American Zombie Detective

Chapter 205 Shifting the Blame Eastward (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe Automatically)

The air in the living room seemed to freeze, with only the faint crackling of the broken phone. Yuanxiao buried herself in Alessa's arms, not daring to utter a sound.

Qin Jin stood there stiffly, the bloodshot in his pupils not yet completely gone, and the aura of death swirling around him. He seemed to have returned to hundreds of years ago, and the sword seemed to be right in front of him, pointing suffocatingly at his head.

Just then, a small, cool hand gently grasped his tightly clenched fist.

It's Alessa.

She had walked up to him without him noticing. Her gray-blue eyes held no fear, only pure worry. Her small hands were also cold, but that firm touch was like a ray of light, piercing through the icy fear in Qin Jin's heart, a fear rooted in ancient memories.

—Yes! This isn't hundreds of years ago!

I am now in the United States, a member of this country's violent law enforcement agency, wielding immense power, including the right to kill!

I have Alessa, Constantine, and Qingyin by my side, and I can also command vampires and werewolves—

It's different now, completely different!

Qin Jin's violently fluctuating aura paused slightly. He took a deep breath of air that he didn't need, and the bone-chilling cold was finally forced back into his body little by little, and the temperature in the room rose slightly.

"Qin?"

At this point, Alessa finally spoke, "Qin! What happened?"

Qin Jin took Alessa's small hand in his own, forced a smile, and even made it look rather awkward.

"Alessa, do you know—I was born in the East, so why did I end up crossing the ocean to come to this land in the West?"

His voice was somewhat hoarse, carrying a rare, deep-seated weariness.

Aresa shook her head, but simply squeezed his hand tighter in return.

"It was to avoid—Zhang Tianshi's successor, and the lineage behind him."

Qin Jin's gaze drifted out the window, as if he could pierce through space and see the streak of light that had flown away on a sword: "The legend in the video is true. The monster being hunted in the legend is me, and the thing in that cave was specially prepared for monsters like me—and now, that thing has been taken out once again!"

He paused, his tone heavy: "During the Qing Dynasty, I was relentlessly pursued by his predecessor, driven to the brink of annihilation. After narrowly escaping, I resolutely decided to abandon everything in my homeland and flee to America. It was because—the East was too small for them."

Aresa listened quietly, the worry in her gray-blue eyes quickly replaced by a chilling killing intent!

The aura around him began to become unstable, and the shadow in the corner of the living room seemed to begin to wriggle and deepen silently, as if wire and rust were about to seep out from it.

After absorbing the blood of Jesus, the erosion became normal, and she—became stronger.

"He wants to kill you?" Alessa's voice was still filled with murderous intent, but the content was completely different: "Let's go! Now. To a place where they can't find us."

Alessa's double standards were on full display at this moment—

Faced with other threats, even those threatening her survival, Alessa's first choice was always to kill and fight, regardless of the consequences. But when this threat was directed at Qin Jin—

Her choice, however, was to escape, to hide, and to ensure Qin Jin's safety.

For her, Qin Jin's safety was the only criterion, because Qin Jin was her everything!

Looking at the little girl in front of him who instantly went into battle mode and immediately suggested fleeing, Qin Jin felt the last trace of chill in his heart dissipate.

He shook his head, his eyes regaining their sharpness and composure; the lazy yet powerful zombie cop was back.

"Escaping is not the best option."

Qin Jin's mind raced as he analyzed the situation: "The video is right. Only when demons gather and demonic energy soars to the heavens will the successor appear and cause such a commotion to retrieve the Celestial Master's relics. If it's only aimed at me, then Zhang Tianshi's vision is too small—I don't think he's necessarily after me!"

A rare hint of ferocity and cruelty flashed across his face: "Secondly, this isn't China, this is America. We possess far greater power than they do. The idea that they can hunt me down at will like they would in China isn't so easy!"

"Then, find him and kill him."

Aresa immediately changed her approach; this was, relatively speaking, the solution she preferred.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jin actually smiled, but the smile was filled with a chilling meaning: "If he truly threatens me, then of course I have no choice but to eliminate him. Making someone disappear in America is much easier than in China, but..."

Qin Jin sighed, his expression becoming extremely grave: "Alessa, killing him might not be difficult, but what's difficult is what happens afterward. These direct disciples are selected by Zhang Tianshi through dreams and divine empowerment; they are practically his incarnations on earth. If we kill him—"

He paused, lowering his voice even further, as if afraid of disturbing some unseen force: "I guarantee that Zhang Tianshi might descend with his divine will and vanquish the demon—that's when we're truly doomed!"

The room was silent as Alessa waited patiently for Qin Jin to make a decision.

After a long while, Qin Jin shook his head, as if trying to dismiss this terrifying idea.

"However, it's too early to think about these things now." He had completely regained his composure: "We can't afford to lose our composure. There are two things we need to do now."

"First, we must find the Blood Relic as far as possible and absorb it," Qin Jin said with burning eyes. "The blood of Jesus has already greatly concealed our presence. If we can obtain and absorb the holy blood of the Buddha of the East, our life essence may undergo a transformation, completely concealing ourselves, and even—possessing the ability to contend with it."

He paused for a moment, then added, his tone becoming somewhat somber: "Of course, we might not be able to find it quickly, so we need to do something else."

"We need to find a target; if he comes, we should try to divert his attention and make him fight them to the death—"

"It would be best if we could kill him; that would be perfect. Even if a celestial master were to descend to earth, it would have nothing to do with us."

Aresa immediately thought of someone: "A vixen?"

Qin Jin shook his head: "Her cultivation isn't enough; she can't handle this kind of situation. The best target is—" He pondered, the names in the painting flashing through his mind: "For example, Jiang Chen who came out of the painting; that guy is significant enough. Or, the Black Mountain Demon; a powerful demon like that has some backup plans and could put up a good fight with him—"

He patted Alessa on the shoulder, his tone regaining its usual composure, but with a hint of urgency: "Alessa, it looks like our leisurely vacation is coming to an early end. We're in for a rough time. To survive, we have to get moving and prepare a substantial gift for this guy who might be coming to America!"

His gaze deepened as he looked out the window at the Los Angeles night sky.

To hunt, or to become prey.

This centuries-old hunting game seems poised to begin once again in a foreign land.

This time, perhaps it's time to switch roles between hunter and prey.

After gathering his thoughts, Qin Jin picked up Alessa's phone and called Qingyin back, his voice still as lazy as ever: "Qingyin, I've seen the video. What do you mean?"