Anti-terrorism

Xu Hang left again, Xu Yilin was a little depressed.

It was agreed to go on a date... He had already figured out how to take advantage of Xu Hang's oil, but the sheep just flew away like this.

Xu Yilin was depressed and had no intention of working, but he soon had to devote himself to it, because what he didn't expect was that after the black sunflower's confidential list was announced, the pace of time suddenly became so fast that it was not enough, he had to reduce It takes one's own sleep time to fully digest this huge amount of information.

Many undercover agents went all out, got all the information they could get, and fled back to prepare to start a war. It has been half a month since Vincent took Roy away, during which time Xu Yilin and Vincent had no contact at all, so far So far, the biggest news I have obtained is the stronghold of the Black Sunflower - the undercover agent hidden in the organization sacrificed his life and sent back Vincent's geographic location, which was a small island in the Pacific Ocean. No one has ever explored this place, and the magnetic field around the island is completely shielded from radar, almost equivalent to an invisible island.

It has to be said that this provides an excellent geographical location for the annihilation plan, because in such an isolated place, even using destructive weapons will not have any impact on the residents on land.

The execution of some large-scale tasks still depends more on the timing. The possibility of deviation after everything is planned and then implemented is much greater than developing in a general direction. After multiple risk assessments, it has now been Judgment has become the best time.

The various troops began to put on armed alert, and it seemed that they planned to sink the island.

At the same time, the condition of the infected patients suddenly deteriorated severely, and those isolated patients became manic and aggressive. Although they were still far behind the real infected patients, this was already the time when they were about to be completely eliminated. A precursor to virus control.

Xu Yilin did not approve of rushing to launch an attack plan on the island. He has been observing the Dracula virus in those patients for the past few days. Uniform bias.Roy fell into Vincent's hands, and the virus in his body was bound to be restricted. Roy is the enemy of everyone, and even Vincent's goal was to find a way to restrict Roy. If Vincent really controlled Roy, then why are the virus spores in those patients resurrected in such a large number?

This is an extremely bad early warning, because it probably means that the virus in Roy's body is in an extremely active state, and he is about to complete his evolution, and Vincent has not controlled the man.

A large part of the reason why Vincent was relieved to take Roy away was because no one in this world knew more about the Dracula virus than him, but if even Vincent failed, then...

Human immune cells are finished.

There is no medicine that can cure Dracula, and there is no medicine that can prevent it. At least in a short period of time, the world will definitely fall into huge chaos, and many national systems will be completely paralyzed.

Xu Yilin originally thought that there was still more time to solve this matter, but now it really has reached the point where he can't wait.

Vincent might be on the island, but what about Roy?

Who can guarantee where he is now?

The status quo of Black Sunflower must have undergone earth-shaking changes after he left. Maybe he needs to be prepared to invade Black Sunflower's deep network system again, and at the same time send someone to investigate on the small island to understand the current situation more intuitively. In some cases, some problems have reached the point where it will not work without confirmation.

The gunshot wound on his leg hurt a bit, but Xu Yilin didn't care. His medicine jars were placed on the table without moving a single one.

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The city hospital is almost overcrowded these days. When the government made public the fact that the flu is actually a new deadly virus—Dracula caused it, the number of people who came to ask for medicine and check whether they were infected reached At the peak, the medical troops obtained special operations rights, and temporary observation stations were also set up in some streets and squares. The number of people queuing at each station has basically remained at a fairly high number, and has not decreased at all.

And the truth about the virus on the Internet began to spread slowly. The most widely circulated article was an article exposing the conspiracy. In the article, it was written that the deadly virus really existed, and it was the closest virus to the zombie virus. A terrorist organization created this virus more than ten years ago and wanted to use this virus to cleanse the world. This is a sign of the end.

There are many things involved in the article, both true and false. Some things are indeed true, but some things are fabricated by imagination and have no basis in reality. This is a post with the highest degree of recognition at present, from an American After the first post on the Twitter account, it was read and forwarded a lot. It is worth noting that the owner of the account never updated the tweet after that.

The isolation of infected people is in full swing. Although it has had a great impact on real life, the vast majority of people maintain an attitude of actively discussing but not actively participating in this matter.

One of the most obvious symptoms of virus infection is severe dehydration. Even if you have been drinking water, you will still feel thirsty and unbearable.People who do not have the symptoms described on the Internet still work normally, just like every topic hype, for them, this is just a more exciting entertainment for boring life.

People's awareness of fear of viruses is not strong. So far, no patients have died. After all, all SARS and hepatitis B have been successfully cured. Now that technology is so advanced, there is no disease that cannot be cured.

The afternoon sun made the living room warm and bright. Di Xiu was sitting on the small sofa, rubbing her belly, and looking at the daily photos of her and her husband on the phone. His husband Dong Yan is also a musician, so he can be called a A singer at the level of a king, started a tour after releasing a new album, and has reached the last stop.

The recent situation is not good, the flu has not healed for a long time, coupled with the early warning news issued by the country, large-scale events such as concerts with a large number of participants have basically been cancelled, and the [-] tickets for Dongyan's concert are all sold out , the countdown is only three days away from the start time, and a large number of fans have already rushed to live near the stadium, and there is no way to cancel it temporarily.

