At zero o'clock on June 2nd, dark clouds pressed over the city, and the air was filled with endless dullness. There were few vehicles on the streets under the epidemic. On the straight streets, only two taxis were still moving fast.
Yan Yan was in the back seat of the taxi, looking out the window, watching the scenery passing by, not knowing what he was thinking.
And beside him, was sitting with a long hair Gao Yiyuan, his expression was a little vague, staring straight ahead, silent.
Both of them seemed to blend in with the dull environment, or perhaps with the same heavy heart, no one spoke.
Only the radio in the taxi is broadcasting the epidemic news in a loop. Perhaps the driver is fed up with this depressive atmosphere, driving the car while irritating the channel.
Finally tossed and turned to the current affairs news channel.
"The candidate for the next mayor of this city, Song Ru-nian, expressed unique insights on the current epidemic. On the one hand, he gave instructions on the prevention and control of the epidemic. At the same time, he actively went deep into the front line of work and set an example to fight the epidemic.... "
The driver mumbled and didn't know what was being said in front of him, which made the quiet environment even more hot and dry.
Gao Yiyuan slowed his mind from the long thoughts, looked in Yan Yan's direction, and said softly: "Do you really believe Cui Wenguang's words?"
Yan Yan finally turned his head at this time, no longer looked out the window, opened the window of the car casually, and replied: "Although we didn't get any valuable news from him, we finally got the direction for the next step. "
Gao Yiyuan shook his head gently: "I still don't trust him. According to him, his actions were assigned by Qu Yangping, the dean of the Suburban Hospital, as if he had not been involved in this matter too deeply, but he was from the city. The president of the largest Jiming Hospital, this is a bit unreasonable."
Yan Yan sighed and said, "He, the director of the Jiming Hospital, relies on his father-in-law, but don’t forget that his father-in-law’s time has passed. It is the limit for him to sit in this position. Instead, he is Quyang from the Suburban Hospital. Ping, this hospital that has been eliminated by the times, but has never been abandoned, is the most unreasonable."
"In my opinion, the clues of the suburban hospitals are more important than the Jiming Hospital. There are two late-infected patients isolated there. Perhaps the first infected person we are looking for is one of them!"
Yan Yan frowned: "As I said, Xu Lang is probably in the suburban hospital now. We are already slow, so we can't make mistakes again! What's more, we have already obtained the first place from Cui Wenguang's mouth. A clue to an infected person!"
Gao Yiyuan heard the words, fell silent, and then said softly: "The reporter Cui Wenguang said tried to report on the first infected person, but was blocked. But we just returned from the newspaper. According to the reporter, The president said that he hasn't appeared for a week. In fact, I even suspect that he was dead long ago!"
Yan Yan looked out the window again, his face was calm, and he whispered: "I don't care if he was killed by someone or bumped into an evil spirit. This is our only chance to catch up with Xu Lang's progress. I can't give up!"
The conversation between Yan Yan and Gao Yiyuan on this side fell silent, and behind their vehicle, a taxi followed. There were two people in the vehicle with different expressions.
He Xiao sat in the back seat with his cheek in his right hand, and he was attentively not knowing what he was listening to. On the co-pilot sat a young man in plain clothes, his name was Meng Liang.
Meng Liang was sitting on the co-pilot with a cigarette in his hand, but his fingers were still trembling slightly, and his face was full of complexity and fear.
He was from Wu Cheng, but after the action at Jiming Hospital, he was sternly told to come over. Of course, sternly meant to let him be a substitute for the dead.
But at this moment, Meng Liang felt an unprecedented gratitude in his heart. Fortunately, he did not follow Wu Cheng and others to transfer the infected!
Not long ago, he followed Yan Yan and others to the reporter's newspaper to seek clues, and immediately received a call from Wu Cheng.
The operation to transfer all the infected to the deception agency was a complete failure!
When Song Zhuoming took an infected person into the lobby of the newspaper office, the infected person suddenly burst into black smoke, red light filled his eye sockets, and his whole person suddenly turned into a piece of charred coal.
But it was not over yet, the infected person who should have been turned into ashes was resurrected in the blink of an eye!
And resurrected as an evil spirit! And put his revenge on Song Zhuoming, who dragged him into the newspaper office and accelerated his death!
At that time, a reminder sounded in everyone's mind: "Infinite Mission, the second dead person appears, the remaining death toll of this mission is 8 people, when it is exhausted, all executors will be wiped out!"
This news was received by all executors except for Xu Lang who was isolated from the real world at the time.
Song Zhuoming was chased and killed by the evil spirits, and then disappeared. The newspaper's interior was in chaos, and a person was panicked.
