Resident Evil Redemption

"Shrine, your home has been destroyed!" He seemed to be trying to restrain his tone, "What else do you want?" He lowered his voice and asked her.

"..." Shrine just felt a tingle in his throat.She looked directly at him and her eyes were a little sour. "All this has ruined my life, Captain... Whether I'm suspended or fired, I have to take care of this case!!!"

It wasn't until she finished speaking that she realized that she might be done.You actually yelled at your captain in the face?Who gave you the courage?Wait, he still has the gun on his waist!

"..." Strangely, he didn't seem surprised by her reaction.There was a long pause.Finally, he released his grip on her arm and sighed.Maybe he just knew her too well.

Probably, too deliberate blocking is more likely to arouse suspicion. At this point, Wesker thinks, he should avoid that.After all, his sensitivity and intuition told him that the ship Umbrella was about to sink.You have to be ready to say goodbye at any time.

Although the scene really didn't need to go on, he still wanted to exclude her from the plan.Therefore, he will continue to let her live within his controllable range.

"The room behind you. You can rest here tonight." Wesker returned to his usual calm.Go to the door and prepare to leave. "I'll go back first. You're right, there's another accident at the police station."

"Anyway...thanks...you..." Shrine knew he wasn't taking a stand on the matter.This vague attitude made her somewhat uneasy.But so far, that's all she can do.

"You're welcome." She didn't expect him to turn around and reply, although his voice sounded dry.

After a brief cleaning, she settled down.However, the excessive emptiness made her feel very uncomfortable.Maybe she just didn't know she was lying in the bed that William Birkin used to be.

She raised her arms to shield her eyes, looking through the gap at the lights hanging from the ceiling.All the data related to the case kept popping up in my mind.

No... She couldn't sleep anymore.She got up and found some pens and paper, and wrote and drew.You and she sorted out all the valuable clues you got in the past few days along the original line of thought, and posted them on the wall opposite the big bed.Sitting on the bed, she stared at the stickers on the opposite wall, lost in thought, but there were always some things she couldn't figure out.All thoughts are precipitating.

In fact, she didn't know how long it had been. When she consciously opened her eyes again, there was already a slight morning light outside the window.

Shrine jumped out of bed, tidied his things, and glanced up at the watch in the living room. 05:30?Hmm... She's really not used to the sound of the radio in the morning.Today she wants to go to the police station to check the backups of the previous cases.After all, that thing can't be brought out.

On the way here by car, she read the newspaper.A few prominent characters made her head explode.

"The death of a family member of a STARS police officer. A fire broke out in a police officer's home late at night, and his family members died strangely. The reason is unknown..." Bah!It's all fart! Shrine crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it out the window.

"Morning, Captain!" She hurried past Wesker, heading for the archives.

"Yeah." He responded.Perhaps, this represents tacit approval? Shrine thought.

She re-discovered almost all the previous cases, carefully read the pages, and wrote and drew something casually. Wesker stood silently at the door and looked at the frowning girl who reversed the case.He suddenly wanted to kick away all the file bags in front of her, strangle her delicate throat, and imprison her on the floor.Let her nails sink into his flesh.Attached to her ear, tell her the truth of all this.

Is this the result you want?Heh, he twitched the corner of his mouth very slightly, and asked himself ironically.Probably, I have gone crazy...