Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"First, you need to give me a specific amount. Do you still have the invoices for the previous renovations?"

The sheriff stood with his hands behind his back and spoke to Jingzhi in a gentle voice.

Jingzhi was standing facing Room 101. Without having to look away, she could see a dark shadow slipping out from behind the house out of the corner of her eye.

There seemed to be a small black shadow covering the black shadow's shoulder.

She felt relieved, and subtly turned her gaze back to the sheriff, saying casually:

"Got it. I have the invoices. I'll go into the house and get them for you later."

"That's good." The sheriff smiled, clasped his hands together, and rubbed them together, his tone sincere and earnest:

"Um... I wonder if you have Dr. Xie's contact information? As public officials, I know you wouldn't engage in illegal practices like accepting red envelopes. My wife and I really want to thank you. So... when are you free, why don't we have dinner together?"

Lin Zheng paused when he reached the tree. Somehow, he suddenly slowed down his pace.

I watched Jingzhi take out his cell phone and call the sheriff to check Xie Yao's phone number.

He knew very well that she and Xie Yao had worked together for so many years, spent every day together, and were partners, so it was very reasonable for them to leave each other's phone numbers.

But Lin Zheng just felt uncomfortable.

Besides, he sent her a text message this morning, but she didn't reply.

I don’t know if she read it or not, or if she read it but didn’t reply…

Thinking of this, he felt even more depressed.

It was as if his feet were nailed to the ground, and Lin Zheng could no longer move forward.

The sense of superiority that he had just found over Lao Hu was completely shattered by a phone call from Xie Yao.

……

Jingzhi just opened the unlock screen of her phone, and the first thing that popped up was the message that Lin Zheng sent this morning, but she didn't have time to read it.

Several missed messages from Xie Yao popped up one after another.

She suddenly heard a familiar sigh and didn't have time to check the text message.

When he looked up to see the source of the sigh, he found that Lin Zheng was leaning against a tree and "thinking with his head down".

She waved at him doubtfully, "Doctor Lin? I'll be fine soon, wait for me--"

Halfway through her words, her pupils suddenly shrank.

She had no time to think, and she didn't even have time to remind Lin Zheng of the danger. She stretched out an arm without hesitation, pushed away the sheriff who was waiting to answer the phone in front of her, and then took a few big strides and rushed towards Lin Zheng.

The sheriff was thrown two meters away by her unrestrained swing. His body was so unstable that he staggered back a few steps and fell on his butt on the lawn.

Fortunately, my butt is soft.

Soft, soft?

how come!

The sheriff was shocked. Even if it was a lawn, it wouldn't feel like this.

He spread his hips and looked down.

There was a person lying under him, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The brown plaid suit and half-gray hair made him feel inexplicably familiar.

The place where my right hand was supporting itself felt a little uncomfortable.

The sheriff moved his hand away, revealing a pair of cracked glasses with bloodshot eyes, which had been twisted by him, and one of the legs of his glasses was broken.

The sheriff looked at the red bloodstains and realized that something might have happened to the person under him.

No way...did he vomit blood because of what he sat on?

He quickly got off the man, grabbed his shoulders and turned him over to take a look.

It's a familiar face.

He had seen this man before at the auction house. He seemed to be an archaeology professor.

He checked the professor's breath.

No breath, no.

The sheriff frowned, pinched his eyelids, and shone the flashlight into his pupils.

Tsk, the pupils are so dilated.

This person... is really dead.

The sheriff sighed and covered his eyes, which were still open.

When I touched my chin, my palm suddenly felt a wet and sticky sensation different from the rain.

He raised his hand and saw blood. The color of the blood had begun to turn black, but his body was still soft.

It can be seen that he died not long ago, but why would the blood look like this?

The sheriff, with doubt in his mind, pinched his chin with two fingers and turned it left and right to check the source of the blood.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.

He gasped on the spot.

He has been a policeman for more than 20 years and has seen murder scenes before.

I have never seen such a strange injury before.

There was no good flesh on either side of the professor's neck. There were two holes of tooth marks all over the left and right sides of his neck.

……

He was busy examining the body.

On the other side, Lin Zheng had been knocked down under a tree by Jingzhi, barely avoiding the double attack from Awei and his brothers.

She pressed down on him evenly.

Before Lin Zheng could feel shy, she pulled him up and hid behind a tree.

As she ran, her eyes swept over the two new zombies that had already turned into zombies and had blood all over their mouths. She quickly reached out to Lin Zheng beside her, "Where's the wooden sword? Do you have any left?"

Lin Zheng didn't take the sword.

His eyes fell on her open palm.

She had just fallen and pressed her palm on the grass. Her palm was red and had some scratches on it.

His cold gaze then shifted to her clothes and hair that were wet from the rain.

Lin Zheng's lips drooped slightly, his brows furrowed, and at this moment his sword-like brows raised an arc of anger.

He quickly took out the half-burned peach wood sword from the half-wet bag with his right hand and said in a deep voice:

"Stand back. They're just two newly born zombies. I'm enough."

After saying that, without waiting for Jingzhi's help, he rushed forward alone and attacked the two zombies unilaterally.

