"You just said, where is the control center?" Jian Jian did not respond to the boy's answer, but asked the tyrant to put the fat man down.
"Go, go forward, turn right when you reach the end," the fat man was thrown to the ground by the tyrant, in shock, "We are also following orders, no..."
Jian Yi nodded expressionlessly and pointed to the stairs he just came up: "Okay, you can go."
"Don't... hmm?" The fat man was just about to fight to the death when he was stunned. He pointed at himself in disbelief, "Let me... go?"
"I don't need to say it a second time, right?" Jian Yi touched the boy's head, "Three, two..."
"I understand..." Upon seeing this, the fat man ran down the stairs and disappeared from his sight in less than three seconds.
The information you may come into contact with next must not be known to others, especially the information about biochemical viruses. The more people know about it, the greater the variables.
Although this research center looks peaceful, no one can be sure that there are no zombies in the dark. The laboratory just now was a closed space, so bloodshed was naturally okay, and the smell would not leak out.
But now they are not only in an open corridor, but the entire third floor is an unknown area. Instead of taking the risk of killing him, it is better to put him back and follow the clues...
As for this boy, his status is quite special. Because of his father, he can enter and leave the research center freely, and his father, Andrew Priven, is qualified to use the "Tyrant". Based on this alone, his hostage value is
Very high indeed.
"Tyrant, follow him, but try not to expose your existence." Jian Yan tightened his grip on the vertical handle of hk416 and continued, "Kill all the people you see wearing the same clothes on the way. But don't touch this fat man."
He needed the fat man to convey the message to Andrew Plevan that the boy was in his hands.
The boy raised his head and looked at Jian Yi doubtfully: "Does he understand?"
Jian Yi walked in front of him, observed the snow-white wall, nodded and said, "It understands."
"But they never talk to me." The boy seemed to understand, biting the candy in his mouth.
…
Jian Yi slowed down his progress. As he went deeper into the third floor, he could clearly feel the danger.
Judging from the current information about this child, Andrew Priven is not good to him. No matter from any aspect, he is not a qualified father.
The diet is completely inadequate, and the children are allowed to run around in the dangerous research center, and can even come into contact with modified creatures such as "tyrants"...
But the paradox is that Andrew Plevan asked his subordinates to protect the child's personal safety.
"Free movement in unsafe places" and "protecting personal safety" are undoubtedly extremely conflicting. Normal people would choose to lock him up or let him leave the research center.
The relationship between Andrew Priven and this child is full of conflicts.
Turning a corner, in front of them was a corridor about 25 meters long and 5 meters wide. On both sides of the corridor were two rows of biological specimens, soaked in a dark green formalin solution, reflecting a strange light.
The lighting situation on the third floor is much better than that on the other two floors. The power supply is normal and almost all the standing lights are turned on, so it looks like an ordinary biological exhibition hall.
"Is this here?" the boy asked, pointing to the closed door. He didn't know why he followed Jian Yi. Maybe it was because he had something to eat, or maybe it was because he hadn't had such a person talk to him for a long time.
"Yeah, that's right." Jian Yi carefully opened the door a little and rolled into the control center. As expected, the place was deserted.
"Isn't this control center a bit too crude?" He put away the hk416 in his hand and motioned for the boy to follow him in. "By the way, what's your name?"
"I don't have a name." He shook his head, "They don't talk to me, and they never call me."
"Hmm..." Jian Yi nodded to express his understanding. He looked around the surrounding environment and still felt that it was not worthy of the name.
The control center is not big, only less than fifty square meters. This circular room looks more like a study room, but the configuration is more luxurious:
There are two rows of wooden bookcases on the left and right sides of the control center. Files of all sizes are neatly placed on the bookcases. There is not even anything missing. According to general logic, even if Andrew Priven evacuates, these should be burned first.
file.
Facing the door is a huge LCD screen. The screen is broken and there are obvious signs of being smashed. The console and microphone on the side have also been artificially damaged. The severity of the damage has completely paralyzed the actual function of the control center.
.
"It seems like there's no way to fool them with the microphone..." Jian Yi smacked her lips regretfully, and turned to look at the semicircular file racks on both sides, "The files don't even have names. If you flip through them row by row, you don't have enough time...
…That’s why it wasn’t burned down…”
All files have no names, so what does he need to do if he wants to view the files? The appearance of the file bags is exactly the same.
"For example... put them in chronological order?" Jian Yi nodded thoughtfully, then took out a file bag from the file rack on the left and opened it.
The content in this file bag does not mean much to him. It is nothing more than a record of ordinary drug experiments, but what is more important is its recording time: 23:00 on November 1, 2019.
He put the file bag back to its original position, and then picked up the file bag on the right: midnight on November 2, 2019.
I quickly walked back to the file shelf on the right and pulled out the last file bag in the lower right corner of the file shelf. Date: 1:00 on November 8, 2021.
He took out his phone and looked at it, 1:45 on November 8th.
Until an hour ago, they were still recording the files.
But in fact, except for the date column in the entire file bag, which was filled in, the columns such as "Experimenter" and "Experimental Process" were all blank. They recorded nothing except the date.
"In this case, they can only have one purpose..." Jian Jian paced back and forth in the room, paying attention to the movement outside the door from time to time, "Concealing the time of the zombie virus outbreak."
He ignored the boy who looked at him like a fool, and then said to himself: "Judging from the degree of zombie corruption, today should be the first day of infection in the entire Gadagar State, but the first infection
The time of infection of the patient cannot be completely determined..."
According to the rules of file recording, files will be recorded once a day no matter what, that is, one file represents one hour.
The time interval was too small, and the huge number of files made it impossible for him to read all the files.
"The research center is 12.23 kilometers away from the urban area. When stimulated, the zombies travel at a speed of about 10 kilometers per hour and arrive in the urban area in about an hour... Judging from the degree of decomposition of the corpse, it appears that the corpse was infected about 12 to 16 hours ago.
, then the time span when the zombie virus starts to spread at the foot of the mountain is around 8-11 a.m., then these are the only four file bags that need to be taken... I can only take a gamble." He looked at the bread and was still eating it.
At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps downstairs - the footsteps of three people.
It was almost impossible to fight head-on with firepower, especially when he only had fifty rounds of ammunition, and he had a child with him.
There is not much time left.
Simply open the cabinet door, pull out the four file bags from the 19th to the 16th from the bottom, and then close the cabinet door directly: no matter how well the scene is disguised, the other party will definitely check the most critical file information, so eliminate
Traces of your visit are meaningless.
He took the boy's hand and quickly left the messy control center, disappearing into the darkness.
