Unblock sewers, kill rats and cockroaches, recycling second-hand home appliances, and putting films on mobile phones...

These jobs don't seem to be related to the chess and card room.

Especially after the rise of Internet cafes, the chess and card rooms have declined, and it is basically played by people who are older than they are playing.

Liu Bing parked the car, which was a relatively remote alley in Tuberculosis Street, Pulmonary District.

There are basically not many people, the streets are deserted, but the chess and card rooms are the opposite.

The chess and card room was on the second floor of this old building, and the sound of playing mahjong and the hearty laughter of the old men.

This is very rare.

Because in the sick city, there are indeed many older people in the heart and brain areas.

However, lung and stomach areas are rare, because people often die from illness until they are old.

"Let's go in and take a look. This chess and card room is also a time-honored brand." After Liu Bing parked the car, he began to lead the way.

The old brand is usually only 20 or 30 years old, but Jiang Bingshu learned a little history when he was a child.

He has heard of Baichuan.

That was a name that was only found in the orderly era before the disease era.

In that long history of peace, order, and human pursuit of health, Baichuan is a shining name. If possible, he really wants to go to that legendary city.

"But this is just a coincidence, right?"

Jiang Bingshu muttered in his heart, not feeling that it was possible that this was a heritage that spanned the era.

He didn't know which city was in the Order Era.

Because although there are many ancient history, the history of the years before the arrival of the disease era is very vague.

On the second floor of the chess and card room, there were several skinny old men sitting on the corridor, and the folds in their skin could kill mosquitoes.

But his complexion is actually better than most pathological young people.

"Xiaobing, I'm back. When will I get some rest today? Let's kill me for a game?"

"Go away, Xiaobing, we have been waiting for a long time. Don't listen to Old Wu's. Have you got us today?"

"Oh, Xiaobing, is this your boyfriend? So handsome, like when I was young..."

"Shameless, I don't know what you were like when you were young?"

Several old people kept talking, and the corridor became lively.

Liu Bing smiled:

"I have something to do today, so I can't play chess with you for the time being. Oh, this is our new colleague in the chess and card room."

When he heard the new colleague, several old men looked at Jiang Bengshu and their eyes became more friendly.

But Jiang Bingshu felt it was strange.

This look really makes me feel like my grandfather looks at my grandson.

But for some reason, he saw a kind of pity in the eyes of several old people.

It seems... his life is not long.

Liu Bing didn't explain anything.

But Jiang Bingshu knew very well that he had been to the disease hatchery many times and knew that the average life expectancy of people in the lung area was forty-seven years.

These old people look like they are in their 70s and 80s, or even in their 80s and 90s.

This is not simple.

In a pathological environment, being able to live to 70 or 80 is a very strange thing in itself.

The voice in his mind didn't say anything, but Jiang Bengshu knew very well that these old people were indeed sick.

There are only a handful of healthy people in the hospital city.

The oldest person Jiang Bingshu has ever met is the old monk who picked up rags outside the orphanage.

"We must respect the elderly in this alley. I will tell you something in the future, but now you can go see the horse and other colleagues first."

What pieces are there for chess?

Horse, court, soldier, chariot, cannon, soldier.

There is also a handsome one.

Jiang Bingshu rubbed his hands excitedly, feeling excited that he was about to meet with the heroes.

Inside the chess and card room, the elderly are playing chess again.

There were also three old women and an old man playing mahjong.

After Liu Bing came in, they all smiled and nodded at Liu Bing.

How can the weird girl be liked by the elderly? Jiang Bengshu is very happy. People who respect the elderly and love the young are all good people.

Without much greeting, the elderly indoors were immersed in entertainment activities. Liu Bing took Jiang Jianshu and walked through the hall of the chess and card room.

The Baichuan chess and card room is quite big.

Chess and card area, mahjong area, a place to watch TV, and a place to eat.

With so many elderly people here, Jiang Bingshu feels like he is coming to a rest area of ​​a nursing home.

There are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, with words such as "I am sick from all directions", "I am sick from life, and I am sick from a serious illness", "I am sick from a country in the country" and the street scenes of the old area of ​​the lung area decades ago.

After passing through various areas, Liu Bing took Jiang Bings into the staff rest area of ​​the chess and card room.

The pool table and massage chairs are quite decent.

At the end, Liu Bing stopped at the place where the conference room was written.

The meeting room door was not locked.

There was a sleepy voice coming from inside, and someone was talking on the phone.

The sound is quite clear, and this conference room has no sound insulation effect at all.

The people inside seemed to notice someone outside, but they still spoke loudly, and they seemed very relieved:

"Are you sure? Sister Che, can't you handle this? We have to ask us to help, we can't handle it even more. Why don't we just pass the matter to the medical supervision team?"

This should be the sound of a horse? Jiang Bengshu guessed.

"Ma Zi, you have a low level of consciousness. The people in the Illegal Supervision Group will only make things troublesome. And the purpose of those people is not to make the lung area peaceful."

This is a female voice with a charming look.

Although Jiangbianshu didn't see anyone, he always felt that the sound was numb.

"Sister Che, can you please call me Ma Zi? Just call me Xiao Ma?"

"Ma Zi is a respectful title. Didn't people in ancient times always do this? If the surname Kong is respected as Confucius, if the surname Zhuang is respected as Wei Zhuang, if the surname Xun is respected as Xun." The woman laughed and joked.

Ma sneered:

"You're going to tell someone surnamed Niu, do you think you're scolding?"

Liu Bing listened to these nonsense and exchanged greetings, and had the urge to kick the door.

Che is a charming woman, but Liu Bing and Che don’t deal with her very much.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. My sister is going to talk about the serious business."

"Normally, I wouldn't let an incompetent soldier do what I can do."

"But this time, it was the coach's advice. Three days later, the coach hopes to see the new little guy heading to the lung area subway station to take the subway."

Liu Bing glanced at the ginger tree in confusion.

Even the coach noticed Jiang Bengshu? Who is he?

Jiang Bengshu was actually very excited, probably thinking that he wanted to get a promotion and a salary increase.

"Has the head coach dreamed again?"

"Well, this dream is clearer than before. Although I don't know the specific situation, I at least know that it is related to the subway, and it will be three days later."

"Grass!"

The horse was scared.

If there is a disease in a subway area, the traffic volume will be unimaginable.

Liu Bing outside the door didn't expect that he would hear such news as soon as he came back.

Jiang Bingshu probably understood a little.

It seems that the dream of the "coach" can predict part of the future.

And this future shows that a certain subway station in the lung area will have a disease?

Jiang Bingshu remembered that Liu Bing said that the more people die in the diseased domain, the more sick the diseased domain will become.
To be continued...