After Sean walked in with the group, there were more than a dozen empty tables, a sink, a refrigerator, a microwave oven, a notice board with notices and messages, a drinking water cooler and a coffee pot in this simple white cement room, but there were no vending machines, and no one wanted to come here to repair it. On the counter there is a fax machine, the menu of the day, paper and pencils.

Seeing this, Clinton said arrogantly: "I'm in for a supper." After saying that, he ordered a lot of meals for himself, and Sean saw one of the special soups, which was beef soup, and Sean was a little reluctant to think about where he got this beef.

Sean had the above thoughts, so he just ordered jelly, which was the first time Sean had eaten this snack since he was discharged from the hospital last time, and it was the first time in his life that he did not order meat.

Not only him, but the rest of the people didn't seem to be too hungry, and they ordered salad. Of course, although this is a lunch room, this is a bit similar to the principle of luncheon meat, and it does not necessarily have to be eaten at noon, but the master on duty in the lunch room cooks a little slower.

Dr. Clinton faxed the à la carte menu and said, "Supper starts at one o'clock, but they'll bring 'lunch' soon at my request." ”。

Dr. Clinton suggested that everyone wash their hands first, so everyone washed their hands in the sink with a weird, brown liquid soap that smelled like iodine.

Then everyone took their coffee and took their seats. At this time, some more people came in, grabbed coffee, picked up some food from the fridge or faxed the meal order. Theresa just wanted to look at her watch, but all she saw was her empty wrist. When I came back in, I put it in a box in the locker room.

When Clinton saw it, he smiled and said, "If you bring your watch in, I'll have to disinfect it and quarantine it for ten days." ”；

"My watch doesn't stand up to sterilization. Theresa smiled and looked at the clock on the wall, it was five minutes past midnight.

The crowd chatted for a few minutes. The door opened, and a man in a white lab coat came in with a stainless steel cart that looked like an ordinary dining cart. The difference is that the car is covered with a layer of plastic film.

Dr. Clinton lifted the film and threw it away, then like a thoughtful and enthusiastic host, served everyone their own meals, and finally sent the man out of the dining room with the cart.

The tall policeman asked, "The man with the cart has to go to the shower now, right?";

"Yes. The cart must be sent to the sterilization room before it can be retrieved for reuse. Dr. Clinton said.

Sean asked, "Is it possible to use that cart to carry a bulky item out from here?";

Dr. Clinton was busy setting out his large set of late-night snacks in front of him, acting like a diner with a strange appetite. He started from his busy schedule and said, "Since you asked, then I will sue you, it is possible." The cart was the only tool to travel between the administrative area and the biocontainment area at any given time. But if you use it to bring personal items. You have to work with two other people. One person pushes the cart in and out, and the other cleans the cart and returns it to the kitchen. You're smart, Mr. Sean. ”；

"I'm just thinking along the lines of the suspects. Sean said.

He laughed and drank his beef broth again. It makes everyone sick when they see it.

Sean grunted and sucked on the lime jelly as he looked at Dr. Clinton. In fact, in all fairness, Sean thinks he's pretty good, he's funny, friendly, and smart. Of course, he also lied to everyone. But he was forced to do it. It could be some mysterious person in Washington who gave him instructions on the phone all day yesterday. At that time, Sean and others were still wandering around the murder scene, only digging out a few pamphlets about rinderpest and venereal diseases.

Then it was Dr. Clinton's turn to explain the gist to Dr. Liu, so she spoke so appropriately at home. Sean felt that there were many people to talk to, and Dr. Clinton only let himself and others talk to Dr. Liu, and Dr. Liu's work and the Bartys' research project were only a little side. He said Dr. Liu was a good friend of the Bartis. But Sean could know that she wasn't! Sean also knew from any point in the information, from the neighbor's story. In terms of investigation, I have never heard of Dr. Liu. There were also other scientists who had only had a brief conversation, and the content of their conversation was similar to Dr. Liu's words, so Clinton didn't wait for himself and others to talk a few words.

There is fiction here, truth and falsehood, and Sean must have been like this since he came to this island.

Sean suddenly said to Clinton: "I don't believe in the claims about the I-Bora vaccine. I know what you're trying to hide. ”；

Dr. Clinton stopped halfway through his mouthful, which was difficult for him, and he stared at Sean for a long time. Just as he was about to speak, Sean spoke again.

Sean said, "It's aliens, isn't it? Mr. and Mrs. Barty want to reveal the truth about aliens." ”。

The room was so quiet that even the other scientists in the room looked at everyone. Finally, after Sean had a number in his head, he smiled again and said, "This green jelly is the brain of an alien, and I am eating the evidence." ”

Everyone laughed, and Clinton almost choked on laughter.

