In less than ten minutes, a cleaning tent had been set up, and Jack had put on his protective suit with the help of the captain.

The airtight suit resembles a sci-fi spacesuit, with a square, rigid helmet with a long snorkel attached to the back that leads to a filter around the waist.

Jack swears he's definitely seen this style in some low-budget sci-fi films.

The soldiers' movements were quite swift, and soon, a barrier made of plastic sheeting was stored in the basement of the flower house and directly connected to the cleaning tent.

Jack enters the passage and reappears in front of Red.

"Open the door, let me get you out and take you to the hospital."

"No, I'll just stay here, I've been exposed to germs, maybe I'm infected now, it's better to stay inside and look for clues."

Rhett's righteous and awe-inspiring look almost didn't make Jack angry.

"Has the strain infected your brain? Inhaling too many anthrax spores will not save you even if you find the right antibiotic, and anthrax will attack the body by the toxins produced by the strain, not the strain itself. ”

"Once the strain has multiplied in your body to a certain amount, even if the antibiotic is effective, the toxin can still kill you."

"You are given two choices, one is for you to open the door yourself, and the other is for me to knock on the glass and forcibly bring you out with the possibility of germs leaking."

Seeing Jack's unkind expression, Red subconsciously shuddered, and then obediently opened the glass door.

"That body is Dr. Nichols, and I preliminarily judge that he was dead for at least two or three days, indicating that the person who carried out the attack was not him, and finding out who killed him may lead to finding the murderer who launched the attack."

"In addition, Dr. Nichols used to be a military researcher, so he should have taken insurance measures and left the corresponding 'antidote', but it may be very hidden"

Before Red could finish his words, he was caught by Jack, and after performing a healing operation, he handed it over to the soldiers behind him, who were also wearing protective suits.

"I'm better at on-site investigation than you, I'll go to the hospital honestly, and I'll take care of the rest of the rest."

With that, Jack closed the glass door and began to scrutinize the lab.

The laboratory is a typical biochemical laboratory setup, with centrifuges for separating samples, distillers, petri dishes, microscopes, etc.

Jack first examined the corpse on the ground, it was the skinny little old man he had seen in the video before, Dr. Nichols, typical of traumatic death, with a hole in his head, and the murder weapon was a stainless steel gas cylinder casually discarded.

Red was right, judging from the corpse, the doctor had been dead for at least three days, and since he was not the one who released the germs, it was most likely the one who killed him.

At this time, Hodchner's phone called, and Jack pinched his phone when he came in, and then was embarrassed to find that he couldn't unlock the touch screen with gloves on.

"Send me a communicator."

Jack took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and began to observe his surroundings, working in this high-risk environment for the first time, although wearing a protective suit, he was not afraid of being infected, but after all, it made people feel hairy.

Soon the soldier outside the door sent a communicator, and it was Hodgner on the other end of the line.

"Jack, what's going on inside?"

"Well, Dr. Nichols's body, as I judged with Red, was dead for more than three days."

"There are some cages next to the corpses, which are filled with dead animals, which are supposed to be used for live experiments, I can't tell the time of death of these animals for the time being, but it is estimated that the time of death is close to the time of the doctor's death."

"Someone must have had an argument with Dr. Nichols, accidentally broke a test tube containing anthrax spores during the fight, and fled in a hurry."

"Because this is a standard negative pressure biochemical laboratory, and it is underground, it did not cause anthrax leakage, which is why the military ignored it during the previous inspection."

Jack said as he continued to check.

"Some of the equipment is missing, the cabinet that should be containing the finished anthrax powder is empty, uh. There are two tables in the lab. ”

"The big table was messy, it looked like there was a lot of things missing, the laptop was gone, and only the power supply of an IBM computer remained."

"The small table is very neat, the documents on it are organized in an orderly manner, the handwriting is also different, and it records some basic experimental operation steps, as well as disinfection precautions, which is not a note that a senior researcher needs to make."

"So Nichols has an assistant or an apprentice?" Hodgner understood.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring in both Rossi and Garcia now."

"Jack, is Red alright? He just called me and said he wanted to leave a message for his mother. ”

Garcia's slightly weeping voice came over the communicator.

Everyone in the channel fell silent for a while, and Jack secretly rolled his eyes, this kid was still fearless before, and he began to leave his last words as soon as he turned around.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I won't let him have anything to do."

Then Rosie's voice came over the channel, "Jack, Emily and I are still in Nichols' office, we just checked with the person in charge. ”

"Nichols has a very high status here, he is in charge of his own projects independently, he basically does not intersect with the other researchers here, and he does not take students."

"His main research project here is cold viruses, that's about it, we'll get out of here now and come and meet you."

Jack hurriedly stopped, "Uh, there's no need, it's not a big place here, one or two people are enough, what I need now is an expert who is proficient in biochemical laboratory equipment." ”

"Dr. Kimura has arrived, and she's wearing her hazmat suit." Hodchner said.

"What else do we need to do?"

"Not yet." Jack felt that the atmosphere was too oppressive, and paused to add.

"Rhett is going to strip naked when he cleans, right? Didn't anyone go take a picture? In the future, if he wants to show off those difficult knowledge in front of us, we will have countermeasures. ”

"Jack, you should know that when you take off your protective suit and come out, you'll have to go through this process, right?" Hodchner didn't have a good airway.

"When I didn't say it."

As he spoke, Dr. Kimura, dressed in a hazmat suit, entered the lab.

"Hi Jack, how can I help?"

Jack handed over the pile of documents in his hand, "I don't understand these notes, please do a simple analysis, we need to determine the identity of Nichols's assistant or student." ”

While Dr. Kimura quickly flipped through the notes, Jack was not idle, he needed to find the most critical 'antidote', although Red was sure that he would be fine, but there were still several victims in the hospital who were struggling with death.

(End of chapter)