"Captain, the flag is missing."

After the war, a member of Party A's camp who was responsible for looking around to find things hurried back to report.

"I remember that Xiaojiu grabbed the flag, and then the blond hell messenger ripped out his heart and killed him." After a moment of recollection, Jin Shi recalled the previous scene in the rain.

After Xiaojiu dies, the flag will fall to the ground. They are chased into the subway passage by the Hell Messenger. It stands to reason that the flag is still in place, why does it disappear?

"Are you sure you have searched the place where Xiaojiu died? Have you also searched in the grass? Could it be that the zombies took him and dropped him somewhere?" Seeing that the dungeon is about to end, Party A's camp will become the winning team.

At the critical moment, the flag disappeared.

Jin Shi and Huai Ping were both a little anxious.

"By the way, Heiyuan, what do you think about this matter?" Jin Shi turned back to look at the young man who was doing things calmly, subconsciously wanting to hear his opinion.

Heiyuan has a calmness that is beyond ordinary people. At this time, he may have a different point of view.

After the decisive battle with the zombie tide, Party A's camp dropped from the original 25 people to the current 14 people.

Behind him, Jin Shi's two cronies looked shocked.

At this time in the past, the captain would either discuss with Huaiping or ask him for their opinions. When will it be an outsider's turn?

What's more, that man is the son of a traitor.

The henchman remained calm and looked sideways at Heiyuan, feeling that this person would be talking nonsense after a while.

It is true that he is a high-level monk, but when it comes to analyzing problems, he is probably not as good as the two of them.

Heiyuan did not speak immediately, but walked into the museum silently, scanned the interior space, and then walked around the underground palace.

Just as Jin Shi's two cronies looked at the joke, Heiyuan said calmly: "The C camp is still here."

One sentence shocked a group of people.

"this......"

Jin Shi was speechless by Hei Yuan's speculation.

Two of his cronies spoke first.

"Impossible, more than 300 zombies and hell messengers rushed out of the museum. There are only about 50 of them. There is no way they are still alive."

Another person also added: "Yes, if they are still alive, why have they been hiding for so long?"

He just asked Jin Shi why he was hiding.

"Why are you hiding? I know. They are hiding and waiting for this moment to reap the benefits." Jin Shi slapped his thigh and immediately ordered.

"Quick, look for it quickly, look for all the places where people can be hidden."

"Wait, don't go yet." Huaiping called to stop him.

I am afraid that this order will be difficult to implement in a short time. The museum is too big. There are only 14 of them. If they are all spread out, it will not be enough to search. I am afraid they will be cut off one by one.

"What do you propose?"

The two cronies looked at Heiyuan again, with the meaning in their eyes: Aren't you very good? Tell me.

"We just need to stay in the underground palace."

"That's it?"

"ah?"

Several people were filled with doubts and secretly wondered what this opinion was.

But now, they really don't have a good way to solve the current difficulties.

In fact, Heiyuan's speculation is only half of the story.

He only told Jin Shi that the C camp was still here, but did not say that the flag was in their hands, nor did he explain to them that the plot was not completely over yet.

The special NPC Zhou Xuan has been following Hei Yuan obediently. After they entered the museum, the girl's face always had memories and sadness on her face.

Only Heiyuan noticed this detail.

"Xiaoxuan, are you thinking of your father?"

The little girl couldn't control it anymore and started crying.

"Xiao Xuan, don't be too sad. Your father is definitely still alive. He should be here too." Zi Yanran comforted her.

It's a very simple reasoning. Since Zhou Xuan, the special NPC, is still there, there must be a plot involving her.

At this time, Heiyuan knew what he should say and what he should do. He asked the little girl softly.

"Xiaoxuan, when you were a child, which exhibition area did you like to play in the most?"

The two cronies wanted to remind Heiyuan countless times that you should be helping Jin Shi make suggestions now, rather than helping a little girl recall the past.

Zhou Xuan thought for a moment and raised her hand to point in a certain direction.

