nothing, and were about to untie the rope hanging the mummy, they suddenly heard the sound of a mechanism starting from the hospital bed under their feet.

In the next second, the hospital bed and the floor below split neatly on both sides, and the three of them fell weightless in an instant, rolling along the icy slide all the way into the unknown darkness.

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At the moment of falling, Ye Lingchuan quickly fished Wen Zhuo into his arms with sharp eyesight and hands, protecting the back of his head with his left hand and his waist with his right hand. He should protect what should be protected, and he didn't touch the place that shouldn't be touched. It can be said that the scale was very good. Brave and yet a gentleman.

Wen Zhuo was not idle either, she put one arm around his neck for strength, and the other hand tugged on Zhao Meitong's collar to prevent the client from getting out of her control.

The slideway under the floor of the ward looked like a long and winding large slide. The three of them turned and accelerated all the way, until they hit something like a storage box due to inertia, and finally stopped moving forward.

Zhao Meitong struggled to brush away the messy long hair that covered her face, and realized that she seemed to be holding something in her arms—looking down, it turned out to be the mummy whose rope had been untied.

Just as she met the wrinkled and ferocious face of the mummy, her scalp went numb and she almost screamed. Fortunately, Wen Zhuo reacted in time and decisively covered her mouth.

"Be careful to attract zombies, Tongtong."

She calmed down for a few seconds, quickly pushed the mummy away, and complained in a low voice: "You have the nerve to say that the two of you hugged each other very tightly just now, does anyone care about me?"

"Relax, it's just a slide, there is no serious danger, no one can die."

"My knees are bruised, what should I do if I can't run because of the zombies chasing me later?"

Ye Lingchuan quickly stopped Zhao Meitong's thoughts: "It's okay Miss Tongtong, I can't run anymore and we'll support you—but now it's more important to familiarize yourself with the terrain here, what do you think?"

"..."

I think you are very double-standard. You protect Ace of Hearts in every possible way, but you dislike me and talk too much.

Zhao Meitong rolled her eyes, and decided not to be as knowledgeable as him. Anyway, the 200 million yuan can't be wasted, so I'll clear the customs first.

"Okay, where is this?"

Wen Zhuo got up, looked around calmly, and found that the environment here is very humid, and the space is also very small, only about [-] square meters, except for the two wooden storage boxes in front of the road, which is the heavy door in front. the iron gate.

She and Ye Lingchuan looked at each other, and both of them went to open the box at the same time, ready to see what was inside.

(End of this chapter)