Wu Cheng, Ding Jianming, and Li Kaifeng took the rest of the infected and continued to transfer according to strict orders, but Meng Liang didn't know where they could transfer these people.
Meng Liang was extremely fortunate that he had been following Yan Yan. At least two days into the mission, he had not been threatened to his life.
"Strictly speaking is right. Cui Wenguang obviously has unexplainable difficulties, but he doesn't want to offend you, so he can only lead you to the reporter who tried to report the information of the first infected person!"
He Xiao nodded secretly as he listened to the analysis of the mysterious person in the communicator.
Then he whispered: "If I really didn't control myself and threatened Cui Wenguang with my life, would it be possible to dig out all his secrets?"
"This possibility is very remote. Now all of us have realized that Cui Wenguang of Jiming Hospital is just a small character. The person above him is Qu Yangping, the dean of the Suburban Hospital. Maybe Qu Yangping knows more about it, but he now He has disappeared and cannot be contacted. The clues in this regard have been broken.
And what I can conclude is that, above the two deans, Cui Wenguang and Qu Yangping, there must be a pair of black hands behind the scenes, controlling everything, and this big man is our real goal.
Yan Yan threatened his family's life and failed to pry Cui Wenguang's mouth open. You can imagine what kind of power this big man will have in the Shanghai and Shanghai markets! "
He Xiao was stunned secretly. If he hadn't entered the newspaper office, how could he get involved in such a deep water, "So that the clue that Cui Wenguang provided us, that reporter is likely to uncover another clue for us?"
"Cui Wenguang can't be said to be jealous, but he did provide us with another aspect of intelligence. This reporter may have information about the first infected person, but since it has not been reported, it means that he was also affected by the power of that big man. It's affected, and he hasn't been to work for a week, and he can't be contacted..."
He Xiao's face also began to look ugly. After thinking for a while, he whispered: "This reporter, if he was not silenced by a big man, he was in an accident, and the accident during the mission stage must be related to evil spirits... "
"Anyway, proceed with caution. I have a hunch that you are going to find this reporter's home. It is not a sensible choice, but it is the only choice now..."
He Xiao scratched his short hair and said in a melancholy manner: "Do you think there is something wrong with this mission?"
The mysterious man’s tone was normal: "What's wrong?"
He Xiao’s tone seemed a little weird. He glanced around, wrapped his clothes tightly, and whispered, “I’ve been on the mission for almost two days, and I haven’t even seen the shadow of the evil spirit, let alone anything. It's dangerous."
"Not long ago, Song Zhuoming and the others had just encountered evil spirits..." At this point, the mysterious man suddenly stopped, as if he had realized something and started thinking.
He Xiao didn't know why he always felt that the air, which was still very hot just now, has become a little bit cold now. The clothes are obviously wrapped tightly, but he can't feel the slightest warmth.
After the mysterious man's words were half broken, they began to become deep: "You are right, this mission is really not quite right."
Upon hearing this, He Xiao's nerves suddenly tense, because he seemed to feel that after the mysterious person said this, the surrounding cold air became more intense, he hurriedly touched his side and made sure that there was nothing. After that, he asked tremblingly: "What?"
"It has been almost two days since you entered the mission. You have not received any threats and have not seen any evil spirits, but after Song Zhuoming and the others transferred the infected, the evil spirits appeared!"
He Xiao frowned, and he didn't quite understand what the mysterious man said.
After the mysterious man cursed angrily, he had to explain to him: "I suspect that in your mission, there will be multiple evil spirits! And with the passage of time, the number of deaths increases, more and more!"
He Xiao was frightened by this sentence, and his gums trembled: "You...what do you mean by this?"
"The second deceased appeared, but the deceased turned into an evil spirit in the same place, and even revived in the lobby of the newspaper office. Don't you think this is too weird?"
"Yes, it is."
"If you think about it, why did the newspaper set a strict control on the death toll?"
He Xiao's face froze, and the mysterious person immediately said a word that made him tremble, "Maybe in addition to the root evil spirit in this mission, there will be an evil spirit if one person is killed, and once the number of deaths exceeds With ten people, the newspaper cannot control such a large number of evil spirits, so they can only wipe out all of you and forcefully terminate this mission!"
"He... Captain He?"
Just before He Xiao had time to recover from the extremely horrified speculation of the mysterious man, a trembling voice suddenly came from the front.
Meng Liang's bloodless and pale face, his lips kept trembling, and his body turned around exaggeratedly, looking at He Xiao's blank gaze, raising his arm tremblingly, and pointing at the empty person next to He Xiao Seats.
He said something that made He Xiao almost lost his soul: "Captain He... I just saw a woman in a white dress sitting next to you..." (End of this chapter)