January 1, 2025, evening, 16:19, Japan, the long-occupied coast of Kyushu, densely populated, a dusty and indoor.

A ten-year-old girl sat quietly on her knees, holding a black and white portrait in her arms, her green and white fingers groped the face on the portrait over and over again, and her lowered eyes were full of sad nostalgia.

She raised her soft little face to look at the man hidden in the darkness, her eyes swept over the dripping dried blood on the ground, and her lips trembled into a trembling voice.

"Brother, Hirano-kun and Kojima-san, they ......" Although she understood the result in her heart, she still held that luck and asked in a low voice, "How are they?"

"I disposed of it." The man's voice was as cold as frost, with a touch of coldness, as if it was not a big fault to dispose of one or two people, "Junzi, don't be naïve anymore. Since they're all infected like that, I'll have to get rid of them. Even if they still had the will to be human beings at that time......"

"Hmm......" The girl called "Junko" covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and a low cry overflowed from her fingers, listening to it uncomfortably, "Brother, Kyushu Island...... Isn't it, is it just the two of us?"

The man pondered for a long time, pulled out a cut of the long Tai knife in his hand, and then said, "Maybe...... Haven't we met any other survivors since Hirano and Kojima?"

"Then why? Why didn't the news of the rescue come out? Has all of Japan fallen?" Junko held the black and white portrait, and big tears fell on it, unfolding a continuous splash, "Brother, what should we do?" Mom, what are we going to do?"

The man stroked the edge of the knife and let out a long sigh. In the end, he stood up from the darkness, stepped over to the girl's side, leaned down and hugged her trembling shoulders: "Listen. Junko, staying on Kyushu Island will die. So. We have to leave."

"Where else can we go? It's all the living dead out there, so many! If my brother cares about me, he will even die! Junko grabbed her brother's thick arm like a life-saving straw, and she didn't want to let go for a long time, "I'm such a useless person, always dragging you down, if it weren't for me. My brother has long been ......"

"That's more than that." The man interrupted her with a cold face, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and said sternly, "My mother once taught me that no one is born an outcast, and if a person is defined as a 'fool' and a 'waste', it can only be said that the people around him are not capable of developing his talents."

"Junko, you've done a great job." The man took out the portrait from her bosom, his eyes gentle and delicate, but full of deep sorrow. Mother has always been proud to have such a lovely and well-behaved daughter as you, so don't say anything discouraged."

"Brother......

"Junko. Let's rest first, and tomorrow morning I will go to a mountain villa with my brother, and I heard that there is a private jet there." The man patted his sister on the back, as he had comforted her countless times when she was a child, and said gently, "We...... Go to Huaxia and go back to the place where you gave birth to your mother."

"Shall we return to her hometown with our mother's ashes?"

"We. . Don't wait for that person to apologize for being more than ten years late, now...... It's too late, too late. My brother's heart is already cold. I think even if he kneels in front of me. I won't forgive him again."

Junko's mournful eyes swept over the face on the portrait that looked seven points similar to herself, tears welled down, with full of longing and worthlessness for this woman, and slowly spoke: "Okay, don't wait for that person anymore...... It's not worth it anymore."

The trombone of the zombies resounded throughout the empty and depressed neighborhood, and the elder brother untied his coat and put it on his sleeping sister, and then sat down by the door of the Japanese room with his back straight, resting his lap across the sword, motionless like a statue waiting for the dawn to come.

At the same time, at the other end, the "Glory" base, the medical department building, the ** type isolation zone.

"Hey, mom! Damn it hurts! It hurts the fat man to death! Wei Jun howled at the top of his voice, his fat body rolled down from the hospital bed, and the large hospital gown was stuck to his body like a tights, how to look at it, "! No matter how much the fat man dreams, he thinks that someone wants to strangle me, but it is a special dress! Why is Nima's collar so tight! Don't you know how a pair of scissors click?"

A circle of fat was squeezed out of his neck by the tightened collar, Wei Jun angrily reached out and frantically picked up the hospital gown, but unexpectedly raised his hand to wipe it all the strangled fat, and he suddenly turned red: "Why don't you let the fat man live!" Even a piece of clothing discriminates against fat people, ah! Xiaoyu, come and go! I'm going to be strangled! "

The loud shouting immediately alarmed the SWAT in the corridor, because the location of the voice was an independent single treatment room for the Alien, so the guards and doctors were extremely nervous, lest the Alien Something would happen. But as soon as I pushed the door in, I saw a ball of meat lifting his hospital gown with teeth and claws, rolling on the ground without any image, revealing a large thick layer of fat on his stomach.

