The protagonist's aura has expired [Quick Transmigration]

"As of today, the number of flu cases across the country continues to increase, the number of patients in City Y has increased, and the medical system has entered a stage of tension..."

"The port and aviation of S City are completely blocked, and the economy of our country will continue to be affected..."

"The blockade of City S is temporary. Please don't panic, wash your hands frequently and avoid going out..."

The news was broadcast on the TV. Song Zimo was sitting in the waiting room, waiting patiently. On the way here, he had already noticed that something was wrong. The people became more and more panicked. No matter how the government blocked the restrictions, photos and videos were still spreading wildly on the Internet. The existence of zombies Societal fears exploded.Today, the communication wireless network in City S has been cut off, but even so, information still flows out.

He fumbled for his mobile phone and looked up at the clock. Why hasn't his father come yet? Is the laboratory so busy... The staff outside the door, coming and going, seem very busy, and everyone has forgotten him, which makes him restless .

About half an hour later, there was finally a sound outside the door. However, the person who entered was not Song's father, but a man in military uniform. Song Zimo did not know him.

"Are you the son of Professor Song?" The soldier came in and sat down, starting to write the registration report.

"Yes, where is my dad? Is he busy?" Song Zimo was nervous.

The soldier glanced at him, then moved his eyes to his calf, "You are injured, and you came from City S," he said while recording.

"Wait." No matter how stupid Song Zimo was, he could sense something was wrong, and he immediately retorted, "I'm not from S city, where is my dad? I want to see him."

"Little classmate, you don't have to lie. The country knows your life records and student status files, and you can't hide where you came from." The soldier seemed to comfort him, but his eyes were cold. "We will arrange for Professor Song to meet you." , After all, you are father and son, so don't worry."

Oops, Song Zimo forced himself to calm down, "Then when can I see him?" He escaped from the dead, but was interrogated by the state, didn't his father know?

"I can do it right away. After all, Professor Song is an important scientific researcher, we always have to investigate," the soldier finished recording and left with the report.

Did he worry too much?

His body was wounded, and he escaped from the isolation area, so it was not good no matter how you looked at it.But he was not infected!Absolutely not!

He had his temperature taken when he entered the research institute, and now he is quarantined for half an hour. After the soldiers leave, medical staff come in to take his temperature. It is so difficult to see his father.

After the inspectors left, Father Song appeared not long after. Seeing this, Song Zimo felt a little relieved, "Dad, I'm not infected."

"I know," Father Song took off his glasses, feeling a little tired, "but the situation is getting worse and worse. There are not only viruses but also unknown alien creatures. To be honest, the evacuation plan has been issued."

"Evacuation plan?" Song Zimo frowned, "Where to evacuate? Shall we all go?" He knew the importance of his parents' identities, and the national evacuation would definitely bring them with him, so he was not too worried.

"The country sealed off Island H in advance. In order to prevent people from bringing the virus into it, the epidemic prevention level is set very high." Father Song looked at his youngest son and said, "This is the trouble. Although you came over smoothly, you were injured."

"You mean I can't go up?" Song Zimo was not stupid, and immediately understood what his father meant, "Dad, you should have a way, I escaped with great difficulty... You don't send anyone to save me, this injury was caused by the guards !"

"Calm down, the evacuation has started in the past two days. Your mother and I are the first batch of evacuees, and we will probably leave at night."

"Where's brother? He's going with you?" Song Zimo couldn't accept it. What is this? They only took one of their two sons? "What am I? Don't call me here in the first place."

"Shut up!" Father Song got up and looked down at him, "I didn't expect you to be so useless. Now that the military has so many eyes, I'm just a researcher and I can force you to go there? Your brother is already a member of the Institute of Biology and Bacteria. You don’t need me to take him with you to get a place, in this case you have to stay in isolation for more than ten days, and you can only go up after that.”

"Ten days?" Song Zimo was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent. Which father and son talked like strangers, let alone comfort, it was enough not to be scolded and humiliated.That's right, they have been busy since they were born, and they don't necessarily see each other all year round, fearing that their assistants are closer than themselves, "What if T City falls in ten days' time?"

