Saturday, November 2nd, is not a working day, but high-energy centers at all levels in the 12 districts have canceled all holidays and everyone is on duty. Even the bright sunshine outside the window cannot sweep away the resentment in the office building...
…Actually, it was more about tension, confusion and uneasiness. It seemed that an uncertain wind was blowing the embers of the explosion and the burning city from 1,700 kilometers away to the Indochina Peninsula.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Rankine walked through the elevator hall and also through the realm of sunlight and dust.
In front of him is Tang Li's office. Unlike some time ago, it was deserted outside the door, and there was no one in the reception room opposite. Everyone knew that this weird boss hadn't come to work for a long time, so they wouldn't come here to knock on the door to show off.
That is to say, Lang Jin comes here every day to check whether the cleaning is done conscientiously and to keep the office spotless.
Today he came here again, but he was carrying the box seriously to deliver materials.
Surprisingly but not surprisingly, the office door was not opened, and the person did not come at the appointed time.
Lang Jin clearly had the permission to enter Tang Li's office, but he stopped outside the door and continued to leave a message under the message sent in the morning: "Mr. Tang, the information is ready. Because it is a confidential document, it cannot be placed alone. If you come over, I will
Say hello to me and I'll send it to you."
A few minutes later, a word came back from the other side: "Okay."
Langkin immediately felt relaxed, hugged the data box again, and returned to his office as if nothing had happened.
Before he could even sit still, Jing Xiu, who had just handed him the batch of files, rushed to his side and startled him.
"What?"
"It exploded again! Another one exploded!"
Jing Xiu's expression was super complex, a little excited to watch the excitement, but also conscious of the self-restraint that her emotions and reactions were not right, so that her pretty face was a little distorted.
Rankin's scalp tightened and he subconsciously asked: "The nuclear bomb? Where is it? How much yield?"
Jing Xiu immediately responded: "East 927th District, this time it's not in our district, it's in the 13th District."
"East 927..." Because of this number, Langkin's eyelids twitched, he closed his eyes slightly, trying his best to keep his tone calm, "It seems like the Luzon Basin area, is there no man's land over there?"
"More or less, there are at most a few islands and reefs. Hey, you even went there to do equipment maintenance."
"You know again?" Rankin then realized that he had not put the information box on the table, so he threw it on the table angrily, and the heavy information box almost knocked over the pen holder.
Jing Xiu shrugged: "Didn't you want to check this information just now? You just happened to have a glimpse of it."
At this time, Lang Jin's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, but when he thought about this time again, he gradually relaxed again. He was really relieved - the serious information had not been sent to Tang Li's head, and there was
Something happened again. Let's call it "over there", so that it wouldn't be blamed on him anyway.
But why are the "Reclamation Corps" so crazy?
The big-mouthed Wang Peilie, who was so idle during this period, also walked in and joined the discussion: "When the third district rebelled, they didn't drop nuclear bombs, right? That's good, two bombs were exploded in twelve hours! Grandma, no
Will it blow the radioactive dust over?"
While searching for news, Rankin asked again: "How many equivalents?"
This is the second time he has asked this question.
Jing Xiu finally responded: "I don't know. At present, the media are all speculating, and there is no internal news. However, according to online discussions, it is basically believed that this is not a tactical nuclear bomb, at least more than 100,000 tons... The earthquake was clearly felt in the surrounding area.
There is also a tsunami warning.”
"Damn, the 'Reclamation Group' is crazy. They usually disappear. How can we find a sense of presence at this time!" Wang Peilie continued to talk nonsense, but he still wanted to analyze it carefully, "So, it's those two super-A class wanted criminals.
Ran over? Let the 'reclamation team' catch the trace, and then..."
"Please don't think like that." Jing Xiu ruffled his hair. "If this logic applies, wherever the two super-A wanted criminals appear in the future, a nuclear bomb will follow them. It won't take long, everywhere.
It’s become a no man’s land.”
At this time, other people in the office were also participating in the discussion outside:
"I was still in East 824 District at four o'clock in the morning. Six hours later, I was 1,200 to 300 kilometers away? You took a special plane, right?"
"So the 'reclamation regiment' just watched and was not defeated?"
No, not six hours, probably only four hours.
If the information he sent out this morning matches that person's story.
It is not impossible. After all, Ms. Shanchuan, the biggest "accomplice", went from brazenly attacking to inexplicably establishing such a good relationship with Tang Li overnight. This does not follow normal logic, and is more like some powerful force.
, including personal and organizational power at play.
The previous doubts can vaguely match what happened last night...
Of course, this is the worst case scenario.
Lang Jin thought about the call, but did not join the discussion. In addition to being deeply worried, it was also because at this time, another message was sent from the regional center. This time it was an online video conference notice, requiring middle-level and full-time personnel from each district center to participate.
The time was very tight, it was set at 10:30 in the morning, and there was only less than half an hour of notice and preparation time.
Such an emergency meeting made Rankin frown. He immediately stood up and stopped several subordinates who were having a heated discussion: "Go and organize the remote meeting place, give the middle-level and above a break, and prepare for the meeting. Don't go out in the morning. Those who have already gone out should hurry up."
Hurry back. I'll go find Mr. Mei and formally notify you when I get back."
Two minutes later, Lang Jin saw Mei Zhu in the deputy director's office.
In fact, when they first came to work today, the deputy director who was temporarily in charge of the work had already led them to a meeting to convey the spirit of various notices sent by the Regional High Energy Center in the early morning. At that time, Langkin felt that the old leader's mental state
Very bad, probably like him, he didn't sleep all night.
Looking at it from a closer look now, it looks like pus can flow from the swollen bags under his eyes with just a scratch.
Mei Zhu smoked heavily, habitually stubbing it out after taking a puff, so that the ashtray was full.
While Mei Zhu was reading the meeting notice, Lang Jin cleaned the ashtray on his desk.
Mei Zhu read the short notice for several minutes.
In fact, there are no twists and turns here. Just arrange the venue and gather the people according to the notice. But he just looked at it and thought about it.
Rankin watched the time passing by, feeling a little anxious, but he still stood in front of his desk and waited patiently.