The WD researcher didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Ms. Kawakami, your question still seems unrelated to 'The Joker,' doesn't it?"

Chuanliu said indifferently, "It's up to you whether you say it or not."

After a brief moment of thought, the WD investigator simply stated: "As an international organization, the WD Investigation Bureau has always upheld the ideals of peace. We will never tolerate entities like 'Joker' that possess large quantities of weapons and destabilize society."

These weapons will help our investigation bureau arrest more criminals, uphold justice, and maintain peace. I think Ms. Kawakami will understand that, right?

"Mm," Chuanliu replied simply.

Seeing that the topic had come to a close, the researcher asked, "Ms. Chuanliu, do you have any other questions?"

Chuanliu's fingers tapped unconsciously on the table. After a brief pause, he said, "That's all. Thank you for your explanation."

The WD investigator smiled and said, "I sincerely hope that we can work together to eradicate this social scourge, which will also help you regain your freedom as soon as possible."

free……

Ultimately, she was still being manipulated by the WD Investigation Bureau.

“Of course, I also hope that our cooperation will proceed smoothly,” Chuanliu replied.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way... I wonder if your bureau has ever heard of such a thing as a corpse person? Recently, Paradise Island has been very unstable because of the rampant corpse people."

"...Really? I've never heard of that before."

The WD investigator first spoke with a puzzled tone, then sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do. Paradise Island is an open island, and we have to follow the laws of survival. Even the WD Investigation Bureau, which created this island, doesn't interfere. As the saying goes, survival of the fittest. There's nothing we can do about it."

What a perfect example of survival of the fittest!

This is how a peace-loving investigation bureau treats them.

Chuanliu didn't say anything more, only gave a brief response, and then ended the call.

Based on the conversation they had just had, she tried to recreate the image of "Joker" in her mind.

She finally understood why the WD Investigation Bureau was able to so quickly eliminate the "A"s of the four suits from Paradise Island—these figures, who were already famous outside of Paradise Island, could not escape the public eye, let alone secretly form an "armed force."

The people she suspects may be informants for the WD Investigation Bureau.

The city of plum blossoms, in particular, clearly has close ties with the WD Investigation Bureau.

But where exactly is this "Joker"?

As night fell and the stars began to appear, the block city was draped in a hazy silver veil.

The surging undercurrents seemed to sense the depth of the night, quietly converging at the edge of the city, foreshadowing the impending unease.

On the blurred line between the block city and the outside world, a silent vigilance is quietly unfolding.

Several bonfires were lit, their flickering flames mingling with the torches waved by the guards, forming a warm and solid defensive line that pushed the darkness back from sight. The firelight illuminated not only the ground beneath their feet but also the resolute faces of the guards. The "10 of Spades" team merged with the guards of the City of Spades, gripping their torches tightly, their tension palpable.

As the leader of the entire team, Wu Fangming, dressed in a beige Chinese-style suit, stood at the forefront of the defense line, his figure appearing exceptionally tall in the firelight.

Although the brief battle with the zombies outside the border during the day has ended, no one knows whether those "cursed" creatures will launch another surprise attack under the cover of night.

Nighttime is when the zombies are most active and strongest.

In preparation for a potential crisis, the border guards erected several high platforms in a very short time. Inside the fence, several sturdy observation platforms that could be climbed rose from the ground. Their regular layout and use of height advantage allowed the guards to monitor every move outside the border from all angles without blind spots.

The moonlight, like water, poured down, casting a soft glow over the lookout towers and making distant movements even clearer. A gentle night breeze swept by, carrying a hint of coolness, lightly brushing against everyone's cheeks, seemingly offering a subtle comfort to the tense atmosphere.

In the dim light of the night, Chuanliu walked over, pulling a wooden box behind her. She was like a bright spot in the darkness, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Hey girl? Why are you here alone so late?"

Wu Fangming's voice was full of concern. He quickly passed through the front of the group and came to Chuanliu in a few steps. "It's too dangerous here. That group of zombies could come at any time. It's not safe for you to be here."

Chuan Liu smiled slightly, a smile that seemed to dispel the surrounding gloom. "Brother Fang Ming, don't worry, I have the ability to protect myself and won't hold you back."

Wu Fangming frowned, his worry deepening. "It's not a matter of being a burden..."

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but voice his concerns: "The power of the corpse-men is beyond imagination. They are even more ferocious at night. If a battle breaks out, I'm afraid you..."

Chuanliu interrupted Wu Fangming, shook his head slightly, and then pointed to the box behind him.

"Brother Fang Ming, I'm actually here on a mission."

As she spoke, she opened the box, inside which were neatly arranged dozens of brand-new bows and arrows, their surfaces smooth and their arrows sharp—clearly meticulously crafted weapons. In addition, there was a large supply of food.

"Inspired by Zhuge Tang, these bows and arrows were specially prepared for you by the higher-ups of Cube, in the hope that they will be of help to everyone."

Since she became a senior executive at Cube, Zhou Zheng has assigned her all the errand-running work for senior executives, euphemistically calling it "training" for her.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Fangming's eyes. He quickly called over the brothers around him and distributed the bows and arrows to the guards on the watchtower.

“It’s pointless to just stand here and wait,” she said, leaving behind two sets of bows and quivers, tossing one set to Wu Fangming. “Brother Fangming, why don’t you go up and give it a try?”

The arrival of supplies replaced the guards' fatigue and tension with exhilaration.

Cheers and jeers erupted from the crowd, with the brothers joking, "Captain, take our sister-in-law to the watchtower and try out the new thing!"

Wu Fangming looked helplessly at his brothers and shouted in a serious tone, "Stand on guard properly!"

Despite saying that, he followed behind Chuanliu, and the two of them climbed up the central observation tower together.

Chuanliu stood on the observation platform, feeling the night wind, and suggested to Wu Fangming, "Brother Fangming, let's have a competition! Ten arrows each, let's see who hits the target the most times."