What do you mean the games you make are all real?!

"We originally wanted to hold a welcome ceremony for you, but then the disaster broke out, and we specifically called to tell you not to come," Elliott said as he approached Fang Qingzhou, a deep sense of melancholy in his eyes.

He then picked up a piece of paper from the table and handed it to Fang Qingzhou. It read:

"Léon Kennedy, we're assigning you a very special mission as your first task."

"Your task is to unlock the locks on your desk. Success depends on the first letter of our names. Enter the letters in the order they appear on the desk. You'll see two locks, one on each side of the desk. Make sure to unlock both."

Basically, your first task is to remember your colleagues' names. Good luck, Lyon.

There was a very messy, bloodstained handwriting in the corner of the letter.

"I'm glad you're not here, newbie."

This was clearly written after the crisis broke out.

Looking at the letter, Fang Qingzhou was unable to calm down for a long time. He could imagine how popular Leon would have been if Raccoon City had not experienced this crisis and he had become a policeman there.

No wonder Raccoon City became Leon's eternal nightmare, one that he could never forget even as he grew from a young man to a middle-aged man. Even Fang Qingzhou, an ordinary person who took Leon's place and only wanted to return alive, was moved by such words.

"They prepared a welcome gift for you in your drawer. I know the password, let me open it for you," Elliott said softly, noticing his absent-minded look.

"No, let me do it myself," Fang Qingzhou said softly, carefully placing the letter in his pocket.

He would certainly not refuse to solve other puzzles that could be solved by Elliott, but this one he had to solve himself.

Fang Qingzhou took the flashlight from Elliott, walked to the Gonggong station next to him, and looked at the nameplate on it.

Neil Carlson, Elliott Edwards, David Ford, Marvin Branagh, Rita Phillips, George Scott.

Fang Qingzhou memorized all the names, then entered the password according to the first letter of each name. Soon, the two locks on the table opened, revealing a nameplate of Leon Kennedy and an extended magazine for a pistol.

A standard pistol magazine holds only 12 rounds, but this magazine holds 24 rounds, reducing the need for reloading.

Fang Qingzhou looked at the magazine in his hand, then at the zombies he had just killed on the ground. He finally understood why, even during a zombie outbreak, some police officers were unwilling to point their guns at their colleagues who had turned into zombies.

"Here, take this." Elliott came to Fang Qingzhou's side again and handed him a pouch with RPD printed on it, which contained twenty bullets.

"I've already checked. There are no key cards around, only this pouch and some bullets inside. To find the key cards, we'll have to go to other floors."

Resident Evil also has a nickname, "Grid Crisis," because you can carry very few things with you.

Fang Qingzhou had the same problem. The herbs and bullets he had taken earlier had already filled his pockets. This pouch came at just the right time. He took the pouch, but he wasn't too happy. He was still thinking about the letter he had just seen.

"Let's go." Fang Qingzhou saluted the corpses on the ground and then walked towards the second floor with Elliott.

On the second-floor staircase, a female zombie dressed in a police uniform was wandering around.

Fang Qingzhou raised his gun and pulled the trigger. He was not deterred from shooting the police officers who had turned into zombies because of the words; on the contrary, his hand pulled the trigger even more decisively.

"These colleagues... shouldn't live like this," Fang Qingzhou said in a low voice.

Elliot nodded and said, "Go check the shower room. Many officers are used to locking their keys and cards in their closets. Maybe you can find the key card for the weapons locker."

The two walked quietly down the corridor, Elliott saying, "When we used to work the night shift, we'd often take a shower there before going home. David loved to sing in the shower, and he was a really awful singer..."

But soon his voice grew softer and softer, and he eventually led Fang Qingzhou to the shower room in silence, where a hissing sound could be heard.

Fang Qingzhou immediately became alert, raised his gun, and carefully pushed open the shower room door. However, he quickly relaxed because there were no zombies inside, but steam was being sprayed out from the pipes next to him.

"When did the shower room get such a big hole?" Elliott looked into the shower room and saw that the wall of the shower area looked like it had been blown open. He wanted to go over and take a look, but the steam was too hot.

Based on his hazy memories of the Resident Evil game series, Fang Qingzhou vaguely remembered that this seemed to be the one Carlos blew up in Resident Evil 3.

"What place is that over there?" Fang Qingzhou asked.

"This is the office of STARS team. It's a special tactics team under the Raccoon City Police Department. The members there were all very capable, but it was disbanded recently."

"But the STARS team previously revealed to the media that the Umbrella Corporation was developing monsters. The missing persons and murders in the Arklay Mountains were not ordinary criminal cases, but rather Umbrella Corporation's experimental subjects that had escaped. These zombies are very likely created by the Umbrella Corporation, but no one believes them."

"If only we had believed them back then...would things have been different..." Elliott's voice was filled with regret.

He then began rummaging through the wardrobes to see if he could find anything.

Fang Qingzhou remembered that Claire's brother Chris was a member of the STARS team, as were the incredibly young Jill and Rebecca. Wesker was even the captain of one of the teams and Chris's boss.

This small team is full of talented people.

"Still no key card, but I found a button on the terminal and some bullets." Elliott handed the items to Fang Qingzhou.

Fang Qingzhou took it and put it into his waist pouch, then continued asking his treasure-hunting mouse, "So, where should we go next?"

"Go to the third floor. You can get another badge there, and from there you can get to the library. From the library, you can go to the common room to get the last badge," Elliott said.

The two turned and left the shower room. Elliott walked ahead and continued in a low voice, "After STARS disbanded, it wasn't that no one in the department had any complaints, but Director Elonce suppressed them tightly. Now that I think about it, he was bought off by Umbrella long ago."

Fang Qingzhou didn't respond. He knew better than anyone that the source of this crisis was Umbrella Corporation.

At the corner of the stairs, the shadows shifted slightly.

Another zombie in a police uniform staggered in, its rotting face still bearing traces of its former determination.

Fang Qingzhou raised his gun, aimed, and fired in one smooth motion. The bullet pierced the zombie's skull, and the zombie fell to the ground.

"Take care," he said softly.

The third floor was more chaotic than the other floors, with more documents, debris, and bloodstains scattered in the corridors. The walls were riddled with bullet holes, as if someone had experienced a fierce firefight there.

Fang Qingzhou and Elliott walked cautiously down the corridor.

Just then, Fang Qingzhou heard a faint sound of fingernails scraping against the wall and limbs crawling.

Fang Qingzhou instantly became alert and focused, his gaze sweeping sharply towards the window.

A grotesque, twisted figure was seen rapidly climbing and gliding along the outer wall...