While Xie De chatted about everything under the sun with the Instance boss, another team successfully made it inside the hospital.
Wei Yanchi stripped the doctor he had killed and put on his clothes. The beaked mask covered his entire head, leaving him to look out through two glass lenses. It was inconvenient, but it was the best protective equipment and disguise available to them. Fortunately, these Plague Doctors were all fairly tall, or he would not have fit into the outfit.
Zhuoerte was also putting on a Plague Doctor outfit. At only 174 centimeters tall, he found it a little too large.
Zhuoerte said quietly, "We need to find the connection between the hospital and the head of the Monastery, along with these patients' backgrounds and medical histories."
"Mm." Wei Yanchi tossed the two doctors' bodies outside the courtyard, leaving them with the patients' corpses. "We can start with the patients' families to find out more about them."
On their way here, they had seen quite a few pallbearers, along with weeping family members following the coffins.
Now they needed to get a clear picture of the hospital's layout and look for clues inside.
They took a few steps forward. In the silence, Zhuoerte asked him seriously, "Do you think we can trust Zeng Huan?"
Walking ahead, Wei Yanchi went straight to the point. "If everything she said is true, then this whole thing is far more tangled than we thought."
"So we can't trust her?"
"We can."
Zeng Huan was their teammate in the food distribution group. After getting his answer last night, Wei Yanchi had sought her out first thing that morning. She had not hemmed and hawed, openly telling them that she was a Regressor.
Zeng Huan had been calm and clear in her explanation. "I