demon godfather

"You can't say that! If it is dedicated to rescuing terminally ill patients who are dying and bringing them back to life, it is not an exaggeration to call this project 'Lazarus'?" Dr. Hurt objected road.

Dominique nudged Chris, signaling that he didn't have to say any more.Dr. Hurt is from the Purin Company, so of course he is speaking for himself. Even if the zombie crisis is really caused by the Purin Company, he will not admit it.

"We already have a rough idea of ​​what happened," Chris said, "I want to go to other parts of the town with my partner to investigate, is that okay?"

Dominique stared at his "partner" in horror, grinned and said: Are you crazy!There are zombies outside!Wouldn't it be a dead end for the two of us to run out!

Sheriff Robbins probably also noticed this, and said mockingly: "Okay, but we don't have enough manpower left to guard the school, so don't expect someone to escort the two of you."

"The two of us will be fine," Chris said. "Can we have a car?"

Sheriff Robbins looked very disapproving, his face seemed to be covered with words such as "Young man, you are trying to die, why don't you understand, people like you die the fastest in Hollywood doomsday movies".

"All right. We've got a lot of cars anyway." That was perhaps the most generous and tender thing the sheriff could say.

He sent Dominic and Chris to the playground, where the fire had stopped smoking, leaving only a black patch with the smell of burnt fire.Fortunately, there is no wind now, otherwise the smell would spread, and Dominique would definitely spit out all the spaghetti he ate yesterday.The sheriff gave them the most dilapidated-looking car that looked like it had been pulled from a salvage yard.Considering that this is a school, it is impossible to park scrapped cars, so this car must have come from somewhere else, so it can probably continue to drive... probably.

The car key is inserted in the car, which saves them the trouble of manually starting the ignition with a wire.Chris was driving, and Dominic sat in the passenger seat with a look of disgust.If it weren't for driving faster, and there were zombies infested in the town, he would rather walk on two legs.

Chris carefully drove the broken car out of the playground track. The sheriff gestured to the gatekeeper from a distance. The gatekeeper opened the iron gate to a width that only allowed one car to pass through, and let the broken car squeeze out. Domi Nick swore he heard a long squeak as the car brushed against the iron gate.Then the iron gate closed relentlessly behind them.Dominic didn't dare to look back, Sergeant Robbins must have watched them off behind the iron gate, with a farewell smile on his face.

"What are we investigating?"

"We don't investigate." Chris focused on manipulating the steering wheel. It was difficult to move an inch under the white fog. He only dared to drive along slowly, otherwise he would definitely install the lamppost or guardrail on the roadside.

"Huh? Then where are we going?"

"tunnel."

"You don't want to escape, do you? I rely on Chris, I really misjudged the person, you are such a coward who retreats!"

Chris looked calm and calm: "It's not 'I want to run away', but 'You want to run away'."

"What! I won't run away!"

"You have to."

"why?"

"The situation in this town is beyond the control of the two of us. Hundreds of zombies hiding in the fog, rebellious scientists and security guards, mysteriously missing patients and containers full of viruses...even if there are ten more hunters The devil can't handle this situation, you must come with an army of demon hunters! Your task is to ask for help from the outside world, understand?"

Dominic nodded half-understanding.He also felt that the situation was very serious, but when it came to finding reinforcements, where did he go?

Chris threw his mobile phone to him: "The number of the Demon Hunter Association is stored in it, call them as soon as you go out, and ask them to send someone over - the more the better, it is best to send someone like the Crusades." A legion is coming."

"...Your association still has things like the Crusades!"

"Also, if the association thinks you're talking nonsense," Chris paused painfully, and Dominic thought that this kind of thing must happen so often that Chris had a backup plan in mind, "There is also a phone called ' Philip Marlowe's number, you call him, and the password is 'a cup of screwdriver with no bitterness'[Note], and he knows that the situation is urgent and must send help."

"Er...is this Philip Marlowe that Philip Marlowe?"

