Chapter 304 is a big drama

There are many such sad rooms in the fourth district, and Sean can be cold to people at times, but he can't bear to be in the cages where all kinds of dying animals live in different ways.

In a cage, a cow saw the crowd and staggered to the door, staring at them. Dr. Clinton said, "It's not going to be good. Late FMD, see how it walks? Look at the tumor on its mouth. At this time, because of the pain, it could not even eat, and the saliva was thick and thick. This is a terrible disease, our old adversary, and it is recorded in ancient books. As I said, the disease is highly contagious, and an outbreak of foot-and-mouth disease in France spread to England through the Guò Channel. This is the smallest virus ever discovered and has a long incubation period. One day, this thing may mutate and start infecting humans...... At this time, in Dr. Clinton's words, everyone's spirit and ** are also "resisting" the virus.

Sean finally had an idea, turned to Dr. Clinton and said, "Can we look at the virus that the Bartys are working on? ”；

Clinton shook his head and said, "That's in District Five." It's confidential!" ......;

The crowd took off their clothes, put the white coats and slippers they wore in the real room into a bucket with a lid, and threw the paper underwear into the waste bin.

Everyone was a little absent-minded and followed the others as they could.

The two officers and Sean followed Dr. Clinton into the shower. Then Sean and the others stood under the shower head and rinsed their hair with a special shampoo and brushed their nails with a brush and antiseptic. All of them "gurgled" and rinsed with a terrible mouthwash. Then spit it out. Sean kept scrubbing his body with soap again and again, until finally Clinton laughed and said, "That's enough, it's like this." You're going to die of dermatitis. ”；

Sean then dried himself off with the towel provided by the island, threw the towel into the lid bucket, dangled it "one stick and two stars" and walked back to the closet naked. Why is it swaying, because if it is too small, it will not be able to sway at all! He was spotless and clean, at least it seemed.

Except for the unknown man who walked into the locker room with everyone, there was no one around, not even the waiter. It can be seen that it is entirely possible to smuggle a large number of items from the real yàn room to the locker room. But Sean doesn't think that's what actually happens, so it doesn't matter if there's a zài possibility.

Clinton went out for a while. When he returned, he brought the keys to the wardrobes and distributed them to the people.

Sean opened his closet and began to get dressed. A certain meticulous and thoughtful guy very kindly washed Sean's pants and "inadvertently" washed the red clay from Sean's pocket.

Sean examined his two pistols, and they looked normal, but if any of the joking guys foiled the firing pin, plugged the barrel, or took out the primer of the ammunition, you couldn't tell it with the naked eye. So Sean reminded himself to check his guns and ammunition more carefully when he returned.

The tall cop's closet is next to Sean's. He whispered, "It was an experience. ”

Sean nodded and asked, "Do you feel a little better about living downwind in Sunny Isle now?"

"Oh yes, I feel *** great. Said the tall policeman.

"I'm very impressed with the biocontainment facility," Sean said with a little reassurance, "it's advanced." ”

"Yes. But I was thinking if there was a hurricane or a radical attack. Said the tall policeman.

"Mr. Eric will protect Sunny Island from terrorist attacks. Sean said.

"Yes, what about the hurricane?" said the tall policeman.

"Just like you would in a nuclear attack, bend over, hide your head between your legs, and kiss your ass goodbye. Sean said hesitantly.

"Hmm. The tall cop looked at Sean and said, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Of course. Sean said, "I'm good!"

"You seem a little listless since you came back. Said the tall policeman.

"Fatigue. Sean said, "My brain is tired!".

Then Sean, put on his pants and stood up, looked at his face with some astonishment and said, "You must be allergic to this soap, your face is full of small scars." ”；

"What?" he touched his cheek. "Pong" sprang up, found the nearest mirror, leaned over the washbasin to examine himself, and said, "What the hell are you talking about? My skin is fine." ”

"It must be because of the light. Sean said with a smile.

Still grinning, Sean walked to the door of the locker room, where Dr. Clinton was standing. Sean said: "Although I am a little rude, I am very impressed with your work and thank you for your cooperation. ”；

"Mr. Sean, I enjoyed working with you, and I'm sorry to have met you in such a sad environment. Clinton said.

That's when a short policeman came up to Clinton and said, "I'm going to write a report on your biocontainment measures and give it a good review." ”

"Thank you. Clinton said.

"But I think the perimeter security could be better, and I'm going to do a survey on that. The short policeman said, and Clinton nodded in agreement.

