Carl went to the 11th floor. The door to the stairwell was locked from the outside. He broke in, dealt with two zombies, and had Ali identify the person. They confirmed that this was not one of the 19 people.

The walkie-talkie then crackled to life.

"The vulture is calling. There are a lot of zombies locked up on the 6th floor. They're the same people from yesterday."

"Grey Magpie received."

After Gavin replied, his expression was worse than if he were crying. The medical kit he had been carrying was now clutched to his chest, as if seeking comfort in the cold metal box.

"My beautiful sister, is she going to turn into a zombie? Ah no, I can't accept that."

Carl, annoyed by his dawdling, grabbed him by the back of his collar, pulled him behind him, and strode quickly towards the sixth floor.

As Ali passed Gavin, he gave him a sympathetic look, but Gavin gave him a chilling, warning glare. Ali immediately cowered and shrank back, chasing after Carl.

"Boss, wait for me! I'm here to identify him!"

On the sixth floor, Vulture closed the door again. Many of the zombies inside had been devoured beyond recognition. If he went in again and hacked them to pieces, he wouldn't be able to tell if they were the mission targets later.

So as soon as he broke down the door and saw what was happening, he immediately backed out and closed the door.

The zombies inside, smelling the human scent, all rushed to the doorway, ramming against it and making low, guttural growls.

When Carl arrived, this was the scene he saw: Vulture gripping the doorknob with both hands, his face red and neck bulging as he struggled against the zombie inside.

Carl stood on the upper stairs, put his gun back into the holster on his thigh, drew a Nepalese kukri from his lower back, gripped it upside down with one hand, the blade close to his arm.

"Open the door, back up."

The vulture quickly released its grip, then nimbly jumped back. Instantly, the zombies inside swarmed out, following the scent of the two, one after another.

After retreating a certain distance, the vulture turned around to face the zombies and kicked the foremost zombie away one by one.

The slope of the stairs allowed the already crowded zombies to tumble together, further distancing them from the two.

Ali and the others arrived at this moment. After seeing the appearance of the zombies below, Ali spoke with certainty.

"It's Du Shi and his group!"

How did they all turn into zombies while they were in the hotel?

Carl recognized these people at first glance, but he also noticed that the number was incorrect.

"Clean it up first."

He moved first, his movements so fast that only afterimages could be seen. With a swift and clean slash, he severed the head of the nearest zombie.

After everything was cleared, three rows of 12 zombie heads were neatly arranged on the stair steps.

The zombie's head, its mouth opening and closing in a biting motion, resembled a wind-up toy...

Carl frowned. "Seven are missing."

Ali carefully examined the heads, counting out who the missing people were.

"Li Xin'er, Li Yiyuan who has fire-type abilities, and Li Feng who has water-type abilities."

"Two girls lived in room 1321."

"Door boy Yu Ping."

"besides···"

Alika paused, and Carl chimed in, adding...

"There's also a child."