"Of course not!" Chris directly denied without asking "Which Philip Marlowe are you talking about?" "It's just a code name! He is the president of the association. This is his private number. You can only fight when you are in a hurry."

"Oh, got it, 'a cup of screwdriver without bitters', I remember. Wait, won't you come with me?"

"You can't take me through Lingbo Prison again. So I can only let you leave alone."

"But that's dangerous!" Dominic yelled, "It's not me who is dangerous, but you! What if you are attacked by zombies!"

"Then please be quicker with your hands and feet. The association will send people here sooner, so I can get out of danger sooner!"

"I will definitely call as soon as I get out of the tunnel! But when the association comes is beyond my control..."

Dominic lowered his voice while talking, he looked out the window silently, turned his head and said to Chris: "Did you go the wrong way?"

"No."

"We didn't seem to be going this way when we came."

"Indeed not."

"You really went the wrong way!"

Chris pointed ahead: "Now we're back on the main road through the town, and we're heading west."

"West? Isn't that the other way? You mean I'm leaving through the West Tunnel?"

"Correct."

"Why? There are people we know in the east tunnel, your sister Abby, and the colonel..."

"That's why we have to go to the other side."

"Can you finish the sentence at once!"

"All of this has nothing to do with Abby. Even if it's not her subjective mistake, it must have something to do with her. Abby has something to hide from me, and I've seen it for a long time. I thought she was trying to keep the company's business It’s confidential, so it’s inconvenient to tell everything. But now I don’t think so. She deliberately concealed some very important things, and she didn’t want me to participate in it.” The more Chris said, the colder his face became, “And I suspect that the so-called 'Lazarus' is really—”

The car accelerates suddenly!

Dominic didn't react at all, his body leaned back with inertia, and then he heard a loud "bang", and he flew forward again, because he didn't wear a seat belt, and his head hit the windshield. After several seconds, consciousness slowly floated back into the body.

"Drive safely! Drive safely!" he said bitterly. "What did you hit?"

"A zombie."

"What?!"

Chris silently raised all the window panes, "Buckle your seatbelts."

Dominique did so in a hurry, trying several times before he could buckle the safety buckle.

In the white mist, something quietly appeared.First one, then two... More and more figures emerged from the fog, gathering towards the car with slow and staggering steps.In the end, Dominic had given up counting, and zombies poured in from all directions, surrounding the car, like a group of ants surrounding food that fell on the ground.

"Is it fastened?" Chris asked.

"All right!"

Chris hits the gas pedal.

In a popular family restaurant in Maple Ridge, Wolfgang sat opposite his godson, enjoying a warm family lunch.Scott shamelessly ordered the most expensive hamburger in the store, and Wolfgang frowningly fiddled with the calculator on his mobile phone.

"Well, the insurance company pays for the house, but the furniture decoration doesn't pay. You have to pay for it yourself. It's another expense..." He stared at Scott, who was munching on burgers, and said bitterly, " What a loser I raised! My son is rebellious! My son is rebellious!" He beat his chest.

Scott pointed to the TV in the store: "Godfather, watch it!"

"Don't try to distract yourself, little bastard."

"I mean it! Look!"

Wolfgang glanced at the TV, before turning back to the shocking numbers on the calculator.The latest news about the earthquake in Haitong Town is being broadcast on TV.

"I didn't know you cared so much about current affairs news before."

"There was a scene on TV just now. I seem to... saw Dominic and his boyfriend."

"Don't be stupid. Dominic is visiting his future father-in-law and mother-in-law, so he doesn't have time for earthquake relief."

"I really saw it! You are a puppy!"

Wolfgang put down his phone, frowning and thinking about something.

"Do you believe it? It's a pity that the picture only flashed for a while, and I will show you when it is replayed!"

"No." He thought, "What you said just now seems to have touched a seemingly important but vague memory in my mind..."

"Huh? What memory?"

Wolfgang thought about it for a while, and then said leisurely: "Where is our dog?"

[Note] Philip Marlowe is the detective in "The Long Goodbye" by American detective writer Raymond Chandler, in which "screwdriver cocktails" often appear.