Shen Xing was so frightened that he turned around sharply and ran out of the door.

While running, I subconsciously closed the door.

I only heard a "clang" sound, the door was actually locked, and the detective was still inside.

Shen Xing turned around and wanted to push the door open, trying to pull the detective along, but found that the door was really locked, unless the detective himself opened the door from the inside.

I could already hear the movement inside very, very loud, as if there was a fight.

Inspector Hunter must have gritted his teeth and cursed desperately, "Damn! You goddamn zombie. ”

Then a gunshot was heard.

Zombie?

Shen Xing was a little confused now, how could there be such a terrifying thing as zombies?

Why was he so clever just now, he brought the door with his hand, but it didn't seem right, it seemed to kill the detective.

After hearing a few more gunshots, it became quiet inside.

It is estimated that the detective successfully eliminated the zombies.

Shen Xing wanted to knock on the door and then say congratulations to him, congratulating you on your heroic extermination of the zombies.

However, the inspector must have asked me, which bastard just closed the door, and how should I answer?

Ah, headaches, headaches.

The door opened suddenly.

The detective stuck his head out, his hat was gone, his head bowed, his hands firmly on the edge of the door.

Shen Xing almost wanted to laugh, this handsome detective was actually a Mediterranean, no wonder he had to take care of those four eyebrows.

It can be seen that although the inspector has defeated the zombies, he is exhausted and can't even lift his head.

It's a shame that I seem to have missed a great Inspector vs. Zombie show. It's all my fault, why did you close the door? This problem will have to be fixed later.

"Detective, are you alright?" Shen Xing had no choice but to whisper in concern.

Seeing that the detective didn't speak, Shen Xing was a little skeptical that he was really out of breath?

Shen Xing cautiously reached out, picked up the detective's smooth chin, and slowly lifted his face.

"Hey, Detective, are you alright?" Shen Xing asked in a low voice.

Inspector Hunter was dying, his face was covered in scars and blood, the corners of his eyes were swollen, he couldn't open his eyes, and he felt like he was almost out of breath.

Shen Xing was terrified.

If the detective really dies, it will be a big trouble, he shouldn't have cursed him just now, if he can save his life, maybe someone in the yamen will be able to do things better in the future.

Suddenly, a white hand came through the crack in the door, grabbed the detective's last remaining hair, and dragged him in, and dragged him in, as if he was going to hell!

"Save Me ......"

Inspector Hunter struggled to open his eyes and let out the faintest cry for help before losing his strength and being dragged away by the zombies behind the door.

Shen Xing subconsciously flashed back just now.

But suddenly it occurred to me that although Lao Tzu had just crossed over, he suddenly encountered this kind of unfortunate thing, if he just retreated like this, how would he mix it up in the future? I wonder if I'm a great demon god.

Is there such a great demon god?

Besides, there should be a "novice crossing the protection period" or something, after all, I was invited by God to come here, and I came here by urinating, not the kind of person who was hit by a car and then crossed over to an undecomposed corpse.

Thinking of this, Shen Xing decisively launched a ruthless attack.

He twisted the wine bottle and rushed in, just like a food stall seeking justice for his brother, rushing in fiercely!

I saw that the ugly zombie had climbed up to the window, and was leaning over and dragging the detective up by the neck.

Obviously, it didn't bother to pay attention to Shen Xing, who was angry and rushed to the crown, and just wanted to drag the detective and jump downstairs.

Nima, dare to ignore my existence, don't you know that I am the future Great Demon God? I can't bear it anymore!

Shen Xing picked up the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it directly on the zombie's head.

Just listen to the sound of "bang".

The bottle shattered, and the zombie's hand was loosened, and it had fallen out of the window.

Shen Xing casually threw the broken bottle onto the bed, and hurriedly picked up the detective on the ground.

I saw that the detective seemed to have lost his breath.

Shen Xing exclaimed loudly, his voice was very excited.

"Inspector, Inspector! Are you alright, Inspector? The zombies have been beaten away by me, you must not have anything to do, Detective, we have just met, you must hold on, hold on. ”

"I'm fine, thank you...... Rescue me. Inspector Hunter said with difficulty.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm worried about you."

Shen Xing pretended to wipe away the non-existent sweat on his forehead, feeling as if he had been infected and had become a comic actor.

After he helped Inspector Hunter up, he pointed to the broken bottle on the bed and whispered to comfort him, "Inspector, the bottle is broken, I'll give you another one when I go back, okay?" ”

Detective Hunter could only reluctantly nod.

Shen Xing muttered in his heart, do you remember to owe me an apology, it's obviously an empty wine bottle, I have to say what kind of murder weapon, monster, seal.

Inspector Hunter had already recovered from his recovery, and he asked Shen Xing to let go of his hand and slowly walked to the window by himself.

Both of them looked out the window.

It was pitch black down there, and nothing could be seen.

Inspector Hunter walked over slowly, picked up his revolver, put on his hat again, glanced at the broken bottle that had been wronged, and hurriedly said:

"Quick, let's hurry down and look for him, don't let him escape, otherwise, the whole Palm City will suffer!"

******

Little cousin Joanne hurried away.

She was in a hurry to catch the last bus, which was on the street five or six hundred meters away from the square.

At this moment, there are almost no pedestrians on the road, and because there are no street lights, it is difficult to see people more than ten meters away.

She walked so fast that she could hear her own distinct footsteps, the soft sound of the soles of her shoes on the small stone pavement.

Suddenly, she noticed that someone behind her was walking at almost the same pace as herself.

Joanne looked back alarmedly and saw a tall, lanky man in a gray top hat.

