Starting from South America, speeding through the world

Chapter 295: Good Luck
Name: Zhou Yi

【Sex: Male】

Special items: Handgun, Credit Card, TAC-50, TACIT BLUE, HK G95A1, LCS-4

[World Code: EU-0093X]

[Official Task: //NULL//]

[Task Status: ???]

[Settlement is about to begin]

【.】

[Detailed Analysis]

Ending achieved: Move forward! Move forward!

The old order crumbled in fire and light, and the banners that once flew high fell to the dust.

Revolution and liberation marched side by side, and the nascent form of a new world emerged from the ruins.

Borders have vanished, territory has been redrawn, and the cries of the people have drowned out the sound of cannons.

There are no celebrations for victory, only a team continuing its march and unfulfilled ambitions.

[Task Comments]

Your will is the destiny of all humankind.

【.】

[Task identifier '//NULL//' was detected.]

[System self-check confirmed an anomaly in the dispatch process.]

To make up for the losses, the next mission will have the 'free designation' permission enabled.

[Note: Compensation cannot be accumulated; please use it with caution.]

【.】

[Returning to the main world soon]

【3】

【2】

【1】

The room was brightly lit.

The air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant.

It took Zhou Yi several seconds to realize where she was.

The nursing home where Zhao Wanpeng lives.

A narrow bed and a thin quilt were placed against the wall, along with a low cabinet not far away.

The paint has peeled off, revealing dark brown wood at the edges.

He gestured and raised his hand to check the time.

It's half past three in the morning.

The next second—

With a click, the door opened.

The lights suddenly flooded in.

Zhou Yi's eyes met those of the policewoman at the door, and he blinked awkwardly.

The police officer became visibly more nervous and quickly took two steps back.

"Raise your hands so I can see them." Her right hand reached for the holster.

Zhou Yi sighed.

The gunshot that Zhao Wanpeng fired in his suicide attempt alerted the staff.

I was delayed in running away because of a system task.

Damn it.

"You live here?" the policewoman asked.

"Do not--"

Before he could finish speaking, a Black caregiver squeezed in from the side, panting and with a tough attitude.
“I don’t know him,” he said. “He’s not in the visitor register either.”

He doesn't—

"Sir, please step back."

The policewoman immediately raised her hand to interrupt the black man, her gaze remaining fixed on Zhou Yi.

What are you doing here? Visiting a resident?

"That's it."

"3:30 in the morning? Visiting? And dressed like this?" She raised an eyebrow.

Zhou Yi then realized that he was still wearing clothes from the last century.

“A themed party.” He smiled.

The policewoman didn't laugh.

She pressed her hand seriously against her shoulder and turned her head to say:
"Dispatch, this is 2-Adam-17."

“An adult Asian male was found in the room next to the reported death.”

"Detain the person to verify their identity and please dispatch a vehicle to prepare for transfer."

"receive."

"I've been arrested?" Zhou Yi asked thoughtfully.

“No, sir,” the policewoman shook her head, “you are not currently under arrest.”

"But we need to detain you for investigation."

"Because of the death next door and possible unauthorized entry."

"Please keep your hands visible and come with me outside."

Zhou Yi didn't move, his gaze fixed on the black box on her chest:
Is this body camera on?

"Yes," the policewoman replied succinctly.

"Axon Body?" "Yes."

"Real-time upload records?"

"Yes." The woman was now extremely vigilant.

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue and said, "Then you guys have plenty of funding."

At the end of the corridor, flashing blue and red lights shone through the glass door.

An elderly man pushed open the door, then closed it again, muttering under his breath, "God bless."

"Please come with me, sir."

Zhou Yi stood there, and after considering the situation for a moment, he decided to abandon his plan to use a gun.

Too troublesome.

The law enforcement recorder is on, and the video containing his biometric information has long been uploaded to the cloud.

Killing this won't help.

After all, he currently has no intention of fleeing America.

The two walked out of the sanatorium's main building one after the other.

The mobile spotlights illuminated the lawn, making it look like an operating table.

The yellow warning tape had just been put up.

Three patrol cars were arranged in an inverted "品" shape.

"Please show your identification," the policewoman gestured to Zhou Yi standing beside the car.

Zhou Yi shrugged. "I didn't bring my ID."

"Then give me your name and birthday," the policewoman said. "Spell slowly."

“My name is John.” Zhou Yi sighed again, suppressing the urge to fire.

"John Hernandez Garcia".

The policewoman was taken aback, staring at him blankly. "Hernandos Garcia?"

"HERNANDEZ GARCIA?"

Zhou Yi nodded honestly.

".Birthday?"

"April 1977, 11."

"Now, don't move," the policewoman said quickly, trying to cover up her earlier lapse in composure.

"Slowly turn around and back towards me—stop."

"Kneel down, put your hands behind your head, yes, like that."

After she finished speaking, she waved to the people nearby:

“Charlie-two, come cover. I’ll pat-down.”

As her colleague quickly approached, the policewoman stepped forward again.

"Are you carrying a weapon? Needles, blades, anything that might prick me?"

"No," Zhou Yi replied truthfully.

The policewoman then reached out and carefully inspected her shoulders, waist, armpits, trouser seams, and shoe uppers.

Then, I pressed the button on the walkie-talkie.

"Schedule, run a 27/29 on John Hernandez Garcia, Asian male, 11-02-1977."

Soon, a "sizzle" sound came from the other side.

“The Florida DMV has a record of John Hernandez Garcia.”

"Driver's license is valid. Is the person wanted? No gun license. Nothing else."

"receive."

As soon as she finished speaking, the female police officer gestured for Zhou Yi to get into the police car.

“Mr. Garcia,”

She hesitated for a moment before calling out Zhou Yi's surname, which was on his identification document.

"As I said before, you have not been arrested."

“But based on the death investigation next door and the fact that you did not register your entry into a non-public facility, we will take you back to the precinct for investigative detention.”

"You can remain silent, or you can ask a lawyer."

"If we proceed with the questioning, we will first read out your rights. Understand?"

"I hope I'll have good luck," Zhou Yi said casually.

I don't know if it's about myself or others.

The policewoman remained silent.

The car door slammed shut, and the radio crackled with the dispatcher's voice.

"2-Adam-17, transporting a detainee back to the precinct."

"The homicide squad is on its way, ETA 15."

The policewoman replied, "Received, on its way."

Then, turning to Zhou Yi through the fence, he briefly explained:
"When you arrive at the branch office, they will register you and take your fingerprints first."

"You will have the opportunity to contact a lawyer or family member by phone."

“Bail is decided by the duty judge or the detention center, not by us.”

"But for minor offenses like trespassing, it's common to set a relatively low bail."

"Of course, I make no guarantees."

"Finally, if you don't know who to call, you'd better think it through now."

The scenery outside the car window rushed past.

Zhou Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

damn it.

I should have just killed you all.

(End of this chapter)