"How many days do you have?"
Xu Lang was facing the breeze, holding the microphone in his right hand, and slumping his left hand weakly. His upper body looked extremely weird and garish. He walked out of the nearby path while communicating with Wuming.
"I still have one day and two nights." An unnamed voice came from the other end of the phone immediately.
Xu Lang's figure was a little thin. After thinking about it, he replied: "You help me find out where the dead girlfriend of Gao Yiyuan is buried. Leave the rest to me, you don't have to participate."
The nameless end nodded slightly, and glanced at the foolish old lady beside him, "Wait for my news."
Hearing these words, Xu Lang hung up the phone. He believed Wuming knew what to do with the future.
Thinking of this, Xu Lang couldn’t help but feel a little moved. If he controlled Gao Yiyuan’s mother according to his original plan, he would contact him. If it weren’t for Cheng Guoguo’s prompt at this moment, then he might really have a serious tactic. When the time comes, step by step is slow, Gao Yiyuan is likely to use false information to negotiate with Xu Lang, then the consequences will be unimaginable.
Cheng Guoguo knew that these inside stories were not particularly strange. Xu Lang could roughly guess that Cheng Guoguo must have been involved in, or even cooperated with, other forces in the newspaper.
As for why, Cheng Guoguo would tell him such important news, then it should be that he wanted to leave a way for himself.
However, I don't know why, Xu Lang always thought of the text message sent by the number one person at the time.
Be careful of Cheng Guoguo, how to be careful
Could it be that in the near future, he will be framed by Cheng Guoguo? In danger
Judging from the current situation, he and Cheng Guoguo do not have any interest entanglements, just a simple cooperation...
After a long time of thinking, Xu Lang had already left the Jiming Hospital, looking at the towering buildings behind him, it was unusually quiet at this time.
From the surface alone, it is calm and calm here, but once someone enters the West Building, especially the executor, it is extremely difficult to leave!
In the West Building, most of the infected people in the city were isolated, and this point had to enter. According to Cheng Guoguo and Song Zhuoming's plan, they were bound to come to the West Building.
This is a dilemma...
After thinking for a while, Xu Lang called Song Zhuoming. Although it was late at night, no one would go to bed and they were all waiting for the mission time.
Song Zhuoming picked up Xu Lang's call as soon as he dialed.
"Brother Xu?"
"The matter on the nameless side has been resolved, and I have also thought about what to do next."
"That's good, then what is it that you are calling me now?"
"Since you and Cheng Guoguo have reached an agreement, then there is one situation I have to tell you." After that, Xu Lang briefly recounted what happened to him in the West Building of Jiming Hospital.
Although it was only a brief report, Song Zhuoming felt cold all over, especially the terrible situation of the three unsolvable evil spirits occupying the West Tower, which made his forehead sweat.
"Big Brother Xu, isn't it a difficult task? How come there will be multiple unsolvable evil spirits?!" Song Zhuoming even wondered if Xu Lang made a mistake in his analysis, after all, this kind of thing is too terrifying.
Xu Lang’s face remained as usual. He stopped at a men’s clothing store on the side of the street, looked at the large glass window in front of him, and said softly, “It should be correct. I don’t know if this is an example or a special arrangement for this mission. But if you want to transfer the infected, you must face the situation in the West Building."
Song Zhuoming was silent on the other side of the phone. After a long time, he looked a little melancholy and asked, "Then what should we do?"
"set fire!"
"set fire?"
Xu Lang started looking for a suitable tool, entered the clothing store, and said while looking for it, “Yes, this is the only way to force the infected people out of the West Building, and you don’t need to enter the West Building. I need you to grab people at that time."
"But if we count Wu Cheng's group of people, there are only five people. How can it be possible to control all the infected people in Jiming Hospital?"
"Go to Yan Yan. You will start from the newspaper together. I believe his primary purpose is also Jiming Hospital. After all, there are most of the infected people in the city. This is his first destination. You and Yan Yan and others With the same purpose, he wants to investigate, you want to transfer, cooperate with them, and both parties will profit, he will definitely not refuse!" Xu Lang found a suitable stone from the end of the alley, held it with his left arm, and returned. That clothing store.
Song Zhuoming's brains were running fast, following Xu Lang's thoughts, and constantly recalling.
Xu Lang went on to say: “You only need to put forward the idea of arson and transfer of infected people. He will definitely support it and actively cooperate. As for how to transfer these infected people reasonably, we don’t have to worry about it. Strictly. The words will give a safest solution."
