We set off at 1 p.m. and it took us three hours to get back to school.

The main problem was that Fei Lichao's body couldn't handle it, and I didn't dare to drive too fast. To avoid being too bumpy, I could only proceed cautiously. Moreover, we encountered several groups of zombies along the way, and each time Lu Yun had to lure them away, which naturally delayed us.

It was already 4 p.m. when I got back to school.

After settling Fei Lichao in and confirming that everything was alright at the school, we all felt relieved.

The situation in Jiajiang is now stable, and there is no longer any need to worry about security.

Let Jiangbei and Biyuan handle their own remaining problems; we can just live here in peace.

However, there is still one issue that remains unresolved.

That's the work of an inside traitor.

Fan Bin, the traitor, was exposed by Chu Yu a long time ago and was later captured and imprisoned. However, this guy seemed unwilling to give up and tried to escape several times, but was caught and brought back each time.

Now that Li Shujiang is dead, his role as an inside agent is no longer relevant.

I had told Du Xu before that I was determined to kill him. Although Du Xu was very unwilling to see this happen, he eventually agreed.

Back in Jiangbei, it was because of Fan Bin that Sun Zichen and Sister Jing were kidnapped by Biyuan, which led to Zhang Zhihao's death.

I am not a kind person, and I will not let him off the hook just because this matter is over, nor will I feel pity for him just because he is a high school student.

...

The morning after we returned to school, a few days later it would be July.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Fan Bin is currently being held in the westernmost room on the ground floor of the dormitory building. The front and back windows of the ground floor rooms are equipped with security bars, so he cannot escape from here.

I arrived here with the key and stood at the door of this dormitory room, unsure of Fan Bin's situation inside.

Just in case, I'm carrying a gun.

Du Xu originally wanted to come with me, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea and let me come here alone.

I think he also didn't want to see me kill Fan Bin.

I had asked Sister Jing to come over, but she refused, saying she didn't want to deal with this kind of thing anymore and that I should handle it.

I had no choice but to come here alone to resolve this matter.

I took out my key, opened the dormitory door, and saw Fan Bin lying on the bed with his eyes closed, asleep.

After the door opened, light shone into the dormitory room. He turned over in bed, opened his eyes, and looked around. He originally wanted to turn over and continue sleeping, but when he saw it was me, he instantly woke up. He propped himself up on one hand and sat up in bed, staring at me nervously, as if he was very scared.

"You, how did you get here!"

Fan Bin's right hand was long gone. When he saw me standing at the door, he quickly took two steps back.

I walked into the dormitory room without closing the door, stared at him calmly, glanced at his usual bed, and sneered, "You seem to be living quite comfortably here."

Fan Bin had already retreated to the bathroom door, just one step away from going in.

"What...what do you want to do?!"

I stared at him, my gaze turning cold, and said, "What do you think?"

Fan Bin swallowed hard, fear flashing in his eyes. "You want to kill me, don't you! You came here just to kill me, didn't you!"

I didn't deny it, and nodded, saying, "Yes, I'm here to kill you. Actually, I've never understood why you became a spy. What benefits did Biyuan give you to make you work so hard for them?"

Fan Bin's fear grew, but in the end, his expression suddenly calmed, and the fear in his eyes turned into despair. He looked at me and said, "If you don't kill me, I can tell you. I don't mind being locked up here forever, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you anything you want to know!"

I said, "Do you think that's possible? Zhang Zhihao died because of you. If we keep you locked up, wouldn't that be too kind of you?"

Fan Bin's face trembled as he roared at me, "Then kill me! Just kill me now! Why are you asking me all these questions! Do you think I'd tell you anything?!"

I nodded slightly, looked at the somewhat deranged Fan Bin, and raised the pistol in my hand.

Upon seeing the dark muzzle of the gun, Fan Bin's previously manic tone instantly changed. He immediately knelt down in front of me, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"No, no, no! Please don't kill me! I've already lost a hand, I don't want to die! I'm still young, I'm not even eighteen yet! I've never even had a girlfriend! Please, can you spare my life? I'm willing to pay any price, just please spare me!"

Looking at his pleading expression, I said, "Actually, I can guess why you became a spy for Biyuan. It's because you also wanted to kill me, right? I cut off your hand to save you back then, and you've been resentful ever since, wanting to take revenge on me. So you joined Biyuan and became their spy, wanting to kill me."

Fan Bin raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment.

I said, "You think you're still young and have a future, but have you thought about how many people have died because of what you're doing? Zhang Zhihao was only twenty-one years old, and he died. Why can't you die?"

I crouched down and pressed the muzzle of the gun against his head.

“Fan Bin, whether in the past or now, one must follow the rules. Since you have chosen this path, do not regret it. I know you are probably thinking now, if Biyuan had won, would your outcome have been different?” I sneered, “No, no matter who wins, you are doomed to die, with no chance of survival.”

"I don't know if there's a next life, but I hope there is. I hope you can live a good life in your next life. By the way, do you have any last words? If not, I'm going to do it."

Fan Bin stared at me, his eyes filled with hatred. Finally, he roared, "Lu Xiaonan! I'll make sure you suffer a terrible death!"

"Hmm." I nodded slightly and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared on Fan Bin's forehead. The bullet had pierced through his head, and a large patch of blood appeared on the tiled wall behind him.

I sighed, looked at the corpse on the ground, and turned to leave.

Du Xu told me before that he would handle the body and that I didn't need to worry.

Fan Bin is dead, so the matter of avenging Zhang Zhihao is finally over. Once Fei Lichao's condition improves, I plan to visit the cemetery in the industrial park; it's been a long time since I've been there.

Stepping out of the dormitory, the morning sunlight fell on my face, and I forced an awkward smile. To be honest, I really couldn't feel happy right now.

(End of this chapter)