Seeing Shen Ye close the door, Jill Valentine again had the urge to raise her gun, but seeing him lower his hands after closing the door, letting the AR15 rifle hang from his chest, she suppressed it.
She knew he was indicating he had no ill intentions, so she holstered her gun and even actively engaged the safety.
This detail was noticed by Shen Ye, who couldn't help but sigh, as his own gun's safety was still off.
"Can you tell me who you are? And why are you here?"
After the two stared at each other for a while, Jill Valentine was the first to break the silence.
Shen Ye pondered for a moment, unable to think of a suitable response, then cleared his throat and could only say, "My name is Shen Ye, a tourist from an Eastern country. As for why I'm here, I'd say it's not unusual for a tourist to be anywhere."
"Is that so? A tourist? Do you think I'm like Barry's two little girls who are only a few years old?" Jill Valentine suddenly felt like laughing. She glanced at the AR15 hanging from Shen Ye's chest and scoffed, "If you're going to lie, at least make it believable. A tourist carrying an automatic rifle."
Just as Shen Ye had anticipated, no one would believe a tourist would carry an AR15 for travel, especially in an area sealed off by the Raccoon City police.
Shen Ye sighed slightly. He had long expected Jill Valentine to say that, but his mind raced, and he quickly thought of a new explanation.
"Indeed, it is hard to believe, but madam, there's something I must correct. Due to your country's laws, this is a semi-automatic rifle. Also, this is USA, a free country. Traveling with a rifle is a very normal thing, and it's also my freedom."
Jill Valentine was momentarily speechless by Shen Ye's words. After a long while, she murmured, "That's why I don't really like this kind of freedom. It's a bit excessive."
But she quickly reacted, because she remembered something.
"You said you're a tourist from an Eastern country, but I recall that inbound tourists aren't eligible to carry firearms. I have reason to suspect your firearm's origin is illegal, because my country's law prohibits selling firearms to inbound tourists."
"Uh..." Faced with Jill Valentine's words, Shen Ye couldn't think of how to respond for a moment and could only remain silent.
Seeing this, Jill Valentine's lips curved slightly. She continued, "I admit your previous explanation almost misled me, but for an elite Raccoon City police officer, it's far from enough. So, Mr. Tourist, you must give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll have to arrest you."
"A reasonable explanation, huh!" Shen Ye scratched his head in a troubled manner, then asked, "My dear lady, are you in a hurry right now?"
Jill Valentine frowned, "Why do you ask?"
Shen Ye spread his hands, "Because it'll take me some time to fabricate a reasonable explanation."
This time, it was Jill Valentine's turn to be speechless. Looking at Shen Ye's expression, which seemed to say 'you're making things difficult for me,' she waved her hand fiercely, "Damn it, this is a waste of time, and a meaningless conversation."
"Right, so why don't we just skip this topic?" Shen Ye chuckled, "Besides, my identity isn't important. You only need to know that I have no ill intentions, otherwise you wouldn't have had a chance to shoot me."
"That's also why I'm willing to waste words with you, sir." Jill Valentine, of course, understood that if the man in front of her truly had ill intentions, she would already be dead.
Of course, it wasn't just because he had no ill intentions; her sixth sense subtly told her that the man in front of her was definitely not an ordinary person, and moreover, he seemed to know something.
However, Jill Valentine was too lazy to dwell on this matter anymore. The most important thing now was to investigate the mansion thoroughly and find the surviving members of the missing Bravo Team.
"Oh, by the way, since you already know my name, could you introduce yourself? I can't keep calling you 'madam,' can I? Although it's a respectful term, it always feels a bit distant." Seeing Jill Valentine seemingly lost in thought, Shen Ye couldn't help but speak.
"Maintaining distance is a good thing." Although Jill Valentine said this, she still introduced herself:
"Jill Valentine, an elite Raccoon City police officer."
...
Exchanging names is the first step to becoming friends, but of course, that alone isn't enough.
After learning Jill Valentine's name under the pretense of not knowing, Shen Ye wisely shifted the topic to the mansion, which Jill Valentine cared about most.
"I just saw you rummaging through things in the room. Did you find anything?" Shen Ye glanced at the documents scattered on the table by Jill Valentine and asked.
As expected, Jill Valentine's attention was diverted. She frowned and said, "Nothing yet."
Shen Ye was not surprised. The plot had only just begun, and Jill Valentine and her team hadn't gathered enough information yet, except for himself.
However, since he couldn't casually reveal the plot, he could only guide them using other methods later.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Ye suggested, "Let's go check other rooms. The mansion is so big, we're bound to find something."
Jill Valentine nodded, "That's exactly what I'm about to do."
Then she looked at Shen Ye and asked, "Do you have any extra nine-millimeter bullets?"
"Yes, of course."
Jill Valentine said with some difficulty, "Could you give me some? I don't have many bullets left."
In the game, protagonists can rummage through boxes or loot corpses to collect ammunition, but in reality, every shot fired means one less bullet.
"Of course, but..."
Shen Ye spoke as he took off his backpack, placed it on the table, unzipped it, and to Jill Valentine's astonished gaze, pulled out another AR15 along with a shotgun and tossed them onto the table.
"Compared to handgun rounds, I think what you need more is this... an AR15 rifle and a Remington shotgun."
Looking at the two long guns on the table, Jill Valentine finally couldn't hold back. She stared intently at Shen Ye, "You definitely know something."
"Sorry, I don't know anything." Shen Ye shrugged, "I'm just a passerby."
"A passerby? Then why are you so well-prepared?" Jill Valentine continued to ask.
Shen Ye smiled and handed some magazines to Jill Valentine, "Because I lack a sense of security. In an unfamiliar environment, weapons can give me a sense of comfort."
Jill Valentine, of course, didn't believe Shen Ye's explanation. Up until now, she believed that most of what Shen Ye said was false.
The only thing she thought might be true was Shen Ye's statement that he had no ill intentions towards her.
The gun in her hand was the best proof.
But why was he doing this?
Or did he have some ulterior motive?
Jill Valentine was completely baffled.