Chapter 4, The Missing Handgun

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "This is a military dagger; the handle is designed to be secured to a firearm." He pointed to the cloth strip on the knife and added, "Without this, it would be very slippery when covered in blood."

After walking less than ten meters, she arrived at the cross corridor. Taking advantage of the sunlight, Jill could see large patches of blood on the wall. She slowly crouched down to examine the marks on the ground and whispered, "At least a hundred pounds of something has been dragged away." She raised the barrel of her gun, indicating, "That direction."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at her meaningfully and said, "When the bullets are gone, the gun is of no use. As long as the knife is in someone's hand, it will never lose its function"

After breakfast, the three of them decided to return to the town to take a look. Jill wanted to retrieve her 1911. Unlike the time when the zombies first appeared, many of the weapons scattered among the populace had already found new owners, and ammunition had become scarce. Every weapon was exceedingly precious.

Ye Zhiqiu shrugged and said: "Right now, I don't even want to take it out. Can you think of anything more foolish than turning on a flashlight in the dark? Those zombies can spot me from a mile away www.hetushu.com."

Jill was not the type to pursue a defeated enemy recklessly. Noticing that Ye Zhiqiu had fallen silent, she focused on searching for her gun. However, five minutes later, she stood up in disappointment. Ye Zhiqiu was standing not far behind her against the wall. The two exchanged glances, and Jill cautiously asked, "Do you think they will use guns?"

Jill cleared her throat, cautiously lifted her gun, and continued forward, saying, "Can I take that as you inquiring about my age?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled but did not speak

There is no indication that they are not eating. Ye Zhiqiu carefully propped the door wide open to allow as much sunlight in as possible: Their movements are swift, and their strength is considerable; maintaining this state requires a substantial amount of energy. I suspect that fresh meat is quite suitable for them.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly but did not respond. The two walked in silence for a while until they arrived at the side door leading to the convenience store. Jill carefully looked down the corridor but found nothing unusual, so she crouched down to search for her gun. The M1911 had undergone a matte finish treatment, making it difficult to see in the dark. She had no choice but to lower her body and scrape the ground with the barrel of her shotgun.

Ye Zhiqiu shook her head and cautiously surveyed her surroundings: "I am more concerned about another matter"

Jill nodded: "You think someone is following us"

Jill nodded, playing with the bayonet, and recalled another question: "Do you not have a gun?"

Ye Zhiqiu remained silent; there is nothing more foolish than trying to reason with a woman

Ye Zhiqiu did not bend at all, and with a low laugh said: "I have no doubt about that. May I ask, what did you do in the past?"

Jill shot him a glare; since she couldn't find a good way to retaliate, she simply ignored him and raised her gun, leading the way inside

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment and then smiled, saying: "That would be disrespectful. To achieve the rank of senior investigator at such a young age? Your father must be the police chief of Luocheng"

Remington is a powerful shotgun, capable of firing a wide spread. Ye Zhiqiu does not possess the skills of Li Weisi, able to navigate through the gaps between bullets. If, in the end, he avoids being bitten by zombies but gets riddled with bullets by his companions, that would be truly unjust

Ye Zhiqiu and * Tu * squinted their eyes to examine inside and casually remarked, "Why don't you ask why the corpses of the deceased residents are not seen in the town"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the gun in her hand and nodded, saying: "What I fear is precisely this, unless I can stand behind this gun"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced back at Nicole, who was cautiously following behind them, and instructed, "There must be zombies inside. I will go in to look for the gun; you all wait for me outside."

They live here, more accustomed to the darkness than we are, Jill couldn't help but retort

Ye Zhiqiu parked the Harley motorcycle in front of the convenience store, drew his bayonet, and walked up to the door, slowly pushing it open with the knife. Jill, holding a shotgun, leaned in to take a look. At that moment, the sun had just risen in the east, and the door faced west, so only the reflected sunlight could shine inside. They stood in the sunlight, making it difficult to see into the dark. Jill looked carefully and asked, "You said you killed two? Where are the bodies?" Jill, holding the shotgun, leaned in to take a look. At that moment, the sun had just risen in the east, and the door faced west, so only the reflected sunlight could shine inside. They stood in the sunlight, making it difficult to see into the dark. Jill looked carefully and asked, "You said you killed two? Where are the bodies?"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at her and drew the strange knife from the sheath on his leg, handing it to her. Jill took the knife and examined it, quickly understanding Ye Zhiqiu's intention. The knife, unlike the one from the book, had three edges, making the cutting surface insufficiently thin, which was evidently not suitable for slicing meat; however, it would be quite handy for chopping meat, as it was at least heavy enough. As she played with Ye Zhiqiu's knife, she casually asked, "This knife is really strange; where did you find it?"

Ye Zhiqiu had no objections to this proposal, and Nicole had always listened to Jill. Thus, they quickly tidied up, and the three of them drove back to the town.

Ye Zhiqiu suppressed a laugh and took out a small flashlight from his pocket, handing it to her. Jill received it and angrily said, "Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

Jill waved her hand and muttered, "That's so disgusting, stop talking about it."

For breakfast, they naturally prepared rabbit meat soup. Watching Ye Zhiqiu skillfully slice the meat with her small knife, Jill asked, "Why don't you use your own knife?"

Jill bent down to carefully examine the traces on the ground, hoping to discern the number of zombies that had dragged away the body. However, the light here was simply too dim, and the ground was in complete disarray, resulting in her finding nothing. She had no choice but to stand up and turn to Ye Zhiqiu, saying: "I am a senior investigator from the Los Angeles Police Department"

Ye Zhiqiu shook her head, signaling Nicole to wait for them in the car, and then followed two steps behind Gil, holding a knife.

Jill thought for a moment and nodded affirmatively: "That makes sense, but I still believe a gun with bullets is more useful than a knife"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at her, then lowered his head to focus on carving his rabbit meat, replying, "That is the Type 56 military bayonet from China. It is an authentic product made in the northern region. I found it at a souvenir shop outside Anchorage Airport."

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at her, and the two of them quickly ran outside together. Nicole stayed outside by herself; if she were attacked, there would be no place to seek justice.

Nicole nodded obediently, and Jill waved the Remington in her hand: "Let's go in together; we can support each other."

Jill found the answer very disgusting and frowned, saying: "They eat their own kind?"

Jill heard that this was a military bayonet from China. Curiosity piqued, she brought the knife closer to her eyes for a closer inspection, only to detect a strong smell of blood. Instinctively, she tilted her head back and realized that the odor was emanating from the cloth strip wrapped around the handle of the knife. The strip was new, clearly rewrapped by Ye Zhiqiu. She asked in confusion, "Does this knife not have a handle?"