Then the short cop continued: "Luckily, it looks like the Barty couple didn't steal any dangerous substances, and if anything, it was only an experimental vaccine. Dr. Clinton nodded again.

Sean was in a hurry to leave the orange locker room and go outside. So he went to the door, so that the others followed.

Arriving in the spacious and bright hall, Dr. Clinton looked around for Theresa, but saw no of her.

After that, Sean and the others came to the reception, where everyone exchanged the white plastic pass with a chain for the original blue pass with a clip. Sean turned to Clinton and asked, "Is there a store that sells souvenirs and T-shirts?";

Clinton laughed. "No, but I'll set one up for Washington," he said. For now, you still pray that you didn't bring any other 'souvenirs'. ”。

"Thank you, doctor. Sean also smiled and said, "If I notice something uncomfortable." I'll get back to you right away!".

Dr. Clinton looked at his watch and said, "If you want, you can take the six o'clock ferry in the morning, or you can go to my office." If there are certain issues that you would like to discuss further. ”；

Sean wanted to go back and see the fort and the underpass, but Sean felt that if he proposed this construction, he would immediately attract opposition. And, frankly, Sean wasn't ready to trek on the island again.

So Sean said to Dr. Clinton, "We'd better wait for our inspector to come." We can't make decisions on important things in her absence. Dr. Clinton smiled and nodded.

In Sean's view, Clinton didn't seem particularly anxious about questions about his security measures and biocontainment measures, or that two of his brilliant scientists might have stolen something valuable or deadly. The reason Sean feels like Clinton isn't worried is because even if he messed things up, or that he's responsible for someone else messing things up. He has also found a way to escape responsibility, and that is that he has made a deal with the government. He cooperated with the government to cover up the truth in exchange for being imponeted in this incident. There is a possibility, though very unlikely, that Dr. Clinton himself killed the Barty couple or knew who killed them. For now, anyone who has ever been close to the Barty couple is suspicious for Sean. At least the owners of those two footprints have not been found.

The long-legged chick came out of the women's locker room and joined the crowd at the reception counter. Sean noticed that she wasn't exactly sanitizing according to the prescribed procedures. Her cheeks had a freshly scrubbed glow.

Theresa exchanged her pass. Dr. Clinton told her about the following arrangements and the choices available to everyone.

Theresa looked at the crowd and said, "I've seen enough, do you want to see the underground barrels or whatever?"

Theresa then turned to Dr. Clinton and said, "We reserve the right to go to the island at any time to investigate until this case is closed." ”；

"For my part, you are welcome to come to the island at any time. Clinton added, "But that's not for me to decide." ”；

There was a whistle outside. Sean looked out through the glass door, and there was a white bus parked. Some of the island's employees are boarding the bus.

Dr. Clinton said, "Forgive me for not being able to take you to the ferry. As he spoke, he shook hands with everyone and said goodbye, without the slightest rush to send everyone away, with a true gentlemanly demeanor.

Sean and the others came outside, and Sean inhaled a burst of fresh air before boarding the bus. The Pakistani driver was another security officer, and he may have been the escort of the crowd on the road.

There were only six island employees on the bus, and Sean did not meet any of them during his visit to the island.

The bus came to the pier after five minutes and stopped.

Everyone got out of the car and walked to the blue and white ferry. Sean and the others walked into the large cabin. The whistle sounded, and the ship set sail away.

Sean and the others all stood and said a few words from time to time. One of the ship's crew members came in to collect their passes, a weathered fellow, and as you could tell from his face, he opened his mouth and said, "Hey, do you guys like Dr. Clinton's island?";

They talked with him for a while, and learned that his name was Peter. Peter told the crowd that he felt sorry for the Bartys.

He said sorry and walked up the gangway that led to the top deck and bridge. Sean then followed. Before he opened the door to the bridge, Sean asked him, "Are you free?"

"Of course. He said.

"Do you know Mr. and Mrs. Barty?" said Sean.

"Of course I do. We've been on this boat together for two years. The old sailor said.

"Someone told me that they were going back and forth in their own boats. Sean said.

"Sometimes that's the case. They're a nice new boat, with twin 'Mercedes' engines, and it's very fast. The old sailor said.

Sean felt pretty much the same. It was time to cut to the chase and ask questions straight to the point, so I asked, "Is it possible?" They use that trick to smuggle drugs?";

"Drugs?". The old sailor denied it, "Oh, no. They couldn't even find an island at sea, let alone connect with a drug ship. ”。

"How do you know?", Sean asked.