The crowd continued to eat, chatting as they spoke. The short cop had panicked when Sean objected to the Ibola Plague, and now he looked much better.

The crowd ate slowly, and the conversation returned to the vaccine that could have been stolen. "Some people said that the vaccine was equivalent to gold, and it reminded me of one thing, some of the vaccines that the Barty and his wife were trying had a gold rim, and they called these vaccines liquid gold," Dr. Clinton said. I thought it was strange at the time, probably because we people never mention money or profit!";

"Of course not!" Sean said, "You're a government agency. It's not your money, and you don't have to make a profit. ”；

Dr. Clinton laughed and said, "It's the same thing you do." ”

"It's the same. Anyway, now we think that the Bartys have understood that they are no longer satisfied with just taking government salaries and doing research for the benefit of science, they understand economics and start working for money. Sean said again.

"Yes!" Clinton said, "You've talked to their colleagues, you've seen their research during their lifetimes, and now you can only draw one conclusion." Why are you still suspicious?";

"I don't have any doubts. Sean said insincerely, in fact, of course he had a lot of doubts. But Sean didn't want to upset Dr. Clinton and the two cops, so Sean smiled and said, "I'm just trying to match the evidence with the inference." Maybe the deaths of the Barti couple had nothing to do with their research work here, and our investigation went the wrong way, or maybe their deaths had something to do with their work, probably related to the million-dollar stolen vaccine, which was liquid gold. And then the Barti couple were deceived, or maybe they went to cheat someone else, so they were killed!";

"Huh?" Zonner's blue eyes glowed. He looked at me from behind his tiny metal-rimmed glasses.

"The gel structure analysis disc is disguised as glasses. Sean pointed to the other's glasses.

Clinton laughed, shook his head, and said, "It's stupid to do that." I think the gel tray was carried out on the dining cart. ”

"Makes sense. Sean nodded.

Dr. Clinton looked at the wall clock and said, "Shall we continue our visit?";

Sean stood up and placed plastic cutlery and paper in the red trash can lined with plastic bags.

In the hallway, Dr. Clinton said, "We're going to be in Sector 3 soon, and of course Sector 3 is more contagious, so if anyone doesn't want to go, I can send someone to pay you to go to the shower." ”；

Everyone seems eager to see what hell is like, and maybe that's a bit too much.

The crowd then entered a red door that read "District 3," which Clinton said. His scientists study live pathogens, including parasites, viruses, bacteria, fungi and other horrific germs. Clinton took the group on a tour of a real room. Inside, a woman sits on a stool, facing an opening in the wall. She wears a mask, latex gloves on her hands, and has a plastic baffle in front of her, like the one in front of the salad self-service cabinet to keep spat from sneezing, but it's clearly not a sour cabbage salad. Clinton turned his head and said, "The opening in the wall where the pathogen is placed has been vacuumed, so there is very little danger of the contents of the opening entering the room." ”；

The short one looked a little panicked. "She's wearing a face mask, why don't we?" asked.

"That's a good question. Sean raised an eyebrow and agreed.

"She's closer to pathogens than you are," Clinton said. If you want to take a closer look. I'll give you face shields too. ”；

"Forget it. Sean said.

"Forget it. Theresa and two other police officers followed.

Dr. Clinton approached the woman and spoke softly to her. Then he turned to the crowd and said, "She's studying the virus that causes bluetongue." Maybe I got too close. As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue, and when everyone saw it, it was really blue, and he looked down as if he were cross-eyed, and said, "Oh my God! Is it the blueberry pie I had for lunch?" Sean thought the joke was boring, but he laughed twice.

Then everyone left the room together.

There are fewer people in this district than in the second district, and the people you can see look a little depressed.

"There's nothing to see here," Clinton said, "but if I were to say that, Mr. Sean should insist on seeing all the things in this place." ”；

"Did I give you that impression?" said Sean with a smile.

"Yes. The people of the United States don't know how to turn, so they say directly.

"Alright then, let's take a look at all the stuff in this place. Sean said.

Clinton wanted to calm things down, but when he heard this, he grunted with some dissatisfaction and said, "Okay, follow me." ”

It took them about half an hour to see all the places in the three districts, and most of them were actually the same, one room after another, where men and women looked through microscopes at the mucus on the glass slides, the blood and tissues of animals. These people are just eating supper in the real yàn room, eating while watching these disgusting things.

They talked to a dozen other people who knew Tom and Viddy or had worked with them, and although they had a clearer and more comprehensive understanding of the Bartys' work, they made no progress on their thoughts.

But Sean still doesn't think it's in vain, and Sean likes to have a full picture of the dead in his head before he can come up with some brilliant ideas. Sometimes, in casual conversations with friends, family and colleagues of the deceased, there is a sentence or two that inspires us to find the answer, but only sometimes.

