“You have one last chance. My patience is limited.”

Louis Carter’s gun was still aimed at Nicholas, this time targeting Nicholas’s torso, and he had already proven that when it was time to act, he wouldn’t hesitate in the slightest.

“Since you know my identity and my job, then you should be able to guess why I’m doing this!”

Nicholas’s words seemed to answer Louis Carter’s question, but in reality, he was probing. Even though he was already seriously wounded, he was still looking for an opportunity.

“To observe up close and collect data on the bioweapon…

You followed us to collect combat data on the Nemesis?”

Louis Carter glanced at Jill standing nearby; these words were deliberately said for Jill to hear.

“That’s right. Compared to ordinary bioweapons, the combat data of the Nemesis is much more valuable!”

These observers were essentially not much different from Carl and the others—they were all mercenaries working for money.

But as observers, they could know more inside information, and the rarer the data they collected, the greater the reward. However, collecting data on the Nemesis was no easy task. The Nemesis had a certain level of intelligence and was extremely powerful in combat. If you recklessly ran up to the Nemesis, you weren’t collecting combat data—you were courting death.

Fortunately, the Nemesis had a clear mission objective: to hunt down STARS members. This meant that as long as you hid in the shadows and followed Jill, you could collect the Nemesis’s combat data.

A few exchanges between the two made Jill realize a lot: the monster hunting her was called the Nemesis, the latest bioweapon developed by Umbrella. Not only was it incredibly powerful, but it also possessed a certain degree of intelligence, allowing it to carry out missions very effectively.

“What the fuck!

Umbrella created a monster, then set it loose to hunt me and my teammates, and even sent a lunatic like you to record it all?”

The more she listened, the angrier Jill became. She shifted the direction of her shotgun from Louis Carter to Nicholas: “Shouldn’t you record what’s happening now, too?”

“Heh~” Nicholas curled his lips, unclear whether it was mockery or pain: “It’s just a job…” Louis Carter didn’t give Nicholas any more chance to talk nonsense. Jill already understood the situation, his goal was achieved, so he immediately pulled the trigger, emptying the remaining bullets in the magazine and killing this troublemaker. Only Louis Carter could see the glowing orb emerge from Nicholas’s body, which then entered Louis Carter’s left hand as a prompt appeared in his mind: Endurance increased!

He hadn’t expected that even a non-monster like Nicholas would give a reward. Louis Carter was momentarily distracted, and his already unskilled reloading was affected, making Jill beside him roll her eyes: “You don’t have to keep up the act.”

Louis Carter couldn’t explain that he really wasn’t acting—this was truly his first time handling firearms, and he couldn’t possibly be as proficient as a seasoned veteran.

“Who exactly are you?”

Jill now really wanted to know Louis Carter’s true identity.

Louis Carter shrugged. He didn’t know how to answer, but Jill misunderstood, thinking he was keeping it secret. Fortunately, another Umbrella employee helped Louis Carter out: “I think you’d better get out of the way.”

“What?”

Jill saw Louis Carter point his freshly reloaded gun behind her, and immediately realized what was happening. She stepped forward to put distance between herself and the soldier behind her, then turned and aimed.

As she turned, she saw that UBCS soldier mutating into a zombie. In this situation, there was no other choice. Jill didn’t use her shotgun, but instead drew her handgun and took care of it.

Looking at the corpse slumped by the car again, Jill sighed helplessly. Everything she’d experienced in the mansion and all that had happened today was caused by Umbrella. She wished she could rush to Umbrella’s headquarters right now and kill every last one of those bastards.

Jill turned to see Louis Carter rummaging through Nicholas’s body: “What are you looking for?”

“I wanted to see if this guy had any data recording devices or reports on him.”

Unfortunately, Louis Carter didn’t find anything like that. It seemed Nicholas relied entirely on his own memory and hadn’t used any devices to record.

He casually stripped the remaining ammo from Nicholas’s body. The guy only carried a handgun and handgun bullets, yet could move freely around Raccoon City—truly a testament to the strength of an experienced veteran.

This made Louis Carter even more convinced that taking out Nicholas before he noticed him was absolutely the right decision. Otherwise, if such a tough and ruthless guy was lurking in the shadows, waiting to ambush him when he let his guard down…

If that really happened, there’d be no good outcome for him.

“When you were at the subway station earlier, you said you wanted to help, but you actually had other plans, didn’t you?”

Jill also gathered some ammo, probing for Louis Carter’s true intentions: “Did you come to Raccoon City to investigate Umbrella?”

“I genuinely want to help, but I do have some other things to take care of as well.”