That's not right. There's a vast ocean between them and foreign countries. How did he, a person who can't drive and has no tools, get here?
It can't possibly have floated over the water, right?
Just as she was thinking about it, the sound of a key opening the door suddenly came from outside. Lan Shuang was alerted and turned around, just in time to meet Lan Han.
Lan Han's indifferent gaze fell on her face, then moved down to look at the frying pan in her hand and her empty ankles.
"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
Lan Shuang was completely surprised by Lan Han's first question. She narrowed her eyes, ignored him, and asked directly, "Where's Lan Qing?"
Lan Han stood at the doorway, confronting her for a moment. He pushed his glasses down, his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and said calmly, "He's very dangerous and has been locked up."
"Danger? How is this danger defined? Who defines it? You? Or someone else?"
Lan Shuang threw the pot to the ground with a thud. Lan Han frowned, closed the door, and whispered, "Do you know who he is? If you knew, would you still support him like this?"
Lan Shuang sneered: "So, what is his identity? A zombie?"
Lan Han's expression, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally showed a hint of emotion. "You know?"
"I know. I also know that he has never harmed a good person around me. Is this what you call dangerous?"
"You don't understand. He's more than just a zombie. He's 009, the only test subject who survived the zombie virus and successfully replicated the superpowers of the previous eight."
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