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Although Enoch was out of danger, he remained in a coma for unknown reasons.At first everyone thought it was just because he had lost too much blood, but after a lot of blood transfusions, until all his life indexes stabilized, he still didn't wake up, which made people feel uneasy.

But enough outlandish things have happened lately.

Standing outside the emergency room, Fushen watched those foreigners gathered together to discuss Enoch's matter for a long time. Later, several people from the research institute came, and one of them was Chu Mobai's old colleague in the research institute. He launched the discussion after a while, and came to God Fu and asked, "Sorry, can I ask you a question—"

"My brother's injuries should only be physical injuries. After the injury, we also paid attention to the way of handling. We didn't let other creatures and things that might infect the wound come into contact with him." As if he knew what he wanted to ask, Fu Shen directly replied, "So it's not a viral infection."

The experimenter's eyes flickered: "Ah, we're not so sure about this, it depends on the follow-up performance, if there is a fever later—"

"Maybe it's just that the immune system is repairing itself." Fushen stood up expressionlessly, and at the same time put his shoulder bag on his back, and he patted the sleepy chubby beside him, "Get up, Go back to sleep."

Seeing that Fushen probably couldn't get much other useful information, the researcher turned around and left angrily. Fushen and Xiaopang left the nursing home under the leadership of other staff, and got a temporary staff rest room. Taking a break: Only then did Fushen know that the middle-aged man they had contacted before was a colonel-level figure. After confirming that the so-called "black box is in my hands" was not a child's prank, he told Fushen that his The request was sent to the Chinese embassy, ​​and the embassy said that the country would immediately arrange for people with sufficient levels of power to fly directly to the United States to take over the matter.

All you need to do next is wait.

After Fushen returned to the rest room, he took a shower to wash away the blood that did not belong to him, the mud and sweat that rolled on his body, and then put a band-aid on the scars on his fingers caused by drawing the bow. After finishing it, he went back to the living room, kicked the chubby who was snoring loudly on the sofa, frowned and said, "Wash up before going to bed."

Xiaopang struggled to wake up, and saw the refreshing Fushen with his backpack on his back, bending over to put on his shoes, he was stunned: "Where are you going?"

"Enoch isn't awake yet," Fushen paused, "I'll go see him again."

"...Oh, he might have been infected with that virus, right?" Fatty woke up instantly, with a look of uneasiness on his face, "We don't know how to get him to the treatment equipment—"

Fu Shen frowned: "Even if it is, it doesn't matter."

Fatty: "Huh?"

Fushen touched his chest, took out the necklace he had been wearing close to his body, and said expressionlessly: "Serum."

Fatty: "..."

Almost forgot about it.

Fatty: "Then why didn't you tell those people about this before outside the medical room—"

"Do you think we can still sit here and talk safely after saying that?" God Fu glanced at Xiaopang with a rather surprised look as if he had heard some weird proposal, "Don't you understand? Who will give the black box last?" They are all going to be announced, and the U.S. military can bear this for the time being. After all, they can’t forcefully slap their faces on this kind of thing by shouting about democracy and freedom all day long—but the serum is different, and there are still a large number of first The soldiers who entered the ruins and encountered something they shouldn’t touch are uncertain about their lives in the quarantine area. Serum is a top priority for them. Why do you think that after we leave, there are still a group of people preparing to go deep into the ruins? ?”

Xiaopang opened his mouth to look at Fushen, until the young man finished speaking, he urged him to "go take a bath, it's dirty", then turned around and left with his backpack on his back, the door was closed with a "click", Xiaopang was stunned, It took a long time to realize one thing——

So, even though they already had the serum, those unlucky soldiers still had to be dragged on for another dozen or twenty hours?

And Enoch—

In case something unexpected happens during this period...

Thinking of Fushen's sober and indifferent expression when he said those words before, the fat man sitting on the sofa shuddered, and didn't dare to think about it any longer.

……

The next dozen or so hours will be difficult for anyone—whether it is for the Chinese officials who are rushing over on the plane, or for the people of the United States and the God of Le Fu who are waiting on the other side of the ocean.

After visiting Enoch and confirming that he just entered a low-grade fever in the middle of the night and did not seem to be infected with the Elfinu virus, Fushen realized that he still had a lot to deal with, so he forced himself to go back to the room fell asleep...

During the period, I had some messy dreams, nothing more than being chased and killed by No. [-] to the ends of the earth——

Then Fushen was woken up by Xiaopang, who told him nervously that the people from the motherland had arrived, and they were waiting for him in the conference hall.

Fushen got up from the bed and found that his back was completely covered in cold sweat. The fear left in the dream was still in his chest for a long time and could not be calmed down. He got up and took a quick shower, standing under the hot water. Only then did I vaguely remember that my worries were too absurd: he had no grievances with No. [-], and that guy was full and insisted on chasing and killing him as persistently as in his dream?

After taking a bath, Fushen got up from the conference hall, opened the door and found four people were already sitting inside, two of them were wearing suits with serious faces, and they were the leaders of some department, and the remaining two were in casual clothes, one of them was very He has an imposing manner, and he can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person. The other one is surprisingly young, only in his early twenties, and looks like a college student... Seeing Fushen come in, the four of them turned around at the same time, and looked at the boy for a few seconds , the youngest one was really the most impatient, his eyes widened slightly and he let out a "huh": "...What? Isn't this a fucking child?"

