Could it be that Emilia was the mastermind?
The more Cheng Qianxun thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.
Otherwise, why would he poison her to death?
"She is not afraid that I will die.
You go and settle the score with her."
Rudolf stood up and went to get the cake and brought it over: "If I want to poison you, we must also poison us."
As long as her teammates were poisoned together with her, no one would investigate.
Seeing Rudolph taking a bite with a small spoon and stuffing it into his mouth, she jumped up and said, "You still eat it."
"If you really want to kill us, there is no other way than poisoning."
Rudolph held the cake in his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "Don't tell me, it tastes really good."
Reger, who had held it in his hand for a long time, thought it made sense.
He had eaten it anyway, so he continued to eat: "Cheng, maybe you are too sensitive."
Maybe, maybe, or just to find out.
She took a deep breath and said, "I have nothing to do anyway, why don't I go check and see if that cake is really poisoned."
"How do you check if the vacuum cleaner is not sucking the baby?
She is raising her baby at home every day."
Regeer ate the cake and said, "Why don't you go to her house?"
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
Amelia opened the door and saw Cheng Qianxun and Sneijder.
Cheng Qianxun cried sadly: "I don't know where my ring went."
Sneijder said hello: "Can we look for it on the ground, in case she takes it off when she washes her hands or does something else?
She often does this."
"Okay."
Amelia opened the door.
So the two of them pretended to walk around the room and touched the chairs they were sitting on.
"Is there any?"
Sneijder pretended to be anxious.
He began to blame: "I bought that with one month's salary.
I told you not to take it off casually.
Don't take it off casually.
It happens like this every time, bathing, sleeping, washing dishes, doing housework.
Don't you find it annoying to put it on and take it off?"
"I'm not afraid of damaging the pearl.
Where is it?
Where is it?"
She looked around anxiously and suddenly remembered something.
Sneijder pretended to follow her gaze, and if the vacuum cleaner was to be faster, Sneijder would do it as quickly as possible.
He quickly ran to the vacuum cleaner.
He had just asked someone to borrow a vacuum cleaner and he knew how to disassemble it.
"Yes.
Maybe it was sucked into it."
She helped from the side, glancing at Emilia.
Emilia was not as hurried as expected, but she still said: "Well, there's actually no need to dismantle it..."
Sneijder has taken it apart.
The replaceable trash bag inside should be fresh and empty.
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Emilia replied: "I have already thrown it in the trash.
But you can rest assured that there is definitely no ring.
I definitely didn't see it when I vacuumed it, and I just vacuumed the cake."
He threw Sneijder away and stood up: "Then think about it again and touch the cracks between the chairs..."
After struggling for a while, they couldn't find the ring, so the two of them had to say goodbye.
Just walked out the door.
The two people quickly searched for it in the corridor and trotted all the way to the place where garbage was thrown on this floor.
The place where garbage is thrown is a small door.
They are about half a meter long and half a meter wide, and they are also classified.
Sneijder stood in front of the non-biodegradable toxic waste and opened the small door with his hand.
The long corridor led directly to the downstairs: "No need, we still have to look for it like this."
She couldn't muster the courage to rummage through the trash looking for some gooey, rotten cheesecake.
She also told others that she was so stupid that she forgot where to put such an expensive ring, so they all went out to dig through the garbage together.
He could only murmur: "So what if we find the proof?"
"Yeah, so what can I do?"
"Then let's go."
"Well, let's go back to have dinner."
So the two of them went back holding hands.
While eating dinner, Cheng Qianxun was clearly worried, certainly not because she might die this afternoon.
Whether she died or not was nothing to her.
What I was thinking was, why would Emilia do this?
Now that Emilia is the general's woman, her child is about to be born.
As for the general, no matter how ruthless he is, he will still let the mother of his child stay at the top.
What reason does a woman in a high-level position have to bring out old drugs again, create panic, or bring about the end of the world again?
. .
I don't want to have breakfast in the room.
If I go to the restaurant, I should have more information to find out.
There should have been regular troops on duty yesterday, and maybe they would have some useful news.
There were surprisingly few people eating in the restaurant.
Seeing Hank there, his teammates simply sat next to him with their plates.
"Hey, morning."
