Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

In a taxi.

What happened tonight was truly too shocking for today's modern society that advocates belief in science.

When the driver heard that they were going to look for zombies but didn't know where the zombies were, he immediately patted his chest and boasted:

"It's okay, my sports car buddies are everywhere, just get in."

Now, on the radio in the car, reporters are nervously reporting the locations where zombies have appeared.

The black Bb call that the driver hung on the air-conditioning vent also occasionally sent out messages:

"Next to the Dazhong Bank on East Street, No. 401, a zombie was found."

"Zombies were found next to the East Street Central Primary School. Oh my god, if you want to come, you have to hurry up. They jump around so fast and then pass by again."

"Old Zhang! Hurry up! They're leaving the city! ... It's over! They've jumped over the wall and are heading towards the eastern suburbs."

Driver Lao Zhang turned the steering wheel and took a shortcut.

He took the time to turn his head and look at Xia Youren in the passenger seat.

Seeing him holding the camera and checking the reportable material inside, the driver sighed twice:

"Oh, in this day and age, there are still such things. It's really eye-opening."

"You guys are reporters, right? That's right, when there's something new like this, reporters are always on the front lines."

He had thought through all the questions and reasons in his mind. Jingzhi, who was about to explain, simply closed his mouth and leaned back in his chair.

The stinging sensation at the back of her neck made her hiss softly from time to time while covering her neck with her hands.

The transparent glass on the side occasionally reflected red light, and the sound of sirens lingering in her ears made her feel a little restless.

She was really concerned, so she held her neck and turned to the right, carefully observing the situation outside the window.

"Don't look at it. Your neck is hurt. Why don't you just sit still?"

Lin Zheng advised in a stern voice, but upon closer listening, there was also a hint of concern in his voice.

His eyes were always fixed forward.

His left hand was on the car door switch, as if he would get out immediately if he heard any movement of zombies outside.

Jingzhi exhaled, leaned back in his chair, and looked to the left at Lin Zheng: "Those policemen behind..."

She hesitated.

With the driver present, she really couldn't say that the police were coming to arrest Lin Zheng.

He understood the meaning behind her unfinished words and turned to explain seriously:

"Not really. I'm just an ordinary Chinese medicine practitioner. Why would they make such a fuss?"

"They just saw what the zombies looked like. They must be going out of the city together to kill them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought so many weapons."

"That's good." She crossed her arms, looked forward, and murmured with emotion:

"I'm just worried about you, you don't have to explain it to me so seriously..."

After these words were spoken, not only was Lin Zheng stunned, but even Xia Youren immediately put down his camera and turned to look at her.

"You..." Xia Youren stretched his fingertips from her to Lin Zheng, "Are you worried about him?"

Lin Zheng glanced at him quickly.

Although there was some embarrassment in his heart, he did not curse Xia Youren at this time.

He locked his eyes on her face and repeated Xia Youren's words with difficulty:

"You...you're worried about me?"

The tone was very light, and there seemed to be a bit of unspeakable expectation mixed with surprise and doubt.

Jingzhi glanced at him strangely, then gently turned her face to the right, looking at the flashing red lights on the roof of the police car in the next lane, and murmured:

"Azhi is waiting for you at home."

"Also, I'm not such a heartless person. You're my savior, and you haven't cured my illness yet."

The colorful lights flashing outside the window flickered on her face.

Lin Zheng couldn't see her expression clearly, and her tone was steady, so Lin Zheng couldn't understand what she meant.

He clenched his fists and sighed to himself.

He leaned back in his seat, held his head and stopped talking.

Xia Youren snorted, said it was boring, then retracted his head and went to study his camera.

Jingzhi turned her head back a little, quickly stole a glance at the gloomy Lin Zheng, then looked at the few tufts of Xia Youren's hair sticking out from the chair and asked, "What do you mean by boring?"

She stole a glance at him and he caught her again.

In his peripheral vision, he could see her profile blending into the darkness, with a slight curve forming between her brows.

If it really wasn't intentional, she shouldn't have cared about what Ren said.

Why are you frowning unhappily?

Is she...really worried about him just because of those factors?

Xia Youren didn't even turn his head and replied to her casually:

"I thought you liked my future father-in-law."

There was a deafening roar of thunder, which made Jingzhi's head buzz.

Without thinking, she subconsciously opened her mouth to refute:

"What nonsense are you talking about! He is my benefactor!"

"I know, I know." Xia Youren said perfunctorily.

After thinking for a moment, he turned back and raised his eyebrows at her. "He's just a benefactor. Even a benefactor can be liked. Do you want to consider what I said last time, a combination of Chinese and Western cultures, a powerful alliance—"

"What nonsense! Turn around!"

Lin Zheng shouted, stopping Xia Youren from speaking.

Xia Youren stopped talking and turned his head, pouting.

He is doing this for his father-in-law's own good.

Azhike told him that his father was not normal early in the morning and might like the girl but was afraid to say it out loud.

Her quick rebuttal made Lin Zheng's heart sink.

He glanced at her cautiously, but found that she was looking out the window with her chin in her hand, and never looked back at him again.

Do you really not care anymore?

So when asked by A-Ren, he didn't respond.

Lin Zheng drooped his eyelids, feeling quietly sad.

What he didn't notice was that the little bit of her earlobe that was exposed in her black hair was quietly turning pink and white.

……

As the car drove on, Jingzhi's brows became more and more furrowed.

"Are you sure you're going this way?"

The driver looked at the woman in the rearview mirror with some displeasure. "Why are my brothers lying like this? The last time we saw her was at Repulse Bay 102 up ahead!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Zheng asked, "Is the wound hurting again? Can't you bear it anymore?"

He looked concerned.

Jingzhi pursed her lips. The wound was still hurting, but this... was her way home.

She said: "My home is No. 99 Repulse Bay."

Lin Zheng was startled and quickly asked, "Have you put the talisman I gave you on your doorstep?"

“It’s posted.”

Her frown did not relax, but instead became tighter and tighter.

Lin Zheng always felt as if something flashed through his mind.

The next moment, she answered his doubts.

"I'm not worried about zombies breaking into my house, but... Uncle Hu's house is 101 Repulse Bay."

Lin Zheng's back suddenly left the seat, his face stern: "Master, just get off here!"

Yes, that lousy chess player lives here.

It had been so long since he'd been here that he almost forgot.