East 118th Street, Queens.
In front of a building called [Knickerbocker Antiques and Pawn Shop], the black Chevrolet slowly stopped, and Abraham, who was leaning on a sword and crutch, pushed open the door first.
After some conversation, he still couldn't figure out Lu Li's true purpose. It couldn't be as noble as he said.
After all, people all over the world know the virtues of American police officers.
However, Abraham still chose to trust Lu Li for the time being, because he was a lonely old man with nothing worthy of plotting, at least on the surface.
"Old man, do you have any plans?"
"Find the two hundred and six soul-returning corpses, destroy them, and deal with the relatives transformed by them."
Resurrection corpse?
A pretty interesting title.
Lu Li, who was walking behind, was thinking secretly, while Abraham used the key to open the sliding door and rolling shutter door, and walked into the antique house.
Clocks from the 19th century, music boxes from sixty or seventy years ago, porcelain from the Far East...
There are truths and lies.
At least Lu Li was sure that the porcelain was fake because it had a string of English printed on it:
Made in China
At first glance, you can tell that these are daily necessities mass-produced by modern machines.
Abraham, who was not far away, seemed to have guessed what Lu Li was thinking. While opening the secret door of the secret room, he explained: "In order to recycle silverware and forge weapons, I have to find a way to make some money."
Hearing this, Lu Li nodded.
When you come to an antique store to look for things, it is similar to a gambling table. You must be prepared to look carefully. If you buy a replica, you can only admit that your eyesight is not good.
Soon, the two walked into the basement side by side.
Looking at the objects in front of him, Lu Li was stunned.
Silver plates, silver knives and forks, silver jewelry...
The bright white metal shimmers with dazzling light under the chandelier. These silverwares are packed in basket after basket, collected by the pound.
Next to them, there are silver smelting furnaces, grinding tools, and some unnamed tools.
The forged products were all hung on the wall by the old man, including hundreds of silver daggers, silver bullets, and even privately modified nail guns, with the magazine filled with silver nails.
What is a professional?
What does it mean to keep wealth private?
This is it!
Lu Li was speechless. If he took out these silverwares for sale, I'm afraid it would cause a big fuss.
"Silver can kill the soul-returning corpse."
Abraham didn't care about these external possessions. He pointed at the wall covered with weapons and said, "Take whatever you think is convenient."
"It seems you don't have Parabellum 9mm pistol ammunition here."
With that said, Lu Li pulled out the Beretta police pistol from his waist and asked, "Can't ordinary bullets kill them?"
"Yes, but the conditions are harsh and the brain must be destroyed." Abraham stepped forward, took off the nail gun and handed it over: "You can try this. After modification, its effective range can reach thirty meters."
At a glance, the magazine contained nearly a hundred silver nails, which was larger than the ammunition capacity of the rifle. Therefore, Lu Li did not refuse and carried it on his shoulders.
In addition, he casually took off two daggers and fixed them with belts.
In this way, Lu Li was fully armed.
However, just as he was about to continue discussing specific action plans with Abraham, his cell phone rang.
"Dude, I'm Paul."
"That fat doctor named Jim took a taxi to the Stone Heart Group and never came out."
"No, I've seen him."
"This guy is carrying a black bag. Does he need to be arrested?"
The tone was slightly irritable.
However, Lu Li spoke up to stop Paul's reckless behavior: "Don't forget, we are acting without authorization and there is no arrest warrant. Therefore, you only need to continue to follow him and don't alert him."
"Also, did you record the video?"
"Of course, in order to take pictures of this bitch, I specially changed to an iPhone with a large memory."
"Good luck."
call ended.
Abraham looked at Lu Li, waiting for him to share the information.
"The force that helped the vampires cross the river has been found, the Stone Heart Group."
After speaking, Lu Li added in his mind: And my classmates, the number is unknown.
The old man leaned on his sword crutch, sighed, and whispered: "Another careerist seduced by darkness."
"So, have you changed your mind?" Lu Li said half-jokingly, half-seriously: "For example, directly kill the Shixin Group and ask the black-hearted capitalist to reveal the whereabouts of the Blood Ancestor."
Abraham shook his head: "No, the plan remains unchanged. Kill all the resurrected corpses first to prevent the disease from spreading further."
Lu Li was not surprised, but he couldn't help but ask: "Just the two of us? You know, these passengers live all over New York."
"Yes, but, in the early stages of infection, they are very fragile and can be easily killed."
"What's more, since you are willing to join me and save the fate of mankind, it means that there will definitely be more people willing to do so, maybe in the next family, maybe in the next family."
The old man said very seriously, "By analogy, if more than thirty people participate, it won't take long to resolve the crisis."
It's so idealistic and terrifyingly naive.
In fact, as early as the drive here, he felt that the old man was a bit pedantic——
The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be.
Seventy or eighty years ago, there were many kind and simple people, but now, it’s better to rest.
Seeing that Lu Li didn't say anything, Abraham coughed a few times and his voice trembled:
"Mr. Police Officer, I know you have doubts, but I have dealt with this thing all my life and have deduced countless plans, so I can guarantee that it will be foolproof."
"Think about yourself again. What have you gained by focusing on the four survivors besides wasting time?"
There was a moment of silence.
"All right."
Lu Li thought of his experience of being played by the Blood Ancestor, and said helplessly: "I'll let you arrange it. I hope this can help us build trust in each other."
In fact, he was very curious about what could enable a suffering and tortured old man to live to be a hundred years old and still have the ability to challenge the Blood Ancestor with a sword and a crutch.
Maybe, that thing can be used on himself to enhance his strength.
Thinking of this, Lu Li became more active and suggested: "I can sneak into relevant institutions and steal the personal information of all passengers on the death flight."
"Need not."
Abraham pulled out the giant sword hidden in the sword crutch and wiped it gently with a rag. "Before going to the airport, I prepared for the worst, so I entrusted a girl to help investigate passenger information through the Internet in advance."
girl?
Hacker?
Lu Li felt that he meant something.
However, it is completely impossible to tell that this old man is so trendy and knows about the Internet!
As a result, Lu Li gained confidence in his next action.
