The private clinic reopened the next day after Zhujue returned.

Perhaps because he showed his face on TV yesterday, as one of the people who were commended, he also made a small advertisement for the clinic opened by Zhu Jue.

Since the business officially started in the morning, there are much more people coming to see a doctor than Zhu Jue before going to the lower-level community.

Of course, it is not entirely a patient.

Zhu Jue was stopped in the corridor during his routine patrol at noon.

"Doctor Lecter, I am a reporter from Forest Magazine. I want to talk to you about the scavenger plan. It only takes ten minutes... five minutes. We will not disclose your information, and we will also provide compensation to ensure that you are satisfied."

The man in a brown jacket in front of me was a reporter who came from the news and wanted to ask about some special events that occurred in the lower-level community from Zhujue.

You should know that there are no airtight walls in this world, and there are many witnesses in the presence of polluted areas. The Qianfancheng government cannot make everyone shut up. There are always some people who get some real and false news from the so-called "small path" and then spread it seriously.

Forest magazine is a magazine that specializes in publishing such reports. Compared to the unknown information collected from the underlying communities, they believe that personal experiences like Hannibal Lecter must have more tangible information.

"I'm not available, and there are still many patients waiting for me... Forget it, five minutes, come with me."

I thought of refusing directly, but Zhu Jue seemed to have thought of something and changed his words.

Walk into the office on the first floor and close the door.

"Doctor Lecter, I want to know you about the underlying community..."

"Your magazine is very concerned about some weird news about Qianfan City, right?"

Zhu Jue asked after interrupting the reporter.

"Of course, Forest Magazine is committed to digging out the truth hidden under the surface of reality, like the disease in the underlying community, and we will...

"There are also infected people in the lower city area. How much do you know about this?"

"Well, probably at the same time as the Scavenger Plan was launched, patients had appeared in the lower city area one after another. The magazine assigned us to do an exclusive interview in this regard some time ago."

He was interrupted again, and the words he wanted to say choked in his throat. He swallowed awkwardly, and subconsciously looked at his watch. One and a half minutes had passed.

The recent hot topic of Qianfan City is this sudden and strange epidemic. Of course, they have to do their best to follow up, and he has also conducted some investigations on this.

"Did you find any special discoveries about those infected?"

"Doctor Lecter, I think I am interviewing you now, and the situation may be somewhat..."

The reporter, who was confused by the successive questions, recovered from his senses and wanted to correct the position of both parties. However, before he finished speaking, he saw Dr. Lecter discharge a stack of large amounts of banknotes on the table, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He really didn't want to say anything, but there were too many money on the table!

"I have visited the families of several infected people in the past few days. Because the infected people were admitted very early, I was unable to interview them. However, from the feedback from the patients' families, I found that almost all infected people had serious hallucinations. Among them, the patients in Fuleng Street, Community No. 22 said that they saw another world and people in it. The patients in Community No. 23 had the same views as him. The infected people in Community No. 26 and Community No. 29 said that they had seen the messenger and the guide. An infected person in Community No. 30 did not have any hallucinations, but his condition worsened very quickly. According to his wife, a large area of ​​dark spots appeared on the third day of the disease... "

I have to say that the reporters of these magazines are quite dedicated in some things. In addition to the recorder, the notes in their hands also handwritten three or five pages of paper to summarize the progress and key summary.

"Very good, it's almost five minutes long, Lin, take off the guests!"

Zhu Jue put the banknotes on the table together and handed them to the reporter. He immediately opened the microphone next to him and asked Lin Godo to come and send the person out.

"Ah? Doctor Lecter, but I haven't...five minutes..."

His interview was not completed, but he was interviewed clearly by the other party, which frustrated the reporter. He was still muttering until outside Lin's private clinic.

Fortunately, a stack of money in his pocket comforted his wounded heart.

Gripping his teeth, he stopped a taxi in the street and went straight to the nearest Nightingale shop. He also wanted to let others taste the taste of being speechless!

Zhu Jue in the office did not know the reporter's "ambition" and was thinking about the information the reporter just revealed.

Newcast did not lie to him. The infected people did have "sickness" generally, and the "sickness" of these people seemed a bit unrelated to reporters, but Zhu Jue, a person who knew a little about the inside story, obviously had some internal connection.

Yes, the "illusion" here must be quoted, because Zhu Jue now suspects that it is very likely that it is not an illusion, but that they have actually seen certain scenes, but that normal people cannot see them!

A vague light flashed in my mind, but I couldn't be caught by Zhu Jue.

Dongdong ~

Knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Hannibal, the analysis results were obtained, just like we guessed."

Suzi held an audio-visual stick in her hand, and Gu Yinqian followed her. After the two of them came in, they locked the door again and walked to Zhu Jue's table. In order to avoid causing misunderstandings, they even said a pseudonym.

The analysis of black and purple liquid alone was actually completed in the early morning, but just obtaining several sets of data does not mean anything. The black and purple pus in the glass jar is not an ordinary item, and it is not easy to use existing human knowledge to analyze it and come up with clear results.

Therefore, after getting the first-hand data, Zhu Jue, who was unable to sleep due to dreams, took a glass jar and honey bread and went straight to Newcastle.

Now Suzi is the report that Newcast just sent.

"I won't read it, tell me."

Zhu Jue had a long time ago and felt dizzy when he read the data. He put the audio-visual stick that Su Zi handed over to aside and asked.

"The honey bread you got from Ryan's hand is similar to the black and purple pus in the glass jar, and the same ingredient also appears in the flesh and blood tissue of the infected person, which means that the black pus may indeed be the source of infection."

Sliding the data panel on the screen, Su Zi then clicked on another video file, which was an experiment conducted by a simulated person through the epidemic prevention institute.

"In addition, yesterday, I opened the glass tube while taking samples, and the black and purple pus in it vaporized. The epidemic prevention institute conducted a simulation experiment on this part of the changes. The gaseous pus is also infectious and will actively rely on the surrounding living organisms. You can see them as a large number of small infected bodies. Once released, it will actively attack any human beings close to it... This is a phenomenon that has never happened before, and it may also mean that the Ubobuna tissue is likely to have developed a new way of infection of the virus!"

The virus that can independently track the target is still an undetectable gas, which makes Zhu Jue involuntarily think of the glass jar obtained from Ryan in the downtown area.

The consequences will be unimaginable!

"Fortunately, there shouldn't be many of this thing, otherwise it would not be kept by cadres of Ryan's level."

Turning the teacup in front of him, Zhu Jue was thinking about the purpose of the Ouroboros.

If this kind of thing can be manufactured in large quantities, there is naturally no need to store it so carefully. On the other hand, its finished products are not large. The Xiacheng District of Qianfan City relies on paradise intelligence brain. All blocks have now opened the infected person identification system. Once most infected people are discovered, they will be immediately isolated by the community patrol team at the fastest speed.

This means that it can eventually infect only a limited number of people.

The problem is that not to mention ordinary infected people, even mutated infected people cannot cause waves in the face of the strict prevention and defense of the Qianfancheng government.

Why do you need to do some useless work so much?

"Hannibal, Hannibal......wish you!"

Gu Yinqiao's voice awakened Zhu Jue in contemplation.

"I'm thinking about things, what's wrong?"

Zhu Jue turned his eyes to find that Suzi and Gu Yinqiao were both focused on the table in front of him.

With his eyes hanging down, Zhu Jue was also stunned.

The teacup in his hand was mostly sunk by his three fingers.

This is a stainless steel cup!

No, the problem is not this, but Zhu Jue has not noticed his actions at all. This is completely something he did unconsciously.

in other words.
Chapter completed!