But why does the other person know his name?

"What's the matter with you?"

Trant smiled and said, "Ah, then I'll get straight to the point." That, of course, you have to hurry up ......"

As he spoke, the man slowly slipped his hand into the pocket of his coat and pulled out something that resembled a mobile phone. "I don't think it's a big deal, but you should hold it."

Jill frowned and glanced quickly at the object in the other's hand. "What's that?"

"Ah, here's a collection of two or three documents that you'll find interesting. In fact, it's quite a compelling thing. The man said as he handed the object to Jill.

Jill held out her hand cautiously, and she noticed that it was a small disk reader, a very complex and expensive miniature computer. It can be seen that the man Trant must be a rich man, although his true identity is not yet known.

Jill put the reader in the bag on her waist and suddenly became curious about the man. "What department are you in?"

Trant shook his head: "This matter doesn't matter right now. All I can say is that now I have custody of a lot of important people in Raccoon City. ”

"Oh? I don't know if those people are too. What about S's 'friend', Mr. Trant? ”

Trant laughed, quietly and in a deep voice. "You have too many questions, you don't have much time, please read those documents. Also, if it were me, I would never let anyone know about this conversation, because it would have an extremely significant impact. ”

Trant turned and walked to the door on the other side of the room, holding the doorknob as he looked back at Jill. Suddenly, all the humor, seriousness, and seriousness that had just gone from that wrinkled face.

"I say it again, Miss Valentine. These are all facts, and there are no mistakes. Don't trust anyone, no one is as you see it on the surface...... Even if it's someone you think you're particularly familiar with. If you want to live a little longer, take this to heart. ”

Trant pushed open the door and left as if nothing had happened.

Jill looked at his fading back and thought of many things. Why did I meet a mysterious stranger I didn't know like I saw in a spy movie before. It's so strange to say......

- And, with a serious look on his face, the man casually gave himself thousands of dollars worth of instruments. He also repeatedly warned himself to be vigilant at all times, and it didn't look like a joke.

Jill didn't know what to do, and he didn't have time to think anymore. Presumably, Team Alpha had already assembled and waited for them, and they were all wondering where that guy had gone.

Jill picked up his heavy backpack and hurried out of the room.

Their weapons were equipped and inspected, and Wesker was impatient. Although his eyes were hidden behind his black sunglasses, Chris could tell from the fact that his face was facing the corner of the building. The helicopter was ready for departure, and the high-speed rotating propellers drove the moisture from the surrounding air without a trace. Because the helicopter's hatch was always open, even if everyone wanted to talk about something, they would be swallowed up by the noise of the engine. So everyone could only wait in silence.

Hurry up, Jill, quicken your pace......

Even when this thought crossed Chris in his heart, Jill's figure finally appeared in everyone's sight, and she trotted all the way with Team Alpha's equipment on her shoulder. There was still a 120,000 apology on his face. Wesker jumped out of the helicopter and ran up to pick up a backpack to help Jill share some of the burden.

Wesker followed behind her and closed all the helicopter doors, and the roar of the engines subsided.

"Is there a problem, Jill?" Although anger was not audible in Wesker's tone, there was a slight hint of disgust.

Jill shook his head and said, "There's a safe deposit box that won't be opened, so it's a waste of time. ”

For a moment, the captain stared at Jill, as if wondering how to reprimand her, only to shrug his shoulders. "Let's get a mechanic when we get back, and let's start distributing equipment."

Wesker put on his headphones and sat next to the driver, Brad, while Jill was handing out bulletproof vests to everyone. The helicopter slowly ascended, and Brad flew the helicopter in a northwest direction, and from mid-air, the Raccoon City Police Department became smaller and smaller.

Chris took the bulletproof vest that Jill handed over, and the others crouched down to sort out their gear. The helicopter flew towards the mountains of Acre and quickly flew over the city of Raccoon. The scenery below has changed from a bustling city to a desolate countryside, with a square of brown grass and fences for a leisurely and quiet home. The evening glow is a painting-like beauty that nature has bestowed upon it, creating a dream-like texture. In the few minutes of silence, Team Alpha had already gathered their equipment, and the members of the team had their own ideas.

If you're lucky, the Bravo team's helicopter may just have a mechanical breakdown. Presumably Foster landed the helicopter somewhere in the forest, presumably while he was fixing his engine with his hands dirty while waiting for the rescue of Team Alpha. Due to the malfunction of the helicopter, the search and rescue activities could not be carried out. If that's not the case......

Chris didn't want to think about other possibilities, frowning worriedly. During his time in the Air Force, he had witnessed the scene of a terrible helicopter crash, and due to pilot error, the plane carrying eleven trainers crashed like this. When the rescue team felt the scene, black smoke rose into the sky, the air was filled with the smell of gasoline-burned biological fat, and the only members of the helicopter were left with charred corpses. Even the ground was set on fire, and the scene remained in his dreams for months on end. The earth is burning, and the soil under his feet is also ignited......

Brad adjusted the pitch of the rotor and lowered the height of the helicopter slightly. Because of this slight bump, Chris recalled those unpleasant memories. The haggled borders of Raccoon City's wooded strip glide under everyone's noses, and the orange and yellow no-entry warning signs placed by the police can be seen, which contrasts sharply with the conservative green of the surrounding area. Dusk finally recedes behind the stage, and the forest gradually becomes covered with night.