"Is that true?"

"Isn't it because I have short staff? Do you think the money from Ford Fund is so easy to get? Why do we basically don't take sponsorship fees? This is not the case. As soon as I saw countless contracts with additional terms, I wanted to rub the person from the foundation on the ground." Wu Mian asked.

"But this sentence is right."

"Girl, No. 6, a patient died in California." Wu Mian sat on a chair, resting her feet on the windowsill, looking out the window lazily, holding a cigarette in her mouth, but it didn't light it.

“Emmmmmm, then what?”

"Has I said that Old Tony believes it is a patient with new pneumonia, and the CDC has denied it because he has no history of traveling in China." Wu Mian showed a sneer on his lips, "I'm really curious. If it continues to develop according to this frequency... No, their situation should be more serious than ours now."

As he said that, Wu Mian was silent.

"Brother, you can't explain the two contradictions." Chu Zhixi said.

"I'll try to explain." Wu Mian pondered. Although the communication between the two was very simple, he understood Chu Zhixi's meaning, "First of all, the new pneumonia has been spreading in the United States, and the so-called e-cigarette pneumonia is."

"I admit this, but why is the mortality rate lower than Tianhe?"

"Because this was transformed, it was the initial virus, which was different from the outbreak in Tianhe City. If you want to target only the yellow people, they still have many technical problems to overcome. But because of an accidental leak, some people were ambitious, which led to the entire historical process being advanced."

"Brother, you're a conspiracy theory."

"Not necessarily." Wu Mian said, "You can compare the e-cigarette pneumonia films with the new pneumonia films. They are basically the same, and many of the symptoms are the same. When you go home from a community hospital, you suddenly die in the middle of the night."

“emmm…”

"The commander decisively cut off the airline directly, obviously this was premeditated. The Italian MP said it was a disease that only yellow people would get infected. Although the chain of evidence is not conclusive, didn't you think of anything?"

"Brother, you mean that the mortality rate of the virus on white people is not as high as that on yellow people?"

"It's almost the case." Wu Mian said, "The US emperors are obviously starting to get nervous. The people who evacuated the country have been isolated for three days, and later changed to 14 days. But they obviously did not want to cause panic and began to study vaccines. The person closest to the vaccine, Dr. Frank Plummer, has suddenly died, and I smelled some of the smell."

"Hahaha, let me see what you smelled." Chu Zhixi lay on the bed, using his hands and feet to the edge of the bed, and looked at Wu Mian.

Wu Mian leaned over, rubbed Chu Zhixi's nose with her nose, and smiled, "I smelled a panic. I'm so curious. If the epidemic in China can be controlled, what would happen to the outbreak of the North American epidemic?"

"According to the previous situation, no one would care, it was just a flu or e-cigarette pneumonia."

"Girl, that's not the case." Wu Mian shook her head, "It's been nearly half a year, God knows..."

As he said that, Wu Mian was stunned for a moment.

"Brother? Do you want to say Ade's reaction? Probably not."

"No!" Wu Mian narrowed her eyes and picked up her phone, "Is Mr. Lu Jiuzhuan?"

"Hello, Doctor Wu." Lu Jiuzhuan said politely.

"Mr. Lu, I remember you said that there is a laboratory in North America?" Wu Mian said.

"yes."

"Does there be any blood samples collected from August last year to now?" Wu Mian asked hurriedly.

"I don't understand these things. The laboratory is prepared for the junior sister." Lu Jiuzhuan said, "Are you anxious? If you are anxious, I'll ask."

"I'm anxious, please ask immediately."

"good."

After a brief chat, Wu Mian hung up the phone and called Cheng Yunhai again.

"Brother, are you going to study the virus in American blood samples?"

"It depends on luck." Wu Mian said in a deep voice, "It is not a blood sample of a standard pneumonia patient, and it is not very likely that the virus can be found. But if it is found, what it means is conceivable."

"..." Chu Zhixi was stunned for a moment.

"Is physical means worse than others? I definitely can't tell you." Wu Mian sneered, "But I just study what's wrong? The way of heaven is good, but those who are foolish and confused are not careful."

"Hmm? Where is this sentence?"

"Pu Songling said in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio: Painting Skins."

"Brother, stop thinking, rest." Chu Zhixi lay lazily on the bed, saying like a kitten.

"No, I suddenly realized that I seemed to be wrong." Wu Mian said, "From the beginning of the evacuation of the great commander in the rushing force, I have been puzzled. Now, based on various situations, things seem to be becoming more and more interesting."

"No matter how interesting it is, it will be a future." Chu Zhixi said, "Our most important task now is to rest, we have to work tomorrow. We are too tired! We dare not eat, drink water, and go to the bathroom... Brother, when will it be?"

"I don't know." Wu Mian shook her head, took out the lighter, hesitated for a moment, but did not light a cigarette, but stared at the flames of the lighter in a daze.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that there have been dead patients in California. How good would it be if the patients who died of e-cigarette pneumonia before could be dug out and dissected," Wu Mian said quietly.

"I was wrong, so I shouldn't be quarrel with Dr. Anthony."

"If there was no argument, can you dissect now?" Chu Zhixi smiled and said, "Brother, don't think about it. If you guessed it is right, we must be the focus of FBI control targets now. Not to mention dissecting the body of the deceased of e-cigarette pneumonia, even if we do nothing, we will be restricted from moving.

Dr. Frank Plummer is dead, so it’s good that we won’t be hit by a mud truck.”

"That's right." Wu Mian sighed.

"Brother, tell me your predictions, what will happen to us?"

"In the worst case, the situation is so decayable that it cannot be cured." Wu Mian said, "No matter how many people come, they are powerless. In the end, they can only be too quiet with Tianhe City."

"Don't scare me."

"It's true. But to put it better... it mainly depends on the temporary hospital. When the temporary hospital starts to bed and wait for people, it means that the situation will be controlled and the progress will begin to be on the better side. When the temporary hospital starts to close the cabin, it means that we have won a decisive victory."

"I really hope that day will come as soon as possible." Chu Zhixi said, lying on the bed in a daze and began to doze off.

"It's like the feeling in "Cassandra Bridge". The train is driving to a dangerous place, and the people in the car's ears are banging in their ears - someone outside is nailing the window to death." Wu Mian said softly, "The description is really appropriate now. I seem to see the entire world of the Ansa bandits being locked in the train and rushing towards the Cassandra Bridge."
Chapter completed!