Chapter 64 Unlucky Bradford
John, the talkative expert, cleared his throat and shouted into the tool room.
"Hey, man, your good buddy has been killed. It's over. Although you may be injured, you are still alive."
"I'll give you a chance to survive. Suggestion, think about how much attention you have received, the Internet and the media are reporting on this incident, you will become the leading figure in this 'great cause'
It is time to live to welcome this 'honor'. , if you die, few people will remember your name, but when you are brought to court alive, you will definitely attract everyone’s attention, think about it!”
This time there was no more gunshots coming from inside. After a while, a weak response came from inside.
"I surrender, I have laid down my arms, don't shoot."
Awesome, Jack silently gave a thumbs up in his heart, if the system didn't recognize that talking nonsense is a skill , he really wanted to worship John as his teacher.
However, even if judged by psychological skills, he believed that John's skill level would not be lower than mastery.
In 20 minutes, the belated CDC doctors checked and confirmed that the surrounding environment was safe. The injured suspect was put into the ambulance and taken to the nearest Church Memorial Hospital. Jack removed the magazine from the rifle and put it back in the police car. In the trunk, Angela and Wesley's whispers could be heard.
"How about we kiss and consider it as my compensation for today's behavior? Or you can choose to go to court and sue me."
Wesley was actually a little arrogant: "My kiss an hour ago The thoughts are still erratic, but when you board that bus without hesitation and save everyone on it"
He probably wanted to express his admiration for his girlfriend, but the following words were met with a proud look on his face. Angela interrupted.
“Does this make you a little sexual?”
Jack couldn’t stand it anymore and slammed the trunk shut, interrupting the unbridled couple. flirt.
"There is a motel on the way here just now. If you two can't wait, I can take you there first, but please don't continue."
I missed dinner again today, but he would rather choose to stay at On the way back, I just bought a hamburger to fill my stomach, and I didn't want to eat dog food until I was full.
But there is one last thing to do now. Tim, who is trapped in the home of the only infected person, is still uncertain about his life or death. Lucy has been accompanying him outside the quarantine area. Now all the terrorists have been arrested. It's time to take care of this lonely old man.
Jack conducted a self-psychological diagnosis in the car. Although he had been busy for a day and played some American Iai, his mood was still pretty good. Although he was a little angry, it was not as uncontrollable as before. It seems that after experiencing a lot of dangerous situations, the body naturally began to adapt.
There were still three people in a car, followed by John's police car, a total of 5 people, and they quickly arrived at their destination.
It was already dark at this time, but the lawn in front of the small yellow bungalow was brightly lit. The CDC bus was parked on the roadside, and a group of CDC doctors in protective suits were busy, probably carrying out disinfection work.
Jack got out of the car and patted his hungry stomach. He looked up and saw Lucy walking out of a makeshift plastic shed with a sad look on her face. Her police uniform was unbuttoned and it looked like It has just been cleaned and disinfected.
Seeing the people getting off the bus, she forced a smile and greeted them.
"Hey, I heard that you guys became heroes today and saved the world."
Compared with the previous plan to overthrow the white supremacist gang, Jack truly felt that his contribution today was only average. , John is the real protagonist, and several important clues were discovered by him.
"Thanks to John, we just did our duty a little bit."
John was a little absent-minded and seemed not to notice that he was being praised at all. He asked worriedly: "I'm glad you're okay. How is Tim? I heard that he and the victim's body were locked in the bedroom for several hours." Lucy tried to cheer up and appeared confident: "I think he will be fine, the vaccine from the CDC has been delivered. , Tim has just been injected, but he still needs to go to the hospital for 24 hours of observation.”
Everyone fell silent for a moment, according to the previous doctor Morgan, even if the injection was given. Vaccines also have a mortality rate of up to 60%, and I felt a little heavy.
At this time, the door of the room opened, and Dr. Morgan, who was wearing full body protection, accompanied Tim and walked out.
Seeing everyone, Tim, who had a gloomy face, seemed a little moved, but when this emotion was reflected on his serious poker face, he just slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, which could hardly be described as a smile.
Beside him, Dr. Morgan was completely indifferent to everyone's emotions. He took off his mask and looked indifferent, just like he had reported those terrifying probabilities to the patrol officers at the police station without expression. Same as numbers.
Jack is very familiar with this type of people. They have high IQ but low EQ. They have difficulty communicating emotionally with ordinary people. Simply put, rational thinking suppresses normal perceptual thinking, such as "Bones" "The heroine in Bones.
But the advantage of this kind of people is that although they are not good at comforting others, they will not hide and tuck in with you and say anything, just like now.
“The concentration of the virus you were exposed to was only close to the critical value, so you have most likely escaped. Judging from the clinical manifestations, you have not shown symptoms of infection so far. Just in case, we will still give you an injection. After getting the vaccine, all we have to do is wait patiently.”
After hearing these words, everyone present looked much better. Just when Jack was about to step forward to bump fists with Tim and have some physical contact so that he could use the healing technique, Tim, who had just taken two steps forward, suddenly His face turned pale, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
"Tim!"
"Officer Bradford!"
"What's wrong with you?"
"Call someone!" , notify the ambulance!”
"Don't get close, stay back, stay back!!!"
Everyone stepped forward one after another, but were blocked by the CDC doctors with quick eyesight and quick hands.
Jack's outstretched fingers barely brushed Tim's coat, just shy of touching his body.
This guy’s life won’t be so bad, right? Jack, who was pulled away, was stunned and watched Tim's body twitching on the ground, like an epileptic seizure.
"Is it a virus attack?" Lucy, who was also stopped, asked sharply.
"No, there are no signs of bleeding. It looks like anaphylactic shock. His body should have had an allergic reaction to the vaccine."
Dr. Morgan remained calm and ordered the two medical staff to hold Tim down and move toward him. The ambulance on standby shouted loudly.
“Get an epinephrine, right now!”
After the injection, Tim quickly stopped his epileptic convulsions, but was still unconscious, watching him being After getting into the ambulance, Jack patted John who was still in a daze.
“Get in the car and let’s clear the way for the ambulance.”
(End of this chapter)