Fushen closed the door, walked into the conference hall, and put down the dirty backpack that was completely different from his clean and fresh body: "Are just a few people here?"

"Comrade Chairman can't wait to move the entire headquarters of the armed forces here to escort the black box home and quickly clear up the international image," the young man said with a smile, "you also have to see whether the US emperor agrees or not?"

Fu Shen glanced at him, and before he could speak, next to the young man, a casually dressed man in his thirties who was slightly older stretched out his hand and slapped him on the forehead: "You're the one who talks too much."

Fushen thought for a while, and then recalled with some surprise that these two people were probably the two people who answered his phone that day—he reached out his hand and shook hands with the older one: "I am Le Fushen."

"The person in charge of the National Security Bureau for Special Events, Zhao Heng."

After the simple handshake ceremony, he immediately withdrew his hand, ignoring the person next to him who seemed to want to shake hands with him too—but the latter's attention was quickly distracted by another matter. Behind the house, his eyes were wider than before: "Fuck, I know you! The one who called the other day! Oops! Look, Lao Zhao, it's really the Lefu God who called Dr. Chu's house, He really got the black box! It’s real! Teenage braggarts are so serious now?!”

The man who was called by his subordinates looked at his subordinates calmly. The latter seemed to realize something, and silently closed the mouth that was so noisy.

"Yes, it's really me."

Fushen was like a pool of stagnant water, without pride or excitement, as if he was completely unaffected by the emotion of jumping off towards this young man. He stretched out his hand to open the backpack, and took out the black box that had been covered for more than ten hours. At this time, the entire meeting Hall's attention was immediately focused on the small cube in his hand——

Seemingly sensing the weirdness in everyone's gazes, Fu Shen lowered his head and looked, then showed an embarrassed expression, stretched out his sleeve and wiped the dried blood somewhere on the black box: "I'm sorry, the process of getting it was a bit tortuous. .”

Everyone: "..."

"This thing must be sent back to the country immediately for the expert group to analyze and read. The superior has issued a deadly order, and we can't wait for a moment. Lao Zhao, arrange the manpower and we will go to the airport right away-be careful, don't knock it!" The other two One of the officials in suits who were relatively silent from the beginning to the end finally happened. He watched Zhao Heng carefully take the black box from Fushen's hand and put it into the black anti-theft box prepared in advance. He paused, and then he seemed to remember something. He took a step forward and took Fushen's hand, "Student, although I don't know how you did it, thank you very much for returning this black box to the country, so that we have a chance to restore the truth - here Before, we have been under the pressure of public opinion from the outside world, and what we have been waiting for is this moment: until we confirm the facts with our own eyes, we will never believe that Dr. Chu, who has passed away, is really as rumored by the outside world..."

Young Wenyan, since he entered the conference hall, his eyes, which had not changed much since he entered the conference hall, had an almost imperceptible touch.

But in the end, he just said lightly: "Well, that's enough, thank you for your hard work."

"Student, you have made a very, very great contribution to the country. After the matter is over, if there is any need—"

"No need," God Fu waved his hand first, thought for a while, and said as if he had thought of something, "By the way, there is another person going with me, who is not afraid of hardships, overcomes his own difficulties, and goes forward bravely. A heart to... Uh, if you want to be convenient, arrange for him to study at Tsinghua University or Peking University."

Everyone: "..."

Fu Shen added with a serious face: "Maybe he will be a pillar of the country in the future."

Everyone: "..."

"Oh right, and this..."

While muttering, the teenager pulled out a necklace from his clothes—slightly turned his fingers at the bottom of the necklace, and then took out a light blue seal about the length of a thumbnail from the slot at the bottom under everyone's eyes. test tube.

Zhao Heng's eyes flickered: "What is this?"

The boy rarely showed a smile: "Buy one get one free, Elfinu virus detoxification serum solution, the completion rate is about 80.00%, it must be enough to save lives—"

"..."

"what?!"

"Yeah this—"

"So you were brought out by chance? Then why are the U.S. military still flopping around in the ruins hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Under everyone's amazed and pleasantly surprised eyes, God Fu handed it over to Zhao Heng: "It's up to the country to decide whether to follow the international spirit and hand it over to the US emperor."

Fu Shen's words fell, and the scene fell into a dead silence for about ten seconds.

Even Zhao Heng, who was calm from the beginning to the end, couldn't hide the surprise on his face at this time, but he quickly recovered his previous calmness, took the solution from Fushen, opened the safe again, and compared it to the previous one. Put it into the side card slot ten thousand times more carefully... Behind him, two officials kept saying "This is really an unexpected surprise" "Hurry up and let them organize the best virus experts in the country to prepare Get to work"...

Zhao Heng raised his head, and looked at the young man in front of him cautiously as if he had reacquainted himself with the person in front of him: "May I ask, who are you?"

"Ordinary high school student." God Fu replied, "Say hello to Mrs. Chu for me, the truth will be revealed soon, and her son will be innocent."

The young man standing beside Zhao Heng gave a thumbs up: "I give full marks to this pretense."