He said timidly: "The museum often changes its exhibition themes, but one exhibition hall remains unchanged. I asked my father when I was a child, and he said that it was a lost civilization and the origin of the twelve time zones in Lake City. It will never change."

Jin Shi and Huai Ping looked at each other, wondering what the little girl was trying to express.

But it’s hard to stop.

"You take us there."

"Little girl, just tell us the location of the exhibition hall, and we'll go check it out first," one person said urgently.

Zhou Xuan shook his head and whispered: "That exhibition hall has been closed for many years. Only my father and a few uncles who manage the museum can enter, and of course, me."

She took out a key from her neck and said.

Everyone followed the little girl, walked around for a long distance, and finally came to a very small exhibition hall.

Indeed, as she said, without her leading the way and without the key, it would be impossible to find the small exhibition hall hidden in the corner.

"There is someone here!" As the door of the exhibition hall opened, a confidant exclaimed.

The small exhibition hall was dimly lit, with only a few scattered collections. The man's back was turned to everyone, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he knew that he was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Dad..." The little girl Zhou Xuan rushed over.

Bang bang bang!

The lights in the exhibition hall came on, and Zhou Xianhua turned to look at everyone.

"Dad..." Zhou Xuan shouted with strong sadness.

Zhou Xianhua is sitting in a wheelchair. It is impossible to tell what is going on under his clothes, but the blood in his right calf is dark red, the wound is in bad condition, and his muscles have begun to mutate.

"Xiao Xuan, where have you been in the past two years? Dad thought you had... cough cough cough." Zhou Xianhua reached out and stroked his daughter's long hair, speaking with great effort.

Everyone could see clearly that this person was probably infected by the zombie virus and would not have much time to survive.

"Dad, it's Xiaoxuan's fault. Xiaoxuan should not have left you." Zhou Xuan cried with sadness and regret.

"Dad doesn't blame you. Dad knows that you ran away after seeing a lot of things you shouldn't have seen. Ahem."

"But that's what you planned to show her, right?" Heiyuan exposed the man's lies.

Zhou Xianhua ignored Heiyuan and continued to stroke his daughter's long hair.

His eyes became more distracted and his movements stiffened. As he stroked her, the little girl's long hair was cut to one side, revealing her not-so-white neck.

If Zhou Xianhua still had any conscience as a father, he would never have given Zhou Xuan the identity card that would allow him to pass through Shangcheng.

"Dad, you brought the zombie virus to Lake City, right? Uncle Jack, Brother Xiaoguang, and...were they all caused by you?" Zhou Xuan said a series of familiar names.

"Xiaoxuan, do you blame your father for being too cruel?"

Zhou Xuan looked up at her father. At this moment, he was so unfamiliar.

Zhou Xianhua's eyes were no longer cloudy, but filled with a kind of madness.

"Dad, you...why are you doing this? Why?"

In Zhou Xuan's simple world, it is difficult for her to understand her father's position.

"Hahaha, why do you do this?" Zhou Xianhua raised his daughter's head and looked at her face that was exactly the same as his ex-wife's. He smiled extremely sarcastically.

"Why don't you ask your mother why she left me?" the man yelled, slapping his legs that had lost consciousness for a long time.

Zhou Xuan has grown up and is no longer young and ignorant. She knows a little bit about men and women. In the years since her parents divorced, she occasionally heard her mother cry and occasionally heard her complain.

She understood her father's complaints. The fundamental reason why her mother left him was that her father had lost consciousness in his lower body after a car accident. Married life had long become a luxury.

"But why are you?"

"Why are you doing all this?" Zhou Xianhua shouted with eyes wide open and arms spread.

"I'm going to stand up, I'm going to stand up again, stand up like a real man."

"Can the zombie virus make you stand up again?" Hei Yuan asked coldly.

After this question came out, Zhou Xianhua finally looked at Heiyuan.

"good."

"Then you succeeded?" Heiyuan asked again.
To be continued...