There were criminals who threw people off the buildings.
Many, many things unimaginable happened in the post-apocalyptic world, he always thought that he was powerless and could only keep sending these evils here after discovering them.
He knew a person’s power was limited, but regardless of this limitation, he would always strive and continue his efforts.
"Go inside," Lin Fan led them inside.
Talking as they walked.
"Someone was also sent in by me for reformation some time ago; I think you will receive a good education too."
He could see their fear of this place.
Their constant looking around was a manifestation of fear. Knowing fear now was useless. If they had known earlier, why did they bother in the first place?
Looking at the warning signs on the walls.
It was as if there was an invisible force endowing him.
Upon entering inside.
The criminal he had sent last time was not there; it seemed that the police had taken him away for reformation.
"Big brother, what are you going to do?" Xiao Shui saw Lin Fan grabbing a rope nearby to tie them up, genuinely scared from deep within.
Lin Fan ignored them and tied them up.
Then he looked at the note on the table, which was a message he had left earlier.
Finding a piece of paper, he recorded the incident that had just occurred.
Incident details: The man with brown hair, known as Brother Hao, was hoarding firearms and threatening others, deliberately rammed his vehicle into me, I subdued him and specially brought him here, the confiscated firearms were kept by Wang Zhongguo, a respected retired military officer from my district. If the firearms need to be retrieved, please call the following number... if the call does not go through, please come to Sunshine District, I live in Apartment 704, Block 2, Building No. 2.
Write things in more detail.
This is a very serious matter.
"Goodbye, I hope you can reform yourselves well and start anew," he kindly said as he was leaving.
Regardless of how they yelled.
Lin Fan did not look back.
Only having gone through reformation and understanding what freedom means could they change themselves.
The frightened Xiao Shui was very scared, "What... what are we going to do?"
Not to mention she was already crying, another survivor was also trembling with fear, looking extremely pale, and Brother Hao was still struggling, clearly not giving up even after being brought here.
A stumbling zombie approached Lin Fan; his pace was neither fast nor slow, resembling a casually strolling person.
He did not make a move, nor did he draw his sword.
Because this zombie was wearing a uniform, bearing a badge number.
"This is the police officer I met at the supermarket," Lin Fan observed and realized there was no significant change in the officer, except for fresh bloodstains around his mouth, which smeared his entire face, nothing else changed.
"Hello, officer," Lin Fan stood still and greeted him with a smile.
The zombie slowly came over, sniffing his scent, an action that puzzled Lin Fan because unlike other zombies, which attacked living humans like rabid dogs, unstoppable.
The zombie before him, transformed from a police officer, appeared very mild and calm, showing no signs of aggression.
Lin Fan slowly lifted his hand, wanting to wipe off the blood on his face.
Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand, the zombie backed away instantly, pulling a distance from Lin Fan quickly.
From his observation, this zombie’s speed was twice that of the other zombies.
"Impressive, no wonder I trust you," Lin Fan remarked.
The retreating zombie sniffed the surroundings as if stimulated by something, suddenly sprinting into the police station.
Lin Fan watched his departing figure.
"Is he sensing the criminals I brought here, eager to interrogate them? Truly a dedicated and professional officer."
Having done what he came to do.
He walked lightly toward the outside.
Suddenly, he heard screams from inside.
Turning back, a smile appeared on his face.
"This might just be the officer’s unique way of handling things."
Pushing a trash bin as he left.
He was too busy to waste time here today.
Back at the entrance to the district.
He placed the trash bin neatly far away, looking at the almost cleaned ground; his next task was quite hectic, he needed to find a water truck.
The ground was a mess with sticky substances, looking quite disgusting.
Cleaning it by hand was not very realistic.
"The water truck is at the sanitation department; I need to go there to find a water truck," Lin Fan knew the sanitation department was a bit far, further than the police station.
No sooner said than done, he headed toward the sanitation department.
Huang City ranked high among national cities, with a significant population and considered well-developed.
Walking along the street, he observed the surroundings.
This place resembled the district where he lived, also devastated by the apocalypse, no longer displaying any signs of living humans, with severely damaged shops and overturned cars along the street, as well as dead zombie corpses.
It was desolate, leaving a speechless melancholy.
At the top floor, by a room window.
"Third brother, there’s someone there, seems like he’s looking for something," a young man with binoculars observed the situation on the distant street, having hidden here since the start of the apocalypse. Initially, there were zombies in the hotel, but unlike zombies, humans have brains. By leveraging a method, they lured the hotel’s zombies out, eventually making this place a safe spot.