"I talked to them for a while about sailing. They don't know how to sail at all. Do you know. They don't even have a navigation system on board. The old sailor said.

"Not bad. "Sean thinks this guy is on point. I didn't see any navigation equipment on the Bartys' boat, but if you are a drug trafficker, a satellite navigation device is required. So Sean said to Peter, "Maybe they're cheating on you, maybe they're the best navigators since Magellan." ”；

"Who is Magellan?" wondered the old sailor.

"Why do you think they can't sail?" asked Sean.

"I tried to persuade them to join the sailing show of the powerful naval squadron!" said Peter, "but they were not interested in it at all. ”；

What is the reason?, Sean sensed that Peter's speech was a little tangled. So he said: "Maybe they are just to make others think that they can't sail, then no one will think that they are smuggling drugs." ”。

"Really?" the boy scratched his head and said, "Maybe, don't think so." They don't like the sea. If they see us in their own boat, they will stay with our boat all the time on the leeward side. They never want to stay away from land. Do they look like drug traffickers?";

"I don't think so. So. Peter, who killed them, and for what?" asked Sean sternly.

After being asked for a while, this guy was shocked and said, "Damn, I just want to know!";

"Peter, you must have thought about it yourself, who and for what? Who did you think of first, and what did everyone say about it?" asked Sean.

The guy "uh-huh" for a while and then said, "Yes." I think I think they stole something from the real room. You see, it could be something that could ruin the whole world of Miè. They want to sell these things to foreigners or whatever. The deal was screwed up, and they were killed. ”；

"Nothing else you didn't think of?" Sean asked.

"Well, I've heard a few different things. The kid said.

"How?", Sean asked

"It's like they're stealing a vaccine that's worth a fortune. The old sailor looked at Sean and asked, "Is it true?"

"That's it. Sean said.

"They wanted to get rich overnight but they died all at once. The old sailor said.

"The retribution of sin is death. Sean said.

"Yes. He said sorry again and walked into the engine room.

Sean suddenly felt. Peter, himself, and almost everyone else reacted the same to the Bartys' deaths, and Sean later linked their deaths to drug trafficking. Now, again, they think it's about vaccines. But sometimes the first reaction, the instinctive response, is the right response. In any case, one thing that these three statements have in common is money.

Sean stood on the top deck and watched the green coastline of Sunny Isle fade into the distance. The sun is still high in the west, and the sun feels comfortable on the skin. He liked the voyage, the smell of the sea and even the movement of the boat.

After a while, Theresa stepped onto the deck, stared at the stern for a moment, and then turned her back against the railing.

"You guessed what Clinton would say," Sean said. ”；

Theresa nodded, "Because it's common sense, it's true, and it solves the problem of what we think Barty and his wife are capable of stealing deadly biological matter, and we think they're smuggling drugs." At this point she paused, and then said, "Mr. and Mrs. Barty stole something, well, something that could make money." Money, money is the motive. ”；

Sean was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm a little obsessed with plague and drugs, we never thought about vaccines, antibiotics, virus antibodies, and so on, and that's what the scientists on Sunshine Isle studied, and what the Bartys stole from. Hey!" Sean finally smiled sarcastically. And then he said, "Yes." Now everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. Fear, hysteria, there will be no national emergency. I thought we were all sick with something. ”；

Theresa and Sean looked at each other for a few seconds and said, "That's obviously lying." ”；

"Yes, it's a pretty clever lie. This lie frees Sunshine Island and the federal government, while at the same time they can avoid media attention and leave us to deal with the case quietly. You, me, and the local police were put aside in this case, and the investigation of Sunny Island was put aside. Sean said.

"Yes. But we have to solve this murder on our own. Theresa said, "What do you think of Eric?"

"He couldn't be better suited for his own job. Sean said.

Theresa asked again, "Did he lie?"

"Of course. Sean affirmed.

"And what about Clinton?" asked Theresa, frowning.

"I like him. Sean said, "Like a beef cow!".

"Did he lie?" asked Theresa

"Sprinkled, but not as natural as Eric. He was rehearsed, and he was given a teleprompter. Sean said with a smile.

Theresa nodded, and asked again, "Is he scared?";

"Nope. Sean replied briefly.

"Why?" Trisa was a little confused.

"Nothing made him feel terrible. 一qiē are all in the control zhì. Eric and Clinton have made a deal with the administration. Sean said. (To be continued) RQ

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