At four o'clock in the afternoon, the chief administrative officer of Yuyuan Road held an emergency meeting, and there were many people at the meeting, but there were very few people who spoke, because the incident was too sudden, and no one knew what to do. Restore the economy! Develop the economy! "The national focus? Or just treat it as a small probability event. This emergency meeting was synchronously transmitted to all administrative agencies that had reached a certain level in the entire Yuyuan Province through the network.

The meeting started for a long time before Wei Yilin rushed to Guzhou. There were already five or six people gathered in the conference room of the investigation room, all of them close to each other, and they rushed to the scene as soon as the wind came, but many more were still on their way or still lying in the ICU. The atmosphere in the conference room was as silent as on the screen, and Director Xuan sat silently at the head of the seat, looking at the officials who were speaking on the screen, his brows furrowed very tightly.

"What do you think should be done about this?" Director Xuan suddenly turned the swivel chair one hundred and eighty degrees, so that he was facing everyone and facing away from the projection screen, "Is it a high-probability event or a low-probability event?" ”

The people at the bottom looked at each other, just like the big people on the screen, none of them knew about the virus, and those who knew the virus were not on the invitation list.

Director Xuan seemed to have lost his patience and was about to order someone, when Wei Yilin, a "stunned young man", knocked on the door and entered. It just so happened that "the gun shot the first bird", and I saw Director Xuan clear his throat: "Yilin, tell me, what do you think about this?" ”

Wei Yilin was like being caught in the snow, half-bent over, raised his hand slightly, and his face was frozen in surprise. But Director Xuan didn't intend to let him go, because this matter was made by his subordinates, although it has been ascertained that the police and reporters were all done by the villagers, but in Director Xuan's opinion, if Qin Tianwu didn't do so much, he would have pestered Yao Qingxia, and this hot potato would not be able to be thrown into his hands.

Seeing that Director Xuan's eyes were getting hotter and hotter, Wei Yilin's underwear was also wet with cold sweat from his pores little by little, and in desperation, he had no choice but to whisper in a very unconfident tone: "This epidemiological matter, it is difficult for subordinates to make a conclusion, but subordinates think that no matter how big or small the probability, replenishing personnel is the first priority." ”

Although this remark did not leak water, it also won the approval of other people present, because although Guzhou is more than 4,000 miles away from Huanzhou, and there are only about 200 cases, the investigation room does not dare to slack off at all, arresting drug criminals, arresting blood worshippers, arresting smugglers, in short, everything that can be related to the spread of the blood of infected people, has been screened through. Originally, these were all daily tasks, and the manpower of the investigation room was enough to deal with them, but the problem was that when Jia Zhongquan went to Lianghe, he also seconded more than half of the staff. He is convenient, but in this way, the people left behind will suffer, not only will they not have holidays, but they will all be able to go up to three. This act of drinking water to quench thirst soon had serious adverse consequences - in the past three months, a total of 9 out of 20 people who were borrowed and left behind died in the line of duty, and 3 out of 60 people were injured in the line of duty! And all the field staff in the thirteen cities of Yuyuan combined, there are only one hundred and sixty people.

The word "Chuan" on Director Xuan's forehead can be regarded as "three points into the wood", because in his opinion, Wei Yilin's words are not only not constructive, but extremely destructive, because he reminds others of the fact that the establishment is almost collapsing. In this way, if he and others make any moves, the first thing others will say must be "lack of manpower". Although the violent organs are asking for "no conditions to create conditions", they are also asking them to create conditions, and it is estimated that it will not be long before all 160 people will be reimbursed, and when the time comes, if something really happens, they will really be helpless.

Equally helpless, there is the chief administrative officer on the screen, his forehead is already covered with beads of sweat, and the bureaucrats on both sides of the long table, after "fully understanding" the situation, unexpectedly unanimously choose to remain silent, even if they are called for advice, they can always give full play to the skills of the Golden Globe winner - it is "the brow is tightly knit and worried, and the advice can make Zhuge ashamed." Q: Do you have a good solution? There is more than enough to talk about. ”

An hour passed, and the Danse phone in front of the chief administrative officer rang, and everyone, including those in the venue and behind the screen, widened their eyes and used all their sensory cells to observe his expression.

The chief administrative officer's face became worse and worse, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all, and finally hung up the phone very politely, and after putting the microphone back in place, he whispered something, got up and left, but did not take two steps, but suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang", and the screen was in chaos. The people behind the screen also stood up, one taller than the other, and everyone wanted to figure out what was going on.

Director Xuan turned off the screen with the remote control, and muttered in his heart: Old slippery head.

"Hu Wuwu, tell me your opinions." Director Xuan pointed at people like drawing lots, his right hand flicking the Parker pen inappropriately, and although he had a notebook in front of him, he didn't open it, and he didn't seem to plan to take notes—or he didn't expect the group of Tai Chi masters in front of him to say something worthy of his memorization.

"Uh~uh~uh~" How do you know, as soon as his voice fell, Hu Wuwu seemed to be cursed, he was sick for no reason, and he was not lightly ill, his chest was like a vibrating phone, shaking at a high frequency, and the corners of his mouth were also foaming. The two people next to him hurriedly rushed over to help him, and they were about to send him out of the door of the conference room.

"Stop." Director Xuan suddenly shouted, "Don't try to slip away. Help him sit down! ”

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the two had no choice but to help Hu Wuwu back and "stuff" him back into the chair.