"Most viruses and bacteria cannot be transmitted across species," Clinton said. If a person drinks a test tube of foot-and-mouth disease virus, the stomach will be upset at most. And in the case of a cow, a little bit of the needle tip is enough to be fatal. ”

"Why?" asked in unison.

Because the genetic material of the virus must bind to cells in order to infect cells, while human cells cannot bind to the FMD virus. Clinton said.

Theresa said a little professionally at this time: "But there is evidence that mad cow disease can also infect humans. ”；

"Anything can happen, that's why we're very careful. Clinton said, "Sometimes viruses bite. ”

Following the group into another brightly lit room, Clinton said, "This is a study of parasites." The most terrifying thing is the flyfly larvae. We found a good way to control this parasitic disease. We found that male and female flyers mate only once in their lifetime, so we sterilized millions of male flies with Y-rays and airdropped them into Central America. This male fly does not produce offspring after mating with female**. Isn't it smart?";

Sean asked, "Will the female fly be satisfied?"

Clinton smiled and replied, "That's all she can do, she won't mate again." ”；

Theresa looked at the two men and said, "There can be another view. ”

Clinton smiled. "Yes, from a female's point of view. ”

Then everyone took turns looking at the fly larvae under the microscope, and they were very disgusted.

Sean and the others went on to visit the rooms and chambers where all sorts of terrible parasites and microorganisms were cultivated, and they went to all sorts of strange places, the purpose and function of which were only vaguely understood.

Finally, Dr. Clinton said, "That's all for Zone 3. Now, I ask again, do you want to continue to visit in depth? Zone 4 is the most contagious of all the districts, even more than Zone 5. In Zone 5, you always wear a biohazard suit. With a respirator, usually everything is disinfected. To get out of the fifth area, you have to go through a special shower. In the 4th district. You can see the cages of the animals, all sick and dying, and if you want to see them, the crematorium and the autopsy room. Although this is primarily a clinical treatment for animal diseases, there will be some other pathogens in the surrounding environment, which means that there may be germs in the air. ”；

The short cop asked, "Are we going to wear face coverings?"

"If you want to wear it, wear it. Clinton looked at everyone and said, "Okay. Then follow me. ”；

The crowd came to another red door with the words "Four Zones" written on it and a biohazard hài mark. I don't know if it's a joke guy who put a skull on the door. The skeleton was cracked, and out of the crack crawled a snake, the head of the snake sticking out of the eye socket, and a spider crawling out of its mouth. "I think that's a good thing Tom did, and the Barty made it a little bit more lighthearted," Clinton said. ”；

Clinton opened the red door, and the group entered a room that resembled the antechamber. In the room, a box of latex gloves and a box of paper face shields were placed on a metal cart. Dr. Clinton said, "Whoever wants it, take it." ”；

It's like letting you choose whether to parachute or not when you are escaping from a plane, or whether to choose a life jacket on a ship, this kind of thing, he should make it clear, need is need, and if you don't need it, you don't need it.

However, Clinton explained: "These things are not required, we need to shower when we go out." I personally don't want it, it's too cumbersome, but you might feel better when you use it. ”；

Sean felt strongly that he was stirring up the crowd.

Obviously, no one wanted to look like a coward because they were taking precautions, so everyone passed through the second red door and came to the same gray concrete corridor as the previous ones. The difference is that the doors are wider and each door has a doorknob.

Clinton explained: "These are airtight doors. ”；

Sean also noticed a small window on each door, and a spring clipboard on the wall next to it.

Dr. Zwirner led the group to the nearest door and said, "These rooms are animal cages, and they all have see-through windows. The sight inside may make you feel uncomfortable or sick to the point of throwing up, so don't look at it if you don't want to. As he spoke, he flipped through the clipboard on the cement wall, then looked through the window and said, "African horse fever, this guy is not bad, but he is a little weak." Look at it. ”；

Everyone took turns looking in, and saw a beautiful black horse in the cage-like room. The horse did look good, but from time to time he gasped heavily, as if he couldn't breathe.

"All of these animals have to resist a virus or a bacterium," Clinton said. ”；

"Resisting, is it infected?" asked Sean.

"Yes, we call it resistance. Clinton said.

"What's going on? They got worse and worse and finally died?" asked Theresa.

"That's right, they get sick first and then die. And sometimes we kill them, kill them before the disease tortures them to death. Clinton said, "I think every one of these staff members loves animals, and that's why they're doing this kind of work." No one in this facility wants to see these animals tortured, but if you've seen millions of people infected with FMD, you'll understand that it's worth sacrificing dozens of animals. Then he put the record back and said, "Let's go." ”。

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