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

The Ford F150 and Camaro flashed their police lights and sirens all the way, and it took them less than 15 minutes to reach a residential area, which had been completely blocked by HPD police cars.

Where there was usually only one cordon, there were now three. The innermost layer of tape was a frightening red. Three police cars were parked side by side at a time, completely blocking all intersections.

All the police officers were standing outside the first two layers of cordon. Most of them had no idea what was going on. They looked at a house that was completely wrapped in transparent plastic sheeting nervously and whispered to each other.

Danny led everyone to the last blockade line and went to find someone to find out the situation. When he came back, the expression on his face became even uglier.

"What exactly happened? The police officer outside said that this was just an ordinary family case at the beginning." Kono also walked around outside, but obviously did not get any valuable information.

"Other than waking up and finding yourself a foot shorter, this is probably the most terrifying nightmare I've ever heard of." Danny, who is only 165cm tall, is quite good at making fun of himself.

"The wife called 911 and said her estranged husband was trying to break into the house. When the HPD officers arrived, he was bleeding on the front lawn and died. His body was covered with pustules similar to those on toad skin.

The CDC's initial diagnosis is hemorrhagic smallpox, and the governor just called me again, hoping that we can conduct the investigation as secretly as possible."

"A secret investigation?" Jack looked at the number of police officers around him. "I bet that by tomorrow morning, the news of the deadly virus will have spread all over the island."

"I thought smallpox had been declared extinct by the World Health Organization as early as last century." Perhaps because he had just left school, Kono's knowledge reserves were obviously the richest among the three people in front of him. This was also a reality.

When most people leave the learning stage, the "useless" knowledge in their memory that is not used in daily life will be slowly forgotten. Therefore, the phenomenon of people becoming more sophisticated as they age is more reflected in sociology rather than natural science.

Of course, most people have heard of smallpox, a deadly virus that is as famous as the "Black Death" plague. Many Chinese people mistakenly believe that the small scars on their arms are left after being vaccinated with the smallpox vaccine, or cowpox.

In fact, since the 80s, most Chinese people have not been vaccinated against smallpox, because as early as 1980, the WHO (World Health Organization) announced that the smallpox virus had been eradicated.

In 1981, China stopped vaccinating newborns against smallpox. The small scar on the arms of people born after that was actually left by the BCG vaccine. The full name of that thing is Attenuated Bovine Tuberculosis Bacillus Suspension, which is used to prevent tuberculosis.

"Then what does hemorrhagic smallpox mean? A military biological weapon?" Cheng Hao realized something was wrong as soon as he said this and quickly lowered his voice.

Jack also lowered his voice and answered, "Hemorrhagic smallpox is also called 'black smallpox'. The mortality rate of ordinary smallpox virus is 30%, while the mortality rate of hemorrhagic smallpox is 97%."

These words made everyone change color, and they subconsciously took two or three steps back.

"You don't need to be so scared. I have already completed the cleaning and disinfection."

A figure in a one-piece protective suit staggered in front of the few people, and took off his helmet with a "puff", revealing a round chubby face. He was also wearing black-rimmed square glasses that looked very silly.

His voice was almost flat, like a robot.

Jack raised his eyebrows slightly. This was another familiar face, Nakamura Hiroshi in the American TV series "Heroes" who could travel through time and space at will.

"Wow, Max, did you get this outfit from NASA? It looks so cool on you," Danny teased.

Nakamura Hiroshi. Uh, the young Asian man who should be called Max here didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Danny's tone, and bowed his head in a serious manner to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, I felt the same way, but this outfit makes me itchy all over."

Kono, who was still kind, couldn't bear to see this, so he took the initiative to introduce Jack, "This is Max Bergman, the medical examiner at the Honolulu Coroner's Office."

It would be better if his name wasn't Nakamura Hiroshi. Jack is not afraid of any superpowers. What he is afraid of is the plot line in the original "Hero" that becomes less and less convincing as time goes on. Almost everyone in it behaves as if they are given the aura of idiocy.

So he shook hands with Max, who had taken off his protective suit, in a friendly manner and asked, "Were you examining the body just now?"

The latter's face showed almost no emotion, and he nodded at him in a serious tone, "Before the CDC took the body away for cremation, I gave it a rough inspection."

"Cremation?" Kono was not surprised by the CDC's decisive handling of the body. He just asked with some concern, "But without the body, it means we have lost all the clues. What about the subsequent investigation?"

"Don't worry about that. I have collected blood and tissue samples, and taken a lot of photos." Max showed everyone his camera in a waterproof bag.

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After handing the scene over to the CDC, everyone took Max back to the "Five-O" office.

"This is the taste of my mother." Max held the noodles cooked in chicken soup by Jack and thanked him solemnly with a serious face, which made him feel a little amused.

"The photos have been processed." Kono looked distressed in front of the computer. "I hope you can still have a good appetite after seeing these photos."

A set of hair-raising photos, the kind that could make people with trypophobia faint on the spot, appeared on the big screen in the conference room.

"The deceased's name is Brian Palmer, he is 36 years old. He retired from the Army ten months ago. He had been stationed in Iraq before. After being diagnosed with PTSD, he has been living on allowances." Kono retrieved the deceased's identity information.

From the photos of the deceased before his death on the screen, it can be seen that he was an ordinary-looking white male, while in contrast are a set of corpse photos just taken by forensic pathologist Max.

The dark red bruises all over his body made it impossible to tell his original skin color. Even more terrifying were the countless blisters of varying sizes, some of which had already cracked and scabbed, but most of them were swollen yellow-green pustules.

The face, arms and even the insteps, all exposed skin were covered with these horrific pustules, making the deceased completely unrecognizable.

The only two people at the scene who remained calm were the forensic doctor Max and Jack, who was half a forensic doctor. Max's appetite was not even affected at all. He drank the noodle soup in one breath before patting his belly in satisfaction.

Danny looked distressed and signaled Kono to take down the photos of corpses immediately.

"As far as I know, soldiers stationed overseas will be injected with a lot of vaccines. Smallpox vaccine should be among them, right?" Cheng Hao asked.

Max wiped his mouth with a tissue and nodded, "But vaccines can become ineffective. Early studies once believed that the smallpox vaccine was effective for life, but subsequent studies have shown that depending on each person's physical condition, the effectiveness of the smallpox vaccine is generally around 3-5 years.

Then, over time, the protection will gradually decrease and eventually become completely ineffective.”

Danny scratched his head and made a stop gesture. He had just recovered from his nausea. "Shouldn't we really be discussing how this guy got infected with this virus that has been confirmed to be extinct?"