Chapter 299 Beautiful Virus Everyone laughed softly when they heard Martinez say this.

Martinez continued: "Finally, we got the Barty couple to agree to turn their navigation lights on, and I told the helicopters and boats of the Coast Guard to recognize their boats. We also made the couple promise to only shore on the beach where we had a big 'No Idlers' sign. That would generally discourage the faint of heart from coming up. ”；

"What are the Barty and his wife doing on the island?" asked Theresa.

Martinez shrugged, a gesture similar to Eric's, and said, "I guess it's a picnic, walking." They have traversed almost 900 acres of inhospitable land during the holidays and after work. ”；

"I know they're amateur archaeologists. Sean said.

"Oh yes, they've run a lot of ruins and are collecting items for the Sunny Isles Museum. Martinez said.

"Museum?" asked Theresa, "what do you mean?

"Oh, it's just a display. I thought it was in the hall, I thought, and it was stored in the basement. Martinez said.

"Tell me, what kind of thing?", Sean asked.

"Most are musket shells and arrows. A cowbell...... Brass buckles on the uniforms of Allied forces on a continent, bits and pieces from the Spanish-American War...... A whiskey bottle, well, whatever you want. Most of them are discarded old things, and they are all sorted and stored in the basement. If you want to see it, you can go and see it. Martinez thought. He said.

Theresa said, "Maybe I will." I also know that the Bartis are organizing a formal excavation, do you know about it?";

"Yes. We don't need a bunch of people from the Historical Society to dig around on the island. But they are trying to work with the USDA and the Department of the Interior to solve the problem. Martinez added: "The Home Office has the final say in matters such as handicrafts. ”；

Sean asked, "Didn't you think that the Bartys might have another purpose, like stealing items out of the main building and hiding them on the beach during a so-called archaeological excavation." Later, they dug it up with their boat and took it away. ”；

When Martinez heard this, he did not reply, as if he had been pondering.

So Sean seemed to be reminding. said: "Have you ever imagined picnics and archaeological excavations just to cover up something?";

"I ...... Looking back, hey, everyone in my situation, like me, should have been suspicious. Everyone forgot about it, and both of them were wealthy. They could do whatever they wanted, except for slapping Dr. Clinton in the face. I don't need hindsight. Martinez said, "I did my job. ”；

Maybe he's done. Sean looked at him and thought.

Theresa continued: "After Mr. and Mrs. Barty's boat left the harbor at noon today. Did you or your people see their ship?"

"No, I asked. Martinez affirmed.

"In other words, you can be sure that the ship didn't dock on this island yesterday afternoon, can you?" asked Theresa again.

"No, I'm not sure of that. Martinez said.

At this time, the tall detective asked, "How often does your boat cruise around the island?";

Martinez turned his head and replied, "We usually use one of two boats. It takes a nine-mile route around the island. So, at a speed of ten to twelve knots, you speak of a complete turn. It takes forty to sixty minutes, unless they intercept someone for something. ”；

Sean asked, "So if a boat is parked about half a mile from Sunshine Island and the person on board is looking through binoculars, he or she can see your patrol boat." Right?";

"Yes!", Martinez said.

"Well, he and she can see one of those patrol boats, and if this person or these people know its route, they know that they have forty to sixty minutes to go to the shore, drop anchor, land on a rubber raft, do something, and get back on board, and no one will see them. Sean said.

Mr. Martinez cleared his throat and said, "It's possible, but you forget that there are also helicopters and vehicles patrolling the beach, and their routes are completely arbitrary. ”；

Sean nodded and said, "We went to the island once in the nearly two hours just now. I've only seen a Coast Guard helicopter once and a car, an acceleration truck, only once, and a patrol boat. ”；

"I said, that's random, would you take a risk?", Martinez said.

"I probably would. Sean said, "It depends on the reward for the adventure." ”；

"We also have Coast Guard boats that pass by from time to time on random routes," Martinez said. If you want me to be frank, we have electronics to do most of the work. ”；

Sean asked, "What about the monitor?". After speaking, he gestured around the office.

"In the basement. Martinez said.

"What do you have?CCTV?motion sensors?,Sound transmitter?", Sean asked.

"I can't just say it. Martinez said.

"Good. Sean said, "Then write down your name, address and phone number, and we'll ask you questions later." ”；

Martinez looked annoyed at first, but was relieved that he was now out.

