Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

"These are just a portion; we should be able to take the whole thing out over three days."

Su Han was far away and could only hear what Cheng Gaolang was saying, but she couldn't see what they were doing.

"Sir, where should we hide these things?"

"Let's keep it in your dorm for now," Cheng Gaolang said without hesitation.

He thought about how to deal with these things for a long time, but it wasn't safe to put them anywhere.

The items in his space contained evidence of Cheng Yibin's crimes, including some despicable acts he committed when he held a high position in his early years.

These things are far more important than the supplies in the space; they are the capital for his later comeback.

The visitor readily agreed, and Cheng Gaolang handed him a backpack filled with folders and memory cards.

The man took the backpack and slung it over his shoulder. Cheng Gaolang gave him a few more instructions, which the man agreed to. Just before leaving, Cheng Gaolang slipped two guns into the man's hand.

In the apocalypse, there are only three things that can be used to bribe people: force, crystal cores, and food.

The Fuxing Base was relatively well-off, and it was difficult to find people willing to risk their lives for him with food alone. Cheng Gaolang had no choice but to resort to bribing the lower-ranking people of the Fuxing Base with weapons.

Nobody knew he had many dogs under his command; everyone in the base thought he was a useless figurehead.

Cheng Gaolang watched helplessly as the man carried his schoolbag upstairs before closing the door. Little did he know, his lackey had been slit in the throat by Su Han the moment he reached the top of the stairs.

Su Han took the gun from the man's hand and, using the dim light of the flashlight, looked through the documents in her backpack. She couldn't help but gasp.

If this evidence of Cheng Yibin's crimes were made public, it would be enough to send him to hell.

It even contains photos of Cheng Ruoyan working for Cheng Yibin in the early days, and it's even revealed that this father and daughter indirectly killed someone before the apocalypse, making them wicked to the core.

The system clicked its tongue in amazement: [This wasn't mentioned in the original text; it seems Cheng Yibin wasn't a good person to begin with.]

Su Han nodded. "He's smarter than Wang Jiafu, so he'll definitely hide it better."

If Cheng Gaolang and Cheng Yibin hadn't been close, they probably wouldn't have been able to get these things.

After briefly glancing at the documents, Su Han put them away and knocked on Cheng Gaolang's door.

Cheng Gaolang assumed it was the man from before who had returned, and opened the door without any suspicion.

A gleaming dagger was pressed against his neck, forcing Cheng Gaolang to take a half step back, a sharp pain shooting through his neck.

In the dim light, he couldn't see who the person in front of him was, but he guessed that the person in front of him must be related to Shen Chengyin.

After all, the only person in the entire base who openly has a grudge against him right now is Shen Chengyin.

"...Did Shen Chengyin send you?" Cheng Gaolang was not afraid at all.

Su Han took a step forward, pushed the knife further in, and asked Cheng Gaolang:

"Why did you have to harm Shen Chengyin?"

Why did you have to harm Shen Chengyin?

Cheng Gaolang almost laughed at the question.

He was set up by Cheng Yibin; Shen Chengyin was just an unlucky scapegoat who happened to be passing by.

If anyone has any reason to blame, it's Shen Chengyin's bad luck; he deserves it.

People are selfish; he wanted to exchange Shen Chengyin's life for his own.

Besides, he wasn't the only one who wanted to kill Shen Chengyin; Cheng Yibin and Cheng Ruoyan were also eyeing him covetously.

Even if he didn't use Shen Chengyin, Shen Chengyin would still be sent to the research institute by Cheng Yibin because of his dual-elemental abilities.

Cheng Gaolang's tone was somewhat sarcastic. He looked at the figure in front of him, Su Han, who was half a head shorter than him, and guessed that the other person was A Han, who followed Shen Chengyin around.

A naive and foolish beauty, he didn't think the other party would actually make a move.

"No comment. I advise you to—"

Cheng Gaolang's voice came to an abrupt end.

He froze for two seconds before desperately trying to cover his severed neck with both hands. But it was too late; blood gushed out, and his trachea and arteries were neatly severed.

Cheng Gaolang stared wide-eyed at the figure before him, his mouth agape but unable to utter a single word.

He fell down unwillingly, twitched twice, and became a cold corpse.

As Su Han flicked the blood off her knife, she listened to the system screaming in her mind.

You killed someone before you even got anything out of them?!

Su Han's eardrums felt like they were about to shatter, and she innocently said, "I asked, but he wouldn't tell me."

How can you blame him?

[In the original story, after Cheng Yibin learned about the male lead's dual-elemental abilities, he tortured him to the point of being unrecognizable. Now the plot is completely messed up. You should try to get some information out of Cheng Gaolang so you can make some plans.]

System 111 swore that if he were in human form right now, he'd be so anxious he'd be bubbling up with two big blisters at the corners of his mouth.

"We'll deal with whatever comes our way, and we can deal with whatever comes our way later. If we don't kill the person in front of us now, we might not have another chance."

Su Han spoke eloquently, which angered the system so much that it uttered a few minor refrains from speaking, before finally falling silent.

In the darkness, Su Han took out two bottles of gasoline that she had prepared beforehand and poured them on Cheng Gaolang's corpse.

The oil and blood mixed together was nauseating.

The basement of the research institute was filled with too much clutter, and the fire spread quickly after Su Han lit it.

Su Han slashed open a bag of grain with a knife, scattering it all over the ground.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to stay and admire the finished product; he quickly left the scene before anyone discovered the fire. As he walked, Su Han mixed the grain with the bag fragments and tossed them into corners to ensure the evidence would be discovered.

The raging fire crackled and popped in the darkness, like a silent accusation.

Su Han finally stopped when she reached an open space two streets away from the research institute.

He pulled down his hat brim and turned to look in the direction of the research institute. The fire hadn't yet grown large enough to glow red across half the sky, but black smoke was already faintly visible.

In the apocalypse, there isn't enough water to put out fires.

If a fire breaks out, the only thing to do is to watch helplessly as the fire burns everything to ashes.

"If only a gust of wind could come," Su Han murmured.

Whether it was his imagination or not, as soon as he finished speaking, a gentle breeze blew in his ears, and the surrounding grass, trees and leaves rustled in the wind.

The system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up again and made a sarcastic remark:

Aren't you afraid the fire will get too big and burn the male lead to death too?

"Shen Chengyin is not at the research institute," Su Han said with certainty.

【How did you know?】

"I passed by Shen Chengyin's room when I climbed through the window and glanced inside," Su Han said frankly.

Shen Chengyin's absence conveniently facilitated his actions.

The system was speechless.

He shouldn't have asked that question!

The fire at the research institute quickly attracted attention, but as Su Han had predicted, the water sources were polluted in the apocalypse, and people simply didn't have enough water to fight the fire.

They could only set up firebreaks around the fire and watch helplessly as the fire gradually burned down the entire underground floor.

When Shen Chengyin returned, he saw that the research institute was surrounded by layers of people, and thick smoke was billowing out of the first-floor windows.

The technicians who were taking care of him saw him and quickly came forward: "There's a fire on the basement level. It's good that you've evacuated safely. The institute can't be used for accommodation right now, so we'll have to arrange another place for you tonight."

Shen Chengyin's expression darkened slightly; he had already guessed who was responsible for the fire.

This little madwoman dares to do anything, no matter how dangerous.

"No need to make arrangements, the person can stay at my place tonight."

A clear female voice came from behind them.