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When the skeleton ship docked at the port, the only ones who could get the news immediately and pack up their bags and run away were the people closest to the power center of Lars City.

People on the periphery of the power field are not so lucky.

For example...Sam Atwood.

In the early morning of this day, Sam got up after hearing the newsboys calling on the street as usual, washed up, put on his crumpled shirt, washed his faded vest and trousers, stepped on his dusty and sweat-stained leather shoes, put on his cuffs and Wearing a frayed coat, he went out with his briefcase.

"Good day, Sam."

"Good day, Mrs. Sally."

The wife next door was drying the quilt, and her overly plump figure was blocked in the corridor, which was not spacious at all. The passable space became very narrow, and Sam had to turn sideways and squeeze through.

When walking downstairs on the thin floor, Sam heard the disturbing sound of children crying, the housewife complaining, and the ear-piercing sound of a dead child in the early morning from the residents' rooms on all floors of the apartment building. scream.

With a smile on his face, Sam greeted the neighbors he saw along the way in a gentle and friendly manner.

Walking out of the residential block, the smirk on Sam's face disappeared from the flesh.

When an investigator or detective investigates someone, they will definitely visit the neighbors. The testimony of the neighbors can greatly affect the investigator's judgment... No matter how much Sam hates dealing with these vulgar and shallow people, he will seriously keep it. Live the image of yourself in the eyes of your neighbors.

And this is why Sam didn't move to a more upscale neighborhood, but continued to live in this dilapidated apartment building-compared to those pretending middle-class people, these poor ghosts are much easier to please; just do some warm and friendly superficial kung fu , Occasionally give some small favors, they will really regard you as a good person and say good things for you.

There was no need to go to the empty night watchman branch, Sam left the neighborhood where he lived, and turned into the inner city.

Compared with the past, the outer city has not changed much, but the situation in the inner city is quite abnormal.

At this time in the past, restaurants, clothing stores, and department stores on the roadside in the inner city should have opened their doors, and clubs, salons, and tea parties that only accept specific customers should also start making preparations before opening; Carriages with the aristocratic family crests go back and forth, and there should also be noble ladies who have had breakfast walking on the side of the road under the support of servants.

In today's inner city streets, the doors of shops facing the street are closed, and few pedestrians can be seen on the road.

Sam walked hesitantly for a short distance, then turned away instinctively.

problem occurs.

Sam was nervous and confused.

What could change the inner city overnight?

With this kind of doubt, Sam trotted all the way to Wheel Lane at the junction of the inner and outer urban areas, and knocked on the back door of a middle-class family.

As soon as the maid of the family saw Sam, she nervously pulled him into the house and locked the door.

"In the middle of the night, the city owner's family left the city!"

Before Sam could speak, the maid said anxiously: "Not only the city lord ran away, but also the mayor, the sheriff, the tax officer... all ran away! The convoy out of the city lasted from midnight to morning!"

"The carriage of the baron's house in the next street left half an hour ago!"

"What happened?!" Sam was dumbfounded.

"I don't know. My master woke up in the morning and found something was wrong. He went to investigate the situation without eating breakfast, and he hasn't come back yet." The maid said nervously.

Sam didn't hear any news from the maid congregation, so he left in a hurry and rushed to the next house.

The next parishioner who runs the bar will be more informed, and when Sam arrives he is terrified calling the bartender to pack up his belongings.

"The undead of Tarantan is here, the undead of Tarantan!" The church member who runs the bar pulled Sam who asked about the situation to the back of the stairs, and whispered anxiously, "The four skeleton ships are parked in the port area, and you Hurry up and slip away!"

Sam was struck by lightning.

The record of Tarantan's undead chasing vampires and exterminating the believers of "Eternal Sleepers" has been published in the newspapers, not to mention these undead who are crazy and can't get along with dark creatures are keen to exorcise demons every time they come to a city-this gang is completely different The guy from the dark creature actually came to Lars? !

Sam stumbled out of the bar and walked to the street, and found that some middle-class people who worked in the city hall or were "too close" with the upper class in the city were also nervously packing their belongings and loading them into the carriage.

Sam couldn't stay anymore, he ran desperately to the place where he hid his property.

In addition to the dilapidated apartment that was shown to others, Sam also lived in another place where all the wealth he had accumulated over the years was hidden in it.

After packing gold coins, accessories, expensive watch belts, and clothes with good fabrics and workmanship into the suitcase, Sam hurried to rent a car.

As a result... it was not rented.

There are too many families who fled hastily, and most of these families have rich family resources, and the carriages of the car rental companies have been rented out long ago.

With no other choice, Sam had no choice but to run to find a churchmate to borrow a car.

The church members who have a car have either already carried buckets or are preparing to run away, and it is obviously impossible to lend it to Sam...

Desperate Sam, with his last sliver of hope, ran to the City Lord's Mansion, which he would never approach easily, to try his luck, hoping that the City Lord's Mansion would not run out, and there would be one or two housekeepers and servants who knew him to help him figure out a solution ——

It's a pity that the City Lord's Mansion, which was the first to get the news, ran the emptiest, and even the servants who did odd jobs were scattered.

Time was ticking by as he was scurrying around the city like a headless chicken, looking for ways to escape.

In vain, Sam had to accept a cruel reality... The strong contacts he thought he had, the importance and specialness he thought he had were all fake.

He is not that important at all, so important that after he has given everything to others, others can think of him when the crisis comes.

