Chapter 510: The Investigation Team Returns

“Hello, this is Bian Junwu.”

Bian Junwu’s voice was as cold as the freezing snow around them.

On the other end of the line, Zhang Yi’s voice came through.

“Captain Bian, it’s Zhang Yi. Have you left Tianhai City yet?”

Bian Junwu glanced at the road ahead. They were less than ten kilometers from the city’s border.

“Almost,” he replied flatly.

Zhang Yi’s heart tightened, but he kept his voice calm.

“I see… Before you leave, there’s something important I need to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve found another zombie horde.”

Bian Junwu’s expression finally changed.

Zhang Yi continued, “And this time… it’s even bigger and more dangerous than before.”

Bian Junwu could no longer ignore it. He turned to Baili Changqing and ordered, “Stop the car.”

Baili Changqing immediately hit the brakes.

The rest of the Investigation Team exchanged looks, puzzled by Bian Junwu’s sudden shift in demeanor.

His face was grim—a rare sight, even for him.

“Where did you find them?” Bian Junwu asked.

Zhang Yi’s voice was serious.

“The deepest tunnels of Ao Mountain District’s subway system. There are at least hundreds of thousands of them, possibly more.”

Bian Junwu took a deep breath, then let it out through his nose.

If what Zhang Yi said was true…

Then his earlier suspicions were correct.

The zombie crisis in Tianhai City had never truly ended.

Everything they had seen—the peace, the victory—was all a carefully crafted illusion.

Why?

To lull them into a false sense of security—to trick them into leaving Tianhai City.

Bian Junwu clenched his thigh with one hand, his anger boiling inside.

They had been played for fools.

This level of deception… and the ability to control such a massive zombie army—it was far beyond a mere Zombie King.

Or perhaps…

The Zombie Kings they had killed were never the real threat to begin with.

Something or someone was controlling everything from the shadows.

Bian Junwu’s voice was heavy.

“How did you find them? Can you confirm this information?”

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment.

He had considered lying—saying he stumbled upon them by accident.

But with someone like Bian Junwu, it was better to be honest.

So, he spoke the truth.

“I’ve always suspected that the zombie crisis wasn’t truly over.”

“So, after you left, I kept hunting stray zombies and scanning the subways.”

“And finally, after a lot of effort… I found them.”

Holding his satellite phone, Zhang Yi waited for Bian Junwu’s response.

He needed the Investigation Team to stay.

Bian Junwu was a crucial piece in Zhang Yi’s next move.

Only with Jiangnan District’s authority and Bian Junwu’s strength could they eliminate Yuan Kongye—the greatest threat to Tianhai City.

And according to his and Yang Xinxin’s calculations, once Bian Junwu heard this, he would have to stay.

Because as long as the zombie problem remained, the Investigation Team’s mission was incomplete.

They had no choice but to report back and investigate.

Bian Junwu’s voice came through the phone again.

“Where are you now?”

“At home.”

“Good. I’m coming to see you.”

With that, Bian Junwu ended the call.

He turned to Baili Changqing.

“Turn around. We’re heading to Zhang Yi’s Shelter.”

Baili Changqing grinned and spun the wheel, sending the snow vehicle into a wide arc across the snowy wasteland, speeding back toward Yuelu District.

The rest of the team looked at each other, confused.

Wu Di frowned, clearly irritated.

“Boss, why the hell are we going back to Zhang Yi?”

Bian Junwu adjusted his mirrored sunglasses.

“Because the zombies might not be gone. We can’t just leave.”

Suddenly, he covered his mouth—and coughed violently.

His body shook with each cough, as if he were about to cough up his lungs.

Wu Di’s expression immediately turned tense.

He hurriedly pulled Meng Siyu over.

“Check on him—quick!”

Meng Siyu opened her medical kit and took out a small bottle of pills. She poured out two and handed them to Bian Junwu.

But when Bian Junwu finally lowered his hand, his palm was covered in fresh, red blood.

The team fell into a heavy silence.

Even Baili Changqing, usually the cheerful one, frowned deeply.

Bian Junwu didn’t react to their concern. He simply took the pills and swallowed them.

The medicine wouldn’t cure him, but it would ease his pain.

Everyone’s eyes held sadness—even though no one spoke it aloud.

Bian Junwu simply wiped the blood from his lips and hand with a tissue.

He spoke calmly.

“There’s no need for those looks.”

“I’ve never regretted gaining my abilities. Because of them, we’ve survived so many close calls.”

“There’s a price for everything.”

“The world doesn’t hand out gifts—it always takes something in return.”

“In the apocalypse, you need to accept that reality.”

“Don’t waste your time feeling sad—it clouds your judgment.”

“In this world, the most important thing is to stay rational.”

Meanwhile, back at his Shelter, Zhang Yi waited for Bian Junwu to arrive.

He had already planned out exactly what he was going to say.

No matter what happened, he would not let Jiangnan District walk away from this crisis.

They had to be involved.

A few hours later, the Investigation Team’s vehicle pulled up at the Shelter’s entrance.

Zhang Yi had already instructed Zhou Ke’er and Yang Siyah to prepare food for their guests.

But when Bian Junwu and his team stepped out, their expressions were dark—they had no interest in eating.

Wu Di’s face was full of suspicion and hostility as he glared at Zhang Yi.

“Zhang Yi, you’d better explain yourself clearly today!”

“If you’re messing with us, I swear—I won’t let you off easy!”

Zhang Yi ignored him.

Because Wu Di’s opinion didn’t matter.

Instead, he turned to Bian Junwu and Baili Changqing.

“Come inside,” Zhang Yi said. “We need to talk.”

Bian Junwu followed him into the living room.

Zhang Yi dismissed everyone else, choosing to speak privately with the Investigation Team.

Once they sat down, Baili Changqing leaned forward.

“Zhang Yi, we’re not strangers. The zombie issue is serious, and Blizzard City’s leadership is watching closely.”

“If you have something important to say—just tell us straight. Don’t joke around.”

Zhang Yi nodded.

“Of course. I wouldn’t joke about something like this.”

“Now… let me show you something.”

Author's Note