I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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The case file was actually quite straightforward.

11 years ago.

Some loan sharks barged into a household, in an era that was still rather barbaric, they trampled the female homeowner beneath their feet and committed numerous insulting acts. The male homeowner, unable to bear the humiliation, rushed into the kitchen to grab a knife and stabbed all the thugs to death.

The emotion was released.

But how to deal with the aftermath was a big problem.

In the end, the homeowners came up with a good idea—to let their child take the blame. This way, there was a good chance the child would be exonerated, and neither the father nor the mother would be punished. They plotted for their child to flee in advance, creating the appearance of fleeing out of fear of punishment.

The crime was firmly pinned on their child.

The aggressors had initiated the break-in and violence, and a child, seeing his parents humiliated, was compelled to act in their defense. Not knowing his own strength, and with several factors considered, if all went well, it was likely that the child would first be put on a wanted list and then justified as acting in self-defense. By the time they would allow the child to return.

The family could be reunited.

But unfortunately...

The forensic scientist wasn't a pushover.

The depth and angle of the knife wounds on the victims clearly indicated they were inflicted by an adult male, and it didn't matter that the fingerprints on the dagger belonged to the child.

The outcome of this case file was as follows.

The female homeowner, due to severe trauma, remained in a deep coma and died in the hospital on the seventh day.

The male homeowner was arrested on the spot and executed by gunshot the next day.

The Black Doctor probably never dared to contact his family because there might have been some sort of agreement, something like "We will only send you messages, you must never contact us."

Fleeing to take the blame for his family.

But... it seems there was no need to take the blame.

The Federation never issued any warrant for the Black Doctor; the case was opened and closed on the same day.

"..."

Chen Miao touched his nose and then shook his head helplessly. "No good, this case is from another area, my superiors can't search for it."

"Forget it, it's not important."

"Since you guys are alright, I can rest easy. I need to go find Zhang Liu now."

"He's currently missing and his life or death is uncertain."

"Use this."

Doctor Gou took out a small gadget from his spatial backpack and handed it to Chen Miao. "This is a mother-and-child beeper. Zhang Liu and I each had one when we split up. You can see each other's real-time locations with this."

"Okay."

Chen Miao took the beeper, nodded to both the Black Doctor and Doctor Gou, and then quickly left. Zhang Liu was his responsibility - he couldn't let him just die in Broken Pot City.

A sea of zombies was indeed terrifying.

But it couldn't stop him.

...

When Chen Miao found Zhang Liu, Liu was already unconscious, lying on the rooftop of an abandoned high-rise, with countless zombies outside the rooftop door, incessantly roaring and pounding on the security door.

The remote areas of Broken Pot City had fallen completely.

Countless zombies had poured into the city.

The citizens were forced into hand-to-hand combat. Fortunately, these zombies didn't have the contagiousness of those in film and TV shows. People injured by zombies weren't assimilated into zombies, otherwise, Broken Pot City would have probably fallen completely by now.

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He arrived neither early nor late, but just in time.

If he had come a moment later, Zhang Liu would probably have died to the zombies about to break through the door.

...

Carrying Zhang Liu, Chen Miao returned to the clinic, where the Black Doctor quickly took over Zhang Liu's body and started to treat him methodically. One had to say having such a doctor indeed provided a reassuring sense of security.

Chen Miao didn't leave.

He only listened to Zhou Shen report the situation outside while sitting aside and watching the news on TV.

"What's happening outside?"

Chen Miao, sitting outside the operating room with a cigarette in his mouth, asked casually upon hearing the noises outside.

Black Doctor had just stepped out of the operating room, removing his blood-covered surgical gloves, "A journalist revealed a conversation between the mayor of Fengtian City and others, saying that the Sea of Zombies was man-made, and that the person responsible has a plum blossom tattoo. Killing that person would end the disaster." Read the latest on empire

"Hmm."

Chen Miao nodded nonchalantly, "Yeah, someone told me about it, it's true. But I've almost solved this disaster. I estimate that in a day's time, the zombies outside will all be wiped out."

Without a steady influx of more zombies,

the ones outside were like water without a source. If he spared no expense, he could clear them all out in an hour at most.

Black Doctor nodded without saying anything, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Doctor Gou, resting and asleep in the operating room.

Although the wounds were mostly bandaged up.

The injuries were still severe, and coupled with blood loss, it was easy to feel drowsy. In fact, he was also tired, as his own injuries were not light, but he knew he couldn't sleep, otherwise, there would be no one to take care of Doctor Gou and Zhang Liu.

He wasn't familiar with Zhang Liu,

but he felt gratitude toward Doctor Gou.

At this moment, Broken Pot City's TV station was broadcasting survival tutorials to urgently teach the citizens how to save their lives, and to avoid attracting zombies with noise, all tutorials were silent.

The urgent news revealed by the journalist Liu Xiaohua about the mayor of Fengtian City got cut off midway, but the message still managed to spread. Even though it leaked, people would only curse inwardly.

Right now, they had no time to care about such matters; staying alive was the most important thing.

However, coincidentally, someone had seen a person with a plum blossom tattoo.

The person who had tortured Doctor Gou and saw the secretly disclosed news on TV was at first stunned, then hurriedly reported the information to his boss. After the boss confirmed it numerous times, the message slowly started to spread.

Countless forces began sharing information.

The figure of the person who had once escaped from them became increasingly clearer.

'Doctor Gou,' who fled from Fengtian City to Broken Pot City decades ago and opened a 'Little Sunflower Andrology Clinic'—if they caught and killed this person, the crisis would end.

The safety of millions of people in Broken Pot City would be assured.

Everything would end.

So—

Just as Chen Miao was about to put out the cigarette in his hand, the perfectly sealed rolling door was suddenly kicked open by an unwelcome visitor.

Winter, when daybreak came late.

But it was already past 9 a.m., and the sky was nearly bright. As the rolling door was shattered by the intruders, plenty of sunlight spilled in. The sky was heavy with clouds today; although it was light, the brightness wasn't blinding at all.

The foggy sunlight.

Gave a very comfortable feeling.

There was no harsh glare from the sun and the sun itself couldn't be seen overhead, unconsciously busy for an entire night.