"It's all bastards, it's all bastards—it's all bastards!"

It is unrealistic to run on two legs, not to mention whether he will be overtaken by the undead known for their speed. Sam knows very well that he has left the city and his identity as "Administrative Officer of the Night Watchman Branch" with a lot of money. He who travels far away will only become the prey that attracts hunters.

How bad is the law and order situation in Taqia Territory?It's even worse than Duttata City in the era of the Ezekiel family's rule...

And because of Sam's special status, the people above only allow him to know reliable church members in the city, and he doesn't know any church members who are very powerful in the villages and towns!

If he rashly ran to the countryside, the probability of being kidnapped as a lonely passer-by is higher than being blessed...

In desperation, Sam could only choose to hide in the familiar city of Lars with his fellow believers who had no time to escape.

Not long after the trembling Sam went into hiding, the church members who hid him brought back the news that "the people on the skeleton ship have come down and the city hall has been taken over".

More than an hour later, a church member whose identity was not as sensitive as Sam brought back worse news——the night watchman brought from Adler was in the middle of Sam Ming with an agent from Du Tata City. Inquire about Sam at the apartment building where he lives.

Knowing that his identity was exposed so quickly, Sam turned pale with shock.

This is not over yet, and after more than an hour, the believers who took the risk to go out to inquire about the news again, the news they brought back was worse than the previous two times——

"City Hall... undead have come out!"

The frightened church member trembled and tremblingly said: "A lot, a lot of undead have come out! The streets in the inner city are full of undead now, everywhere! I, I can't go out anymore. Just now I came from Wheel Lane. When I passed by, several undead were looking at me—would they have a special way to recognize me?!"

"Don't scare yourself. Your identity is different from mine. You have never been exposed." Sam was afraid that the church member would be overwhelmed by the pressure and collapsed, so he tried to comfort him. "There are no clues in the apartment where I live. The investigators will never be able to find out the relationship between you and me, you just need to be calm and don't be found abnormal."

"We don't have to worry for too long... The undead of Tarantan know that there are so many people running in the city, and they will definitely chase them out. When these undead go out of the city to chase other people, I will find a way to get to the port and leave by boat. Then you will be absolutely safe—except for me and the city lord who escaped the earliest, no one knows your existence at all."

The church member who calmed down nodded, let Sam continue to hide in the cellar, returned to the ground by himself, and continued to play the role of "ordinary citizen".

This church member, who had no flaws in her identity and was indeed a native, calmly did mending work in her home for a while, when a group of undead stepped into the alley where she lived.

Just like when the players hunted down human traffickers in Yongwang Town, the players never understood what it means to "respect the privacy of NPCs" when they were doing missions—anything that is allowed to enter and won't trigger the reputation warning after breaking in place, you have to check it inside and out from beginning to end, and pass an identification technique before you are reconciled.

The group of players searched along the road from the city hall, after entering the living area where ordinary citizens live, they also "forced visits" from house to house, with big feet unceremoniously stepping on the floor that the housewife has worked so hard to mop, don't worry about it Even the dormitory toilet has to be broken into and strolled around...

The woman who made a living at home in the seam repair business, heard the loud cursing from the outside, walked out of the house and looked, her face suddenly changed.

Hundreds of undead "forced visits" from house to house along the alley. The hostess who protested and the hostess who cursed were ignored by these reckless undead.

The only good thing is that these undead searched quickly. A few undead rushed into a house, walked around for two laps, came out, and continued to the next house...

The woman who was doing mending felt short of breath suddenly, and the blood on her face faded quickly, and she had to clasp the door frame hard to stand still.

Like her, there are many women who are frightened by the large group of undead, but they are not particularly noticeable.

After discovering that these undead searched very "sloppily", the sewing woman who almost failed, couldn't help feeling a little lucky in her heart... The cellar of her house is very hidden, and there is no trace of it from the outside, maybe— — can be fooled!

Relying on this fluke psychological support, when the undead searched in front of her house, the woman who made a living by sewing for a living forcibly maintained her composure and did not collapse to the ground.

Then... the undead pouring into her house suddenly made an excited and strange sound of "KABAKABA".

The woman turned her head in astonishment, and found that the undead, who had just entered her house for no more than ten seconds, had already surrounded the cellar entrance next to the kitchen.

Before the woman had a nervous breakdown on the spot, dozens of undead waited at the door, and made "compassion" gestures to her in unison.

After a player's identification technique scanned "The Betrayer Sam Atwood" at a depth of four meters underground, the woman's name in the player's eyes with the uncharacteristic yellow word "Lars Citizen" above her head has been changed to red at the same time Font's "Cultist Occult"...

After sending a telegram to the Holy Land using the transmitter of the Lars Town Hall, Captain Mace, who stayed in the mayor's office to wait for the news, saw Yang who was sitting at the other end of the desk raise his head before he finished his cup of tea. He said softly: "I found Sam Atwood."

Captain Mace shook his hand and spilled a little tea.

"The speed of the undead is really fast. I thought it would be good to have a result before dark, but I didn't expect that it would take more than half an hour." Agent Stanford said in admiration.

With mixed feelings, Captain Mace silently put down his teacup and stood up with difficulty.

If it weren't for the traitors of the church who were picked out by the undead at lightning speed, Captain Mace's admiration and appreciation for the "speed of the undead" would only be greater than that of Agent Stanford.