[Hunter] How to kill a zombie

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He smiled wryly: "She's not my sweetheart."

Not really, it just made him care a little bit.

"That's good. Speaking of which, have you heard about it? There seems to be an outbreak in a small town to the north of us, and the news has been blocked. Hey, do you think it might be an outbreak of zombies?"

"I think you've watched too many zombie movies."

"Fuck, what a good zombie movie! You have no aesthetics. What's so good about Thomas Mann?"

I don't know if it was his illusion, Zoe seemed to glance at him before leaving with Pariston, it must be his illusion.

On the way back to the dormitory, he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders while walking.At first he thought it was his roommate who forgot to take the key and chased after him, but when he turned around, he was startled.

With ice blue eyes and long silver hair, it was Zoe Corleone.

Didn't she leave long ago?

"I found that you have been looking at me." She smiled slightly and said, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"I..." He couldn't help being surprised, was his sight so obvious?

"February NO.14, March [-]th, are you there?"

she knows?A strange cold crept up his limbs.

"It's okay, um..." She reached out and touched his face, and he realized that her hands were as cold as a dead person. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."

He blinked, feeling dizzy suddenly.

"It might be a little uncomfortable." He seemed to hear someone say, "Don't fight it, just accept it, yes, that's it."

When he came to his senses, he stood where he was, blinking in confusion, and there were students passing by on both sides of the corridor.By the way, he is going back to the dormitory to get the materials for the next class...

"Erase memory?"

After Zooey came home, Pariston’s voice suddenly came from behind her, which startled her.

"Are you there?—did you see that?"

"Of course I'm here, Zoe." There was something twisted in Pariston's eyes, which made Zoe very uncomfortable. "Speaking of which, little Zoe, have you ever done this to me?"

Suddenly, Zooey felt an extremely dangerous aura emanating from this man.

"...What do you think?" Zooey stared at him and asked back, "You won't believe my statement, Parry. What if I say no?"

Pallistone said nothing, but there was no real smile in those crooked eyes.Zooey remembered that Pariston's expression had been so empty from the very beginning.

Like a black hole of desire that can never be filled.

"What should I do? Zoe, I'm very distressed." Pariston said, "You don't take me seriously. Do you know? Recently I've been thinking, can zombies feel pain? You Painful? I can see it. You have someone to hate...I'm so jealous of that person."

envy?What is this person talking about.

"Aren't love and hate two sides of the same thing? I used to think that maybe to help you, even if you don't hate me at first, you will gradually get on the right track. Unfortunately, I found out that I was wrong."

"Pallistone, are you on drugs?" Zoe asked shamefully, "Are you okay?"

"But I found that I can't go on like this anymore. Are you going to delete my memory in the end like you did just now? That's not okay. If you finally start hating me one day, but I don't remember it, it's not very heartbreaking ?"

At least he was right about the part of deleting the memory.Zooey looked at Pariston wordlessly, and found that this man's mental state was more dangerous than she imagined.Maybe she couldn't put it off any longer and had to...

"But I still want to thank you. I learned a lot from you. I also gained a lot. It's all thanks to you, little Zoe."

What?what happened?

Zooey just wanted to concentrate, but found that she couldn't concentrate at all, and her vision suddenly changed.Her vision became lower and lower until she could only see the ground.

Her head was chopped off.How did you do it?

There seemed to be other people in the room.Her head was wrapped in a black plastic bag.She heard Pariston talking, but not to her.

Someone took her body, someone took her head.

Then she thought, this must have been a trap from the start, and she just walked in unsuspecting.But where exactly do you start?

Changes always come faster than she imagined.

She seemed to be on her way, being transported somewhere.She could feel her body close by.It seemed to be a truck or a van, and judging from the degree of bumps on the road, it should still be in the city.They seemed to think that they could remove further protection by separating her head from her body.This is a good thing.

