The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 317 The righteous Red

In less than 10 minutes, a clearing tent was set up, and Jack put on the protective clothing with the help of the captain.

This airtight protective suit is somewhat similar to a space suit in a science fiction film. A square hard helmet is connected to a long breathing tube behind the waist filter.

Jack swore he'd seen this style in some low-budget sci-fi movie.

The soldiers moved very quickly, and soon, an isolation channel built with plastic sheets entered the warehouse from the basement of the greenhouse and was directly connected to the cleaning tent.

Jack entered the passage and appeared in front of Reid again.

"Open the door, let me get you out and take you to the hospital."

"No, I'll just stay here. I've already come into contact with germs. Maybe I'm infected now. It's better to stay inside and look for clues."

Reid's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance almost pissed Jack off.

"Has the strain already infected your brain? Inhaling too many anthrax spores, even if you find the right antibiotics, won't save you. It is the toxin produced by the strain that attacks the human body, not the strain itself."

"Once the strain has multiplied to a certain number in your body, the toxin can kill you even if the antibiotics take effect."

"I'll give you two options. One is to open the door yourself, and the other is to knock on the glass and forcefully bring you out while increasing the possibility of germs leaking."

Seeing Jack's unfriendly expression, Reid shivered subconsciously, and obediently opened the glass door.

"The corpse is Dr. Nichols. I preliminarily judged that he had been dead for at least two or three days, indicating that he was not the one who launched the attack. If we find out who killed him, it is possible to find the murderer who launched the attack."

"In addition, Dr. Nichols used to be a military researcher. He should have taken insurance measures and left the corresponding 'antidote', but it may be hidden very secretly."

Before Reid finished speaking, he was caught by Jack, and after a healer was cast, he was handed over to the soldier who was also wearing protective clothing behind him.

"I'm better at on-site investigation than you. Go to the hospital honestly and leave the rest to me."

After speaking, Jack closed the glass door and began to check the laboratory carefully.

The laboratory is a typical biochemical laboratory layout, with centrifuges for separating samples, distillers, petri dishes, microscopes, etc. are all available.

Jack first checked the corpse on the ground. It was the skinny little old man he had seen in the video before—Dr. Nichols. He died from a typical trauma, with a hole in his head. The murder weapon was a stainless steel gas cylinder that was casually discarded. .

Reid was right. Judging from the corpse, the doctor had been dead for at least three days. Since he was not the one who released the germs, there is a high probability that he was the one who killed him.

At this moment, Hotchner's phone call came in. When Jack came in, he pinched the phone, and then found out embarrassingly that he couldn't touch the screen to unlock it while wearing gloves.

"Send me a communicator in."

Jack took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and began to observe his surroundings. It was the first time he worked in such a high-risk environment. Although he was wearing protective clothing and he was not afraid of being infected, it still made people feel nervous.

Soon the soldier outside the door sent a communicator, and the person on the other end of the call was Hotchina.

"Jack, what's going on in there?"

"Uh, the body of Dr. Nichols, I agree with Rhett, the death time is more than three days."

"There are some cages next to the corpse, and there are dead animals in them, which should be used for live experiments. I can't judge the death time of these animals for the time being, but it is estimated to be close to the time of the doctor's death."

"It should be that someone had an argument with Dr. Nichols. During the fight, he accidentally broke a test tube containing anthrax spores, and then fled in a hurry." "Because this is a standard negative pressure biochemical laboratory, and it is underground, so It did not cause an anthrax leak, which is why the army ignored it in the inspection before."

Jack continued to check while talking.

"Some equipment is missing, the cabinet that should contain the finished anthrax powder is empty, uh. There are two tables in the laboratory."

"The big table is quite messy, and it looks like a lot of things are missing. The laptop is gone, and only the power supply for an IBM computer is left."

"The small table is very neat. The documents on it are organized in order and have different handwriting. They record some basic experimental steps and disinfection precautions. These are not notes that a senior researcher needs to take."

"So Nichols has an assistant or an apprentice?" Hotchna understood immediately.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring in Rossi and Garcia right now."

"Jack, is Rhett okay? He just called me and said he wanted to leave a message for his mother."

Garcia's slightly crying voice came from the communicator.

Everyone in the channel fell silent for a while, and Jack secretly rolled his eyes. The kid had a fearless attitude before, and he started leaving his last words as soon as he turned around.

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to him."

Then Rossi's voice came from the channel, "Jack, Emily and I are still in Nichols' office, we just confirmed with the person in charge."

"Nicels has a very high status here. He is in charge of his own project independently, basically does not interact with other researchers here, and does not lead students."

"His main research project here is cold viruses, and that's about it. Let's leave here now and come over to meet you."

Jack quickly stopped, "Well, there's no need. The place here isn't big. One or two people are enough. What I need now is an expert who is proficient in biochemical laboratory equipment."

"Dr. Kimura has arrived, she is wearing protective clothing." Hochner said.

"Is there anything else we need to do."

"Not yet." Jack felt that the atmosphere was too depressing, so he paused and added.

"Did Rhett have to take off his clothes when he was cleaning? Didn't anyone take a picture? If he wants to show off those difficult knowledge in front of us in the future, we will have countermeasures."

"Jack, you should know that after you take off your protective clothing, you will have to go through this process, right?" Hotchner said angrily.

"forget it."

While speaking, Dr. Kimura in protective clothing entered the laboratory.

"Hey Jack, what can I do for you?"

Jack handed over a stack of documents in his hand, "I don't quite understand these notes, please do a simple analysis, we need to use this to determine the identity of Nichols' assistant or student."

While Dr. Kimura was flipping through the notes quickly, Jack was not idle. He needed to find the most critical 'antidote'. Although Rhett was sure to be fine, there were still several victims who were struggling with death in the hospital Woolen cloth.

(End of this chapter)