Doomsday housewives: the head of the family does not bow down

Chapter 94 Trapped in the Museum
"what happened?"

Mu Cang opened the small door wider, and the crying outside became more piercing.

There were no women or children in yesterday's convoy, and she felt a little uneasy, worried that the family of the RV uncle rescued by Simian broke into the funeral home and clashed with the group of convoys.

"You said that that uncle has a heart attack, right?" Mu Cang pointed outside, "Should we go and have a look first?"

"Well, okay." Originally, Si Mian didn't intend to stay in this moldy and bloody small space, he got up and removed the sandbags, and got out of the room first.

"Zai Zai, keep up." Mu Cang pushed Xiao Zai out, and followed behind him.

As soon as Simian walked out of the stairwell, he did several stretching movements.

Xiao Zai followed suit and stretched and kicked his legs.

Mu Cang originally wanted to cover his son's eyes to prevent the bloody scene outside from frightening him.

Unexpectedly, the little guy just glanced coldly, then ran out of the aisle following Si Mian's background expressionlessly.

Mu Cang patted his violently trembling chest, his brows furrowed even tighter.

When they came to the gate of the funeral home, they found that one of the door panels had been damaged, and it was difficult to snap together with the other, so there was a scarlet coffin lid in the middle, and a chain on the outside.

Xiao Zai pointed to the gap under the door, "Mom, I can get out of this hole."

Mu Cang grabbed him by the collar and said, "Shh, don't move."

She took two steps forward, with her head resting on Si Mian's armpit, and looked out.

Xiao Zai also imitated his mother, with his head propped under his mother's armpit.

The three of them piled up in order of height and quietly peeked out through the gap.

The sky is already bright, and the roaring wind and rain have subsided into a hazy drizzle today, and there is no longer thunder and lightning.

The dam outside supports a plastic canopy, and a few simple tables and chairs are placed under the canopy. Some people are preparing meals, some are bandaging wounds, and some are sorting supplies.

Mu Cang didn't see the uncle's family.

She poked Simian's arm and whispered, "Where's the person?"

Si Mian's breath sprayed on the tips of her ears, "Maybe in the parking shed."

Mu Cang shrank his itchy neck, squatted down, and asked, "Then what should we do now? Let's go out and say hello?"

Simian took a step back and said, "Terror is not enough. If we go out now and don't know the situation clearly, we will be forced to bear the lives of others."

Mu Cang also straightened up, dragged her son away from the dilapidated gate, and showed her thin arms and legs, "Do you think I look like a murderer? They can't make us take the blame for being unreasonable." ah."

Si Mian groaned, nodded, and asked, "Does that elder sister think that the family from yesterday will expose my whereabouts?"

When he reminded him like this, Mu Cang realized that even if she and Zai Zai were not suspected, it didn't mean Si Mian would not be suspected.

In order to avoid a similar incident last night, the convoy will probably list the three of them as targets of hostility.

If he didn't want to take the blame and intensify the conflict, Si Mian had to prove his innocence. Then he would probably be asked to enter the funeral parlor to make trouble, and she and Zai Zai could easily become the handle for the other party to control Si Mian.

Once they took the lead, their situation changed from active to passive.

Mu Cang peeked outside the door again, "There are still so many people. It seems that they evacuated in time last night and the casualties were not serious."

Si Mian was looking around the internal structure of the funeral home, and said, "So let's not be head-on. They don't dare to enter the funeral home now, we are safe. Let's go up and have a look."

Mu Cang was startled, "Go up? Just the two of us?"

Xiao Zai raised his hand, "There's still me."

Mu Cang waved away his little paw, "You don't count as a fighter."

She didn't agree with Si Mian's proposal, "You don't know, after they came in last night, there was a burst of howling ghosts and wolves, and they almost couldn't run out."

Si Mian picked up Xiao Zai with one hand and hugged him into his arms, and naturally pinched Mu Cang's forearm with the other hand, and walked to the stairs on the left. He said, "Didn't they all run out? Although there were skin injuries, but The actual number of deaths is only two. This is why we can't tell, they all died in front of my sister."

"Ah, no, no!" Mu Cang became excited, "What does it mean to die in front of my eyes? I really don't know anything. I thought about saving it, but it was too late. The other party moved too fast and the scene was too weird. You Tell me, is a normal person able to break a man who is nearly 1.9 meters in half?"

Si Mian smiled softly, without the slightest timidity in her eyes, "I didn't say it was my sister's fault. My sister's analysis is right, the murderer is not a normal person, or maybe not a person."

"If you're not a human, you can also be a ghost..." Mu Cang muttered.

Xiao Zai put his arms around Si Mian's neck, and explained at the right time: "Brother Si Mian, yesterday my mother and I found a coffin slide and a bunch of teeth in another room."

Si Mian had already seen the coffin lid, "The one used to block the door, right?"

Xiao Zai nodded.

Mu Cang added: "There is also a 28-inch pink suitcase. It is also in the small room on the left."

Si Mian paused slightly, then continued to walk upstairs.

The second floor is very different from the first floor.

There was a long and wide passage, with clear glass windows on one side and rooms hidden in shadows on the other.

Mu Cang called up the layout of the entire Qi fan from the meow screen, enlarged it, and showed it to Si Mian——

"The two-story building on the left is mainly a memorial hall, ashes storage area, and a place for mourning; the two-story building on the right is a cremation area; the first floor of the three-story building we are in now is for funerals. The second floor is the body disposal area, and the third floor is the business area. The elevator in the business area is separated from other floors. Logically speaking, would it be safer for us to go to the third floor?"

Mu Cang always felt that the second floor was creepy, especially in this corridor, where there was light on one side and darkness on the other.

Si Mian disagreed with her, "The dead can't be turned into zombies, but the living can be turned into zombies. You see, although the third floor is the brightest place, it has two large open balconies. My sister thinks that Heixue is so unusual. Will anyone go to the terrace out of curiosity?"

Mu Cang added: "But Qi Shan was closed at that time. There should be no one on the third floor."

What if someone...

There are no zombies on the first floor.

There are no zombies in the dam in front of the building.

But the person who broke into the funeral parlor died inexplicably, and it was not a zombified way of death.

She frowned again and thought: "If you remind me like this, the third floor is indeed more dangerous. Generally speaking, the dead will not run to the third floor by themselves. If there are monsters like zombies in this closed funeral parlor, there will be a lot of danger on the third floor." There is a greater chance of infection.”

Zombies have a strong sense of enclosing the place where they turned into zombies. At present, the third floor is really not easy to trespass without authorization.

(End of this chapter)