Jill Valentin, the current police chief of Huiyao City, is also the next highest mayor candidate. As a hero who once saved the city with practical actions during the biochemical crisis in Lacan, Jill has undoubtedly won the support of most of the original Lacan residents.

In addition, after becoming the top leader of the Huiyao City police, she has been law enforcement and severely cracked down on the remaining biochemical monsters and illegal phenomena. At the same time, it can well maintain the balance between humans and mutants, so that she not only has a lot of prestige in human beings, but also has many supporters in the mutants.

Both humans and mutants believe that if she is elected as the next mayor of Hui Yao, the city will move further in a better direction. This is what she thinks. However, this idea was in the past, but now, she is beginning to hesitate.

Jill is not a fool. She has been doing this position for so long. She has already discovered the true identity of Zhou Yi from some clues. Before the Supreme Court incident, she was able to sit comfortably in this city controlled by Zhou Yi. In the name of performing justice in my heart, to serve this city that belongs to Zhouyi.

However, after that, she discovered that this excuse is already unreasonable. Dawn Knight’s actions in the Supreme Court have clearly broken her definition of justice, just like most humans, in the eyes of Jill, the Knights of Dawn have fallen, when he began to trample on this country. When he was axiom and law, he had fallen.

He is no longer the embodiment of justice, even that he has become evil like a demon. In this case, how can one who serves the Devil King hang the crown of justice on his own head?

Jill is a straightforward temper, otherwise he will not embark on the road against Anbrera because he wants to avenge his comrades. It is because of this character that she began to doubt her own value and began to doubt whether she was doing right or wrong and whether she should continue.

Sometimes she really wants to let go of everything in this city. Ending all the troubles in my heart with a letter of resignation. But whenever she raised the idea, she couldn't help but hesitate. Some things are not so easy to discard, especially when those things have reached an unforgettable level.

This kind of distress has plagued Jill not a day or two. Although on weekdays, she is still the glamorous and hard-working director. But when she returned to her own home, she was fading her own mask and began to drink the spirits with impunity and use her stimulating alcohol to paralyze her inner heart.

Just like today. Just after returning to the door from the police station, Gil just opened the door of the refrigerator, and even the uniforms on his body were too lazy to change. He began to look at the spirits directly into his mouth.

The rough way of drinking made her face redden at the speed visible to the naked eye. And after a few mouthfuls of spirits, her whole body began to become stupid, and then fell to the top of the sofa.

She began to cry and began to laugh. The whole person seems to be caught in his own memories and emotions. Even in this way, she held the bottle tightly in her hand and refused to release it at all. The spirits have become the most indispensable thing she has now, and only this thing. In order to let her forget the troubles in her heart.

Although it is only temporary, it is enough for her. On such a night, it is already accustomed to her to spend the last time of the day in this way of anesthesia. She thought that today is the same, but a knock on the door suddenly broke into her world, breaking the silence she could not easily find.

"Who is it? Who is outside?" Reluctantly opened his eyes, and Jill yelled in the direction of the door, but his hand slid quietly toward his back. When her hand touched a huge and delicate revolver in the holster behind her, she seemed to be a little more effortless. I began to wobble and walked toward the door.

"Quickly answer me, who is outside? I know someone is there, talk to me!"

"Jill, it's me! I have something to talk to you!" After a while. Zhou Yi’s voice came in from the door. When he heard this voice, Jill immediately opened the door.

I saw that under some dimly lit porch lights, Zhou Yigao’s figure stood so straight and made her feel like she was dreaming.

"Is you, Zhou Yi? How is it possible? I think I must drink too much!"

Jill didn't believe what she saw, she muttered to herself. While returning to the body, I plan to close the door and continue my dream of being drunk. But at this time, Zhou Yi, who was considered by him to be his own illusion, spoke.

"Do you treat your old friends like this, Jill? Or do you really drink too much, even the things you see are true or false? But also, I remember the last time you came to your home. When you are like this, you are drunk and confused. Even I am giving you a bath and changing clothes!"

