Qi Lin dragged three large sacks to an unmanned tunnel nearly two kilometers away from his residence. This was a dead end. Although there were several rooms on both sides of the tunnel, the owners of these rooms were either dead or moved away from here. Now it was dead and empty. Even the air-tight doors were not closed tightly.

"It's really a good place to throw away the body." Qi Lin said to himself under the breathing mask, pushing open the airtight door that was closest to the inside.

"Squeak!"

Two red lights flashed in the darkness, and Qi Lin, who had dark vision, could see clearly that this was a bloodthirsty mouse the size of a wild cat. As for which pipe it crawled into, it was unknown.

He let go of the sack with his right hand and quickly took out a knife from his pocket and stood it in front of him. The bloodthirsty rat that pounced on Qi Lin's throat seemed to have hit the tip of the knife on purpose, and the knife was penetrated into his body.

"Squeak-Squeak-Squeak-" A shrill scream immediately came, and Qi Lin threw the frantically struggling bloodthirsty rat to the ground, and then stomped its head with one foot.

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The specifications of this room are almost exactly the same as Qi Lin’s own residence, but the things are already in a mess. Apart from a collapsed folding bed and a dusty game cabin like a coffin, there is almost nothing in the room, and many empty synthetic food packaging bags are discarded in the corner. Judging from the food type ratio of the original owner of the room, this should be a poor man who has difficulty living by pursuing a shelter and subsistence allowance.

The hatch cover of the game cabin was opened, and a relatively complete skeleton lay inside. Judging from the marks of several biting on the skeletons and the feces everywhere in the game cabin, most of the flesh and blood on the corpse had entered the stomach of the bloodthirsty rat. No wonder the bloodthirsty rat was fatter than its ordinary kind.

Qi Lin suddenly felt a little regretful. If he hadn't killed the bloodthirsty rat just now, he would probably have used it as a good helper for the corpse to deal with the corpse. Otherwise, it would take several months for the corpse to rot naturally in the low temperature environment of the shelter.

He piled three large sacks into the corner of the wall, and Qi Lin poured all the water he carried with him on it - the humid environment could make the sacks covered with fungi and moss, and could also block some passing wanderers' desire to explore these three corpses.

Although there are not many such wanderers in shelters, they do exist. Some of them have "ghosts" who escaped from their residence after being eliminated by the game, and some of them are lazy but want to enjoy material enjoyment. They rely on the remaining supplies found in abandoned rooms to live, and occasionally do some thieves or robberies.

After doing all this, Qi Lin walked out of the room, but just happened to run into a sneaky figure and walked out of the room opposite.

The man was wearing a large, broken and dirty cotton jacket, with an equally dirty shoulder bag tied around his waist. The pants covered in mud could no longer tell the original color. The boots made of artificial leather had a crack and a completely deformed toe was exposed from it.

He was still carrying a earthen respirator made of a plastic funnel and rag on his face, and his greasy hair was stuck together tangled. Qi Lin, who had extraordinary eyesight in the dark, could even see tiny beige parasites crawling in and out of the other person's hair.

This is a wanderer!

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, and the other party soon discovered his existence. After being startled, the man immediately found half of the rusty piece of metal from his body, but the edge was polished very sharply. It seemed that it was a lid pulled from a can.

"Who are you?"

The man took a step forward and blocked Qi Lin in this dead end. A hoarse and rough voice came from under his breathing mask.

"Just passing by." Qi Lin replied calmly. He had to figure out first that the other party was just searching for supplies here, or was occupying the magpie's nest, and regarded a certain unmanned room as his place.

"This is my territory. Take out the food and water from you - and the clothes and breathing masks, I can let you go-" the man said viciously, while demonstratively raising the metal sheet in his hand.

"It seems to be the latter possibility...then it will be more troublesome..." Qi Lin said in his heart that if the other party lives here for a long time, it is very likely that it will become a red shirt to find his clues, and this person cannot be kept.

It’s not that Qi Lin is too cruel, but many times, if he is not cruel to others, he is cruel to himself - he doesn’t mind being kind when he is safe, but in situations where there is a threat, he never minds taking certain extreme choices.

"Hurry up! Otherwise I'll be welcome!"

The man noticed that Qi Lin had no weapons on his hands, and his tone became harder and approached Qi Lin.

"I'm sorry." As soon as Qi Lin finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated and rushed to him. He first used his arm to open the other party's right hand holding the metal plate, then raised his right knee high and hit the wanderer's chest hard!

After being hit so hard, the wanderer's chest suddenly sank, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. However, Qi Lin's attack was not over yet. After a throat lock made him unable to move, he quickly hit three knees!

When Qi Lin let go of his hand, the man no longer breathed, and black blood was overflowing from his mouth and nose, and slowly slid down against the tunnel wall.

Dragging the rogue's body into the room, Qi Lin threw him next to three large sacks, and then searched the rooms in the dead end one by one.

Except for the room where the wanderer lives, there are no traces of people living in the other rooms. Even the wanderer's room has only a dirty bedding and some tattered cooking utensils.

When leaving the tunnel, Qi Lin looked up again. There was a small camera at the top of the tunnel, but the camera's working indicator light was dim.

In the early years, in order to facilitate management, a camera would be installed in the shelter tunnel every few sections. However, since the resistance army often destroyed the cameras, it was troublesome to repair them. In addition, the shortage of power resources, these cameras were abandoned and deactivated by the shelter official, so Qi Lin was not worried that his actions would be photographed by the camera.
Chapter completed!