American Zombie Detective

"ah--!"

The vampire warrior at the door roared in alarm and anger, ready to charge in without hesitation!

"Stop right there!"

Selena shouted sharply, pointing her longsword at the door, stopping the vampires from rushing in. At that moment, Constance Dante also turned his gun around.

Selena's gaze returned to Qin Jin, her eyes filled with shock and apprehension. This madman!

In front of Lady Amelia...

"Lady Amelia! He...he killed Elder Eli!" Selena reported urgently into the phone.

Amelia paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, then her languid yet authoritative voice rang out again, devoid of any anger:

"Since he is the son of Qin and Han, he has every right to kill any of our descendants, but..."

She abruptly changed the subject, turning her question to Qin Jin: "Tell me, what was your reason for killing him?"

"This guy just said he was going to blow my sister up with a bomb," Qin Jin said casually, flicking away non-existent ashes from his kukri.

"I just didn't want my father to make this trip, so I did it for him in advance."

"...That's a good reason. I agree with Eli's death!"

Amelia's voice was unwavering. "You got it. And the second one?"

"Secondly," Qin Jin's gaze swept over Selena and the vampires at the door:

"I now work at the Canyon Precinct, handling paranormal cases throughout Los Angeles. From today onward, no vampire is permitted to hunt or cause chaos within the Los Angeles area without permission. This is my territory."

Amelia said almost without thinking: "Selena, do as I say."

"Yes, sir!" Selena immediately bowed in response.

"Third," Qin Jin's gaze fell on the scroll hanging at Selena's waist:

"I'll lend you the Painted Skin Demon for three days. Selena will come and collect it after that."

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the phone, clearly as they weighed the risks.

Finally, Amelia's voice came through, carrying a hint of antiquity and a certain profound meaning:

"...Alright. Qin, I'll trust you this once, for your father's sake. Selena, give him the painting. After you've dealt with the aftermath, do as he asks."

"yes!"

Selena took a deep breath, and despite the resentment still in her eyes, she rolled up the ancient painting and handed it to Qin Jin with both hands.

Qin Jin took the scroll and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Now that your questions are over, I also have something I need your help with!" Amelia's voice came through the phone:

"Please pass on a message to your father: my term is almost over. Could you ask him if I could come to Europe to see him, or... could I come to America to see him?"

Qin Jin's lips twitched almost imperceptibly twice, then he tried his best to answer calmly:

"I can pass on your message, but I cannot make a decision for my father regarding his situation."

"Okay!" Amelia said, and the phone automatically hung up.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Looking at the phone that had just ended, Qin Jin smiled slightly at Selena. But at that moment, Constantin approached Qin Jin, lowered his voice, and said something almost imperceptibly. Qin Jin looked up at Catherine, and she nodded back at him.

It seems the two of them had already discussed it.

Just as Selena turned around, preparing to leave with the last shred of dignity—

"Hey, wait a minute, Miss Selena!" Qin Jin's lazy voice rang out, carrying a certain roguish tone.

Selena froze, then whirled around: "What else do you want to do?"

"Oh, don't be nervous," Qin Jin waved his hand, his expression practically driving anyone crazy.

"I suddenly remembered something I'd like to ask you for a favor..."

He even leaned forward a little, his face displaying the kind of "you know me" attitude that comes from knowing each other well.

"Just doing it for fun?" Selena raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"Here's what I'm thinking: how about you put on a show for me, and let us chase you away?" Qin Jin spread his hands, looking completely at ease.

"Since you're leaving anyway, why not save face for yourselves?"

"Impossible!" Selena gritted her teeth and swore a hundred times in her heart that she would never let her own people play with them!

"You're just leaving like this? There are so many problems!" Qin Jin put on a show of concern for the vampires and started counting on his fingers:

"Aren't you afraid that if this gets out, people will say that your Grand Elder was killed and didn't dare to utter a sound, that he was scared away by just a few words? Have you thought this through? Demons, angels, vengeful spirits... they're incredibly good at spreading gossip. Who knows, even before you returned to Europe, this news might have already reached back home!"

Selena couldn't believe her ears!

How could this person be so shameless? He was the one who killed the Grand Elder and forced them to leave!

Is he now using this to threaten her into helping him?

She felt her sanity twitching, as if it might snap at any moment.

Qin Jin added at the opportune moment, "Here's the deal: you've helped me, and you can come pick up the scroll in three days. I promise I'll give it to you promptly, no tricks, no sabotage. How about that? Honest and fair! A good deal, right?"

Selena was speechless, choked by this shameless and blatant bargaining.

Looking at Qin Jin's face, which seemed to say "I'm just being a scoundrel, what can you do about it?", she felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation in her chest.

She gritted her teeth, almost forcing the sound out from deep in her throat:

"What... exactly do you want?"

Qin Jin grinned, as if he had been waiting for her to say those words, and leaned closer to whisper a few words quickly.

As Selena listened, her tightly furrowed brows were initially filled with wariness and confusion, but as Qin Jin described, those tense lines gradually relaxed, even showing a hint of amusement...

"How was it? Easy, right?" Qin Jin blinked one last time, his face beaming with a smile.

"Following my tactics, you won't be scared away, but rather fight bravely and suffer a narrow defeat. At least you'll save face and won't be ashamed..."

Selena took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to roll her eyes. Although she found the request absurd and low-class, it was indeed harmless compared to the previous losses and coercion, and could even avoid gossip.

She gave a cold snort: "...Deal. Don't try anything funny."

She walked to the door and began preparing the vampires, while Qin Jin took the opportunity to quickly go to the stables at the back—

Here, there are racehorses kept by Howard Winston, which Qin Jin naturally used as a cure for his thirst for blood!

The garden of mansion number 8 was now a scene of utter desolation—

The guests, driven to the open space in the center of the garden, crouched on the ground like frightened birds, trembling with fear.

The sobs of women and the heavy breathing of men mingled together, and the air was thick with despair and the stench of urine.

The sounds of fierce fighting, inhuman screams, deafening gunshots, and the eerie silence that followed, which had just come from the hall, struck their nerves like heavy hammers.

The heavy oak door was tightly shut, blocking out the view inside and leaving only endless terrifying imaginings.

Just then, a vampire leader, his face as pale as a corpse, strode out of the banquet hall with his vampires. His scarlet eyes swept over the group of lambs to the slaughter, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

He abruptly raised his hand, pointed at the crowd, and announced in a cold, emotionless voice:

"Time's up. Kill them all! Every single one! Leave no one alive!"

"No--!!!"

"God! Spare me!"

"Mother--!"

"Don't kill me! I have money! I have lots of money!"

Desperate cries and pleas for mercy erupted instantly!

The crowd completely collapsed; some collapsed to the ground, while others tried to flee, but the menacing vampire warriors around them left them nowhere to run.

Many people, including Emily, the star who had just brought Alessa into the banquet hall, closed their eyes in despair, awaiting death...