American Zombie Detective

Alessa observed the battlefield with the calmest of eyes, like a hunter.

Qin Jin's weakened aura and the fatigue in his eyes did not escape her gray-blue eyes. Almost at the same moment that Selena exerted her power, the muzzle of the rune revolver spat out flames!

The three bullets, engraved with ancient runes, were not aimed at Selena's vitals, but rather at her right elbow, the arm holding her sword, the outside of her left knee, which was supporting her weight, and the foothold she would inevitably pass through when she tried to charge forward again!

Selena's fighting instincts alerted her to the danger!

She had no choice but to abruptly halt her relentless offensive against Qin Jin, her longsword flashing out a curtain of light as she simultaneously made a desperate dodge!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

She narrowly avoided two bullets, but a third rune bullet grazed the leather jacket on her sword-wielding arm!

A strange, dark red flame instantly ignited at the scratch, and a searing pain that penetrated to the bone and a sacred oppressive force spread along the wound!

Although the wound wasn't deep, it suddenly made her arm holding the sword go numb, and her attack instantly collapsed!

"roar--!"

Almost at the same time the gunshot rang out, a deafening roar erupted from the entrance of the banquet hall!

Under Elder Eli's silent spiritual summons, the vampire warriors who remained in the garden surged in like a black tide!

Their eyes gleamed with a vengeful and bloodthirsty glint, their fangs bared, their target Qin Jin and Alessa!

However, at this crucial moment—

A figure emerged silently from behind an overturned, huge oak dining table, like a ghost!

It's Dante!

He had somehow circled around to Elder Eli's side and rear, and after leaping out, he immediately raised the sacred hunting rifle in his hand, with the muzzle only five steps away from his body!

The holy hunting rifle, radiating a destructive aura of holy light, its dark muzzle like the eye of death, was firmly locked onto Elder Eli's bald, pale head!

Panic appeared on Elder Eli's perpetually calm and expressionless face. He could even feel the holy light emanating from the gun barrel burning his decaying soul!

Meanwhile, another scene was unfolding at the same time.

After Aresa fired the gun to force her back, she reached behind the doll and pulled her hand out, revealing the bottle of nitroglycerin in her hand once again!

Arms raised high, the posture resolute without the slightest hesitation!

Selena's blood seemed to freeze at that moment!

The deadly trap was formed instantly!

Constanze Dante’s sacred shotgun locked Elder Eli, and nitroglycerin locked the entire room, including the scroll and the painted skin ghost that she had finally obtained!

This is the ultimate goal of her trip to America, and she absolutely cannot afford to fail!

Selena made a decisive decision!

"stop--!!!"

Selena's shrill scream pierced the noise of the hall, carrying an unprecedented urgency and a hint of compromise? "Stop! Don't move!!!"

She was yelling at the vampire warriors who were charging in.

At the same time, she suddenly retreated several meters, widening the distance between herself and Qin Jin. Although her long sword was still pointed at the ground in a defensive stance, her relentless killing intent had been subdued.

She took a deep breath, staring intently at Qin Jin, who had just regained his footing and whose eyes had not yet fully erupted with crimson light. Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from a crack in the ice:

"We can talk!"

Qin Jin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging bloodlust within him and the emptiness brought on by the depletion of his power.

Selena's ceasefire proposal was a godsend for him.

He casually lowered the heavy kukri, and although exhausted, his face immediately adopted that familiar nonchalant expression:

"Okay, let's talk. How would you like to talk?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly in the suddenly deathly silent hall, carrying an undeniable sense of control.

"We can call it even regarding Seras!" Selena tried to offer her bargaining chip:

"He was Elder Eli's brother, and you killed him in the bar. We will not pursue this further!"

Qin Jin raised an eyebrow, seemingly only now remembering this person, his tone tinged with sarcasm:

"That idiot? He provoked us first; no matter what, he's asking for it. You're using that as leverage?"

Qin Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, like a tiger eyeing its prey:

"Do you think that since my strength is exhausted, you have victory in the bag?"

"What can you do about it?" Elder Eli roared. "We Americans have tens of thousands of people. I can mobilize men anytime to tear you and your little brat to shreds!"

Qin Jin's smile froze for a moment, and a rare hint of ferocity appeared in his eyes...

Selena keenly sensed the murderous intent; she interrupted Eli's threat and tried to continue the conversation:

"You can name your terms, but I must take this demon from the East with me..."

Qin Jin's gaze swept over Elder Eli again, finally settling on Selena's face. He sighed inwardly. He didn't want to take this step, but now it seemed he had no choice...

"Which elder is in power now?" Qin Jin suddenly interrupted Selena. "Victor, Amelia, or Thomas?"

This sudden question, especially the casual remark about those names, left Selena and Elder Eli frozen in shock!

How...how could he know these secrets? Know the elders' names?!

"Whoever it is, call him," Qin Jin said, seemingly oblivious to their shock, maintaining his composure. "I'll tell him that you probably can't make that decision."

Selena stared intently at Qin Jin, as if trying to see right through him.

After a few seconds of deliberation, she finally took out an encrypted satellite phone from her waist and quickly dialed an extremely secretive number.

The call connected, and a languid yet authoritative female voice, carrying an ancient charm, came through:

"Selena? Did you get the stuff?"

"Lady Amelia," Selena's voice was filled with unprecedented respect:

"We got the item. But we ran into trouble. A Chinese man stopped us and tried to steal the Painted Skin Ghost. He... he told me to contact you."

"Of Chinese descent?"

Amelia paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, "Describe what he looks like."

Selena quickly and accurately described Qin Jin's physical features, especially his languid expression.

A brief silence fell on the other end of the phone, then the languid, authoritative voice seemed to carry a barely perceptible hint of urgency:

"Is his...is his name Qin Han?"

Qin Jin gestured for Selena to come closer, turned on the speakerphone, and then answered the question himself: "My name is Qin Jin, and Qin Han is my father."

On the other end of the phone, Amelia's voice paused noticeably, lingering for two or three seconds before resuming, her tone unusually complex: "...Qin Han's son?"

"Yes," Qin Jin replied crisply.

"Is he doing well?" Amelia's voice regained its authority: "Was it your idea to seize this, or your father's?"

"What I mean is—" Qin Jin's voice carried a certain matter-of-fact tone: "My father will support me."

A soft sigh came from the other end of the phone:

"Son! Your father, me, Victor, and Thomas are all old acquaintances. This thing is very important to us, and I don't want to have any unpleasantness with him over this... Qin, can we discuss this?"

"No problem!" Qin Jin smiled, a hint of slyness in his smile. "The question is, what will I get in return?"

Amelia seemed to have expected this: "What do you want?"

The moment Amelia finished speaking, Qin Jin moved!

His speed was so fast that it exceeded the limits of visual perception!

One second he was still standing there, the next second, a cold light flashed across Elder Eli's neck like a venomous snake!

"Pfft!"

A bald head, its face contorted in shock, shot skyward! The headless corpse slumped to the ground beneath the muzzle of the holy shotgun, quickly turning to ashes!

"This is one of the things I want!"