The fire comes quickly and goes slowly because it is not a downtown area, and there are no fire hydrants for people to use. A few fire extinguishers are even damaged when they explode, and the fire extinguishing methods on site are extremely limited.

"All dead, now everyone is dead. God, why does this happen?"

Professor Goodwenze looked at the fire scene in a daze. The fire truck had just arrived and all the medical staff who were trying to put out the fire were cleared. Because the fog was heavy tonight, the fire did not expand without restrictions. This was a blessing in disgrace. But when he thought of hundreds of patients and dozens of colleagues who died, he felt sad all the time.

"This accident is indeed very strange. There is no condition in the camp that can cause such an explosion...ah, it hurts."

Lyon Ross was still on the scene, but now it is not for the severe pain everywhere in his body. He reached out to cover the back of his head, where there was a noticeable lump, which had just been bandaged here.

"It hurts? By the way... it hurts!"

Goodwinze was called back to his senses by Lyon: "Officer Ross, before the explosion, can you repeat the incident you were going to tell us again? What was the situation at that time?"

The fire truck began to extinguish the fire, and the waves of water poured into the open space, and I believe it would be extinguished in a short while. Lyon looked at the firefighter on the roof with a confused look on his face. It was not until Goodwinze asked the second time that he could come back to his senses.

"I was patrolling the mountain and met the camping couple. The husband told me about his wife's illness, exactly the same as the people at the foot of the mountain..."

"Yes, you talked about that couple, then, what happened to your injury, what about them?"

Then before Lyon finished speaking, the explosion happened. Goodwenze came back to his senses now, and he felt sad and happy. The woman suffering from "hibernation" actually woke up on her own. If Lyon successfully brought her down the mountain and there was no explosion here, everyone should have achieved a happy ending, but now...

Lyon was injured in the head, frown and recalled for a long time, and said blankly: "And...and then I was attacked by them."

"Attack? Being that couple!?"

"I also told them about the situation at the foot of the mountain, and they also promised me to go down the mountain together and go to your CDC for a check." Lyon recalled the previous situation and said slowly, revealing a sense of confusion in his tone: "Then I turned around and prepared to go down the mountain, and then... they attacked me."

In just two short sentences, this is the story of the crime Lyon as a policeman who told others. Goodwenze was stunned, including his colleague Jim who happened to be here to listen. The two looked at each other and had nothing to say for a moment.

"What I said is true." Lyon smiled bitterly: "A second ago, they both said kindly that they wanted to go down the mountain together. The husband even kept thanking me. But as soon as I turned around, I was immediately attacked by them and fainted in place!"

Lyon explained, but the situation became more confusing. Goodwinze simply couldn't speak, but Jim asked: "Are you sure they are not drug dealers, wanted criminals or smugglers? Maybe they just wanted to kill people and get sick is just an excuse."

"I can't guarantee this, but..." The headache was still tormenting Lyon, but seeing that the fire truck was extinguishing the fire hard, he knew that there was no job here: "Anyway, I'll go up the mountain first, let's go there. The couple's camp may still be there, maybe I can find some clues from it."

"You should go there." Goodwinze finally spoke: "You are for assaulting the police. I must also consider the possibility of them telling the truth. If the woman said it was true and woke up after suffering from this 'hibernation', then we must find her no matter what. Officer Ross, lead the way quickly, let's go and go back quickly."

Lyon nodded, jogging over to the mountain road, Goodwinze followed closely, suddenly turned around, frowned and waved, "Jim, what are you delaying, hurry up."

"Hey, you guys wait."

Jim quickly lowered his head, his shoelaces loosened: "Damn it, why did everything happen tonight? It exploded, oh... but give me..."

"Jim, move quickly...you see what that is!?"

Goodwenze originally wanted to remind his colleagues, but suddenly he saw that there was a fire rising in a certain woodland at the foot of the Gengshan Mountain!

"Damn it, is it on fire again?"

...

After setting off the second fire, Solan knew that this weekend, the whole of Seattle would be completely unable to calm down.

The classic slow song "San Francisco" is playing in the car, which is like suppressing the current atmosphere and is even more of Solan's purpose.

The steering wheel was held in Arya's hand, and the Toyota Dojo was roaring towards the city. At this time, the night was deep, the moon was shining in the sky, and the fog on the shady mountain road was so thick that it could hardly spread, even affecting the spread of the fire behind it.

Fifty-eight zombies, this is a big gift from the uninvited guest, and I believe it is also his last collection. One sample is enough to have. At this time, he was lying in the back seat of the car, and he was still asleep calmly like a "living dead", his body was cold and his breathing was weak.

"Here, Arya, I've hung up the phone this time. You can click slowly, the other party will come to pick us up."

Arya was staring at the front of the road seriously, at a speed of 90 miles per hour, which was extremely fast. The female driver drove, the girl drove, and the girl drove without a license. Solan knew that she was in danger, but since the danger coefficient was so high, it didn't matter if she was distracted when driving.

Solan said lightly, chewing the little jerky bit by bit, silently regaining his strength: "Tell me, how did you kill those puppets at that time? What tricks did you use?"

This little girl with unpredictable thoughts is still very obedient now.

"Headshot, throw, ravage."

The sound is sharp and crisp, and the words are concise and accurate.

"Well, I can see this, but I didn't see where the blood was stained on your hands. How did you do it at that time? Dad couldn't see it clearly through the thick fog. It seems that you kill the enemy with one blow every time, right?"

As he spoke, Solan was also looking at Arya carefully, the little adopted daughter she had just taken home.

After a big battle, Arya was still calm and idle. Although this was related to the zombies' fear of killing and blood, she was really too calm. Her small hands held the steering wheel, which was no different from the petite palm of an ordinary girl, but contained the strength that even Solan was afraid of. Moreover, she drove the car skillfully, just like an experienced veteran driver, and she had no sense of unfamiliarity that no rookie should have.

How many years has she been staying at the age of thirteen?

I said earlier that I was chased by a bad guy to Seattle, and now this outsider is one of them?

What was her past like?

Solan was really curious.

The longer a person lives, the less likely he will be to explain his past. Solan is the case with many people around him, and naturally he treats the same kind of people as well.

You don't say it, I don't ask. You can ask for help when you encounter trouble and get help, or you can handle your own affairs by yourself. This is the common principle of getting along with zombies living together. Solan understands that Arya seems to know very well.

But if it affects other people's lives, it needs to be a different matter.

"Don't say anything, right... It's up to you, but I've said something."

Solan took a deep breath, took out a homemade sandwich from his hand-barred box, looked at the thick pork chop filled with inch, and bit off one third in one bite.

"Since I came to Seattle, I have been in a lot of trouble in a few days now, and I have encountered more trouble than I did in Gotham. So no matter what the old boy Sato thinks, I am not a broom star, you are a broom star, um..."

After swallowing this bite of meat, Solan's physical strength recovered a lot: "After these two fires tonight, our police station has to take a lot of responsibility for the handling of two hundred corpses and the investigation of the accident. I put the fire, but you also killed the group of 'people' below. Arya, I want to tell you to be honest in the next month, no problem, right?"

Arya agreed, but she didn't agree. Solan didn't need to wait for her to speak, and it felt that the speed of the car was enough.

"Bastard, the speed is over 100 miles per hour! This is an off-road vehicle, not a sports car! Take care of me!"

As expected, not long after the acceleration started, a car with high beam suddenly appeared in front of him. Suddenly, the off-road vehicle ahead was coming, and it immediately drew a beautiful tail swing, rushing out of the highway!
Chapter completed!