Gordon knew a lot of things in the army, and every move was very standard, so he quickly broke into the regular army and became brothers.
"Morning."
Hank responded, apparently not objecting to them sitting next to him.
After sitting down, Gordon looked around: "Why are there so few people today?"
"Additional troops have been dispatched.
We have been raiding outside for a day.
We are all exhausted today."
Hank looked around and said softly: "Didn't we capture five zombies the day before yesterday?"
Research must have started in the laboratory, and all police forces went to search the ground floor for fear that there would be zombies missing.
The radio suddenly played: "Please pay attention to the special team.
Please pay attention to all members of the special team.
We will gather at the top at nine o'clock..."
Hank smiled: "It seems that there is a good job left for you.
Eat more quickly.
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Don't be unable to eat anything when you come back."
They are the special team.
This means that the break is over early and they have to go to work again.
Although there are days off, God knows when I can rest.
In fact, this is fine, everyone will eat immediately, there is no need to ask anything, we should go to the general to know more.
It was still the general's secretary who first explained the mission.
This time the general was going to the laboratory for inspection and needed someone to accompany him for protection.
After waiting at the door of the office for about five minutes, the general came out.
Going back to the ground floor, the general was wearing the clothes of ordinary high-ranking officials, without his unique three-flowered star epaulette.
It is said that the general often goes to the ground floor, and maybe he will do the same thing again in the future, and they may be the ones accompanying him.
The general walked in front, followed by Cheng Qianxun and his teammates.
Without a gun to follow, what's the use?
It's just pretentious.
The general didn't just take them with him.
There were also six civilian officers in the entire secretary's office.
Following them to the parking lot, the general got on an aircraft.
Then the secretary came over and said to her: "Come here, and the others will get on."
I followed the secretary to the aircraft where the general was sitting, wondering why she was asked to sit with the general.
Is her duty to protect the general or to be an unattractive vase?
After boarding the aircraft, she sat in the row in front of the general.
After taking off, she looked back secretly.
I saw the general leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.
Just like Albert, when he was elected senator, he seized every minute, either working or sleeping.
But I still took the time to chat with her. . .
At this moment the general opened his eyes.
He made a nasal sound with a question: "Hmm" "It's okay.
General."
She turned around and continued to sit down.
The aircraft has been flying outside the city, and the laboratory is outside the city "Did you think of old friends again?"
the general asked leisurely.
She smiled unconsciously: "Yes, the general looks like him between his eyebrows."
"Oh, really?"
the general replied lightly, and then there was no sound.
She looked forward and saw the reflector in front of her, which illuminated the general.
The general leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to continue resting.
It's really like that, especially at this time.
Without the hat and military uniform, it feels like having time all over again.
But not the general. . .
His last name is Bush, not Albert.
The aircraft kept flying and almost reached the edge of the old city, where there was a mountain.
With green water and green mountains, it feels like a wild and original ecology.
While transporting zombies, I saw the aircraft flying overhead into the new city.
It turned out that it flew directly across the new city and then flew outward.
Flying further, I reached the top of the mountain and landed slowly.
Only then did I see that there were houses on the top of the mountain, but they were basically surrounded by plants.
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Looking from the top down, it was so green that it was difficult to spot.
Even the lawn where the aircraft was parked was just like ordinary grass.
The secretary opened the car door and she jumped out first.
Someone outside was already shouting a gathering order.
She jogged all the way to her teammates and stood next to them.
When the general got off the aircraft, there were already a bunch of people in charge in white coats waiting.
We walked together and walked into a house with a dilapidated appearance.
Even the windows had long been broken.
There were almost no windows in good condition, and there were no doors.
It also looked abandoned inside, with no one living there for a long time.
The ground was covered with gravel and broken glass.
But with so many qualifications, she knew that if there was really no one there, there wouldn't even be dust where she walked, but the sides would be full of garbage.
When we walked to the elevator, even the elevator was disguised as dilapidated.
"Take the fire escape."
The secretary suggested and even ordered, and those in white coats led the way and took the fire escape.
The secretary asked: "What is the level of security measures here?"
Because the sound echo of the stairs is good, I heard the person in charge of the laboratory work in front say: "It is the highest level, fully enclosed, only elevators and safety ladders can pass through, and it has its own protective measures, both automatic and manual.