"His..."
Song Zhuoming took a breath when he heard this. Xu Lang's mind was too terrifying, and he counted a group of people alone!
Even Yan Yan included all the plans for the next few steps, this kind of control over strategizing was beyond his imagination.
Song Zhuoming nodded heavily: "I understand."
"Remember my words, the situation in the West Building is beyond imagination and is absolutely inaccessible, and tomorrow's fire must be controlled properly. It is best to just keep the momentum and not produce substantial harm! The condition of the number of deaths, You must do all control!" Xu Lang commanded loudly.
"Yeah! I remembered it."
Xu Lang was about to hang up, but then Song Zhuoming stopped him: "Brother Xu, what are your plans next?"
Xu Lang thought for a while, and finally chose to tell him what he thought in his heart: "I will go to the suburban hospital. What I understand now is a bit weird.
Didn't you think of an extremely unreasonable thing? "
"whats the matter?"
Xu Lang's eyes looked a little cold, and his tone was calm and composed: "The infected are carriers of the highly contagious virus, but why are most of the infected people placed in the Jiming Hospital located in the city center!"
"This..." Song Zhuoming was asked at this moment, but after thinking about it, he really felt very unreasonable.
It stands to reason that once such an outbreak occurs, how could it be possible to isolate so many infected people in the central hospital with the most dense population!
"Brother Xu, what do you mean?"
"I learned a weird piece of information at Jiming Hospital. Although only 8 infected people were isolated in the suburban hospitals, there were 2 only late-stage cases, and the number of mid-stage infections is even unknown. Why? In remote isolation points, fewer people exist?"
Song Zhuoming followed Xu Lang's thoughts and continued to push forward, and his eyes widened: "That's because the 8 infected people in the suburban hospital, even more than the 34 infected people in the Jiming Hospital, are more toxic and the infection rate. higher!"
"Not only that, I even think that the source of infection of this epidemic, which is the first infected person, is likely to exist in the suburban hospital! This means that there is likely to have the most critical information of this mission! "
Song Zhuoming finally understood everything. He once again felt the ultimate admiration for Xu Lang's mind. It turned out that his next plan was to go to the suburban hospital.
In the matter discussed before, Xu Lang asked Song Zhuoming to cooperate with Yan Yan in order to tie Yan Yan and others to Jiming Hospital to prepare him for going to the suburban hospital.
This not only avoids worries, but also takes the first step to obtain more valuable clues!
What a killer policy!
Song Zhuoming was shocked, and after thinking about it again and again, he said: "I asked Zhuo Yan to contact Song Runian to try to find more obscure internal information, and Cheng Guoguo was also contacting the resources of his father Cheng Tianlin. We set off on both sides. Once we have key information, I will notify you as soon as possible."
Xu Lang nodded and stopped talking with him, but hung up the phone.
He finally freed his hands and was able to find a suitable dress for his upper body. After all, his current appearance was too dazzling.
Xu Lang put the phone back in his pocket, picked up the big stone he had found on the ground, and moved it up with difficulty. He gathered enough energy on the spot and threw it out hard, aiming at the large glass window.
The fragile glass counter was shattered by a strong impact. Xu Lang stepped back a little bit, avoiding the splash of broken glass. When the dust settled, he glanced around and walked wildly. Into the clothing store.
This is an old-fashioned men's clothing store without any brand or flagship store. Opened in the alley, Xu Lang looked at it. It was all old-style clothes.
Xu Lang was not fussy. He found a comfortable base shirt and a large black leather jacket. He stood in front of the mirror and put on it. He looked at himself in the mirror. Although he was dressed well, he came out. The dark left hand is too eye-catching.
Even if he seemed to himself, Xu Lang frowned slightly. He tore off the tag on his neck and walked towards me.
After walking to the door, he stepped back again, came to a counter, looked at the various gloves in front of him, finally chose a pair of black gloves made of leather, and slowly put it on his left hand.
Xu Lang spread his hands, looked carefully, nodded in satisfaction, then threw the free right-hand glove on the ground and turned away.
Due to the abnormality of his left hand, Xu Lang could hardly feel the heat, and even chills. Wearing a little more can dispel the cold slightly.
Facing the bright moonlight, a trace of fatigue appeared on Xu Lang’s face, but it was fleeting. He slowly turned his head and looked at the intersection not far away. There was a motorcycle parked there, as if it was just for him. The preparation is the same.
But Xu Lang does not know how to ride a motorcycle... (End of this chapter)