Mother Earth is divided [Honghuang]

No.1 civilian hospital in L City.

"Name?"

"Huang Siqi."

"gender?"

"Female."

"age?"

"27 is old."

"Home address?"

……

After registering the basic information, the interrogating policeman asked, "What happened to the victim's face?"

"I don't know!" Huang Siqi looked terrified, and her answering voice was a bit hasty and sharp: "It just, suddenly became like that... Could he have some infectious disease? Could it be some A severe disease? Will I be—”

Her body was trembling faintly, and her whole body revealed a breath of panic. It was obvious that what she had just experienced had messed her up.

Huang Siqi's company is not a big one, and there are only 8 people in that office. However, her office is next to Hong Zhiyuan's office, and she faced Hong Zhiyuan's tragic situation directly. The psychological shadow is too great to use. language description.

"Ma'am, please keep calm." The policeman paused, and continued to ask in a businesslike manner: "When did you witness the abnormality on the victim's face?"

Huang Siqi recalled the scene just now, couldn't help shivering, and managed to keep calm: "Probably, it was after 09:30 p.m., I don't remember the exact time, but we called the emergency call as soon as he fainted. Called the police—wait a minute, let me see."

Trembling, she took out her phone, unlocked it and clicked on the call history: "21:41... I probably discovered the abnormality when I was in my 30s."

"Did he do anything wrong before?" The policeman asked after recording the valid information in Huang Siqi's words.

Huang Siqi denied it repeatedly: "No, no, his behavior is very ordinary, no different from usual."

"When was the last time his face looked normal?"

"I don't know, I didn't pay much attention to his situation. When I came back from dinner in the afternoon - it should be nearly 7 o'clock, and his face was still normal at that time." The more Huang Siqi thought about it, the more disturbed he became: "No matter how serious the disease is, It is also impossible to completely rot a person's face in such a short period of time, isn't his face really a new type of severe virus?"

"We don't know much about this issue. Please wait patiently for the doctor's feedback." The policeman explained a few sentences and said, "Your impression of him being normal only lasted until 7 p.m., right?"

"...Yes." Huang Siqi thought for a while: "But it is absolutely impossible for his face to be rotten since 7 o'clock. My colleague and they have been in contact with each other from time to time. If his face has been rotten for two hours, it will not be gone. A person discovers his anomaly."

"Okay, thank you for the information you provided." The policeman closed the transcript: "Please wait here with your colleagues. The doctor is doing his best to treat Mr. Hong Zhiyuan and study the cause of his sudden illness."

Hearing the police's order, Huang Siqi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Stay here for now...?

After the questioning policeman left, she returned to the corridor outside the operating room and looked around. As expected, besides the rest of her colleagues, there were two policemen who were closely watching their movements.

Seeing her coming, two or three of her good colleagues came up together, and said in a pale voice, "Siqi, we can't leave, I tried to leave just now, but they stopped me. "

"What to do! What's going on with Hong Zhiyuan? His face really looks like..." No. 2 colleague's voice gradually faded as he spoke.

As modern people, who hasn't seen a few zombie movies and zombie novels?Several people present thought of this possibility, and the atmosphere around them became tense and subtle for a while, and the eyes of everyone looking at the people around them inevitably showed a bit of vigilance.

Hong Zhiyuan's situation was too special. His face rotted into pieces of rotten flesh in a short period of time, but he seemed to feel no pain. If it wasn't for Huang Siqi's reminder, he would not have noticed any changes in himself.

Violently decomposed body, unconscious living dead... All these symptoms can be matched with the "zombies" in the novel.

Faced with Hong Zhiyuan's unknown cause and serious consequences, everyone became vigilant. Not only were the seven people in the office with him temporarily restrained, but the other people who had contact with Hong Zhiyuan in the past two days received calls to the police. The police who came to handle the case consciously or were forced to start isolation, waiting for the doctor's test results.

After the interrogation police handed in the sterilized transcript, they were about to return to the hospital through a special channel, but they suddenly received a notice from their superiors.

[Notice: Stop investigating Hong Zhiyuan's case, all police members return to the team, and the quarantine is lifted. ]

The few policemen who were still staying in the hospital saw the notice with blank faces, and soon, the next explanation came.

[The case of Hong Zhiyuan has been handed over to the special department. The victim has a non-communicable disease and does not need to be isolated and controlled. Please return to the team as soon as possible. ]

Compared with the cold notification, the following explanation is more humane, but after reading it, it still makes people feel confused.

However, it was not difficult for them to guess that this case was probably filed and handed over for some special reasons, and higher authority was needed to handle the matter.

After receiving the report just now, the police had been busy for a long time before they were able to control all the people. Now that they received the release notice, they had to work hard to contact everyone again to lift the quarantine one by one.

The lights in the operating room were always on, and the time passed bit by bit, and there was no news from inside.

To be honest, Song Qin didn't want to work hard for the keyboard man at all, but he was not sure about the punishment of the "Jingyan Fairy" created by Nuwa. If a large number of deaths were caused in a short period of time, it would inevitably cause social unrest. And the mouth is all rotten... It's disgusting and creepy.

He didn't have Yang Jian's contact information, so after trying to get in touch with Yang Jian, he directly showed Nuwa's video to him.