It’s better to keep all dangers contained.”
The footsteps stopped, and the general said calmly: "That is to say, if there is danger, I will also seal it in."
The silence at this time is a bit funny, yes, if there is danger, the general will not be locked in too.
The person in charge responded quickly.
After a short pause, he continued: "Of course not.
The general can watch it through the video, which is on the second underground floor.
The laboratory is fifty meters underground.
If there is danger, it will Each floor will be closed, but those above the second underground floor will not be closed.”
The general seemed to have turned around, and heard the secretary scolding: "We have reached the third underground floor now.
What are we doing?"
Cheng Qianxun looked around and saw a big red "b2" written on the turning wall, and couldn't help but secretly laugh.
The person in charge explained a little stutteringly: "I want to take the general to the fourth underground area.
There is also a video in the second underground area, but the effect may not be as good as the fourth floor area."
God knows how the arrangement was made, maybe he will lead the general directly there Fifty meters underground, it is possible to go directly to the laboratory.
"Okay, climb up.
I hope your research results are not as bad as planned."
The general laughed at this time.
Cheng Qianxun and the others had already reached the second underground floor, so they followed the staff around them and pushed open a heavy door and entered the floor area.
After entering, step aside and let the general and others walk in first before following.
In fact, the underground laboratory is not as big as what was filmed in the film and television works, and the scale is extremely large.
Just to study a germ, who would dig out an entire mountain to build a super-large laboratory?
If you go to a university's biology laboratory, you will find that such a mysterious place is actually only the size of a classroom.
It sounds so powerful that the sterile room is only the size of a classroom.
Two or three large glass partition rooms.
Not to mention the depressing feeling while walking on the walkway that looks like a bomb shelter.
Someone kept turning on the lights in front of me, and when I finally reached the end of the corridor, I saw a room of about one hundred square meters.
Compared with just now, it feels much bigger.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
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One lamp after another, each computer was turned on, and the huge LCD screen directly opposite was also turned on.
The general sat on an office chair, and the secretary motioned to Cheng Qianxun and the others to stand behind the general.
So Cheng Qianxun and the others stood over, hands behind their backs.
A row of black, from high to low.
The six accompanying civilian officers stood on both sides of the general, who must have been very impressive.
The general nodded to the secretary, and the secretary said: "Let's start the report."
Several staff members in white coats sat in front of the computer and began to control various keyboards and three-dimensional images on the desktop with their fingers. . .
A video appeared on the LCD screen.
It was a zombie with grinning teeth and cloudy eyes.
However, it was tied to an iron bed that was erected at about 80 degrees, so in addition to its rotten face, it could move.
The rest of the body is tightly bound.
The person in charge took the computer board and began to explain along with the information: "Experiment No. 1, henceforth referred to as No. 1, is initially determined to be caused by the so-called zombie drug in the past."
The picture started to look a bit disgusting.
There were two people wearing biohazard suits and gloves.
They first used scissors to cut open the tattered and dirty clothes on the zombies.
The zombies looked like they were soaked in formalin, a little bloated and bloated.
The gray-white body was exposed.
My stomach is bulging and bloated.
I don’t know whether it’s from eating too much or from the bloating caused by severe rotting of the internal organs.
Then the person in the biochemical suit took a scalpel and began to dissect. . .
Even if you are mentally prepared, when the knife cuts open the zombie's abdominal cavity, black, green, purple, long and short sticky things will appear and slide down together. . .
The civilian officers still had strange expressions on their faces.
The scalpel cut open the bulging stomach, which was as big as a cow.
When the sharp blade passed through it, bright red and sticky things, some in lumps and some in minced meat, fell down with a crackle. . .
There is also a commentary: "Their appetite is amazing.
No. 1 ate twenty-five pounds of fresh meat and can still eat it."
The bright red things that fell down are naturally food.
If the food is human, then the meat is human flesh.
Who said the effect here was not good?
The image was extremely clear.
Even the zombie's twisted and rotting intestines and the semi-solid meat in the stomach could be clearly seen.
Some of the civilian staff finally couldn't help but cover their mouths and tilt their heads
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