The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

"Leave this to me, you can go and do other things."

As he was about to take the form from the other person, Xu Ming, who was standing to the side, took it first.

He had a simple, honest smile on his face.

"I'll take notes..."

"Captain, you can ask me anything."

Upon seeing this.

Xue Gen didn't say much, sniffed, and walked up to Guo Xiaosan.

"Boss Guo."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

In a word.

This brought Guo Xiaosan's somewhat unfocused gaze back to focus.

He raised his head blankly.

After a long while, he belatedly uttered a sentence.

"Ah, oh, it's Captain Xue."

The words had barely left his mouth when...

He seemed to have found some pillar of support, and began to speak fluently, like spilling beans:

"Team Leader Xue!"

"You didn't see it."

"That long tongue, like a straw, was stuck in Huang Daya's neck."

"It only takes a few seconds to drain a person dry."

“Really, Captain Xue, I, Guo Xiaosan, have been walking the path for thirty-nine years.”

"This is the first time I've ever seen something so bizarre."

He rambled on and on, saying a whole bunch of things in one breath.

But Xu Ming keenly grasped the deeper meaning in these words.

Long tongue, bloodsucking, dried-up...

The last time I faced this case, in the end it was still…

Thinking of this, he looked at Xue Gen.

However, the latter did not respond at all, and calmly listened to Guo Xiaosan's statement.

Let me ask you a question in return.

"you mean."

"You were knocked unconscious before you were attacked."

"After waking up, you saw us at the door?"

Guo Xiaosan nodded.

"Did you see clearly who knocked you unconscious?"

Upon hearing this question, Guo Xiaosan was taken aback.

He frowned.

After pondering for a long time, he shook his head.

"No."

"But he must be quite strong."

As he spoke, he pulled open his collar, revealing a palm-sized patch of bluish-black skin.

"Even now, I still don't have any strength in this half of my arm."

"I wonder who could be so ruthless..."

Xu Ming did not record Guo Xiaosan's final reflections, but only wrote down a few keywords.

but.

After he finished writing, he realized he hadn't heard any questions. He looked up and saw that Xue Gen had already arrived at the courtyard wall.

A pair of eyes, fixed intently on the wall.

Xu Ming had no idea what the captain was looking at.

Curious, I followed them.

Then it was discovered that the other person's attention was fixed on a hole the size of a coin in the wall.

"This is... a bullet hole?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"This is not a bullet hole."

???

Xu Ming immediately turned around and saw an old acquaintance wearing plaid shorts, leaning on a cane, swaying as he walked towards them.

Right in front of him, he pried a smooth pebble out of the hole.

"This is...?" Xu Ming was stunned by the scene.

"Hmm," Chen Shaojie responded, rubbing the stone in his hand.

He turned around and nodded at Xue Gen.

"Team Leader Xue."

There should be two more traces in the yard.

"I'll take this first."

Without waiting for a response from the other side, he said this.

Chen Shaojie, leaning on his cane, walked out of the courtyard step by step.

His gaze did not linger on the corpse or the bloodstains even once.

but.

He did not leave the clinic.

Instead, he went to a room next door, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Beep beep...beep beep..."

A while later.

The call was finally answered.

What followed was a whistling noise and a very impatient voice.

"what's up?"

Hearing the sound.

Chen Shaojie held the pebble in his hand, rubbing it as he spoke:

"team leader."

Do you have a list of registered ability users in the East Seventh District?

.........

Chapter Fourteen: Call Me Red Hair (Ominous)

now.

In the wilderness of the southern suburbs of East Seventh District.

Huang Qian sat on a boulder, holding a cell phone in her hand, her brows furrowed as she stared at the sandstorm ahead.

Suddenly.

A cheerful call came from beside her.

"Look, my dear sister!"

"I found and caught a big fish on the riverbank!"

then.

A small face, slightly dusty, holding a still-floating silver carp, appeared in sight.

He quickly walked up to her, excitedly picked up the fish,

"Look!"

"It's still alive!"

However, Huang Qian's gaze only lingered on the large silver carp for a moment.

He then turned his attention to this girl.

"Ye Jia."

Have you seen the roster of ability users in the East Seventh District?

These words were spoken.

Ye Jia's face froze for a moment, her mind not quite keeping up.

I was stunned for several seconds before I belatedly blinked.

"I've seen it, so what?"

The information has been confirmed.

Huang Qian paused for a moment, then posed another question.

"Then you remember."

"Currently, in the entire East Seventh District, is there anyone who can penetrate a person's skull at close range with a pebble?"

...

"Close range? With pebbles?"

Faced with this sudden inquiry.

Ye Jia was stunned for a moment, then reached out and scratched her cheek.

He replied somewhat uncertainly:

"If it's just a close-range shot that penetrates the skull."

There should be several.

"But if we can only throw pebbles..."

"It seems that right now, you're the only one in the East Seventh District..."

The words weren't fully spoken, but the meaning was already very clear.

In this regard.

Huang Qian let out a soft breath.

Without saying a word, he sat up from the rock.

I glanced down at the watch on my wrist.

"All right."

"It's time for a break."