The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

"Now I know why you asked me about repairing the car." Cheng Hao, whose forehead was hit red by the airbag, staggered out of the car and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the smoke coming out of the front of the Saab.

Jack wasn't feeling well either. He shook his dizzy head, held onto the car door and looked at the upside-down Mercedes-Benz G-Class at the bottom of the slope. Fortunately, the Saab was borrowed this time, so he didn't feel bad at all if it was damaged.

Karen had already gotten out of the car and slid down the hillside. He was now lying on the ground looking into the car. The other people quickly surrounded him with guns in hand.

"Is Comescu in there?" Danny asked, leaning forward.

"No, there's only the driver inside." Karen grabbed the collar of the unconscious driver and dragged him out of the car window. "He must have jumped out of the car and ran away near the warehouse area."

"I think he's up there." Jack, standing on a high place, pointed to a small black dot on the sea in the distance. It was a speedboat, which was heading towards Oahu Island and it was obvious that it could no longer be caught up.

"We've all been fooled." Kono kicked the ground unhappily, sending some gravel flying.

Jack opened the trunk of the Suburban and took out a mask and gloves. "Guys, we have more important things to do."

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Leaving Kono on the gravel beach to guard the unconscious driver while waiting for HPD and the ambulance, everyone returned to the warehouse where a hole was previously created.

After confirming that there was no movement inside, everyone put on masks and gloves and carefully passed through the damaged iron wall.

"What the hell is this place?" Danny muttered to himself as he looked at the scene in front of him that looked like something out of a third-rate science fiction movie.

In the middle of the warehouse was a fully enclosed hut built with an aluminum alloy frame and frosted glass. It was divided into two rooms, inside and outside, separated by an airtight door in the middle, and only a transparent plastic curtain hung outside.

There were yellow bellows as thick as a person hanging around the cabin in a mess, and the air filter connected to the other end of the bellows was still buzzing.

"It looks like a simple virus laboratory." Karen pushed aside the plastic curtain at the door and walked in. There were several metal tables at the entrance, on which were all kinds of experimental instruments and equipment such as measuring cups, test tubes, and electron microscopes.

".and isolation wards."

Jack, who was following behind, could vaguely see the bed and life monitor in the inner room through the airtight door in the middle. However, the single electronic alarm sound coming from inside made people feel something was wrong, as that was the sound of heart stopping.

"You guys are just like that?" Danny spread his hands, made the sign of a cross on his chest and followed reluctantly as he watched everyone file in.

"If you don't want to miss the next action because of quarantine, it's best not to touch anything. We are already a step too late."

Jack, who was following behind Karen, grabbed his arm, stopping him from trying to open the airtight door, and turned to point at the monitor screen on the table in the outer laboratory.

"There are no living people inside. It's best to wait for the CDC to deal with it."

Hearing Jack say this, Danny carefully moved closer to the screen and took a look. His expression suddenly became extremely ugly. "The three missing people are all inside. They have all been injected with smallpox."

There were four beds in the isolation ward inside the airtight door, three of which contained corpses with their hands and feet bound, their exposed skin covered with blisters caused by smallpox.

"But it wasn't smallpox that killed them." Hannah, who was standing next to him, no longer had the heart to argue with him.

The real cause of death of the three people can be clearly seen on the monitor screen. All of them were shot in the head, and the blood splattered on the white sheets had turned black.

Karen's voice was a little hoarse, and contained uncontrollable anger, "Comescu executed them."

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"Seeing this scene made me glad that I was left on the beach." Kono crossed her arms and watched the five men awkwardly getting dressed in front of her.

The CDC set up a plastic tent outside the warehouse as a temporary disinfection room, and everyone who entered the makeshift virus laboratory had to strip naked and take a shower inside.

Fortunately, they had already changed into shorts when Kono came over, otherwise it would have been a big loss.

"This kind of program usually costs money." Jack fought back with the spirit that as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Kono whistled at him. "This is Hawaii. Look around on the beach. If you're willing to dance a bit, I can even give you a $5 tip."

"I will have a good talk with my uncle and aunt about this matter, cousin." Cheng Hao's words made Kono pale.

At this time, the forensic doctor Max, dressed like an astronaut again, also walked out of the plastic tent. After taking off his helmet, he still spoke in the same tone without any fluctuations in his tone.

"I found several smallpox virus samples, but these are definitely not all of them. Someone took away some of the sealed vials. I can't determine the exact number for now."

The expressions of several people became serious again. Kono frowned, "But we didn't find the virus in Comescu's car. He must have taken it away."

Jack looked at the simple laboratory in the warehouse and said, "The equipment inside doesn't look like it's used for simple virus replication and effect demonstration. I even saw a radioactive source mark on a lead barrel.

The Romanian mafia should not have the professional level to operate those professional instruments, let alone use radioactive sources. Someone is inducing and improving those smallpox viruses. "

Forensic doctor Max nodded in agreement.

"I agree with your judgment. There is a very professional person who has at least one or two doctoral degrees in medicine and biology involved. The CDC and I have found a lot of surveillance videos.

This professional recorded his experimental process, but all of this evidence needs to be sent to the CDC laboratory and disinfected before further analysis."

"OK, Kono, you and Max go to the CDC laboratory together. I hope the video has captured that 'Frankenstein'." Danny rubbed his arm with a lingering fear on his face.

Karen and his partner looked at each other, "Hannah and I want to investigate potential buyers of the smallpox virus and compare it with the passenger lists of recent flights arriving in Hawaii."

"I'll go with you. I have some connections at the TSA (Transportation Security Administration)." Cheng Hao volunteered.

Danny nodded that it was okay, then looked at Jack, "Jack and I will go to the hospital and see if we can get Comescu's driver to talk."

"Go to the hospital?" Jack hesitated. "This kind of guy won't talk that easily. Can we take him out of the hospital and interrogate him alone? I don't think his injuries are serious."

"No, no, no, there's no need for that. I have an idea that should work." Danny smiled confidently.