"Will not."

"No!?" Song Zimo couldn't hold back his tears. He stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "You should know, those spider-like creatures, with such lethality, can the guarding army be able to prevent them? If they can , you will escape so fast!"

"Song Zimo! Then what do you want? Tell me?" Father Song said angrily.

He begged, "Dad, don't leave me alone, you are all gone, what am I? Am I really your son?"

Father Song was given a headache by him, "I can't communicate with you," he slammed the door and left.

This is his father?

Song Zimo smiled desolately, that man just paid for a sperm, he hadn’t seen it for more than ten years, it’s strange to have feelings, even when he called his father, he felt extremely awkward, "Ha ha," I don’t know why I couldn’t restrain myself Hold back the tears.

Not long after, the door opened again, and it was Song Zimo's mother who came in this time, "Zimo, don't cry."

Song's mother hugged her youngest son, Song Zimo was stunned, choked up and unable to speak, "Mom, mom!"

"Don't cry, mom knows you're suffering." Song's mother let go of her son and wiped his tears. "You're so old, mom is really too busy to watch you properly." I haven't seen each other for many years, and the relationship can't be said to be deep.

After Song Zimo cried, he felt a little uncomfortable, and silently let go of Song's mother, "Dad told me to stay in isolation, but it will take more than ten days."

"Are you afraid it's not safe?" Song's mother saw his concerns and quickly comforted her son, "Zimo, don't worry, the country's evacuation will not be completed in a day or two. I have asked that the army will be stationed here. Fang also needs to evacuate supplies, which will take time, and after more than ten days, when your quarantine period is over, you just come with them."

"Will the military be stationed all the time?"

"Of course, before the important supplies are evacuated, the army will be stationed. Even if the infection comes, T City is the safest. Besides, many people have not had the opportunity to evacuate. You are injured, otherwise you can follow us today," Mother Song Patting his head, "Anyway, it will take ten days, soon, it will be better than ordinary people outside."

"Yes," it was indeed better than ordinary people, but Song Zimo thought of Lin Yun inexplicably.

Song's mother smiled. Most of Song Zimo's handsomeness was inherited from her, so she is naturally a rare beauty, "Don't worry, I'm also a researcher, so I'll help you take care of everything. Don't quarrel with your father in the future. You make him unhappy. It doesn't do you any good."

"Well, I know," Song Zimo nodded, and then asked, "Where is brother? He also entered the research institute?"

The Song family has two sons. The eldest son, Song Ziyu, went to university at the age of 14. He graduated from graduate school at the age of 23. He was transferred to work with Song's father the year before last. He is a real genius.

"Yes, Ziyu has been smart since he was a child, and your father is very reassuring about him."

"I see," this family might be better off without him. With such a brother, and the need for him to exist, even my mother looked proud when talking about my brother.

The mother and son wanted to talk for a while, but they were interrupted by someone who came in from outside.

"Ms. Feng, the time is up, we are going to take him to the quarantine area," said the soldier who had just recorded him.

"Oh, yes," Mother Song nodded to her son, then got up.

The soldier was still very polite to her, and after she left, he said to Song Zimo, "Get up, I'll take you there."

Song Zimo pursed his lips, got up and walked out of the room with others, and then was taken to the room on the first floor, but it was very simple here, with nothing but chairs, "Isolated here?"

"Of course not," the soldier pushed the man in, and said, "We need to search the body."

"Why search!" Song Zimo turned his head, his expression resisted, but the soldier didn't give him a chance to resist, directly held him down, and took away the only mobile phone on his body.

He suddenly became anxious, "Hey! Return it to me! What do you want, my parents are national researchers."

"I know, but this is a rule, an order, and even if Professor Song is here, he must abide by it." The soldier forcefully took away the phone, without leaving it for a moment, and directly closed the door and left.

"Crack," the sound of locking.

Song Zimo rushed forward and knocked on the door frantically, "Wait! Why did you lock the door, come back to me!" Is this locking him up?Why, an unknown premonition welled up in my heart.