Their light and shadow disappeared halfway up the mountainside, leaving me stunned and unable to think for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What happened? Why did the villagers of Wangxing Village gather to storm the astronomical observatory? An evil thought crawled out of the cold corner like a snake, and reminded me of what the commander had said before, about the reason why the technology university did not investigate this matter deeply.

Could it be that Cen Xiao really did something unspeakable here?

But I'm not going to convict her of any charges like that. I took out all the cases about her in my mind, put them together, and laid them out in front of me: she had a background in studying abroad, and it was obvious that some villagers didn't like her, and she and Sun Bo were trying to study the "infectious disease" in Wangxing Village. Aside from the strong opposition from these dozen or so people, I don't see any bad intentions on her part.

But I know that in the end, I still need to analyze every bit of her behavior, study every detail of her, and wait until I understand what this "contagion" is.

Now I feel the need to dig into what is in Dr. Xing's recorder. There was so much information in front of me that I needed to know what was going on in Wangxing Village, and maybe there would be a record of the group chaos in his recording.

But again, I don't have the necessary conditions and tools to check the electronic equipment, and even if the voice recorder still has electricity, it is possible to turn it on and turn it on somewhere, and then burn the entire electronic component, and sometimes the whole thing can never be saved.

At this point, I need to make a decision: take the risk of trying to open Dr. Xing's recording, and maybe I can learn more details about Yu Wangxing Village, or do I save it until I go back and hand it over to the headquarters for processing?

I glanced at the small hillside not far away, the Wangxing Village Observatory stood on the top of the mountain, the place I didn't dare to approach for the time being, and cursed "damn" in my heart, and took out Xing Shiming's voice recorder from my bag.

A small voice recorder, long in shape, not as long as my palm. I turned it over and looked at it upside down, and it was with a battery. Luckily, I've been sitting it in a dry bag for a while now, and now I'm leaving the back cover open. Fortunately, the battery has not leaked, so I carefully pulled out the two batteries and put them in the evidence bag, and then replaced them with two new batteries (I always bring various batteries and charging equipment with me when I go out on a mission, after all, in the current high-tech era, no power will bring a lot of problems. ）

Everything was ready, and I fooled myself into blowing it for a long time, fantasizing about being able to dry out some of the moisture that existed in the circuit. Then I took a deep breath, stared at the recorder in my hand, and pressed the on/off button.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The small LCD screen of the voice recorder lit up with a blue light, showing the line "Welcome to the XX brand digital voice recorder". I can't help but sigh that the electronics of a decade ago had these big buttons, but now they are all touchscreens.

I waited for a while, and the interface finally switched to the first page of the catalog. Looking at the list of recordings, I found that the earliest recordings were at the end of October, and I guess it was probably bought specifically for the matter I'm investigating right now.

I tuned into the first recording file and pressed play.

After a burst of buttons and fiddling noises, I heard Dr. Xing's familiar voice: "Hey, is this how it works?" Hey, hey? Then the recording was cut off.

The second recording was a little longer, and I pressed play with the "you might as well listen" format.

"Hey, hey?" Then there was silence, "This is... Uh, Xing Shiming. It's November 14, 2016. I've been here lately... In Wangxing Village, there are some infectious diseases that may be flu. He continued, not yet accustomed to speaking into an electronic device: "This... Several patients have symptoms such as rashes, nosebleeds, headaches, and chest tightness on the arms or hands. I don't have a fever for the time being, so I'm not sure..."

"The comrades from the CDC have already been here, ah, brought some samples back for testing." Then I heard him whisper, "It's a pity that I cut that little cub halfway..."

"And then what about me, I've also recently had symptoms of rashes and nosebleeds. I noticed that this nosebleed was lighter in color, not like a normal nosebleed, but a bit like arterial blood... It's even a little brighter. ”

And so ended the second recording, I switched the playback option to Burst, and let it continue:

"On November 16, 2016, I woke up this morning with a severe headache. I felt dizzy, lacking energy, and had nosebleeds. ”

November 16, 2016. Good... I had just gone to the toilet and found myself having symptoms of diarrhea and a slight amount of blood in my stool. But I don't think these have anything to do with this symptom, probably because I've been too tired lately. ”

I heard a long sigh, and then I heard Dr. Xing continue: "I will continue to pay attention to the situation of the people in the village, and record my condition, and maybe I can use it as research material for the comrades of the CDC in the future... I haven't gotten the previous lab report yet, so maybe I should call Mr. Sun and ask if something is wrong. ”

"On November 17, 2016, it was still the same as before. The headache seems to be getting better, or I'm numb. I didn't have any fever, but the rash on my hand never went away. Actually, I took a closer look, and this one doesn't look like a rash... It's a bit like a blister from a burn. I looked up the book and it was possible that it was blistered eczema. Later, I will try a recipe to clear away heat and detoxify. Then there was a pause.

I saw that the time of the recording was still walking little by little, and although it was almost near the end, there was still a little distance. Maybe he was just thinking about what to say next, and I could hear the faint sound of breathing.

"Oh, well, it says that the medicine you take should also be recorded for later reference. Okay, that... Geranium seeds, soil poria cocos, white fresh skin, parsnip, well, and cicadas. These are all drugs that clear dampness and blood poison. ”

"On November 18, 2016, today I went to see a patient... But she seems to be missing. Her previous symptoms were more severe, with nosebleeds, blurred vision and other symptoms, sometimes good and sometimes bad. It may be because of the older age that it seems to be worse than the symptoms of several other patients. Dr. Xing's deep voice was cloudy, "I feel the same feeling today as a few days ago, the headache is much better, and the rash has gradually subsided, but I still feel very tired, irritable and irritable. Maybe it's hard for people to suppress their emotions when they're sick...", he seemed to mean something, "Oh, I've got the report." It doesn't seem that there is any difficulty, but Mr. Sun doesn't feel the need to send it to me. ”

It seems that he may have met Cen Xiao and "Mr. Potato" in the village who were collecting samples together. Thinking of the fact that he had finally moved the people from the CDC before, there was a look of certainty in his tone, and it was not difficult to understand why Dr. Xing felt extremely resentful and lost at this time.

The voice recorder automatically played to the next paragraph, and I heard something that shocked me...