Crisis Management Game

“Buzz——!”

A deafening whistle instantly woke Gu Ji up.

"Huh..."

He opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for air. His pupils were black and white, and under the stimulation of the sun, traces of blood appeared.

"Mio Ito, it's her..."

Gu Ji chewed every word.

Unexpectedly, a girl next door who is always gentle and kind, cute and sweet, would actually have such a terrifying and vicious expression.

No wonder ordinary people are afraid of viruses, blood and dead bodies, but this girl is not only indifferent, but also extremely excited and excited. Previously, she was even proficient in saying the English scientific names of fusidic acid cream and clindamycin gel. It turns out they are A graduate student on the subject of virulent viruses.

The Microbiology Laboratory of Hokkaido University is one of Japan's top virology academic institutes. It has a long history of researching influenza, as well as various pestiviruses, hemorrhagic fever viruses and other topics, from ecology to pathogenicity. Extensive research.

Mio Ito concealed her education and experience from the beginning.

She is the real mastermind behind this bioterrorist attack on a cruise ship!

Gu Ji did not continue to study in detail. He raised his wrist to confirm the time, quickly stood up and left the room. At the same time, he took out the phone from his pocket, squinted slightly, and seemed to be recalling carefully: "090653..."

He dialed a number based on the numbers in his memory.

After a delay of about two or three seconds, the sound of being connected came from the receiver. Gu Ji spoke calmly and got straight to the point: "Minister of the Japanese Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare: Tamura Katsunobu, right?"

"Who are you?"

A low and hoarse middle-aged man's voice came out, his tone full of caution and tentativeness.

"I am Jiang Na. I have definite information. The Platinum Star cruise ship located in Yokohama port is suffering from a bioterrorist attack. The main culprits are Mio Ito and Ishiguro Ichinose. My strength is limited, and I need you to stop the cruise ship immediately. Immediately dispatch the quarantine station and the Infectious Disease Crisis Management Agency to seal off the cruise ship and completely eliminate it!"

"Who the hell are you? Why do you have my personal number!"

Tamura Katsunobu did not continue, but his tone suddenly turned hard and he asked.

It must be said that as the most powerful person in the national health system, he is serious and full of momentum.

But Gu Ji didn't show any timidity at all, and his tone was even colder: "If you don't believe it, just wait to collect the bodies of everyone on the ship and take the blame and resign! Dududu..."

That's right, he hung up the phone right away.

Judging from the several encounters he had with Tamura Katsunobu in the last round, this person is cautious and suspicious, and likes to conduct in-depth investigations, so he released the key figure "Mio Ito". As long as Tamura sends someone to ask, naturally You will be able to judge the authenticity and seriousness of the matter!

[The crisis begins! 】

[Please select your initial reward. 】

[Immunity Improvement (Small)] or [Fighting Specialization (Small)]

The cruise ship left the port, and Mio Ito should also have entered.

Gu Ji raised his wrist again to confirm the time, narrowed his eyelids, and chose reward two.

In an instant, he regained the feeling he had when he first played the Ryder Airport level, with many more fighting moves and experiences in his mind.

[New goal: Don’t be infected by the virus within three days! 】

He turned around and entered the fire escape next to him, and arrived at the infirmary on the second deck.

The young nurse sitting at the guidance desk at the door immediately stood up and said, "Madam, what help do you need?"

"I want a medical protective kit!"

Before the nurse could speak, Gu Ji dropped a few yen and went straight to the warehouse where medical supplies were stored. He took out a yellow package of medical protective supplies and tore it open.

"Hey! Madam, you can't break in like this..."

Gu Ji quickly put on his gloves and protective clothing, tied his hair into a ponytail, tightened the brim of his hat and left, leaving only the little nurse with a confused look on her face.

Soon, when he arrived at the door of the cruise ship's catering kitchen, he happened to see Nakamura Hiro in a brown hat walking out of it with the chubby Shida talking and laughing, licking his fingers with unfinished content.

It wasn't until he bumped into Gu Ji who was wearing white protective clothing that he shivered and quickly wiped his mouth.

"Hey! Who are you? This is the back kitchen of the cruise ship. Outsiders are not allowed to come in casually!"

Manager Shida put away his smile and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"You secretly leaked ingredients to other tourists. Do you need me to report it to Manager Morita and the Quality Supervision and Management Association? Get out of the way!"

Gu Ji's tone was cold and hard.