The sheriff ran over with a worried look on his face, shining the flashlight in his hand on the two "young men" who were yelling.

When he saw the bloody fangs in their mouths clearly by the flashlight, the sheriff was shocked. "Why are there zombies again? What should we do? My subordinates just left, and KSIS has run out of biological weapons."

Jingzhi pulled him behind a tree and hid him.

Staring at Lin Zheng's calm and composed expression, and his seemingly venting beating movements, she unconsciously raised her lips and comforted him, "It's okay, these two look stupid and move slowly, but Doctor Lin is agile, I believe he can do it."

Extraordinary skills?

Lin Zheng was fighting indoors just now, and the sheriff didn't see his skills, so of course he didn't believe it.

He waved the flashlight, and a beam of white light that penetrated the darkness shone onto the weapon in Lin Zheng's hand.

A wooden sword.

The light trembled slightly, and the sheriff couldn't help but hold his forehead.

What use is a broken wooden sword? It's not as good as his gun.

……

Just at this moment, a breeze carrying a drizzle came from behind the two of them.

The moment I smelled the blood, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps on the wet grass behind me.

Jingzhi felt a chill at the back of her head and suddenly felt danger coming. Her whole body tensed up, she turned her head to the side, and quickly raised her right foot from front to back to her ear, kicking towards the head next to her neck.

The sheriff quickly moved aside.

The flashlight in his hand swung around with his violent movements, and a beam of light swayed left and right, occasionally illuminating a figure crawling up from the ground.

The man's striped suit was particularly eye-catching.

Isn’t that the corpse he was sitting on just now?

Why did he suddenly resurrect?!

Although he was obviously afraid, the flashlight in his hand seemed unable to resist human curiosity and kept moving upwards.

When he saw the face clearly, the sheriff's heart finally died.

The eyes that he had just closed were now wide open, staring at this side with a fierce look.

In the wide-open mouth, four fangs are very obvious.

Why the hell is it a zombie again???

The sheriff encountered five zombies in one day, and his psychological defenses were collapsing bit by bit. He could no longer suppress his voice and began to tremble slightly.

"Lin, Miss Lin, it's a zombie again." he shouted.

Before he could finish his words, he subconsciously pulled out the only weapon he had, flipped the safety pin and aimed it at the zombies.

"Zombies are not afraid of guns." Jingzhi was a little helpless, grabbed the back of his collar and pushed him up hard.

The sheriff's eyes blurred and he felt a huge force that lifted his feet off the ground.

Somehow, I found myself sitting on a Y-shaped tree trunk that was as thick as my thigh.

He anxiously pushed aside the wet leaves and looked down, "Ms. Lin, can you——"

Before he could utter the word "OK", a teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking immediately interrupted his doubts.

Doctors beat people, aren't they so brutal even when they beat corpses?

Jingzhi was worthy of being a medical student. After knocking him over with one hand, he first dislocated both of the professor's ankles, which directly made the zombie lose its ability to move.

The next step was to remove the zombie's two stiff arms.

I wonder if it was because the orthopedic surgeon was too skilled in removing the joint.

She took the opportunity to pinch the professor's mouth, which was constantly roaring, and dislocated his jaw.

The most important thing is that during the fight, Jingzhi kept moving towards Lin Zheng, shouting that he was afraid.

The sheriff wiped his face. Was she scared?

Why didn't he see it?

Not only did he not notice it, he even felt that Jingzhi was more terrifying than the zombies under her feet.

Looking at the zombie crawling on the ground and drooling at him, the sheriff shuddered.

Never mind, zombies are scarier.

No matter how scary Jingzhi is, she is still a human being.

Just now she knew to ask him for compensation and needed money. She is still a weak person.

If you have weaknesses, there is no need to be afraid.

……

Her attacks were purely physical, while Lin Zheng's were simple and neat spell attacks.

The sheriff just shifted his gaze from Jingzhi to Lin Zheng.

She saw that he had pulled the sword with the talisman paper on it out of Awei's chest, retracted his momentum and walked towards her.

The other zombie on the ground had fallen to the ground and was motionless.

There was still the familiar charred hole on his chest.

The sheriff finally realized that Lin Zheng had taken the female corpse...

……

Jingzhi squatted on the ground, pointed at the zombie next to her that could only breathe at her, and looked up and asked, "Doctor Lin, do you still have a sword?"

Lin Zheng looked at the professor's miserable appearance and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The fear she was just muttering was the fear of not killing the zombie, right?

“…That’s it.” Lin Zheng was truly amazed.

He held out the mahogany sword, with only the hilt remaining, in front of her. "This sword is short to begin with. It's barely enough to kill three people. Why not just burn it?"

"No, lend me the hilt." She raised her hand to take it, with the sharp end of the hilt facing downwards. With her other hand, she picked up a large pebble from under the tree roots and hit the professor hard on the back of his heart.

eighty!

The hilt of the sword was completely inserted.

She smiled and raised her head obediently, "It's just a matter of recycling. Don't waste it."

"Ho..."

The zombie exhaled a last puff of white mist from its mouth, and died completely.

The sheriff slowly closed his eyes, and this time he didn't really want to go out for dinner with her.

If she wasn't a doctor, she might be a murderer, right?