Yang Yin was sitting in his room reading books, the books that Lin Xuedong gave him at the training site almost two months ago, time passed in a flash, nearly two months had passed since he caught Fang Junyi at the airport, and the Spring Festival had already passed. The second half of the semester of Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info has already started, but because of the particularity of Yang Yin's identity, he has not been to the school too many times.

Yang Yin looked up from the book, the clock on the desk showed that the time was one o'clock, and lunch had already been eaten, and soon, he was going to face a very difficult matter. It is precisely because of this that he has reduced the number of appearances in school.

The mobile phone on the table vibrate, and it was a message from Ji Xiaoxuan: You will be fine, believe you, my friend. Ji Xiaoxuan is encouraging himself. Yang Yin couldn't help but sigh, he was still a little nervous at this moment.

He hurriedly replied to Ji Xiaoxuan's message and thanked him for his greetings. At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and Yang Yin knew that it could only be Liang Shuang.

"Please come in." He said.

Liang Shuang walked in and said gently, "How is it?" Nervous? ”

"Yes...... A little bit. Yang Yin replied truthfully.

Liang Shuang laughed, she patted Yang Yin's shoulder and said, "It's okay!" ”

Seeing Yang Yin reluctantly smiled, Liang Shuang seemed to remember something, and she said, "Why don't I go with you." ”

"No!" Yang Yin hurriedly refused, he didn't want to cause trouble to his master and wife anymore. "You still have to go to work, don't worry about me."

"Then......" Liang Shuang said with a smile, "When the results come out later, remember to send me a message." ”

"I will."

Subsequently, Liang Shuang closed the door and went to work in the unit. Yang Yin looked at the book in his hand, and always felt that the book in his hand was as heavy as his heart now, but in fact, he didn't have the heart to look at anything at all now. Because it's almost three o'clock, it's the moment to decide your next fate.

At two o'clock, Yang Yin put on a more formal-looking coat and went out, he didn't like to be late, not to mention that today was a big day to decide whether he could continue to be a zombie hunter, and it was even more impossible for him to choose to be late. Because it has just passed the Spring Festival, many shopping malls are still on sale, so there are not many pedestrians on the streets. Suddenly, the horn of a fire truck was heard ahead, and many people ran in that direction. Yang Yin heard a woman running over say "It's on fire", and then most of the people either stopped and watched, or also retreated, no longer moving forward.

Yang Yin walked in a little, and sure enough, he saw smoke on the fifth floor of a residential building, judging from the degree of smoke emitted, I am afraid that there is already a sea of fire in the house. Although the fire trucks were gathered, the firefighters were still building the ladder, and the cry of a child could be faintly heard in the room, even below, which could be heard clearly.

"How's it going inside?" Yang Yin grabbed a firefighter and asked.

The man shook his head, his face very ugly. "It's not good, it should be a mother and a five or six-year-old child, but just now the neighbor told us that this mother's cousin happened to come to visit her today, so it means that there are three lives in the house waiting for us to save now." A look of despair appeared on his face, "But the structure of this house is a bit problematic, and it will be a little difficult for us to climb up." The ladder frame had been erected just now, but it was withdrawn due to safety concerns. We're now considering whether or not to go in through the residential building to put out the fire, but the hallway near the portal is very smoky. ”

It looks like the fire has spread, and the evacuation of the neighbors around the burning home has been almost done. But the firefighters may not have time to rescue the family. Many onlookers were downstairs praying with their hands together for the family.

Should I save someone? Yang Yin looked at the table below, it was already two o'clock, and if he set off to the Zombie Hunters Association building now, he could arrive about a quarter of an hour earlier; If you stay to save people now, and you don't know how long you will delay, then you may be late, and you are also facing the risk of being seen as a zombie again. But......

If it's to save people, and among the people present, it seems that only you have the ability to save people, so you should still save people.

Thinking about it, Yang Yin patted the shoulder of the firefighter who was talking to him and said, "It's okay, I'll go save them." ”

Then, in the exclamation of the firefighter and the people around him, he jumped up to the second floor, and Yang Yin's ears heard the sound of the whirring wind, although it was cold, he had forgotten the cold. After another jump, he had already reached the fourth floor, and the shouts below were already a little far away, and the structure of this house was really not very good. Yang Yin didn't dare to look at the crowd below, in fact, in his heart, he also faintly felt a little scared.

Then, he went to the balcony of the house on the fifth floor, which was on fire. The flowers and plants had been smoked by the smoke as if they had been coated with a layer of black paint, and the choking smell of charcoal quickly hit Yang Yin's nasal cavity. Because of the blood of zombies, his facial features felt more sensitive than ordinary humans, and it was obviously late winter, but the heat flow of the flames quickly caused Yang Yin's body temperature to rise.

Yang Yin saw a towel for wiping the balcony on the side of a flower pot, and he didn't care how dirty the towel was. He picked up the towel, strained it in the bucket next to him for watering the flowers, and then picked it up and covered his nose.

He rolled over and entered the house, and unexpectedly, the living room was not burning, but the smoke was pungent. A boy about his age was lying on the sofa in the living room, seemingly choking on smoke, and Yang Yin hurriedly took a wet towel from the living room and covered the other party's face. The fire in one place was particularly obvious, Yang Yin thought, that was the place where the fire started, and it looked like a bedroom.

He walked slowly, because there were scattered flames around, and pushed open the door of the bedroom, and sure enough, the flames in the room almost frightened him, and he hurriedly closed the door again, only to hear the miserable scream of a child inside.

"Help me, help me!"

"Can't save him!" A fragile female voice sounded from behind Yang Yin. Yang Yin looked back and saw that it was a woman in her early thirties, with a miserable face like a ghost.

"This is your child, right? How can you not save? Yang Yin felt a little annoyed. I hesitated for a long time and jumped up to save people, but the owner in front of me actually said not to save his child. Can such parents still be considered human?

"He's turned into a zombie. Let him go. The woman said suspiciously.

Yang Yin stepped forward and wanted to grab the woman's collar, but considering that the other party was a woman, it was obviously very indecent to treat the other party like this. He said loudly to the other party: "It doesn't make sense for you to say that, if he becomes a zombie, it is the police or the Zombie Hunters Association who decide that he will stay, you can't unilaterally decide whether he should die or not." ”

Then, amid the woman's shouting, Yang Yin pushed the door and entered.