Shida was so frightened that he was a little flustered: "You...are you from the Quality Supervision Association?"

Nakamura Hiro, who was on the side, was afraid of causing trouble for his friend, so he hurriedly took out a wad of bills from his pocket: "Little... miss, please give me some thought, I'm just greedy, not as strict as you said..."

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, he was so frightened by the cold light in Gu Ji's eyes that he choked back his words.

In this way, Gu Ji successfully entered the kitchen.

His eyes quickly scanned the entire kitchen, and finally stopped on the black-haired young man who was slicing sashimi on the chopping board.

Gloves, mask, cover tightly.

It’s none other than Ishiguro Kazase!

"Hey!"

"What's going on?"

…

Several chefs in the back kitchen naturally noticed Gu Ji, one pushed the other and looked at him curiously.

Ishiguro Kazase, who was working at his desk, also noticed something was wrong. When he looked up, he suddenly found Gu Ji walking straight towards him, wearing protective clothing, medical gloves, and standard quarantine personnel attire.

His eyes changed several times, and his expression became more and more panicked. Perhaps he thought that his plan had been exposed, so he suddenly picked up the knife in his hand and stabbed it: "Oh, Sinai (go to hell)!"

"ah--!"

"Ishiguro!"

…

The expressions of the chefs changed suddenly. They never expected that Ishiguro would suddenly attack and kill people. They were all frightened, sweating profusely, and their legs were weak!

But Gu Ji just had a cold expression on his face, snorted coldly from his nose, stepped forward with his hind feet and accelerated, instantly lifted his front feet off the ground, twisted his waist and hips, and buckled his toes in. The rough force came from the psoas major, rectus femoris, tibialis anterior, Throwing it all the way to the sole of the shoe, he suddenly kicked the inner joint of Ishiguro Izuse's right knee!

The legs are no bigger than the elbows!

Police grappling: step forward and kick sideways!

boom!

A muffled sound exploded, and Ishiguro Ichinose screamed immediately. It seemed that his knee joint was kicked, and his whole body fell forward. However, Gu Ji seized the opportunity in an instant, opened the tiger claws of his hands, locked the wrist holding the knife, and twisted upward with force twist.

Bang! His wrist hurt, the knife fell down with a sound, and was kicked away by Gu Ji!

"Hold him down!"

It wasn't until he shouted that the chefs finally reacted and hurried over to help. Three or five people locked Ishiguro's wrists and thighs.

"Hanase (let me go)!"

Gu Ji ignored Ishiguro's angry scolding, turned around and asked, "Did you see the white incubator he was carrying?"

Hearing these words, Ishiguro Kazase was stunned for a moment.

A tall bald chef thought for a moment, "I...I remember it was in a cold storage!"

Arriving at the cold storage, Gu Ji quickly found the white incubator among all kinds of meat and seafood, and opened it gently, revealing dozens of transparent plastic tubes.

The chefs all stretched their necks to peek, some not knowing what was happening.

But the next words frightened them so much that they changed their minds on the spot: "Seal down the kitchen immediately, everyone stay where they are and don't move. There is a virulent virus spreading on the cruise ship!"

"This...how could this happen..."

Just when Manager Shida was choked by fear and unable to speak.

The phone call came unexpectedly.

It’s Tamura Katsunobu.

"who are you?"

"Did you find the problem?"

"I'm on my way to the temporary crisis management team. Why did you... call me!"

There seemed to be a loud noise on the other side. In the middle of Tamura Katsunobu's words, another man suddenly snatched the phone away:

"I am the leader of Japan's domestic anti-terrorism intelligence collection team: Takeshi Watanabe. None of Japan's four major intelligence organizations have found out, including the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office, the National Defense Agency's Intelligence Headquarters, the National Police Agency's Intelligence and Communications Bureau, and our domestic anti-terrorism collection team. The clues were actually intercepted in advance by an ordinary foreign nurse at Tokyo Kosei Takeda Hospital."

"Excuse me, who is behind you?"

In the last sentence, Takeshi Watanabe was particularly emphatic, giving him a "never give up until he speaks out" aura. However, in terms of honorifics, he was at least more polite than the director of the Crisis Management Center in the previous round.

Click!

Gu Ji closed the lid of the virus incubator, and a look of fierce determination appeared on his thin and pale face:

"Code name: 7472!"

Little Dazhang, it’s time to go out and sing your voice, there will be more tonight!