"Boom!" The tumbling fat man crashed into the door panel, and when he raised his eyes, he realized that the door was full of people.

Everyone: "......"

"It must be the wrong way for the fat man to roll." Wei Jun muttered, but the villain in his head frantically flipped the table and yelled, asking for rewind to come again!

The two special police officers laughed dryly twice and raised their hands to help Wei Jun, but they didn't see how much strength they used, so they took off the tight hospital gown on the fat man's body three or two times. Handing over the complete hospital gown to the physician on the side, a SWAT officer thoughtfully took an oversized . [,！ The size of the down jacket was handed to Wei Jun, and he motioned for him to wrap his white body.

Wei Jun clumsily put on his clothes, raised his hand and touched his empty abdomen, just wanted to open his mouth to ask for sex food, but somehow he hit a spirit, and Du Mukai's shy little face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ah, that, big brother." Wei Jun grabbed the hand of the special police officer suddenly, and the force was terrifying, "Kid...... Yes! It's that little boy, a boy named Du Mukai, he, he's okay?"

Thinking that he had fallen unreliably during Han Xiuyu's absence, the guilt of neglecting Du Mukai's child suddenly drowned Wei Jun and couldn't find the north.

"Dumukai?" The special police carefully recalled the image of the child who was mixed with Wei Jun, and it took a long time to remember such a person, "Well, it's a skinny boy, I remember that it was handed over to the medical department to take care of, there should be no problem, and after your physical condition is checked, you can go to the medical department to get someone."

"Good...... That's good." Wei Jun rubbed his hands that were as round as white radish, struggled for a while, and said, "So, can you check it faster?" Fat man, I have a feeling of uneasiness."

The doctor chuckled Wei Jun to lie on the hospital bed, while scooping up the stethoscope and carefully examining his physical condition. Under Wei Jun's repeated urging, the doctor had to relax the next long list of re-examinations and let this fiery supernatural go home to find the child.

"Glory" base, research department area, dissection room.

"You can't be wrong, it's a wound torn by a sharp claw." A researcher pointed to a female corpse lying on the platform, his brows furrowed, "The deceased found next to a garbage dump in a dark alley was a scavenger woman, who had been dead for more than twelve hours, the deceased's pupils were dilated, his eyes were frightened, and he probably saw something terrible before he died."

"The throat was crushed and torn, and together with the bone vertebrae at the back of the neck, it was pinched into pieces. This kind of force cannot be controlled by non-special forces and professional killers, and the possibility of ordinary people being attacked is basically ruled out." Another researcher kept taking notes, and the words in his mouth were repeated, "Of course, the possibility of the Stranger making a move is not ruled out, but based on the scarcity of the Stranger and the base's grasp of the movement of the Stranger, there is no reason why they did it."

"What's more, isn't it ridiculous for a supernatural person to do something to a scavenger?"

"So, what do you mean......"

"It can only be a high-level body, and it is only a high-level body that is very cautious and cautious." The researcher put down the paper and pen, pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said slowly, "I guess I am wise, I tore the prey with my claws, but I only sucked a few mouthfuls of blood, probably because I disliked the scavenger woman's appetite, so I ended the hunt, and I didn't even leave a trace of saliva, which made it impossible to catch the handle."

"You're saying that the base is really mixed in with high-level zombies?" Another person carefully pinched off a small piece of blackened minced meat with tweezers, and put it on a porcelain-white plate to examine it carefully, "Tsk, isn't this one's toxin too powerful, you see, it's all black like this."

"It's understandable that the poison is like this, do you remember the amount of meat that the poisonous python is missing every day?" The eyed man loosened his collar, and his face turned pale, "I guess, it must have something to do with the genes that devoured that poisonous python. It naturally generated its own venom, and it is not weak, you say, if it is poisoned in the daily water of the base, how many people will die?"

"Frightened...... Don't scare me! "

"It's just a guess, don't be nervous. However, this possibility cannot be ruled out." The researcher pulled the white cloth on one side to cover the body of the female corpse, and a deep melancholy flashed in his eyes, "So, you know, it is precisely because of the wisdom of the other party that our research results cannot be too publicized."

"Secretly inform the military department to prepare armed personnel, and then inform the medical department to do a screening and testing of the population of the whole base, and be sure to find it out in the shortest possible time, otherwise...... During the time period when there was no poisonous python to supply meat, at least seven or eight people would have to die! (To be continued)

ps: I will reply to the bird ...... when I have time in the comment area. Tired and lie down! Don't ask me when I saved the manuscript, I just want to say that I worked hard to code the text!

Love Mawen! Love dear! ╭(╯3╰)╮Then, about the characteristics of Yunmo picking up things...... Aren't all cats like that?