"Wei Yilin, you're dizzy too, aren't you?" Director Xuan "plugged" the golden pen on the table.

"Indeed...... It's a bit ......" Wei Yilin looked at Director Xuan timidly, covering his forehead with his left hand, even if he has Hu Wuwu's acting skills, it is not easy to do it now.

"Okay." Director Xuan stretched out his hand and took out a small folder from the briefcase on the side, "I see that you are all dizzy." Also, I haven't opened meat for so long, so go to the basement and I'll serve you a hundred and eight dishes! ”

"Don't, don't! Director, we're all right! Everyone begged for mercy and was in good spirits, and even Hu Wuwu, who was "very sick", raised his head lightly and wiped the white foam from the corners of his mouth.

"If you don't have that practice, don't act in that play." Director Xuan opened the folder and took out a small folder from inside, "Director Xu's warrant." The others immediately sat upright and pricked up the ear closest to Director Xuan, of course they knew how well-informed Director Xu was.

Director Xuan glanced at everyone, cleared his throat, and then said in a deep voice: "In the past, Fusang Kou was rampant, and there was a great tendency to wipe out the country and the species in Chixian County. Today, the disease is raging, and I hope that my younger brother and others will keep in mind the determination of the ancestors to carry the coffin out of the battle, and repair a suicide note to repay the country's aspirations. Don't forget the public because of selfishness, insult the spirit of your ancestors in the sky, and shame your wife and little family. Brother, benefit. ”

In the conference room, there was silence, no one spoke, if they were younger, they would definitely be attracted by this speech, but now, it is different, first, the infected person is not the Fusang Kou of the year, and second, this is not a difficult situation, but a strong man's difficulty.

"Director, if we continue to work at the previous intensity, we need six times as many people as we do now, or one person in charge of three blocks." A person who was more familiar with Yuyuan's situation spoke, "Unless the hometown defense regiment or the national police can gather some people for us." ”

"Let them evenen out some people? They're still asking for someone from me! Director Xuan waved his hand in annoyance, how could he not know about Yuyuan's situation? In fact, not only Yuyuan, but also the entire Chixian County.

"Forget it, this will be, let's wait for Commissioner Jia to come back." Director Xuan irritably stuffed the folders, notebooks, and pens on the table into his briefcase, and then moved his place - this seat did not really belong to him yet.

Lu Ziguang was quickly escorted back to Guzhou, and then put into a detention room closely monitored by the national police, and from this moment on, endless interrogations awaited him. The guards will do everything they can to keep him awake at all times, so as not to waste too much time on the interrogators. He is much more miserable than Song Jasmine.

"What else do you want me to do? I've said everything! And ask over and over again! It's annoying! At this moment, Lu Ziguang's hair is messy, his suit is torn, and the upbringing he held before is gone. In front of him, there were two people wearing gas masks, the one on the left was Jia Zhongquan, and the one on the right was Wei Yilin, who were the third group of people who were allowed to interrogate Lu Ziguang.

The suggestion of wearing a gas mask was made by Qin Tianwu, because he was the first to discover that Lu Ziguang and Meng Mu also had suspected symptoms, although there was no medical evidence to prove that what he said was true, but everyone still chose to listen to his advice - they were all past the age of heroes, and the existing position of power also made them lose the urge to take risks.

"Teacher, it's not like he's lying." Wei Yilin covered the cap of the pen, and on the interrogation table, there were two interrogation records left by the two groups of people, and the comparison of the three could confirm whether Lu Ziguang had anything to hide. The rhetoric of the three-point record is much the same, Lu Ziguang not only confessed to his superiors, but also to a small workshop of the Blood Worship Society, which is far away from the road and the location is remote, and it will take some time to investigate.

"Well, what the hell is going on here?"

"Airborne." In the past few months in Haoshan, Wei Yilin went to talk to Bai Yunlian whenever he had the opportunity, so he knew more about this virus, during which Bai Yunlian said more than once that fortunately, the virus could not be transmitted through the air. Wei Yilin also asked her, what if she could? He clearly remembered that Bai Yunlian's face turned white at that time, and the answer she gave was: It was even more terrifying than eight years ago. Because, eight years ago, the patient, did not bite.

"You can't talk nonsense." Jia Zhongquan leaned back in his chair and sighed, "I'm fifty-seven years old this year." "Listening to the tone, the teacher wants to keep safe, keep safe, who doesn't want to? But who can guarantee it?

"Wait, in four days, it'll be all understood." Wei Yilin has long been familiar with the onset cycle of serious diseases, "We have three suspected patients, and we can prove something." ”

How do you know, Jia Zhongquan suddenly raised his palms and denied: "No, there are more than three." ”

Wei Yilin was surprised: "Why? ”

"Yao's mother and Yao Qingxia, are you sure you haven't been in contact with others?" Jia Zhongquan's words were like a thunderbolt, waking up Wei Yilin, and also woke up those who were hiding next door to listen to the recording, "The people in that factory, are you sure they haven't been in contact with outsiders?" What kind of factory is there in the country? ”

There are too many uncertain things, too many, and every point is just a grapevine, and under the vine, there is a large bunch of grapes, in an instant, a sense of powerlessness, entrenched in the hearts of everyone, this is an exponential growth of numbers, one second, it is still a small ant, the next second, it is an elephant......