Although there were opposing voices in the local government trying to prevent the concert from proceeding, it was finally suppressed for some reason. This was the last large-scale concert after the warning was issued.

Di Xiu looked at the rehearsal photos sent by her husband a week ago, curled up on the sofa and giggled, Dong Yan was wearing a black casual suit, made a funny expression to the camera, and raised her hands above her head to make a distorted love heart .

Looking at this photo, Di Xiu began to worry again. At first she didn't think that this flu would evolve to this point. Like most people, she only thought it was an ordinary seasonal flu, but now This situation had to make people start to worry, especially the confirmed news from the experts made her even more disturbed. The deadly virus that spread this time - Dracula, has not found any way to cure it.

She was afraid that her husband would be infected with the virus in that kind of flow. After all, he is a singer, and wearing a mask at the concert will affect the quality of his singing to some extent, so his protective measures are worrying.

Di Xiu touched her slightly raised belly, and there were many complicated emotions brewing in her heart.At this time, the doorbell rang, and at the same time, her mobile phone also showed that a call had come in, and it was from her female accompanist, Xiao Chen.

After answering the call, Di Xiu said a few words of greeting, and Xiao Chen said that she was outside Di Xiu's house now.A few days ago, Di Xiu asked her to take the violin for maintenance. Now that the maintenance is over, she helps to send it over.

Getting up to open the door, Di Xiu saw that Xiao Chen, who was originally very energetic, had sunken eyes, cloudy bloodshot eyes, wearing a thick white mask, and holding a violin in his hand.

Frightened by the haggard appearance of the woman, Di Xiu bounced her whole body back and took a few steps back. The woman in front of her was too weak. It had been a while since she had seen her. She looked as if she had suffered from a serious illness that hadn't healed for several years. .

Xiao Chen's eyes were strange and puzzling. She stretched out her hand and handed the violin to Di Xiu. Di Xiu looked at her, hesitated and did not take it.

"Miss Di, your piano."

Xiao Chen's voice was hoarse and low, as if it had been yelled out. Di Xiu was awakened by the voice, she nodded and reached out to pick it up. When her fingers touched the shoulder straps, Xiao Chen grabbed her backhand. The hand was so strong that the nails seemed to be embedded in Di Xiu's flesh.

Di Xiu frowned and tried to free her hand, but Xiao Chen's grip was too tight, and the place where her wrist was held had already started to turn red due to the blocked blood flow.

"Relax, please? It hurts."

Little Chen Muna stared at Di Xiu's reddened hand, the blood flow was temporarily blocked at the place where it was held, and all of it accumulated under the skin, which made her swallow.

Di Xiu became frightened, and she began to struggle desperately. Before Xiao Chen could react, Di Xiu pulled her hand out. She closed the door tightly and locked all the locks.

Intuition told Di Xiu that Xiao Chen might have been infected... I still remember the last time I saw her, she had been drinking water.

Di Xiu was panting heavily, feeling extremely flustered. She sat on the ground leaning on the sliding door, and reached out to touch her slightly swollen belly. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Di Xiu was so frightened that she put her hands on the ground. Kneeling on the ground and crawling a few steps forward, when I turned around to look again, the knock on the door was getting louder and faster, as if someone from outside would break in the door in the next second.

Terrified by the weird atmosphere, Di Xiu's breathing became rapid, her face was full of fear, tears welled up in her eyes, she checked again that the door was closed, she rushed to the bedroom with her slippers on, and then Lock the door tightly.

Using the landline to dial Dong Yan's mobile phone, Di Xiu twisted the phone line nervously, and it took a long time to answer the phone. After the male voice spoke, Di Xiu's tears immediately fell.

"Husband, how's the situation over there? Is there anyone who seems to be infected with the virus?"

"What do you think?" The male voice was not as gentle as usual, and there seemed to be a little indifference in the middle.Sensitively aware of it, Di Xiu froze for a moment, then called out.

"husband?"

There was no response, and after a while, the phone was hung up directly.

Di Xiu looked at the microphone in a daze, and the uneasiness in her heart suddenly flooded up like a tide.

On the other end of the phone, Dong Yan watched the phone in his hand being taken by another woman, and the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly.

"An Qi, at least let me reply before hanging up."

"Don't you still need someone to call your husband?" An Qi's short hair was dyed black and curled, her lips were painted as red as fire, she was wearing a sexy suspender dress, and her legs were slender and well-proportioned in high heels.

"Don't be kidding, I'm not him, you know it clearly."

Dong Yan spoke Italian, reached out and gently pulled out the mobile phone from An Qi's hand.

"Even if you're not an idol, there are quite a lot of people who call you husband." An Qi lit a cigarette and sat on the table with her legs crossed. The black nail polish was very eye-catching.

"No, I generally don't allow them to call me husband. You know, that's against the rules. I won't be anyone's husband."

"Yes." An Qi took a puff of the cigarette and slowly exhaled it. The smoke lingered between her red lips like a hazy veil. "Because you just like being their master."

Dong Yan looked at his hand, that hand slowly changed from yellow skin to white skin, the knuckles and bones also changed, and finally became another hand.

He smiled, and the corners of his mouth curved just right. Although he changed his face, the feeling he expressed didn't change at all.