Seeing the two clerks pulling up the rolling gate in the store, Gu Bin leaned back.

Just now, he suddenly realized that his IQ seemed to be offline because he could use simpler and more rude methods to solve the problem.

"Actually, you just need to let them know that you have a gun. It's not good to keep it in your hand, right?" Miles was instructing Gu Bin in a conscious mind. This situation reminded him of the director of the middle school. Gu Bin really wanted to know why this Western journalist's thinking always runs in this direction.

Gu Bin leisurely put the two rolls of tissues he used as bricks back on the shelf next to him, then came to the edge of the counter, pulled out a stool from behind, and sat there against the counter.

"Myers, what kind of person do you think you are?"

Gu Bin asked curiously, and he noticed that the cabinet at the cash register was still intact. In addition to the cigarettes next to him, the cash register containing money was unscathed, and the change box next to him was also quite stable.

Miles was shocked by Gu Bin's questions and fell into silence. Gu Bin took advantage of his thoughts to cough hard. He picked up a pack of unopened cigarettes from the counter, waved at the clerk who was looking at him, and then took some money according to the price above and put it into the change box.

Just as he was about to light a cigarette, Gu Bin saw the no-smoking sticker sticker on the wall next to him. His eyebrows trembled slightly, and he finally stuffed the entire cigarette box into his pocket.

Seeing that Miles had not given an answer, Gu Bin said to him in a joke, "Do you know? I thought that if you were a character in a novel, you would definitely be the kind of protagonist who was despised by readers."

"Are you talking about the kind of good guy who has a sense of justice?" Miles was not interested in Gu Bin's bad description, but instead asked seriously: "In fact, from a certain perspective, this title will be more appropriate for you, although you will always do something to cover up your true intentions."

"Abbreviated, arrogant."

A slight Google girl's voice came from her backpack, which made Gu Bin want to find a toilet for the mechanical fox in the backpack to stuff it in.

He reached out and knocked his backpack hard to keep Zhao Yan quiet. Gu Bin turned his gaze to the other side. The two young men and women dressed in clerks had already walked towards him, but their faces were filled with great fear. It was obvious that the gun in Gu Bin's hand had a huge deterrent to them.

In fact, people with guns and people who can shoot are two different concepts. Gu Bin just proved that he is one of the latter, so the effect is naturally extraordinary.

If I had known this effect, why would I have angrily swung the man's face with a tissue?

Seeing the two of them coming to the front, Gu Bin wanted to stand up. However, as soon as he moved, the other party shrank back as if they were electrocuted, which made him very helpless and had to sit down again.

"You know me." Gu Bin tried to make himself look less "seductive" as much as possible. He showed an extremely kind smile and said, "My friend is a regular visitor to you, and my sister often comes to you to buy things... She wore long hair or a ponytail on weekdays."

The female clerk showed a sudden expression. She seemed to relax a little, and barely squeezed out a crying smile: "I remember, she often talks about you to us."

Gu Bin pulled the corner of his mouth, then stood up and gave the chair to the male clerk who was injured. After forcibly sitting down with the other party, he asked, "It seems that you are the owner of this store? I don't believe that those who work will work so hard."

"Well, yes." The young woman opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Gu Bin's gesture. Gu Bin said: "I don't have enough time, so now you can just answer a few questions from me, so there is no need to say anything else."

Seeing the two nodding, Gu Bin asked, "Is it normal for the water and electricity in the city to have communications now?"

"The power is fine. After all, many places have their own generators. Although the power is cut off from time to time, it can always be supported." The young man grinned his teeth and rubbed his chest, and replied: "But the power supply must be gone... I heard someone yesterday that the city had frozen to death."

"Um?"

"An old man, whose children are out of town, are unable to move. He slept at home for a while, but he was cold to death in his sleep. The body was discovered one day after another."

Gu Bin nodded softly, signaling that he understood, and then he asked: "Where is the army? Whether it is the police, it is still some other special police. Have you seen it?"

"There are policemen..."