Sean walked over and looked at the wall of the radio. There is a large map of the eastern part of Sunny Isles, the bay, and San Francisco. There are a series of concentric circles on the map, which look like some kind of atomic bomb destruction map, telling you what exactly you will be blown up depends on your distance from the outbreak site.

Sean sees that on this map, Sunny Isle is in the last place. Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing depends on the nature of the map. No explanation is given on the map. Sean turned back and asked, "What is this?";

The kid looked to where Sean was pointing and said, "Oh. That's a nuclear reactor in San Francisco County. The circles represent different danger zones in the event of an explosion or meltdown. ”；

Sean considers the irony of the danger posed to Sunshine Island by San Francisco County's nuclear reactors. Sunshine Isles also relies on the power of the wind to pose a threat to everyone in San Francisco County. Sean asked again: "Do you think that the gang that engaged in the nuclear reaction also has a picture showing the leak in the Sunny Island biocontrol area." a map of their danger hài?";

Even the old-fashioned Mr. Martinez smiled at it, albeit a weird one. Martinez and Eric may practice this smile with each other on the island. Because it does look like it.

"Actually, the guys in the nuclear reactor area do have a map like the one you described," Martinez said. I sometimes wonder what would happen if an earthquake caused both a biocontrol leak and a nuclear leak, and would radiation kill germs?" he smiled again. Like a philosopher, he said to himself: "The modern world is full of unimaginable fears. It sounds like a spell for Sunny Isles.

Sean helped build yì and said with a smile: "If I were you, I would wait until a good wind blows from the south." Release anthrax, let's strike first. ”；

"Yes, good idea. Martinez said.

Sean followed up and asked, "Where's Eric's office?";

"Room 250. Martinez said.

"Thank you. Sean said.

Just then, the walkie-talkie rang, and a male voice came through the microphone, saying, "Dr. Clinton is going to meet his guests now." ”；

Sean, Theresa, and two agents, all thanks to Mr. Martinez. Because it took up his time, and he thanked everyone for coming, it made them all liars. Theresa reminded Martinez before leaving, saying that it would be in San Francisco County. Probably asking some questions.

Shaun and the others met Harry in the hallway, and as they walked together, Shaun said to the girl, "None of these rooms have any names or purposes. ”；

"To be on the safe side. Harry replied succinctly.

"Where's Eric's office?" asked Sean.

"Room two-two-five. Harry replied.

None of them spoke, but they all understood that Sean had once again proved that the best of security was a lie, and followed Harry to the end of the hallway and opened the door to Room 200.

Once inside, Harry said, "Please be seated, Dr. Clinton's secretary, and Wren will be here to meet you in a moment." ”；

Everyone sat down, and Harry stood waiting for Ryan.

About a minute later, a middle-aged woman with a stern expression walked out of the side door.

Harry said, "Wren, these are Dr. Clinton's guests. ”；

The middle-aged woman named Ryan almost ignored Sean and the others, and sat down at her table without saying a word.

Harry's polite Sean and the others walked away as soon as they were happy. Sean noticed that he and the others hadn't even been alone for a second. Sean is interested in tight security, except for himself.

Sean turned to look at Theresa. The latter looked at him as well, and the two of them almost smiled, but turned away again.

Sean's next sight was on the tall detective, who always looked calm. Sean guessed that he had a good brain behind those straight eyes, and hoped so.

The other shorter detective was tapping his fingers impatiently on the arm of his chair. The waiting room, like the rest of the building, is light grey, with dark grey trim and grey carpeting. You may suffer from sensory deprivation in this place.

Sean stared at Room 250. About this 250 room. Sean is certain that there is neither Eric nor his diploma in it. Inside may be a mad dog, waiting to bite.

Looking at room 225, Sean felt that there was nothing very consistent on this island! No one was completely sincere.

Sean started talking nonsense to the secretary again, "My aunt is also called Rayne. ”；

The secretary looked up from the table and glared at Sean.

Sean continued, "That's a pretty name. For some reason, it reminds me of late spring and early summer. Summer solstice. Did You Know?";

Secretary Wren continued to glare at Sean, but his eyes narrowed. It's scary.

However, Sean did not make any relenting moves, and continued to Wyan: "Please use the walkie-talkie to tell Dr. Sù Clinton. Receive us in ten seconds, or we'll come with an arrest warrant for obstruction of justice. Nine seconds. ”；

Wren pressed the intercom and said, "Dr. Clinton." Please come here, right away. ”；

"Five seconds. Sean said.

