Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

He quickly typed a fax on a public computer. The content was very concise: "Nishidai Alley, Chiba Port Ward, Chiba City".

He then attached the photos he had just taken, along with a police notice.

The list contained the cases that the police had previously posted in the neighborhood to seek clues about.

Hachiman Hikigaya felt that this should be enough to make the police realize what he wanted to say.

Thanks to the slow progress of internet reforms by the Japanese police, fax remains the primary means of communication for them, with someone always stationed near the fax machine. Therefore, Hachiman Hikigaya is not worried that the police will miss this fax.

After finishing, he printed out the document, walked to the counter, handed the shopkeeper a sheet of paper and a few coins, and calmly said, "Please fax this number to me."

He gave me the publicly available fax number of the Chiba City Police Department, paid in cash, and left no personal information.

The shop owner lazily took the paper, stuffed it into the fax machine without even looking at it, and the machine hummed as it was sent.

Hachiman Hikigaya nodded and quickly left.

Less than an hour later, police sirens blared in the dock area, and Kenta Yamada was quickly apprehended and handcuffed.

Standing on the rooftop of a distant high-rise building, Hachiman Hikigaya used his night vision to observe and, after confirming that Yamada had been taken away, breathed a sigh of relief.

The following night, Hachiman Hikigaya used the same trick again and found a second blood slave—Rena Nakamura, a young female bartender, hiding in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Chiba City.

He chose another remote print shop, which was also old and had no surveillance cameras.

It's the same method.

Within hours of the fax being sent, police raided the factory, and Rena Nakamura was arrested while struggling. After investigating the scene, police linked it to previous cases, further intensifying their investigation.

But finding the last one, Tanaka Ichiro, was not so easy.

This guy ran far away, he's not even in Chiba City anymore.

I guess this guy saw his wanted poster and ran away early on.

"You've run quite far..."

Hachiman Hikigaya gritted his teeth.

We have to chase after them no matter how far they go!

You have to bear the consequences of your own actions.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Hiratsuka Shizuka, asking to take leave as well.

They've already crossed city lines; it's not something you can catch up to in one night.

"???"

Why is it that all of you are asking for leave?

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at the messages on her phone with some confusion, but ultimately approved the leave.

After all, although Hachiman Hikigaya is quite aloof, he has always been very dutiful, and Shizuka Hiratsuka believes that he wouldn't ask for leave unless there's something urgent.

Chapter 114 The Main World Gradually Becoming Alienated

The following morning, as the doors of the Shinkansen slowly opened, Hachiman Hikigaya pulled down his hood, covering half his face, and discreetly stepped off the platform.

The air in the Kansai region was slightly cool, and the morning light shone through the glass roof of the platform, making him squint slightly.

His baseball cap was pulled low, and his grey hoodie allowed him to blend into the crowd.

The guidance from bloodline connection became clearer due to the closer distance.

He gripped the backpack strap tightly, took a deep breath, and murmured, "Hopefully I'll make it in time..."

He quickly left the station and disappeared into the streets of Kansai.

Hachiman Hikigaya doesn't want anyone else to die because of him.

……

Meanwhile, in the interrogation room of the Chiba City Police Department, the atmosphere was heavy.

Megure and Matsumoto Kiyonaga stood in front of the one-way glass, their gazes passing through the glass as they looked at the two suspects—Yamada Kenta and Nakamura Rena—who were strapped to the interrogation chair.

The two were firmly strapped to a specially made metal chair, their hands and feet tightly bound with leather straps, their faces filled with pain and frenzy.

Their teeth were occasionally bared, their sharp fangs gleaming coldly in the light, and they let out low growls as they struggled to pounce on anyone who came near.

"These two guys... are really acting very strangely."

Megure Juzo rubbed his temples, his voice tinged with fatigue from staying up all night.

“Using this kind of interrogation chair is a bit irregular before there is clear evidence of violent crime, but as you saw, Inspector Matsumoto, they are too aggressive. They almost bit several officers during the arrest yesterday.”

Matsumoto Kiyonaga crossed his arms, his gaze coldly fixed on the two people behind the glass: "Hmm, something's definitely not right. What did the forensic report say?"

Inspector Megure picked up a document from the table, opened it, and said, "The forensic examination shows that the fangs in their mouths and the shape of the victim's wounds are highly consistent. The depth of the wounds, the lacerations, and even the characteristics of tissue necrosis all point to these two suspects... or rather, their teeth."

He paused, his tone slightly hesitant: "But the problem is that, apart from their fangs and unusual aggression, these two people appear to be human in other aspects of their bodies. Blood tests have revealed some unidentified substances, like some kind of toxin, but the source cannot be determined at the moment."

Matsumoto Kiyoshi frowned and said in a deep voice, "You mean, they might have been infected with some kind of virus?"

Inspector Megure nodded, then shook his head: "The forensic pathologist also mentioned the possibility of a virus, but there's currently no evidence pointing to any known pathogen. Their blood samples have been sent to a more advanced laboratory for analysis. However..."

He stopped, a look of uncertainty on his face, as if afraid his idea sounded too outrageous.

"But what?"

Matsumoto Kiyonaga glanced at him and urged him on.

Inspector Matsumoto gave a wry smile and said in a low voice, "Inspector Matsumoto, you know... these two guys, don't they look a bit like... vampires from a manga?"

He kept his voice very low, as if afraid of being overheard, which made him seem a little embarrassed.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "Vampire? Brother Megure, are you too idle these days? Reading all sorts of nonsense all day long. How could such a thing be possible?"

