"Congratulations, kid, you're already a member of Shinjo!"

Yang Dongdong happily slapped a booklet on my chest.

"Uh, thank you?"

I had to take my residence permit and keep it in my hand.

After all, the husk has no pockets.

Wang Defa, I'm not happy at all!

I should have been stepping on the gas pedal right now, and I'm on my way home!

"Well, happy today, I'll invite you to have a drink."

Yang Dongdong then hooked my neck again.

"No, no, I, I have gout, yes, I have gout, I can't drink."

I shook my head quickly and tried to escape from under his damp creaky pit.

God knows, it's autumn, why is he still sweating so much.

"Oh, just a drink, it's going to be fine, let's go."

It was when Yang Dongdong and I were in a state of absence.

"Oh my God. Sheriff, dead! Constable! He's dead! ”

A woman in a blue overalls ran over the street in the night, screaming and rushing.

"How do you speak? Am I not here well? ”

Yang Dongdong was not happy for a while.

The overalls woman looked at me with puzzled eyes, then stared at Yang Dongdong and continued:

"Oh, my dearest Sheriff Yang, I certainly didn't mean you were dead.

Damn, how could I make such a mistake.

May Our Lady forgive me.

I am here to express my sincere apologies to you. ”

"Okay, I'm up to you, Ms. Lan, to the point, who's dead."

Yang Dongdong took advantage of the other party's inattention and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, look at me, I can't get to the point when I'm flustered.

It's Ma Ximei, a female worker on the assembly line with me.

She died in the factory, right next to me.

Oh my God, it was a horrible scene.

I almost fainted. ”

Ms. Lan continued to describe the incident with us in her strange tone.

It turned out that the case occurred at the time of the fall of the satellite.

When everyone in the factory heard the loud noise, they ran out to check the situation.

However, because they were in the last process of the entire assembly line, the informant Ms. Lan and the victim Ma Ximei could not stop the work at hand.

While concentrating on the work at hand, Ms. Lan suddenly noticed that there were more parts to be processed on the assembly line.

When I turned my head to look, I found that Ma Ximei, who was in the same process as her, was lying in a pool of blood and unconscious.

Then she hurriedly rushed out of the factory and asked the supervisor for help.

But when the supervisor took someone back to the shop floor to check, the floor was empty, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone only thought that Ms. Lan was talking nonsense, and Ma Ximei went home by herself after finishing her work.

"Calm down, Ms. Lan. Are you sure you saw Ma Ximei die with your own eyes? ”

Yang Dongdong twisted his head and whispered in my ear: "Poor crazy woman, this is the twenty-fifth time she has reported the crime to me.

It was all trivial.

You know, Zhenxincheng has my detective Yang Dongdong here, but there has been no homicide for five consecutive years. ”

For this man who did everything possible to force a zombie into the city and 'help' him get a residence permit, I really can't agree that he is a detective.

I nodded noncommittally out of politeness.

"Of course I'm sure, my old fellow."

As she spoke, Ms. Lan held up the three fingers of her right hand, "I dare to swear in the name of Our Lady that I saw her lying in a pool of blood.

And after work, I went to her house, and she never went back. ”

"Okay, okay." Yang Dongdong shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "It seems that our drinking party today has to be canceled for the time being, isn't it, my dear friend." ”

"That's a pity."

I raised an eyebrow, suppressing the joy in my heart.

It's good to cancel it, I wish it was now, immediately, after escaping his attention, and quietly disappeared from the real new city.

"That's right." Yang Dongdong patted his head, "You don't have a place to go tonight." Otherwise, you follow me first, and when you finish watching the scene, I will arrange a place for you to live. ”

"Ah, thanks, no need to bother."

I hurriedly waved my hand.

"Don't bother, don't bother, Lao Yu's fellow is my fellow countryman.

You know, I, Yang Dongdong, am the most righteous man in Zhenxincheng.

Okay, don't talk about it, if you refuse again, you won't give me face.

Ms. Lan, take us to the scene of the incident. ”

……

In fact, the first time I heard that I was going to the scene of the murder, I refused.

But Yang Dongdong rejected my refusal.

Oh my God, is there any royal law in this world?

Well, it seems that ten years ago, when the Resident Evil broke out in full force, there was no more.

Zhenxincheng is not big, and even if Yang Dongdong clamps me, it does not affect his feet at all.

Soon we came to a textile mill that looked shabby on the outside.

The textile mill had already gone off work, and there wasn't even a single security guard left behind.

A closed gathering place like Zhenxincheng seems to be able to stay closed at night.

"That's it, sheriff, and die here."

Following Ms. Lan's fingers, we looked at the station at the very end of the assembly line.

"Do me a favor."

Yang Dongdong took out a flashlight from his waist and handed it to me, "Take care of it for me." ”

"Okay." Reluctantly, I took the flashlight and held it up.

Then Yang Dongdong lay on the ground, carefully searching for clues.

"Ahh He touched the scraps and thread of his nose.

"Ms. Lan, are you sure she was lying in a pool of blood? False reports are punishable by detention. ”

Yang Dongdong rubbed his nose and put his index finger stained with cloth crumbs in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

"True, my sheriff. She fell right here. There was blood all underneath him. ”

Ms. Lan continued to point to the floor and said with a serious expression.

"See for yourself, yellow shavings."

Yang Dongdong moved his finger to her eyes, "What kind of blood can be in this workshop full of damn cloth crumbs and threads without leaving a trace?" ”

"But, sheriff, I really see it."

Ms. Lan looked incredulous.

"Alright, I know I'm unstoppable, and you're always trying to get close to me."

Yang Dongdong slapped the cloth crumbs off his hands, "This time I will act as if nothing happened." If you report a false case next time, I'll take it personally. ”

"Wronged, I didn't report the false case."

Ms. Lan's innocent face and frightened look did not look like she was telling a lie.

I twitched my nose, consciously or unconsciously, and the smell of blood was very thin.

Zombies have extremely sensitive noses, especially the perception of the smell of blood.

"Wait." I interrupted the conversation.

With a flashlight, he lay on the ground.

Yang Dongdong carefully inspected the ground.

But he didn't look at the bottom of the line.

"Look, this."

No wonder the smell of blood was so thin that I could only notice it when I stood on the sidelines.

I followed the faint smell of blood, and found only a small patch of dark red crumbs.

It's glued to the bottom of the assembly line.

My name is Bu Shiren.

It was my first night as a corpse detective, inexplicably.

Hopefully also the last night.