"Eh, I didn’t even see it on my way here."
Lin Fan didn’t think much of it, picked up the wallet, which contained an ID card.
Li Dazhuang, male, born in 1980, address...
One red banknote, three green banknotes, two one-yuan coins.
As a child, he had learned a song, taught by a teacher.
’I found a coin by the roadside...’
I heard in the past it was about a penny.
Latter on, the penny was gone, and it beca about a coin, a change to keep up with the tis.
Of course, no matter how it changed, the ssage was always to hand over found money to the police officer.
Even in the apocalypse, he still felt it was better to give it to the police officer.
He was very poor, having just found work, but if the money wasn’t his, he would never take it.
Pushing away the garbage cart, he placed it back in its usual spot on the street and then headed towards the police station with the wallet.
The streets.
Occasionally, zombies would appear, lunging at Lin Fan, but faced with the might of a single sword strike, they were all cleaved in two with no chance of resistance.
Money had beco useless in the apocalypse.
That was the consensus of many people.
But to Lin Fan, whether it was useful or not, he wanted to bring the money to the police station and put it in the hands of the police officer.
At this mont.
On the second floor of a cake shop, a pair of bright eyes was hidden behind the curtains, watching Lin Fan outside.
Seeing soone walking on the street without any restraint.
The owner of these eyes was shocked.
Outside, there were those terrifying zombies.
Was he really not afraid?
The person with these bright eyes was nad Su Xiaoxiao.
When the apocalypse struck, she was living in the small room inside the shop. She opened the curtain to breathe so fresh air and saw complete chaos outside.
People attacking each other, tearing away, blood splattering everywhere, a scene of horror and gore.
She thought of a zombie apocalypse imdiately.
During this ti, she saw many survivors; so arrived in vehicles, others moved stealthily. Without making any noise, she just quietly observed.
Everyone was a trendy young person, who had been exposed to many things.
Movies, web series and such - many plots involved won being threatened, losing their chastity, and becoming the playthings of the group of survivors, or even being used as bait in the face of danger, thrown to the zombies.
She was young and beautiful, and also a sowhat famous cake vlogger online.
Liking to dress in Lolita fashion and record videos of making cakes.
She attracted a crowd of followers.
Of course, having been online, there were many disgusting comnts, such as one from a netizen nad ’Autumn Fish Cleaver’— a greasy looking fat man— who had comnted on her video.
’I really want to lift your skirt while you make the cake. And from behind... heh heh.’
Despite many fans scolding him on her behalf,
He faced the abuse as if he were an old hand, unfazed by any vitriol.
Therefore, after the apocalypse began, she knew she must not let other survivors find her, otherwise, it would be very dangerous. Though there were many good people in the world, even good people have their desires, and without legal constraints, a good person could turn bad.
Desire is often the scariest thing.
She quietly peered out, not daring to make a sound.
At that mont.
As Lin Fan prepared to deliver the money to the police station, he seed to feel the gaze upon him, stopped in his tracks, and looked towards the cake shop, startling Su Xiaoxiao who quickly ducked her head, hiding behind the curtains, not daring to make a sound.
"Was I discovered?"
Su Xiaoxiao was very nervous. After a mont, she peeked outside again and found it was empty, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
But then,
She beca tense again.
Various terrifying scenarios flashed through her mind, wondering if the other person might be hiding nearby, or if he had already spotted her and was thinking of finding a back door or climbing to the second floor to get in?
With this thought,
Su Xiaoxiao beca afraid. She looked at a glass jar beside her, and without a second thought, she quietly opened the window and threw it with all her might into the distance.
Bang.
The shattering sound of the glass jar was piercing.
Not much ti had passed.
Roar!
A zombie growled.
Su Xiaoxiao had hoped to use the zombies to scare the others away.
...
The police station.
Lin Fan entered the police station.
The surroundings were very quiet.
The place didn’t beco desolate because it was empty, but instead, it still seed sacred and solemn. Coming inside and thinking about the guy he had brought last ti, Lin Fan realized he was no longer there and assud the police must have taken him away.
After all, those who make mistakes often must pay the price.
Lin Fan placed the found wallet on the table and began to fill in the registration, writing down the details of the incident, including his contact information. After all, there were many people returning wallets with good intentions only to be falsely accused of stealing the money inside.
Such incidents might be rare, but they definitely happen.
He looked around.
So quiet.
Turning to leave, he walked down the corridor, his eyes drawn to the words on the wall. Each ti he read them, he felt a great surge of power in his heart, perhaps that was the presence of justice.
Just as he was about to reach the door,
a black SUV-like vehicle pulled up, causing Lin Fan to stare blankly for a mont; it had an imposing aura.
The people inside extended their heads out of the windows to scan the surroundings and, finding no issues, four crew-cut n alighted from the vehicle.
At their first glimpse of Lin Fan, they were startled as though they hadn’t expected to see another living person.
Each of them looked towards Lin Fan with caution.
"Hello," Lin Fan greeted them, a friendly address that could often make a good first impression.
The four n who got out were well-equipped, with distinctive steel plates protecting their arms and legs.
"Should we get rid of him?"
"No need for now; we don’t want to alert the nearby zombies. Let’s go inside and look for firearms first,"
"Okay."
That was precisely why they had co to the police station: to find guns.
With the strict regulation of guns in the country, they couldn’t find any elsewhere. During this ti, they had continually been scouring for supplies.
Then, the idea of coming to this police station for firearms had occurred to them.
With guns, they would undoubtedly hold an absolute advantage among the survivors.
Before the apocalypse, they had been gang mbers involved in illicit activities in Huang City, from loan sharking to organizing gambling, managing bathhouses, and even engaging in campus loans. If not for the tough crackdown, they would have had a presence in every campus across Huang City.
The vehicle outside was one their boss had bought with their earnings.
An armored MPV with BR7 armor rating, all-wheel drive, 20-inch ground clearance, a 6.7-liter eight-cylinder engine, and a body made of special steel plates that could effortlessly crush zombies. It was undeniably a mobile safe house in the apocalyptic world.
Usually, they drove around in the vehicle, searching for supplies and won.
When they encountered won, they often pretended to be good people, acting friendly and willing to help with survival. But once they brought them back to their stronghold, the true apocalypse began.
Usually, the boss was the first to "play."
Then it was their turn.
They imprisoned the won until they grew bored, then drove them to the streets, kicking them out of the vehicle to beco food for the zombies.
The four n ignored Lin Fan and coordinated with each other as they walked into the police station.
anwhile, the driver sitting in the car calmly watched Lin Fan.
He wondered... what would happen when they ca out? Perhaps they’d tie him up and drag him behind the car, then release him for the pursuing zombies to tear apart, distracting the zombies for them?
It would probably be sothing like that.
Lin Fan approached the window and tapped on it lightly, greeting the person inside with a smile.
Seeing a survivor in the apocalypse was a good thing.
It’s just that for so reason, the other person seed cold and gave off a bad vibe.
Was it just an illusion?
Uh...
He didn’t rush to leave.
Instead, he waited to see what those who had just entered the police station would do.
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