"Thank you for telling the truth."
Lin Fan rose to his feet and placed the paper that recorded the other party’s cris on the table.
Feng Weihong said, "Big Brother, why are you thanking ? It’s all standard procedure."
Lin Fan didn’t say much. "I have recorded what you have done. You have done too many bad things. Reflect on them well while you’re here. I think when the police officer returns and sees the evidence of your cris I have recorded, he will surely teach you a lesson. I hope you can beco a better person and stop committing these bad deeds."
After saying that, he walked towards the outside, with Gu Hang following behind him.
"Ah?"
Feng Weihong looked confused, a bit too slow to react.
"Big Brother, co back, fuck, co back, what are you guys doing?"
He yelled out.
Completely flabbergasted.
What in the world is going on? Why would you lock up here, and what do those last words you said even an?
Upon thinking for a mont.
"Fuck, did he take to the police station as a criminal?" Feng Weihong’s eyes widened, his mouth agape, his neck flushed as he roared, "Motherfucker... Who are you lunatics to tie up like this? Let go, or I’ll kill you all."
He struggled.
The bindings were too tight.
There was no way to loosen them.
"Ah, motherfucking playing with ."
He was both angry and scared. This place wasn’t safe. What if zombies ca in? That would be the end of him.
Outside.
Lin Fan said, "So people make mistakes, and I can only bring them here. We’re just ordinary citizens; we don’t have the authority to enforce the law."
He thought of the four survivors he had kicked to death.
It was really helpless.
It really was self-defense, just for a mont... sigh.
No more talking.
Why think about these things? I’ve explained the situation to soone who took care of zombies, and they understood that it was self-defense; I’m not responsible.
He always was too kind, feeling regret for those he had kicked to death. If he had known, he would have been gentler.
Gu Hang remained silent, "Right, right, you’re right."
Suddenly.
"Heh heh... growl."
A zombie wearing a uniform appeared.
Gu Hang instantly beca alert. He knew a single zombie was no threat to Lin Fan, but regardless of the level of danger, caution was required.
"Don’t be nervous, I know him. He’s good, a police officer from the station. Even as a zombie, he’s still selflessly serving his duty." Lin Fan said, then waved at the uniford zombie.
"Hello, thank you for your hard work."
"Heh heh..."
The uniford zombie twisted his head, his pale eyes moving as if he was greeting Lin Fan.
Slowly coming up to Lin Fan, sniffing him, then sniffing at Gu Hang. Gu Hang could not remain as calm as Lin Fan, his expression tense, ready to explode at the slightest rustle.
But he was puzzled.
The zombie before him was unlike any he had previously seen.
The zombies he had seen before, upon seeing a living person, would pounce like mad dogs.
This zombie was very strange.
Could it be... this was a mutant zombie?
As he was thinking this, the uniford zombie ignored the two of them and leisurely walked inside; hearing the shouts from within, the zombie sprinted quickly inside.
Inside.
Feng Weihong was thinking of ways to untie the ropes binding him.
Looking at the tools around him.
Fuck!
Seeing the blood-stained kitchen knife, he thought it might be his only way to cut the ropes.
Suddenly.
There were sounds of running.
And heh-heh noises.
Panicking, he looked towards the door and to his horror, saw a zombie in uniform.
"Shit..."
Before long, wretched screams of agony and bursts of foul curses ca from inside.
"This..."
Gu Hang was stunned, his head spinning, overwheld with shock.
Lin Fan patted Gu Hang on the shoulder, "Don’t worry, this is just the police officer teaching a criminal a lesson. After all, he did so many bad things; his actions were really too evil."
Gu Hang said, "Has it always been like this before?"
"Yeah, exactly," Lin Fan replied.
Gu Hang pondered, thinking, a zombie that is a police officer able to distinguish criminals?
That was really too strange.
"Lin Fan, have you seen any other policen here?" Gu Hang asked, wanting to know if this was an isolated case or if there were many others.
Lin Fan replied, "No, I’ve only seen this one."
Gu Hang felt there was sothing strange about this situation.
Night.
Gu Hang, staying inside the house, was recording in a notebook.
[The zombie that can emit piercing shrieks attracting nearby zombies appears to have no physical differences from ordinary zombies. I tentatively classify it as a screeching type zombie.]
[...]
[The zombie that uses its limbs to crawl has great speed. An ordinary person encountering it would likely not escape death. I refer to it as a speed type zombie.]
[The uniford zombie, unlike other zombies but didn’t attack Lin Fan and , but attacked a criminal instead. Very strange, seems like it has reasoning but at the sa ti doesn’t, hard to judge, tentatively classified as a uniford zombie.]
Gu Hang kept thinking about finding a weak point among these zombies.
And he had found it.
That would be Lin Fan.
...
...
A few days later.
Gu Hang and Wang Kai were busy, bringing back tools, the noises of cutting and welding naturally attracting the attention of a few zombies, but for Gu Hang, such one or two zombies didn’t require Lin Fan’s intervention.
At the door.
Bang bang bang!
Zombies were banging on the tal door.
"Bro Hang, zombies are banging on the door," Wang Kai said.
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