"Give me shut up!" Suddenly heard such a shameful black history, Jill immediately shouted in anger and anger. But because of this, she instead determined that what she saw was not an illusion, but a real existence. This made her face pale and became cold and stiff. "It's really you, so late, what are you doing to come to me?"

"Can you let me in? I think the relationship between the two of us should not be enough for me to talk to you while blowing cold air!"

The expression on Jill's face was undoubtedly very familiar to Zhou Yi. Looking at this familiar expression, he smiled and said to Jill.

"Come in." It was still the cold look, and Jill did not completely shut out Zhou Yi, but let him open a position so that he could walk into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhou Yi saw a scene he was very familiar with. The full table is filled with empty bottles, even the clothes and shoes are thrown everywhere, and the people can hardly imagine that this is a woman's residence. But this is the style of Jill. She is never the kind of little woman who is dressed at home. Compared with housework, gunpowder and weapons are her favorite.

"Jill, you really haven't changed. It's already the secretary, but I still don't even bother to clean up the place where I live."

"This has nothing to do with you, don't give me anything!"

His face was abrupt, but it was covered up by the twilight of the drink. In the face of Zhou Yi's teasing, Jill was forced to calm down and sat down on the private clothes he had discarded on the sofa. I was rude to him.

"Don't tell me that you came here to find me, just to make fun of my habits."

"Of course not, just I think I am your friend, it is necessary to remind you. Jill, should you find a boyfriend? If you go on like this, it is not very good for your body!"

Listening to Zhou Yi's words, there was a sour moment in Gill's heart. She resisted this uncomfortable feeling, and her face remained in a cold, cold look, and said to Zhou Yi.

"If you came to tell me these nonsense, I think you can go back. I still have work to do tomorrow, and now I don't have time to tell you this nonsense!"

"Okay, say something right!" A bitter smile, Zhou Yi also sat down. He found an empty cup from a messy coffee table and poured himself a glass of wine. I told Jill about my intentions. "I think Ada should tell you something about it. About the mutants from New York."

"Do you want to put them in my police station and let them work like other policemen?" When Zhou Yi opened his mouth, Jill guessed what he meant. She smiled coldly and her face showed a disdainful smile. "Zhou Yi, what is your police station? Is it your private armed force? Are you able to decide everything in this city instead of everyone?"

"Jill, I don't have any private interests on this issue!" Pour the wine in the glass into his mouth, and Zhou Yi began to squint his eyes. “I just want to give those young people a chance to continue their dreams, and also give all the mutants a chance! I believe those young people who can bring justice to the city.”

"Enough, Zhou Yi. Don't forget, you are not an incarnation of justice now. You are not qualified to say this now!" Gil's eyebrows were vertical, and the voice immediately rose. "Don't hang on to justice, especially don't explain everything you do in the name of justice!"

"Jill, you drink too much. This thing has nothing to do with what you think!"

"Why didn't you?" slammed, and Jill pressed the huge revolver from his waist to the table. And she herself is like an angry female leopard, her eyes wide open, and she is staring at Zhou Yi. "Tell me, Zhou Yi. Are you still the one I knew before? Is that the guy who saved me and saved the city? Now, do you still have justice in your heart?"

"Jill!" Listening to Jill's question, Zhou Yi's anger began to soar. But when he saw the stubbornness on Jill's face and saw the revolver in her hand, all his anger was quickly dissipated.

He remembers such a Jill. In that bar, she looked at herself with such a look and told herself that she would avenge her comrades, even if she was alone, she would fight in the name of justice.

And he remembers the revolver more, on the night when the Resident Evil broke out. He used this weapon to accompany her on the road to save the city. He remembered that he later gave this revolver to Jill. However, I did not expect that until this time, she still kept this weapon and always placed it on her side.

Jill seems to be the same as Jill, but he is not the original one. This understanding suddenly made Zhou Yiyi happy.

"I think I should go, sorry, Jill. Bother you! And drink less." (To be continued.)