Chapter 52

The police officer who was bitten let out a惨叫, pressing the gun against the zombie's abdomen and firing several shots.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A tear appeared in the zombie's abdomen, and its intestines spilled out, but its teeth still clamped down on the officer's shoulder.

The zombie, like a fierce beast that had clamped onto its prey, refused to let go. Several other police officers rushed over and together pulled the zombie away.

With this pull, a chunk of flesh was torn from the bitten officer's shoulder, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Screams filled the street, and a large number of people and vehicles quickly avoided the area.

"Subdue this madman!" A nearby police officer raised his gun and aimed at the zombie's leg, firing several shots.

They hadn't yet realized that this "madman" was not ordinary.

The zombie, shot in the knee, howled and fell to the ground, using both hands to crawl toward the nearest person.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll really shoot you in the head!"

The Japanese police officer was forced to keep retreating. At this moment, a figure flashed by, and the sound of a blade slicing through the air was heard. The Muramasa blade swept past, easily severing the zombie's head.

The headless zombie's mouth continued to open and close. Lin Yifan strode forward and plunged the blade down with force.

A mixture of red and white spattered the ground. Lin Yifan, holding the blade, stood at the crossroads, slaying the zombie under the gaze of countless civilians.

The noisy intersection suddenly fell silent. Everyone stopped in their tracks, staring dumbfounded at Lin Yifan.

"Murder... murder!"

Screams echoed through the crossroads again. The few police officers who had been standing there in a daze finally came to their senses and aimed their guns at Lin Yifan: "Why did you kill him! Illegal possession of a weapon!"

Lin Yifan flicked the blood off the blade and looked at the police officers with a puzzled expression. Didn't they understand the situation?

At this moment, a police car sped over and parked between Lin Yifan and the police officers.

Nan Liangxiang, dressed in a black tactical uniform, pushed open the car door and held up her badge: "I am from SAT. This matter is now under SAT's jurisdiction. Stand down."

"But, Chief, he killed someone..."

Nan Liangxiang's face hardened, and she said in a tone that brooked no argument: "He is my assistant. We have been pursuing this person recently. By the way, the bitten officer should stay, and the rest should maintain order at the scene."

"Yes!"

Nan Liangxiang put away her badge and looked back at Lin Yifan: "You, come with me."

Nan Liangxiang led the bewildered officer down an alley, with Lin Yifan looking at her in confusion.

Once the three of them entered the alley, Nan Liangxiang suddenly spoke: "Xiao Lin, go keep watch."

Lin Yifan, who had been a bit puzzled, suddenly understood something.

The bitten officer, however, was still unclear about what the female special agent was up to.

"Are you married?" Nan Liangxiang took out two cigarettes and offered one to the officer.

The young officer lowered his head, took the cigarette, and smiled shyly: "No, I just started working this year."

"Your parents?"

The young officer, holding his shoulder in pain, didn't understand why Nan Liangxiang was asking about his family. He said a bit embarrassedly: "My parents are in my hometown, in Hokkaido, but they can take care of themselves."

"Do you know about zombies?"

After Nan Liangxiang asked this, the young officer's face turned pale, his eyes dark and lifeless. His purple lips moved: "I... I know, but why... why do I feel dizzy."

Nan Liangxiang drew her gun from its holster and pressed it to the young officer's forehead: "Do you want to die as a monster, or do you want to retain a bit of your humanity before you die?"

The lifeless young officer lifted his head, black liquid flowing from his mouth, his pupils dilating, and a low growl emanating from his throat.

Bang!

The distinctive sound of a silenced gun, the bullet drilled through the forehead, creating a small hole, and exploded out the back of the skull, blood splattering the entire wall.

Saya Takagi, who had been hiding in the shadows, covered her mouth and screamed.

"Who's there!"

Nan Liangxiang instantly pointed her gun to the side, and Lin Yifan quickly held her back: "It's the young lady from the Takagi family. No need to hide it from her."

Nan Liangxiang pushed Lin Yifan away with her arm and glared at him: "Flirt."

"Come out, my young lady. What are you doing here, watching for no reason?" Lin Yifan, who had been keeping watch, had already noticed Saya but didn't stop her, thinking it might be good for her to see this.

"What was that just now? Were they really zombies?"

Saya stepped out from her hiding place, looking at the body leaning against the wall, finding it hard to accept.

Lin Yifan ignored Saya and walked toward Nan Liangxiang: "So, the lower-level officers don't know what's happening?"

"Pretty much. Only SAT and the Self-Defense Forces know about it. We didn't dare tell the lower-level officers because they interact too frequently with families." Nan Liangxiang put away her gun and sighed.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan understood. The roadblocks were set up by the Self-Defense Forces, and the special police were patrolling the county. The lower-level officers were indeed not involved.

"What's the current situation? Has it been breached?"

Nan Liangxiang shook her head: "No, the highways and other entry points to Saitama Prefecture are all blocked by the Self-Defense Forces' armored vehicles and tanks. Zombies can't get in. But some mildly infected individuals managed to slip into Saitama Prefecture somehow, and we are now patrolling 24/7."

Lin Yifan stroked his chin, realizing that the collapse wouldn't happen too soon. However, the sudden appearance and attacks by zombies on pedestrians would likely become more frequent, and time was running out.

"Saya, let's go."

Just as Lin Yifan was about to turn, Nan Liangxiang grabbed his backpack: "Hey! You haven't explained what happened earlier!"

"Didn't I say, later, later." Lin Yifan smiled.

Nan Liangxiang gritted her teeth but had to let go: "If you keep playing games tonight, I'll give you a beating and make you sleep in the doghouse in the yard!"

Saya Takagi, who had been watching from the side, raised her eyebrows when she heard this. She picked up a few words from the conversation.

Later, beating, doghouse in the yard.

Thinking back to what Lin Yifan had said earlier about living at her house and knowing Nan Liangxiang, a special agent, Saya felt a twinge of jealousy.

"Come on, you should find someone to handle this body. I don't want to disturb your world-saving efforts." Lin Yifan pulled Saya's hand and walked away. Nan Liangxiang huffed and started calling on her radio.

Riding the motorcycle, Lin Yifan sped away with Saya on the back.

Saya, clinging to Lin Yifan's back, bit her lip and pinched his thigh: "Hey, who was that auntie!"

Too lazy to explain, Lin Yifan simply said: "My wife."

"Pfft! What kind of joke is this? That... that old lady, your wife? Are you even an adult, are you lying to me?"

Saya's words were incoherent, and she felt a slight pain in her heart. But she refused to admit that she had feelings for this shameless Japanese guy.

"Guess?" Lin Yifan smiled playfully, making the stubborn girl's hands clench in frustration, eager to know the relationship between Lin Yifan and Nan Liangxiang.

On the way, Saya kept asking, whether in a strong tone or with a cute pout, but Lin Yifan remained unyielding and refused to speak.

It seemed he had become addicted to teasing this little girl.

When the motorcycle reached the entrance of Fujimi Academy, the gates were already open, and the students had packed their bags. Those participating in club activities had gone to their respective rooms, while the ghost members of the club were already planning to go home early.

"Hey, isn't that the delinquent?"

"Wait, who's the girl behind him?!"

"Isn't that the daughter of the Takagi family, the top student in the second year?"

The students who had finished early stared in shock at Lin Yifan on the motorcycle. Driving a motorcycle to the school gate and carrying a junior, Lin Yifan was the first at Fujimi Academy to do so.

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