Late at night.

"Thank you, Selena, I owe you another favor."

Solan sat at the computer desk, looking at the email he just received with relief. The list of all employees of the Liberty Bird Sports Brand Company was densely filled with detailed information of the number one hundred and seventy-five people. All of them were recorded in this Excel file. Their boss did not really let everyone participate in the trip. Employees of the nature of 24-hour customer service naturally could not leave their posts.

"This is nothing. Do you contribute your own strength to protect the peace and stability of Seattle?"

On the phone, Selena's voice was up and down, and her speech was as elegant and charming as singing an opera: "There is also the fake identity of the adopted daughter you want. In the preparation of the document, I arranged for her a respectable father, one of the direct descendants of the first vice president of the United States, John Adams, and Yolock Adams...well, daughter."

Solan was very relaxed, drinking black tea, browsing files and making phone calls, but almost spraying the tea onto the keyboard.

"My former name!?"

"Hey... what are you talking nonsense, my dear," Selena said teasingly, the tone dragging out extremely long: "That is the direct descendant of our respectable father, what does it have to do with you, a young policeman? Have you forgotten that the funeral of this respectable man was still for him?"

"It's so reverent. Who doesn't know that I'm a drunkard in Hampton? I'm all... Forget it, thank you anyway, but why didn't I see the hospitalization list here?"

"Ah...this is a problem."

The tone that Selena picked up clearly told Solan that she knew it, but was waiting for him to ask about it on his own initiative.

"Why, 137 cold-clad coma did not appear in any hospital in the Seattle area? What strange reason has caused the group of zombies to be transformed to disappear mysteriously? Since then, at night, the mysterious figures wandering on the morgue floors and the dean's erratic whereabouts, have they all been closely related to the remnants of the Nazis? All the secrets are all..."

"It's all in Selena Quinn's gushing mouth. You're not Ivy, Selene, so be serious and tell me the situation."

"The CDC directly set up an ambulance center on site, and all the zombies to be converted were lying there. This work began less than half an hour after you left the park."

His good mood was completely broken. Solan sat in front of the computer and sighed deeply. He turned off the Excel form directly and leaned against the back of the chair. He felt that most of his strength was gone.

"Like a battlefield hospital, or a third world hospital hall during a plague outbreak? God..."

Without saying a word to Selena, Solan deducted the phone number.

In the empty bedroom, he was sleeping alone again tonight. Because he was busy with the manuscripts of this news, Nina had already returned to school, and told herself a few hours ago that the manuscript had been emailed to the editor-in-chief. Of course, Solan would not delay his girlfriend's future career development, and now it seems that she is destined to spend a sleepless night.

"...Alia, come in, I know you're eavesdropping at the door."

The door of the house was indeed opened, and Arya stood at the door, wearing close-fitting shorts for sleeping. After entering the house, she sat cross-legged on Solan's bed, and still looked at him without saying a word, as if waiting for his explanation or instructions.

"The plan has changed, we're going to another trip to the national park, right now."

Solan got up, took out the jacket from the closet and said, "You can change your clothes right now, suitable for nighttime operations. Don't glar at me, I bought it for you in the supermarket that day, so go and change it."

However, Arya was not glaring at him, but staring at her phone: "That was my new mother just now?"

He actually spoke.

He actually spoke.

Then there is this sentence.

Solan picked up his phone and put it in his pocket: "It's not a new mother, it's an old mother, it's not right. I didn't make any connection with her at all... In short, you remember it for me. You must never say these things in front of Nina, do you understand?"

At this moment, Arya seemed particularly sensible, but she was also particularly naughty.

"I understand the topic of ex-girlfriend, don't worry."

"Damn, go change my clothes quickly!"

Before leaving, Arya dressed herself up very carefully.

This is the first time I've been working with my dad tonight, so it's very necessary to pay attention to the dressing issues.

Leather boots, jeans, T-shirts and leather jackets are her standard. Because she rolled over the sheets, she still needs to take care of her shoulder-length hair slightly so that she can't make her hair too messy. Look at the little man in the mirror, don't look tall, her breasts are not big enough, and her face is very beautiful, especially the pair of sword eyebrows. Arya really likes it no matter how she looks at it.

"Hello!"

Solan stood at the door and saw the girl staring at the mirror and smirking. He couldn't help but urged: "Get out quickly, we have dozens of miles to do."

Arya frowned and bared her teeth at Solan, then rushed forward in an instant and closed the door.

Should this be a little bitch, or is it a half-year-old girl who is actually beautiful in front of the mirror. Solan smiled bitterly. Time is still short, and their understanding of the adoptive father and daughter is still limited, but now it seems that in the next three to five years, he will definitely not be bored.

The road I just walked in the morning was running again at night, and there was not much room for the optional route. Solan called out the map, which not only caused the damn terrain of the Seattle area, but the city surrounded by water on three sides was about forty miles straight from the destination, but he had to make a big circle when traveling on land. It would be great if he could fly.

"See, we must drive south to Tacoma first, and then head north. It's all because there is no river here." As the car drove, Arya sat in the passenger seat, Solan explained the route on the GPS to her.

"But tonight is not an outing, we don't have to go around Sheldon, it's really just to drive along Mount Olympus. We headed north on Route 3, headed north along Kitchap Naval Base, and crossed the bridge here on Route 104."

"Do you know why you go like this? Because the temporary settlement point of the CDC is at the northeast end of the foot of the mountain, we can take a shortcut. Look, if it's the Central Plains or any other area, we just need to drive forty miles straight, but see how far we have to go now? Tsk tsk... Why do I suddenly hate Seattle so much?"

Arya giggled.

Just then, the phone rang again. Solan controlled the steering wheel with his left hand and took out his phone with his right hand and saw that it was Nina who hung it.

He gave Arya a look, while Arya stretched her mouth with both hands, stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes.

He answered the phone: "Hey, my dear, what's going on there?"

"Latest news..." Nina's voice was a little tired: "I was given a very glorious, great, and very tiring job by the newspaper. We just got the news and I want to tell you that those patients were centrally placed by the CDC in a temporary emergency treatment center, right at the foot of the mountain, and we are about to rush over here. Media, what you understand..."

"Understand, I've just come from other channels... Arya! I know about this and am heading towards the foot of the mountain." Solan pulled away a hand that just robbed the phone.

"Then I'll ask you quietly, safety..." Nina's background sound was quite noisy, and it could be heard that everyone in the newspaper was busy.

"Haha, I guess 'that guy' is also worried. He definitely didn't expect the CDC to take action so quickly. Even I knew this was an unplanned development." As he said this, Solan was really happy: "So you can really rest assured about safety. 'that guy' will definitely try his best to slow down the conversion speed, or even pause it directly!"

"About your zombie circle... Forget it, see you back!"

Nina was really busy, and she quickly hung up after a few words.

Solan also breathed a sigh of relief, put his cell phone in his hands, held the steering wheel with both hands, drove without making phone calls, abide by traffic regulations, and be a law-abiding citizen.

"Listen, Arya, we're infiltrating, not hunting. Although the steps are similar, you have to hold it back!"
Chapter completed!