He paused, then his gaze returned to the two people behind the glass.

Kenta Yamada's eyes glowed with an unnatural red light, while Rena Nakamura growled and bared her sharp fangs, struggling so hard that the chair creaked.

This person really doesn't seem like a normal person!

His heart sank. Although he denied it verbally, the strange feeling in his heart lingered.

Megure scratched his head awkwardly; he knew he'd get scolded if he said it.

But it really does look alike!

Aside from not having wings, what's the difference between them and vampires in comics?

"Whatever it is, let's get them to our Metropolitan Police Department's hospital for a full check-up."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga decisively ordered: "Investigate the blood, toxicology, and nervous system thoroughly. I want to see what's going on."

Megure nodded and turned to instruct the officers to prepare for the transfer.

As a team of officers untied the interrogation chairs and escorted Kenta Yamada and Rena Nakamura through the corridors of the Metropolitan Police Department building, preparing to take them to the police car outside the main entrance, the two suddenly erupted in astonishing resistance.

Kenta Yamada abruptly stopped, his body trembling violently, and he screamed hysterically, "No! There's light outside! We can't go out!"

His voice was sharp and fearful, as if he had a premonition of a deadly threat.

Rena Nakamura struggled frantically, trying to break free of the officers' grip, screaming, "Sunshine! I'll die! Let me go!"

Her eyes were filled with terror, her teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding, and her body was twisting so violently she almost broke the belt.

The officers were startled by their reaction and had to exert more force to barely control the two men, their foreheads beaded with cold sweat.

"What's going on?!"

Megure frowned and stepped forward. The officers reported helplessly, "They are extremely resistant to going outside. They go crazy whenever the door is mentioned!"

Matsumoto Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, saying, "Take them away first, and get them on the vehicle as soon as possible. Don't waste any time!"

Police officers deployed additional officers and forcibly escorted the two men to the main entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department.

However, as soon as they stepped out the door, sunlight streamed in and fell on Kenta Yamada and Rena Nakamura.

Almost instantly, the two of them let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if they were being burned by flames.

Their skin quickly became red and swollen, blistered, and even began to smoke, emitting a burnt smell.

"Quick! Take them back!"

Matsumoto Kiyoshi reacted quickly, shouting as he rushed forward to direct the officers.

The officers hurriedly dragged the two back into the building to avoid the sunlight.

Kenta Yamada and Rena Nakamura collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. The burns on their skin were shocking, but strangely, the wounds seemed to be healing slowly, at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Megure Juzo stood to the side, his face ashen, muttering, "What... what's going on? They're actually afraid of sunlight? And they're saying they'll die?"

Matsumoto Kiyoshi, his face grim, waved for a first-aid kit to be brought and ordered, "Treat them first! Notify the hospital to prepare isolation wards and strictly control the light and environment. Megure, contact forensic and biological experts immediately; I need the test results as soon as possible."

He paused, looked at the two people on the ground with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "Also... Tanaka Ichiro's arrest warrant, intensify the investigation."

Kiyoshi Matsumoto has been a police officer for two or three decades and has seen a lot.

But this was the first time he had ever seen such a scene.

He only hoped one thing: that what Inspector Megure had just said wouldn't come true!

Ideally, it would just be a rare virus that we've never seen before.

This was still within his comprehension.

Chapter 115 Hikigaya Komachi comes to visit

"The feeling of this power constantly growing stronger is wonderful."

Tanaka Ichiro wiped his lips with his finger, then put the blood-stained finger into his mouth and sucked it clean, not wasting a single drop of blood.

A withered and pale corpse lay on the ground.

Tanaka Ichiro only discovered later, during his escape, that drinking human blood could continuously strengthen his abilities.

This includes aspects such as strength, speed, and reaction ability.

He can now easily break a human's neck with brute force, something that was impossible for him before.

However, Tanaka Ichiro usually doesn't just snap his prey's neck; he prefers to dismember its limbs and then bite through its neck to enjoy it slowly.

The blood from a living person is much sweeter than the blood from a dead person's body.

Even if it has just died, it is not allowed.

Tanaka Ichiro has never been a person who can control his desires, otherwise he wouldn't be in his thirties and still have accomplished nothing.

So whenever his instinct to drink human blood arose, he would follow it without hesitation.

Since he had already killed people, he didn't see any difference between killing one or two people and killing ten or eight.

If caught, the most likely outcome is a life sentence in jail, or even the death penalty.

Although influenced by Western thought, Japan has been wavering between abolishing and retaining the death penalty in recent years, and has not carried out any executions for many years.

But at least the death penalty is still preserved in the law.

　953 If something really bad happens, Ichiro Tanaka estimates that the higher-ups will not hesitate to drag him out and shoot him to quell public anger.

He murdered his mother and also killed eight innocent bystanders.

Although Tanaka Ichiro was a lazy and good-for-nothing scoundrel, he wasn't so brainless as to think he would be let off the hook for doing this.

Tanaka Ichiro walked out of the alley, straightened his wrinkled coat, and casually blended into the crowd on the street.

The streets of Kansai were brightly lit at night. He passed a 24-hour convenience store, where the evening news was playing on a television screen at the entrance. He glanced at it casually, but then suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His face was clearly visible on the screen—a blurry ID photo, next to the three large red characters "Wanted Poster".

The news anchor's cold voice came through: "Suspect Tanaka Ichiro is suspected of murdering a relative and fleeing. Police have launched a nationwide manhunt..."

Tanaka Ichiro's face darkened instantly, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

He cursed under his breath, "Damn it, they moved so fast..."