"Wesker!"

Barry shouted. His loud, deep voice echoed through the empty hall.

"Captain Wesker!" Barry ran deeper down the hall as he turned back to Jill and said, "Don't get out of here! ”

Jill walked slowly towards the stairs, feeling a little dizzy. First Chris, now Captain. It had been less than five minutes since Barry and he left, and the captain had said he was here to wait for them to come back. Why is it gone? Jill looked around, trying to see if there was any sign of a fight, but couldn't find anything that could indicate what was going on here.

Barry emerges from the depths of the wide staircase, then slowly walks towards Jill while shaking his head. Jill bit her lip, looking a little sullen.

"Will Wesker run into those...... One of the monsters? ”

Barry sighed and said, "I don't think it's the Raccoon City police who came here and quietly took the captain away. But if anything happens, we should hear gunshots......"

The two men stood still, pondering what had happened. Jill was still a little scared when she thought of the walking corpse she had just encountered. On the other hand, however, this is true, and Jill is well placed to accept the current state of affairs. The forest area on the border of Raccoon City has become an area infested with zombies. After reading a lot of books about serial murderers, will you still accept the matter of cannibalizing zombies?

No, there won't be anything like that at all. It's understandable to mention murderous dogs, villas surrounded by secrets. There is not much room for doubt about what actually exists. What Jill doesn't understand is why these things happen, is there a connection between this villa and a string of murders? And are these zombies just occupying this villa?

Also, was the monster the last thing Betsy and Priscia saw?

Jill suddenly remembered the two girls in his mind.

"So, do we seek, or do we wait?" Jill finally asked.

"Go find them. Ken was here before. The rest of Bravo's team must have been somewhere in this villa. These people are like lost children, and Chris ......"

Barry barely managed to squeeze out a smile, but Jill read a worried look in his eyes.

"Chris and Wesker are just separated from us, and will find them."

Barry slipped his hand into the pocket of his bulletproof vest and pulled out something wrapped in a handkerchief and handed it to Jill. There seemed to be a metallic piece wrapped inside the thin piece of fabric, and Jill immediately understood what it was.

"Last month, you gave me these things. I think it's better for you to hold it. ”

Jill—nodded as she slipped the lockpicking tools into her fanny pack. Because Barry has always cared about Jill's previous "experience", she picks out two or three twist bars from the "tools used for trading" that she has used and gives them to Barry. The thin metal rods also hit something hard as they slipped off the fanny pack...... That's a miniature computer from Trant! Because of his nervousness, he had long forgotten about that strange encounter. Although Jill tries to tell Barry about this, he doesn't, as Tranter's last mysterious warning comes to Jill's ears again.

"If it were me, I would never tell anyone about this conversation."

Damn, I almost told Chris about that......

But where is Chris now? And what Tranter calls "significant impact" doesn't seem to have happened yet?

Jill was immersed in his own thoughts, Trant probably had nothing to do with the fact that he was in danger right now, and regardless of whether Barry was trustworthy or not, could that Trant be trusted? So let's keep things about Trant under wraps. But at least you have to find a chance to look at the contents of the files in the emblem computer.

I think it's better for the two of us to split up, and although I know it's going to be dangerous, this villa is too big. If we find anyone, come back here and meet them. We searched around this room. Barry stroked the beard on his chin as he stared at Jill earnestly. In favor, Jill? It's good to act together though......"

"No, just do what you say. I'm going to investigate the west side. "It's not the same as the police,.. S rarely operates in small groups of two. All of them have been trained to operate alone in dangerous situations.

Barry nodded, "Okay, then I'll go back to the hallway and see if I can open one of the doors." Be sure to keep an eye on your back, but also on your ammunition...... Be careful!"

"The same goes for you!"

Barry smiled slightly and shook the love gun Colt in his hand: "I'll be fine." ”

The two began to split up, and Jill walked straight to the west side of the hall, ahead of the door that Wesker had not been able to open. Behind her, Barry was already back in the dining room at a rapid pace. He could be heard opening and closing the door, and Jill was the only one left in the hall.

Never mind.

The green-painted door was smoothly opened, and a small room as cool and quiet as the hall appeared before Jill's eyes. It felt like the whole room was covered in green. In the center of the room, there is a large statue of a woman with a kettle on her shoulder.

Jill closed the door, her eyes adjusting to the darkness, and she noticed that there were two more doors on the opposite side of the one she had entered. The door on the left was open, but a small wardrobe was placed in the doorway, as if to prevent others from entering. Wesker was probably heading that way......

Jill went to the door on the right and tried to turn the doorknob, but unfortunately it didn't turn and the door was locked. Jill took a deep breath and reached into her pocketbag to pull out the tools to pry the door, but she stumbled upon the microcomputer, and she felt a little hesitant.

What is the important thing that Mr. Trant wants to show himself?

Jill took out his computer and pressed the power switch. An LCD screen the size of a baseball star card lit up instantly, and after pressing a few buttons, several lines of text appeared on the screen. Jill skimmed through it and saw the names and dates taken from the local newspapers. Trant was clearly following the killings and disappearances in Raccoon City, which he collected about the news reports. Among them, there is also beauty in... S's report.