Although she couldn't make out the man's face, Joanne was sure that the tall and thin man was very agile, and his steps were so light that even so, she could hear his cadence and footsteps.

Joanne wasn't panicked at all, she touched her thigh, and the dagger was hidden under her skirt.

If anyone dares to attack......

Hum! I'll just give him a face.

She hastened to speed up.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him also sped up.

What to do, do you want to just run?

Suddenly, a pony carriage turned in front of me, and this richly decorated carriage was usually the private car of foreign nobles.

The old coachman in the carriage had a flashlight, and he shone it this way.

Joanne immediately flashed to the side of the road.

By the light of the flashlight, she hurriedly looked back, trying to see the face of the man behind her. The man seemed to flash to the side of the road, and quickly lowered his head, and his movements were so fast that he knew at a glance that he was not an idle person.

Joanne's eyes were sharp, and in a split second, she could see the man's face clearly.

It's a foreigner! And his face was full of horrific scars, the kind that he should have been hit by a shotgun at close range. It seems to be a one-eyed dragon, blocking the hole in its left eye with a dark gray glass orb.

It can be seen how ferocious and ugly this appearance is, and this kind of person knows at a glance that it is not a good thing.

Joanne thought to herself, bad thing, you dare to follow me secretly, hmph, you wait and see.

As the carriage passed by her, the old coachman glanced at her, and then deliberately shone his flashlight on the man in front of her. In the driver's opinion, it is simply unforgivable that a suspicious man secretly stalking a cute little girl at such a late hour.

"Hey! Go away, hear no, and stay away from this lady. ”

The old coachman reprimanded the man as if he were reprimanding the black slaves on the plantation.

Joanne stopped to look and saw that the stalker had turned and walked back. It can be seen that he did not dare to provoke the coachman, or rather, the people in this carriage.

Joanne breathed a sigh of relief, foreigners still have to be governed by foreigners!

The carriage walked slowly forward, and it should be a big man inside.

Convinced that the man had not followed, Joanne walked quickly.

Soon came to the bus stop platform.

There were about six or seven people waiting for the bus.

After a while.

The bus came, with only one front door open, and the passengers got off and then on.

Joanne slowly went up behind the group, there were not many passengers in the car, and there were many empty seats.

Suddenly, Joanne noticed that there was a guest in the last two or three rows, who was also wearing a gray top hat, exactly the same as the hat of the tall, thin one-eyed dragon just now.

Joanne's heart tightened suddenly, how did he get in the car?

The gray top hat deliberately lowered his head so that no one could see his face.

The car drove off.

The driver shouted, "Everyone sit down, please hurry home when you get off the bus at the station, don't wander on the road." There have been several homicides recently, one of which was getting out of a car and wandering on the road and then being killed by gangsters. The company would like to remind our passengers to be safe. ”

Hearing this from the driver, the passengers began to get nervous.

Someone said to himself, "You know what? One of the murders was said to have been a gangster who followed a female student attending night school and then killed her. The patrol room found a note on the deceased's body, and there were actually two words written on it - 'save me', don't you think it's strange? ”

Everyone held their breath, the car was so dark, the atmosphere was so depressing, no one wanted to talk more.

The man continued to nag, "You said that when you encounter a gangster, you should shout for help, how can you have time to write a note and write 'help me'?" Hey, is it going to be written for the Grim Reaper after death......"

"Stop talking, shut up!" Someone really couldn't stand it and said him fiercely.

There was silence all around, except for the sound of car engines.

It was dark in the carriage, and white faces were dangling in the dark, white, like zombies who had lost their lives.

……

The car traveled for a long time.

It was dark and quiet in the car.

Suddenly, something seemed to have fallen, and it was supposed to be a small thing like a bead rolling in the carriage.

It was a dark gray glass ball that was slowly rolling to the feet of her little cousin, Joanne.

She looked down.

Suddenly I thought of the gray topper-hat one-eyed dragon, and the socket of his left eye seemed to be the same dark gray glass orb.

Joanne was terrified!

Hurriedly turned his head to look at the gray topper-hat one-eyed dragon in the back seat, and found that he was still with his head down, didn't he know that his "eyeballs" had fallen?

Joanne felt disgusting and was about to reach out and kick it away.

In the dark, a little boy of five or six years old had already crouched down, crawled over, and reached out to grab it first.

The little boy deliberately lowered his head, crouched quietly in front of her, and did not speak.

Joanne couldn't see his face and didn't know what he was doing crouching there.

Joanne was nervous.

The little boy slowly raised his head, and his pale little face suddenly grinned, and the smile was very weird.

He slowly swallowed the glass ball into his mouth and grimaced again.

Joanne felt disgusting, disgusting, it was a naughty little boy.

The little boy slowly opened his mouth and said, "The eyeball is gone, I ate it." ”

Joanne was so frightened that she almost screamed.

The little boy grinned, spit it out again, squeezed it in his hand, and quickly spit out all the dirty saliva in his mouth.

He laughed, "I lied to you, look, it's clean now." ”

As he spoke, he placed the glass ball in his left eye and gestured at Joanne, "Do you look like an eyeball?" The devil's eyeballs. ”

This naughty little boy is so nasty.

Over there, the little boy's mother came over and pulled him back.

Joanne's heart was still pounding.

She really thought it was the gray-clad one-eyed dragon in the back seat who had fallen off and been eaten by the little boy......

Now that she had recovered herself, she couldn't help but sneak a peek at the gray top hat in the back seat. Was he the one who was following me on the road just now?

If it was him, then how did he get in the car, is he the devil? Only the devil can suddenly float into the car, so he's still following me?

Joanne has a very stubborn personality, and she must try to figure it out, otherwise, she will not be able to sleep at night.