All the doctors and nurses of Seattle Holy Eun Hospital have been stimulated by the recent successive disasters and accidents, which are completely speechless. But the situation tonight is different, because the bodies sent are no longer just ordinary fire victims, but a group of college students who were brutally killed, sank to the bottom of the lake, burned with diesel, and suffered such three rounds of pain.

"Why does this happen?"

Chief physician Richard stood in the corridor with his hands behind his back, watching the body being sent into the morgue, confused and puzzled. At this time, there were still many patients who were seeing patients at night, including many doctors on duty. Many people stopped silently, surrounded on both sides of the stretcher transportation echelon, and looked sadly at the masked white cloths.

“Seattle has changed.”

A magnetic voice sounded, and a bald middle-aged man walked to Richard, who was Goodwinze, an expert from the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, headquartered in Atlanta.

"This city must have been invaded by some evil, whether it is a disease, a simple serial killer, or a species invasion." He said seriously: "My colleague Jim and I have recently collected some of the latest clues. Dr. Richard, do you remember the bodies of the Olympic fires that also arrived in your hospital a few weeks ago?"

The last stretcher passed by and was steadily sent into the building leading to the underground. Richard sighed helplessly with his hands behind his back: "I am just a leader of the hospital. Can you expect me to do anything?"

"Of course you have the best of your ability." Goodwinzer took out a business card and handed it to Richard: "This is a special observer of our Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, Selena Quinn's contact information. I believe you have also noticed that after these recent large-scale deaths, quite a few bodies were disposed of by your hospital. You are also a soldier on the front line, Director Richard!"

Richard took the business card and glanced at Goodwinze suspiciously. Of course, he did not expect that the CDC could come to his hospital so quickly, because it took only more than half an hour from the ambulance to now. It can be seen that these CDC experts have indeed been investigating related incidents recently, so what Goodwinze is saying now is indeed worth believing.

"Okay, then I'll take it." He put on his business card and said, "What did you find out about the fire accident you just mentioned?"

This is not a good place to talk. After Goodwinzer suggested, the two went to Richard's office together to sit down. Although the blinds here were all pulled up, the sound was isolated. What outsiders could see was only the friendly and friendly interview between the two industry practitioners.

"Drink tea, Professor Goodwinze?" Seeing the other party nodding, Richard took out two cups in total. Goodwinze smiled and said, "I thought you would invite me for a cup of coffee?"

"We doctors always have to deal with these caffeine-style drinks." Richard used an electric kettle, which was picked up from the water dispenser, and heated it up twice until it boiled: "But I'll always get bored with coffee, so I personally change my style from time to time. Come and try the best Longjing tea, which is recommended by an intern."

When Goodwenze took the teacup, he first found that the cup was of great texture. It seemed to be the kind of material called purple clay, and the price was definitely not cheap. But thinking about the average income level of doctors, let alone such two cups, what is it worth buying a full set?

"This actually starts from that morning. Remember, before the fire, we were trying to treat the mysterious sleepiness of those campers."

Goodwinze drank two sips of tea and said, "My colleague Jim had some discoveries at that time, but because of what happened later, it could only be left alone. But now, there are continuous deaths in Seattle, with different numbers and different causes of death, but the frequency is absolutely terrible. So Jim and I combined his memories at that time, plus the analysis of the current data..."

He pondered for a moment and said, "We suspect that the city has been invaded by alien species."

The office fell into silence, and Richard frowned and pondered, and the teacup he was holding remained motionless, allowing the fragrance to dissipate. Goodwenze had no explanation for a moment, and was also frowning and pondering, because for him, there were also many unsolved mysteries now.

"So, you don't know the species category yet...but how did this conclusion come about?"

The stethoscope tapped the sound of the crawlers in the head, and the unknown line-like objects taken out of the scorched corpse's head. Goodwenze slowly told the story, which was the first clues they discovered.

"The Olympic fire, and the fire at the southern end of the Boeing factory a few days ago, and even this incident tonight, have a clear commonality." He said: "These are all artificial fires at night, and there is a suspicion of obvious destruction of the scene. Think about it, if the Olympic fire had not discovered a large number of comatose people in advance and attracted the hospital and even the CDC... Then the final result would be the same as these two things recently?"

Richard's eyebrows were frowned, and his dark face became deeper: "There are news published in the newspapers, and these three things happened in three weeks. What you said makes sense, artificial arson, destruction of the crime scene... it's not a crime scene, but it's a species invasion...?"

“Parasite.”

Goodwenze's face looked extremely ugly: "The things we took out of the corpse now look like a coiled bug. I believe you still remember that on the night of the forest fire, a famous policeman was sent to your hospital for cerebral congestion?"

"Lyon Ross, he's discharged from the hospital now, do you mean?"

"He must be fine, but he was treated by us for a while before the fire broke out, and he was vaguely claimed that he was attacked by two other campers."

The scene fell silent again. Richard was just a doctor, and he could not just put a lot of words in his mouth. He drank a cup of coffee, wiped his mouth, and said, "Anyway, what do you mean is that there are many clues on that policeman. But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with this hospital. Professor Goodwinze, come to tell me these things, what is the purpose of it?"

Goodwinze put down his teacup and said earnestly: "I hope your hospital can serve as a frontier in this invasion of unknown species. If a group of parasites really enter the city and can cause the patient to fall into a coma or cause violent symptoms, I believe you will have to go through many things in the past few weeks, right?"

Goodwinzer put a very realistic problem in front of Richard. Although not everyone will pay attention, as a medical worker, especially as a chief physician, Richard naturally cannot ignore it. After careful calculation, how many bodies have been sent from the forest fire to the Boeing factory to tonight?

"No problem, this job is left to us."

He put down the teacup and said earnestly: "We will also contact other hospitals in the city, the forensic office of the Seattle Police Department, and many funeral homes in the city to collect clues from multiple sources. So Professor Goodwinze, what actions are there in your Center for Disease Control and Prevention?"

"Sure enough, let's start with the investigation..."

Goodwinze pondered: "From the families of those who were unconscious at the beginning, and of course, they had contact with Lyon Rose. I heard that tonight, he was also one of the policemen who faced the crazy school bus. I must have a lot of thoughts, right?"

After saying that, he drank the last little tea and stood up to say goodbye to Director Richard.
Chapter completed!