The door on the right hand opened, and a man in a white shirt and a blue bow tie, with a beard, was tall and sturdy like a beef cow on a cattle farm. He opened his mouth and said, "What, is there any problem?";

Wren pointed to Sean's nose and said, "Him!";

The beef cow looked at Sean and said, "What's wrong?";

Sean stood up. Theresa and two detectives also stood up.

Sean recognized Dr. Clinton from photographs of the administrative system in the hall. So he said, "We crossed the sea and walked many miles. Doctor, you have overcome many obstacles to find you, and you will repay us by pushing us away?";

"I beg your pardon, what did you say?", said the beef cow.

Wren interjected and said, "Doctor, do you want to call security?";

"Hey, hey, hey!". Sean looked at her and laughed a few times.

"No, no. Dr. Beef Bull looked at Sean and the guests and said, "Okay." Come in, come in. ”；

Dr. Clinton's corner office was large, but the furniture, walls, and carpets were the same as in the other rooms. On the wall behind his desk, there was a row of eye-catching framed objects. On the other walls are some terrible abstract artworks. Like a real scrap item seen in the best museums.

Sean and the others and Dr. Clinton still stood and introduced themselves to each other, this time including professional titles and job descriptions.

Everyone shook hands, and Dr. Clinton smiled brightly. "Well, welcome, I'm sure Mr. Eric and Ms. Harry will be helpful, won't they?"

The beef cow had a slight accent and was probably German. He was tall and fat, in fact he had white hair, a Van Dyck white beard, and a pair of thick glasses. If he looks like anyone, he actually looks like a tough guy version plus a tall version of Zheng Zeshi.

Dr. Clinton asked the crowd to sit down and said, "Sit down, sit down." And they sat down. Then the doctor began, "I am still in shock at this tragedy. ”；

Sean said, "Who told you this, Doctor?";

"Mr. Eric. He said that it was the police who called him to tell him. Clinton continued: "The Bartys were brilliant scientists, and their colleagues held them in high esteem. I hope you solve this case soon. ”；

Theresa replied, "So do we." ”；

Clinton added: "Also, let me apologize to you, I made you wait for a long time." I've been answering the phone since the beginning of the afternoon. ”

Sean said, "I guess, doctor, you've been asked not to be interviewed. ”；

Clinton nodded. "Yes, yes, of course. Yes, I didn't give any information, just read that prepared statement, that one from Washington. ”；

Theresa asked, "Can you read it to us?";

"Okay, of course, of course. Clinton rummaged around his desk, found a piece of paper, held his glasses, and read: "The Secretary General of the Department of Agriculture deeply regrets the tragic deaths of Dr. Waity and Dr. Tom, employees of the Department of Agriculture." Given the location of the death, we do not get involved in the suspicions, and questions about the investigation of the death should be asked to the local police office, who will be better able to answer those questions. Soon Dr. Clinton read the statement, which amounted to nothing.

The tall police inspector said humorously: "Please fax this to the San Francisco County Police Department, and we can also read it to the press after these two FBI chiefs replace our police station." ”；

Theresa smiled and said to Dr. Clinton, "Can you describe to us the position of Mr. and Mrs. Batty?";

"Well, they're mainly engaged in, well, genetic research. Transform the genes of viruses so that they cannot cause disease but stimulate the body's immune system. Clinton said as he considered the language he could understand.

"A vaccine?" asked Theresa.

"Yes, a new type of vaccine. It is safer than using weakened viruses. Clinton said.

"Do they come into contact with viruses and bacteria in their work?" asked Theresa again.

"Yes, of course. Mostly viruses. Dr. Clinton said.

Theresa continued to ask, the subject switching to more traditional homicide investigation questions, about friends, enemies, debts, threats, relationships with work collaborators, recalling conversations with the deceased, how the deceased behaved in the last week or so, and so on. Good homicide material, but maybe not all related. But it was still necessary to ask all of them, and to ask almost all the people who knew the Bartis, and then to those who had already been interviewed, to see if there were any inconsistencies in their statements. If you assume that the deadly germ was stolen, what they need in this case is a big shift, a "forward" step, something that will get people to go beyond the usual procedures they hate before the world is ruined.

Sean looked at the abstract artwork on the wall and realized that it was not a painting, but a color photograph, and Sean had a feeling that it was some disease, bacteria or something, infected blood, cells, all of this, and was photographed with a microscope. Weird. But actually, the photos are not so bad, they are very mysterious!

Noticing Sean's gaze, Dr. Clinton interrupted his answer to a question and said, "Even disease-causing microbes can be beautiful." ”； (To be continued)

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