The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 314 Bookstore
"Tell them to try not to go out in the past few days and use this phone to call." Jack took out the disposable mobile phone that he carried with him and gave it to her.

"But." Jiejie seemed a little hesitant.

"No but." Jack turned on the phone and forced it into her hand.

"Don't disclose any specific information, just a hint." Jack briefly talked about the biochemical terrorist attack he experienced in LAPD.

"We are not saints. If we can't even protect our own family members, who would believe that we can protect strangers well?"

"Next time, remember to agree a few key words with them in advance, so as to avoid some troubles."

Jiejie quickly dialed the number. After a few short conversations, Jack took back the phone, broke it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

"If Hotchner knows about this, he will definitely drive me out of the action team." Jiejie said so, but after getting in the car, she leaned in front of Jack and quickly kissed him on the lips.

"Well, if you ask him in advance, he will persuade you not to do this, but if you tell him afterwards, he will pretend not to hear. Only when he sees your behavior just now, will he be kicked out of the action team."

Jack grinned so much that he was punched by the girl angrily.

When the two rushed back to the command center, Reid and Emily had just arrived, and Rossi and Hotchina were already waiting in the conference room.

"General Whitworth is briefing a member of Congress, and our director will meet with the president in an hour, and I hope we can provide as much information as possible."

After Hotchner finished speaking, he dialed the video phone terminal on the table and connected both Garcia and Dr. Kimura.

Dr. Kimura appeared on the screen with a somewhat excited expression.

"Dr. Reid raised a possibility with me before, suspecting that the murderer may have conducted a small-scale human test before the attack, but it was ignored."

"I checked through the CDC system. About two days ago, there was one person in each of the two emergency rooms in Baltimore, and one person in the emergency room in Philadelphia. There were three people in total, all of whom died suddenly after falling into a coma."

"The cause of death was diagnosed as meningitis. Normally, doctors would not test for anthrax, but the symptoms of the two are similar. I have notified the local hospital to conduct a test immediately, and the results will be available soon."

"Didn't the doctor find a lesion like gangrene?" asked Rossi.

"If the disease progresses too quickly, it doesn't have time for these symptoms to appear," Reed explained.

"How fast?" Hochner frowned habitually.

"Hmm..." Dr. Kimura on the opposite side of the screen paused for a moment, and glanced at the report in his hand.

"Three hours, all three died about three hours after being admitted to the hospital."

"But this time the first death was 10 hours after infection," Hochner said.

"This is determined by the concentration they inhale, and the higher the concentration, the faster the strain multiplies, which leads to rapid organ failure with no external symptoms."

"Based on the data I obtained in the hospital, the anthrax bacillus can almost double its number every 30 to 40 minutes in the normal human body."

Before Rhett finished speaking, Jack, who was standing beside him, asked Dr. Kimura.

"Is the combined antibiotic therapy at the hospital still ineffective?" The other party shook his head with a sad expression.

The so-called antibiotic combination therapy is to use multiple types of antibiotics in combination within the range that the patient can bear, so as to find out the one that is effective against the bacteria.

Because even artificial anthrax strains are unlikely to be resistant to all antibiotics.

You know, even those "super bacteria" that are immune to almost all antibiotics, there are also Taiguomycin and colistin, which can barely deal with it.

In addition, as a murderer who manufactures germs, he must also leave a back door for himself, which is equivalent to an antidote, so that if he is accidentally infected during the manufacturing process, he can get treatment in time.

The problem is that there are hundreds of types of antibiotics today, and there are only 8 surviving patients. The speed of bacterial strain reproduction is too fast, and there is not much time left for Dr. Kimura.

Similarly, there is not much time left for the BAU team, which is almost predictable, because the news is blocked by the FBI. Although the public is not yet aware of it, the cover will not last long.

Because the murderer's purpose of committing the crime was not only to kill, but also to be famous and to create panic. Obviously, when he found that there were no relevant reports in the news, he would attack again soon, and it must be aimed at making big news.

Once they can't stop each other before the murderer strikes again, the news will inevitably be exposed because of the heavy casualties, and the satisfied murderer will disappear without a trace.

So it is very likely that in the end, this will be another unsolved case that has been investigated for several years and ultimately has no results.

Fortunately, there are some clues at last. After receiving the information of the three patients who died of sudden death from Dr. Kimura, Garcia directly started the information analysis and got the results soon.

The eldest of the three deceased was named Albert Franks, who opened a small bookstore on Sunset Boulevard in Washington, DC, and the other deceased, Gail Mercer, had been in this bookstore just two days earlier. consumed.

"Jack, Emily, go to General Whitworth immediately and ask him to send his chemical defense force to that bookstore." Hochner looked at Jack.

So Jack changed his partner, and rushed to the small bookstore with the same name as the owner, Albert Franks, with Emily non-stop.

In order to avoid causing public panic on the crowded Sunset Boulevard, the two of them guarded the locked door of the store, and soldiers in red bio-suits entered the store from the alley at the back door.

Not long after, the captain's voice came from the headsets of the two at the same time.

"Anthrax spores have been detected and I am issuing a warning order."

"Red guessed right, this is the place where he tested for the first time." Jack looked back at the shop window blocked by the blinds behind him.

Only separated by a layer of glass, there are passers-by coming and going outside.

"He must have chosen this place for a reason, revenge, or something else." Emily looked around nervously.

Jack took out his mobile phone and called Garcia, "Investigate the owner's relationship immediately, and get a list of all the people who had conflicts with him, including his former employees and customers."

"I shudder to think that we are separated from such a weapon of mass destruction by a quarter-inch-thick pane of glass."

Emily moved forward two steps anxiously.

(End of this chapter)