The doctor named Ziegler, who had shoulder-length blond hair and fair skin, heard the inquiry, looked at the opening hatch, and replied in a calm tone:
"If the old man really blessed him, he should have prevented the accident from happening from the beginning. If he really wanted to bless him, it was because of today's advanced technology that we rushed to the scene in time."
"What you said makes sense, but my wife's family all believe in Christianity, so I also have to keep the fear of God. Everyone has their own opinions, haha." The young male doctor said with a smile.
"Yeah." Ziegler responded lightly and made no further comments.
Just after the conversation ended, the hatch opened completely for the three doctors to leave the emergency cabin together.
Outside the cabin.
Firefighters and police are still handling the accident scene and diverting traffic, and more ground emergency vehicles are arriving at the scene.
The injured with minor injuries sat on the public seats next to the green belt and received simple treatment from the nurses. Ziegler and several other emergency doctors who had finished the operation began to check the injuries of the injured one by one.
In the end, all the injured were transferred to two emergency boats and airlifted to the General Hospital in downtown Los Angeles.
The scrapped vehicles were removed, the roads were cleared, and Highway 105 gradually returned to normal traffic.
As for evidence collection, investigation and accountability, the local police station already had results shortly after the accident occurred.
The Los Angeles police departments, which have no worries about funds, have purchased low-intelligence artificial intelligence manufactured by Umbrella to cooperate with surveillance cameras installed in every corner of the city to assist in maintaining law and order and detecting various cases.
In addition to assisting the police, the real duty of low-intelligence artificial intelligence is to assist the red queen in monitoring the entire city.
However, the main persons responsible for causing the accident did not think about the responsibilities of the low-intelligent artificial intelligence at all, but considered the maximum limit of their own insurance.
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That night.
On the seaside road at the westernmost end of Los Angeles, a white luxury car was in traffic and headed out of the city.
Inside the car with no engine sound.
"?~?~" plays soothing music.
Sitting in the driver's seat was Ziegler, who had changed into casual clothes, tied up a short ponytail, and had slanted bangs.
When she encountered a red light, she lightly applied the brakes and stopped at a safe distance from the vehicle in front of her.
Looking at the countdown of more than ninety seconds on the signal light, Ziegler shook his head slightly, then turned up the volume of the music slightly, and then looked out the window at the night view.
At this time, parties were being held on the beach, with red and purple neon lights emitting outwards, and young men and women in swimsuits enjoying the beautiful summer night.
On the sidewalk, a large number of onlookers and tourists gathered.
She also found a strong father in the crowd, who was being chased and beaten by two angry twin daughters who looked to be about seven or eight years old. The mother stood not far away covering her mouth and laughing.
"Beep! Beep!"
Suddenly, a rapid whistle came from behind, which made Ziegler, who was a little distracted, successfully turn his attention back to driving the vehicle.
It turned out that the traffic light turned green, and the car in front of her that was keeping a safe distance from her had already passed the intersection.
Seeing this, she put her right foot on the accelerator and pressed lightly, driving the vehicle forward, and the vehicles behind her stopped complaining and honking their horns.
After driving about two kilometers, I turned right off the road and drove into a residential community. I came to a three-story house and finally parked the car in the garage on the right side of the house.
Get out of the car and walk out of the garage.
When she saw a black SUV parked across the street, she hesitated for a moment before continuing to walk towards the door.
Before Ziegler could unlock the door, a middle-aged woman with a similar appearance opened the door and asked her softly:
"You're back? How was your day? Are you tired?"
"It's okay, Mom." Ziegler responded with a smile, walked into the house, and whispered to her mother: "Is there a guest at home?"
"Well, they are in the living room and they said they are here to find you." Her mother looked towards the living room.
"Okay, I'll go talk to them."
Ziegler walked to the living room and saw two men in suits with red and white umbrella buttons on their collars.
When the two men in suits saw Ziegler coming into view, they stood up and left the sofa. One of them stepped forward, showed his ID and said solemnly:
"Doctor Cage, we are the Umbrella Armed Forces. Please come with us."
"What's wrong with you?" Ziegler's mother asked worriedly.
"..." The two men in suits remained silent.
"Don't worry, Mom, you'll be back soon." Ziegler calmly comforted her mother and smiled at the men in suits: "Lead the way."
"Thank you for your understanding."
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late at night.
Fifteen hundred kilometers east of Los Angeles, there is Raccoon City, which is far larger than Los Angeles.
As the top of all cities that never sleep, the fall of night means that for the residents of Raccoon City, real life has just begun.
Shopping malls open day and night, unique food streets, and affordable bars.
Of course, there is also the Umbrella Electronic Entertainment Exhibition Center, which is known as the "holy place" by game fans across the solar system.
The exhibition center to the west of the city center is open all year round, and the largest "trade show" is held from August 1st to 11th every year.
All game manufacturers, including Umbrella Entertainment, along with a large number of investors and news media, will gather in Raccoon City to participate in the ten-day "Electronic Entertainment Expo."
Manufacturers will announce their upcoming or unfinished games to attract the attention of investors, media, and players.
Now, the exhibition has only been held for two days.
In the top-floor office of Umbrella's headquarters building, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking Sui Bian's entire city, you can clearly see many strangely dressed people on the sidewalk, like loyal players playing game characters.
Seeing such a grand occasion and sensing the carnival atmosphere in the entire city with his spiritual power, Sui Biandu smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"If the doctor's vaccine is completed, then human beings will be protected from the influence of other dimensions and will always be in such a prosperous age."
Standing next to him, Leon, who also noticed the cheerful atmosphere, couldn't help but sigh.
Sui Bian, who heard what Sanzi said, sighed meaningfully: "I hope so."
Then he asked quietly: "What's the situation of those D-class personnel?"
"None of the 112 D-class personnel who have been vaccinated has had any adverse reactions so far, but the plague doctor said that they still need to be observed for a few more days."
The Red Queen, who was standing in the center of the office with the White Queen, responded.
Hearing this, Sui Bian nodded to express his understanding.
"Sir." At this time, Queen Bai suddenly said: "D-1999's second daughter, Ziegler Cage, has arrived at the headquarters building."
"Okay." Sui Bian turned to his desk and said, "Compile the Ibris files from twelve years ago, as well as the relevant information about Xue Manhua."