Gaul, Paris.

Outside the Umbrella European headquarters building, there were already protesters holding various signs, and the unified slogan was shouted particularly loudly:

"Umbrella, get out!"

"Umbrella, murderer!"

"Umbrella..."

...

If it weren't for the security fence surrounding the headquarters building and the large number of umbrella security personnel, these red-faced protesters shouting slogans would have rushed into the building long ago and killed the black-hearted capitalists who spread the virus and ate human blood steamed buns.

Pull them all out and give them a good beating.

Next to the main entrance of the building, a female reporter wearing a gray formal suit was standing in front of the camera, holding a microphone, and broadcasting the protest live:

"Protesters from all over the world have gathered outside the Umbrella Company headquarters building for more than a month. During this period, protesters have clashed with security personnel many times, resulting in many minor injuries and two serious injuries..."

"So far, the senior management of the umbrella company has still not made any response..."

"Follow-up reports will be provided by Fox News..."

Seeing this bustling scene, a short-haired man sitting by the window in a coffee shop opposite the building couldn't help but frown.

Sitting opposite him was a young girl with a ponytail and a red motorcycle jacket.

It is worth mentioning that the eyebrows and eyes of the two people are very similar.

At this time, a magnetic female voice sounded from his ears:

"It seems that this protest storm has not passed yet..."

Looking around, the man saw a beautiful woman with short black hair, holding a tray, standing in front of him.

Seeing this, the short-haired man quickly gathered the documents scattered on the table together and pushed them to the back of the table.

Putting down the tray, the black-haired beauty placed the three cups of coffee and a plate of French toast on the tray on the table:

"Chris, this is your cup, double strength without sugar."

"Claire, here's your cappuccino."

After that, the beauty with short black hair also sat down on one of the empty chairs, curled her lips, looked at the short-haired man helplessly, and complained:

"You two brothers and sisters are really good at summoning people..."

Hearing this, Chris stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head with some embarrassment, and then said:

"Thank you, Jill."

That's right, the man and two women sitting across from each other at the same table are the two Redfield brothers and Jill Valentine!

As for why the three of them are in Paris and sitting together drinking coffee, everything starts from a week ago:

After safely escaping Raccoon City and accepting the investigation from the government, Claire and Jill, who were concerned about Chris' safety, immediately set off to Europe together to find Chris.

In such a vast Europe, it is so difficult to find someone in the vast sea of ​​people.

However, God paid off. By speculating on Chris's movements and with the help of some friends, the two searched for almost a month in Europe and finally found Chris in Paris who was collecting evidence everywhere!

Chris was very surprised to see the two people arriving.

From his sister's words, Chris, who was far away from the center of the storm, learned what the two had experienced in Raccoon City.

Chris, who originally wanted to keep Claire away from these things, didn't expect that she would be involved in this storm after all.

Chris, who was filled with guilt after everything his sister and partner had gone through, was even more determined to make the Umbrella Company pay the price...

There was still noisy outside the window, but it was slightly quiet inside the cafe.

Letting the mist rise from the hot coffee cup, Chris picked up an architectural plan of the Umbrella Company headquarters building that he got from somewhere, and showed it to Jill while saying:

"The security facilities in the headquarters building are too tight. With the double defense of fingerprint recognition and identification cards, and the security guards who change shifts every 12 hours, we may not even be able to enter the building, let alone enter the underground research institute.

.”

"However, I have collected a very important piece of information from other places. It is said that the Umbrella Company built a prison on a small island called "Rockford", and they used the imprisoned death row prisoners to perform human biochemistry.

experiment."

"Compared to breaking directly into the heart of the protective umbrella, it might be easier for us to choose this small island as a breakthrough point."

After saying that, Chris looked at Jill opposite and asked:

"Jill, what do you think?"

"I think it's okay, but continuing to stay here is not an option."

"Okay, let's make some preparations first and then set off."

After hearing this conversation, Claire, who was holding a knife and fork in her hand and fighting French toast next to her, couldn't help but say:

"What about me?"

Glancing at Claire, Jill rolled her eyes and said with a smile:

"You should go back to find your little boyfriend... Didn't he call you and tell you to go back immediately after you find Chris?"

Claire looked at Jill in surprise, "Uh, how did you know?"

“The sound insulation effect of the hotel is not as good as you think...”

Hearing the conversation between Jill and Claire, Chris frowned suddenly and suddenly interrupted and asked: "Claire, you have a boyfriend? Why didn't I know?"

"Oh, don't worry about it. I'll introduce you to each other when I get a chance."

Hearing his sister's perfunctory attitude, Chris couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

Alas, women are not allowed to stay in university...

...

North America, Los Angeles.

In a room in an apartment building in the city, a man wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses stood in front of a desk.

With his meticulously combed hair, the man stood upright with his hands behind his back, and his chiseled face was like a cold robot, with no expression fluctuations at all.

There was a portable military computer placed on the desk, and a blond man in a suit appeared on the screen.

"Wesker, put aside what you are doing, the organization is going to give you a new task."

"According to reliable information, Alexia Asia Ford of Umbrella Company is not dead yet, and is on Rockfort Island. You should know what this means..."

Hearing this, Wesker nodded expressionlessly, "The Veronica virus is also there."

"That's right, the organization wants you to set off immediately, bring a special team, and go to Rockford Island. No matter what you plan to do, the organization only wants one result."

"We don't want to see the failure of Raccoon City repeated again. So, this time, we must get the Veronica virus. Do you understand?"

"I see."

"Very good, then we are waiting for your good news..."

With a beeping sound, the blond man in a suit suddenly disappeared from the computer screen.

Looking at the computer screen that had turned into darkness, Wesker couldn't help but murmured:
Chapter completed!