The female shop owner said, "The branch is not far from here. We went there on the first day. There were indeed people inside, but they ignored the citizens outside and just kept it in the lock."

"I saw the army!"

The young man suddenly said, "I saw them on the first day of heavy snow. I passed by us. I walked very quickly, with more than a dozen cars, but I completely ignored the people along the way."

"Okay, then the next question." Gu Bin put away the gun in his hand in the dim light: "Have you tried to leave the city? The car at the door should be yours, right?"

Speaking of this, there was a look of horror on both of them. They looked at each other, and then the male shop owner said, "If they don't leave us, every exit has been blocked."

"What about other places?" Gu Bin frowned: "It's not only roads that can be used, shipping, aviation and development areas in the north are also accessible?"

"no!"

The man shook his head firmly: "It was completely blocked, the pier was blocked, and there were people everywhere where he could go, and they seemed not to allow anyone to go out."

Seeing that the other party's attitude was so clear, Gu Bin was shocked, and he immediately asked: "Is there any riots in the city or some strange phenomena?"

"Is it snowing heavily?" The woman pointed weakly at the top of her head.

Gu Bin smiled bitterly: "Except this."

The two shook their heads at the same time.

Gu Bin was a little calm, but he never let go of his vigilance. It was obvious that the real front, or some other organizations, have completed the blockade of the entire S city with permission, but so far, except for the low temperature and poor water and electricity conditions, there seems to be no other situation. This means that the blockade still cannot be assured of the situation in S city, either they cannot confirm whether the hidden dangers have been eliminated, or the real hidden dangers have not yet erupted.

"Following the urinary nature, it's like a remake of Resident Evil." Gu Bin silently complained in his heart, then came to the shelf on the other side, picked up two pieces of chocolate, and shook it at the young man and woman.

Seeing that the two of them were still in a panic look, Gu Bin stopped talking nonsense. He came to the roller shutter door, opened the small door prepared on it, and lowered his head and crawled out.

The street outside became empty again, and the white snowflakes wrapped all the things with shapes in their vision. This scene immediately reminded Gu Bin of the blizzard encountered in the copy of Silent Hill. Thinking of this, his mood became more serious.

His eyes swept around the road, and finally Gu Bin stopped his sight on the street ten meters away. It was a van. It seemed that it was the vehicle used by this convenience supermarket to purchase goods.

He hesitated for a moment, and a green vital ray appeared between his fingers. However, the next second, the vital dysfunction dissipated in the air again.

"Myers, Myers?"

He called Miles' name in his consciousness: "Don't pretend to be dead, I have something to do with you."

Navalried's consciousness floated out, without saying anything, as if he was just waiting for Gu Bin's "order".

"You should be able to drive, right?" Gu Bin said with confidence: "How about taking over my body after a while?"

Miles' consciousness was silent for two seconds, and then he said a sentence smoothly.

"It seems you are not a real driver."

...The sculptures in the university showed a unique beauty after being covered with white. On the first day of heavy snow, everyone was extremely surprised to shoot with various equipment and excitedly shared it with their friends and relatives. It is definitely a wonder of the world when it snows heavily in a southern city.

However, it is now the third day. With the collapse of communications and water and electricity, the students living in the university are also in panic. This is a rare area where armed personnel work after the city is closed. Now the university has become extremely crowded. As long as it can cover the cold wind, people are hidden. The unified supply of food, water, daily necessities and even limited heating attracts people around here. The huge university has become a refuge.

Most of the students are kind and gentle. Whether they are psychologically comfortable or not, they do their best to extend a helping hand to the people who come to "take refuge". The space in the dormitory and classroom are used to the maximum extent. Everyone who has been outdoors knows how terrible the temperature outside is. No heating is enough for these unprepared citizens.

But everyone here felt extremely uneasy. The soldiers were like stones. They ignored any inquiries, answered no questions, and let anyone go. They seemed to be protecting everyone in this "sanctuary". However, when someone touched the cordon, the gun in their hands would be raised directly, and even fired a gun to warn them.

This is the third day of low temperatures, and panic begins to brew among the crowd.
Chapter completed!