Zooey felt a lot of memories pouring into her mind.About this city, about the lives of many people, these voices are noisy and orderly, forming a shining picture in the darkness.Streets, buildings, pedestrians, vehicles, everyone in every building.

At this moment, the world stands still.

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

Zoe's body found her head, tore open the black plastic bag indiscriminately, raised her head with both hands and put it back on her neck.At first the direction was not right, but after she turned her head 180 degrees, it was finally right.

It turned out she was in a delivery van.

Some pictures flashed in her mind, and she quickly found the location of the backup key in her memory, then unlocked the door, and got out of the truck.

Everything in the street is still.

The clothes on Zoe's body were spattered with blood, but these were not a problem. The main problem was that her head was not stable. She had to hold her head up to walk, otherwise it would roll off.

She opened the door, and the person in the driver's seat, if she remembered correctly, was an ordinary truck driver.The person in the co-pilot is the driver on shift.Both have families and children.

She picked a person at random, raised her head to the other person's side, opened her mouth and bit off two fingers, then put her head back in place, chewed and ate it.Well, the taste is average.

But enough to reattach her head to her body.

In an instant, the street started moving again, but everyone turned a blind eye to the bloody girl, and the truck driver found himself missing two fingers and screamed, attracting other people's attention.

Zoe walked among the pedestrians, and her hair was cut off along with her head, and now the length only reaches her neck.

The scream of the driver gradually turned into a low growl like a wild animal. He jumped at the person next to him and bit him down. After a while, there were screams and screams from the crowd behind him.

Zooey walked away with her back to them, with a vague smile on her lips.

Like some sort of contented laugh.

"Kurley, you did a great job this time." Pariston patted the linguistics professor on the shoulder, "Well, next time I will entrust you with the twelve ballots."

"Yes... yes, Mr Pariston."

"Hey...you can just call me Parry." Pariston said with a bright smile, "After all, he is a partner who wants to go to the New World together! Ahaha!"

"Student Zoe..."

"It should be on the way to the underground research room of the Special Aviation Department right now? I don't know if it is a variant of Zorba AIDS. If it is, it will be troublesome."

"Mr Pariston, what are you going to do next?"

"What to do? Well, finish your studies? It's hard to come here."

"What if..." Kurley seemed hesitant to speak, and under Pariston's encouraging eyes, he continued, "What if Zoe's target is not those criminals, what will you do?"

As if aware of some kind of question hidden behind this question, Pariston laughed: "Hahaha! What are you talking about, Kurley, if that's the case, I definitely won't help her! No, um, I It will make her target dangerous people. Aren't the people in our association just to take care of the weak and contribute to the people?"

"..." Kuerli didn't speak, but still seemed a little worried.

He was thinking, is it really good for Class A dangerous creatures not to be reported to the association but to Mr. Biyangde?

But he still felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

"I said, Cooley. Did you hear anything?"

"what?"

"It's kind of muffled, like the sound of an engine."

"Huh? Ah...it seems to be there."

At this time, the two were still standing in Zoe's apartment, and the blood did not splatter everywhere, because the zombie did not have blood pressure, so only a pool of blood and a pile of long silver hair fell on the place where the head was severed.

These places have been strictly isolated, and will eventually be collected as virus samples and handed over to the researchers of the Special Aviation Division.

There is no breath of life in the room, and it is dead silent. Although the furniture is in its original position, there is something different.

"Hey, Kuerli, do you remember how empty this room was when you came here?"

"Eh? Ah, it was like this when I came here." He pointed to the trap set in the room.

"Hmm..." Pariston narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, the sound of the engine became louder, and a white car downstairs drove out of the apartment's garage, conspicuous on the empty street.

The two stood by the bed in the apartment and watched the car go away.

"!!" Kuerli's eyes widened suddenly, "It's...it's her!"

However, Pariston's expression made Kurley even more frightened.

It was an excited, twisted smile he had never seen before.

"She's been here, little Zoe," Pariston murmured, "in this room, as we speak..."

"how