"Jingyanxian..." Yang Jian looked at Jingyanxian's beautiful face shown by the camera in many ways, and frowned slightly: "It's a newborn god."

Song Qin was surprised: "You mean she is a god? This figurine is a god?!"

Yang Jian nodded: "Yes."

He thought about it for a while: "Based on her name and what the empress said, she is a god in charge of 'language', and it is her instinct and inevitable action to punish those who speak evil words."

Song Qin said with difficulty: "Can I stop this punishment from her?"

Yang Jian glanced at him: "Yes, but it's not necessary."

He can't stop the punishment given by Jingyanxian, but he can help the punished to lift the punishment in advance after she imposes the punishment.

But why stop?

There is no need at all.

Everyone should be responsible for their own words and deeds. Even if there is no Jingyan Immortal, people will slowly pay the price for the sins they make.

Song Qin patted himself on the forehead, trying to keep himself awake, with a complicated look on his face: "I agree with punishing the keyboard man, but the human mind is very strong and weak, and at the same time, the group with strong associative ability, their appearance It is easy to cause social turmoil and panic. So...can you change the punishment method? For the sake of other innocent people, at least change it to a method that is less eye-catching and less difficult to explain.”

Yang Jian nodded the table: "Wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he formed a mudra with his hands, and after doing a series of complicated postures, he sat quietly for dozens of seconds with his eyes closed. Soon, a transparent phantom slowly appeared from the air. Fluttering and flowing behind her, her appearance is as delicate and moving as a blooming flower.

After Yang Jian saluted each other, her eyes shifted to Song Qin: "Captain Song."

Song Qin recognized her at a glance, and saluted, "Jingyan Immortal."

Jing Yanxian sat on a chair beside her with a smile, and looked at Song Qin with curiosity and interest in her eyes: "I know what you want to say, no, you can't change the punishment method, the punishment method is Nuwa I can only act in accordance with the rules given to me by the empress—by the way, after I was born, the empress can’t change my 'built-in orders', so you should give up."

Song Qin: "..."

Yes, it's over.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry too much." Jingyanxian comforted him: "Although those who speak evil words suffer a little, feel sick, and have sharp eyes...but unless they are heinous people, don't worry about it." As for easy death, even if there are a lot of people who leave messages under the Empress's video this time, the death toll will not exceed a hundred."

Song Qin was speechless.

Hundreds of people?Is this really comforting...

Immortal Jingyan suddenly remembered something, and added: "By the way, the duration and degree of their rotten faces are directly proportional to the ugliness of their daily speech. Your doctors can't cure them, so don't waste your efforts."

Song Qin asked cautiously: "Excuse me, is there no remedy at all?"

"That's not true." Immortal Jingyan touched her hairpin, and the tassels on the hairpin collided with each other, making a crisp and ethereal sound: "If they can feel remorse for their words and deeds from the bottom of their hearts, the punishment will be appropriate. Alleviate, but the premise is 'from the heart', there must be no hypocrisy."

She looked at Song Qin and said with a smile, "Little brother, don't remind them. If it wasn't for their active and sincere repentance, it wouldn't have any effect at all."

Song Qin: "Among those who have been punished so far, how long is the longest? What is the shortest?"

Immortal Jingyan searched it again: "The shortest one has returned to normal, and the longest one... Let me see, yo, seventeen days! There are still seven dead."

Song Qin was shocked: "Death?!"

Jingyanxian said: "The first person who died used words to force 23 people to death one after another, and was an accomplice 640 times; the second..."

After she read out the actions of the seven dead people one by one, the humans present couldn't help but fell silent.

—what can I say?

——Anyone who hears it has to say something dead.

The matter fell into a stalemate like this. According to Jing Yanxian, in this matter, unless they take the initiative to repent, the punishment will not end early.Of course, if Empress Nuwa wanted to forgive them, she could also relieve them of the punishment from Immortal Jingyan one by one.

But like Yang Jian said, yes, but not necessary.Everything they have encountered now can be summed up in the word "retribution".

Song Qin shrugged and said nothing more.

There is really nothing they can do about the situation of the person being punished.However, in order to avoid causing too much panic, the Special Investigation Office worked hard to negotiate with major mainstream media and temporarily concealed this matter.

But concealment is not a long-term solution. With the passage of time, various messages and pictures have become more and more popular on the Internet, and the "existence of Jingyan Immortal" and "many people with inexplicable bad mouths" have been continuously fermented.

Friday night.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother didn't notice the turmoil on the Internet. After learning about Jiang Tang's achievements, the two quickly prepared a reward for her: a tablet computer with good looks, performance and cost-effectiveness that Jiang Tang couldn't put it down .

Although Jiang Tang's grades are not the best, she has made great progress. It is conceivable that she will be repeatedly praised by the teacher as a positive case.

After some arguments, Jiang's mother successfully defeated Jiang's father, and won the opportunity to go to school on Saturday to have a (listen) home (color) long (rainbow) meeting (fart). Create an image of a serious, responsible, decent and generous mother.

At the same time, Guanjiangkou.

It was rare for Yang Jian to put down his book and go for a walk. While walking along the river, he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded beside his ears: "Teacher."

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped, and his eyes suddenly became focused: "Master!"