“Didn’t you advertise your quarantine work in foreign media?
I will let the people of the world see how serious you are. "
Xie Wan deliberately made some noise, waking up the quarantine staff and soldiers on guard who were sleeping next door.
When the quarantine personnel rushed into the open laboratory, they were dumbfounded to see that all the instruments and equipment had disappeared and turned into "Reincarnation Buddhas".
"Oh my god! What's going on? Where are our quarantine equipment?
That plasma centrifuge is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and that UV-visible spectrophotometer is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Who stole it? You, the Indian military, must give us an explanation. These instruments were only loaned to you. "
A Western man yelled at the Indian staff.
"Dr. Mei, weren't those instruments and equipment donated to us by your country?"
"What we, the United States, are providing you with aid is projects, not these instruments. We have given you more than a dozen quarantine stations and all the instruments, but will you use them? This is a waste of resources.
Tell me, where did you put our equipment? "
The Indian soldiers who were on guard and lived in other bungalows also rushed in.
After learning that the instruments were stolen, they all looked at the statues of "Reincarnation Buddha" on the cleansing table.
The soldiers had been stationed near Kensang Village for some time, so they naturally recognized the Buddha statue and knelt down to pray.
"The Buddha of Samsara has appeared!" The Indians knelt down in front of the Buddha statue.
"What are you doing?" Dr. Mei from the United States asked with a dark face.
"Doctor, the things you studied must have angered the gods, so the gods punished you by taking away your instruments and equipment."
"Ridiculous! It was you who stole the equipment at the quarantine station. I will protest to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, you shameless thieves."
The Ah San staff member who was scolded was also angry. He stood up and stared at Dr. Mei and asked, "Dr. Mei, don't bully us because we don't understand. Are you really here to help us with quarantine?
Why do I see you constantly extracting plasma from sick sheep and even raising them? What kind of dirty experiment are you trying to do that has offended the gods? Don't you know it in your heart?"
Xie Wan hid in the space, pointed the camera outside, and filmed everything.
The people outside were talking in English. Xie Wan understood and was surprised.
Fortunately, she did not bring the sheep raised outside into the space. Were those sheep experimental subjects infected with the disease?
Americans are still extracting plasma from pathogens. What are they going to do?
Xie Wan turned around and looked at a freezer for reagents in his storage space. After General Electric Company of the United States launched the dual-temperature refrigerator in 1939, this old-fashioned freezer was widely used in the field of scientific research.
But it is not available in China yet. When Xie Wangang sees it, he will definitely take it away and take it back for someone to study. Who knows, maybe it can help our country’s refrigerators be put on the market earlier.
This kind of refrigerator can be connected to a diesel generator, so Xie Wan can use it in space.
Xie Wan had not checked carefully before, but now he put on a mask and opened the freezer again. He saw that the top compartment was filled with a row of centrifuged pathogen plasma and even pathogen stem cell samples.
Xie Wan thought of a piece of news that he had read in the news later: the United States Agency for International Development (USAID), nominally a foreign aid agency of the US government, is mainly responsible for global health, development and humanitarian aid projects. The research projects it funds include research on emerging infectious diseases, with the aim of preventing and responding to potential global epidemics.
But in fact, they took over a large amount of experimental data from Japan's Unit 731 after World War II and have never stopped their research.
It was not until a virus from this organization leaked in later generations, first infecting the U.S. Navy and then quickly sweeping the globe, killing not only people from other countries but also a large number of their own people, that the antisocial research of this organization was gradually exposed.
Xie Wan came from the future, and she understood deeply that in the 1970s, although medical care was backward, there were simply not so many viruses in the world that people in later generations had to constantly deal with.
The number of viruses discovered in the first two thousand years of human history is not as many as the ones that have broken out in the past two decades since the 21st century.
Why?
In the 1970s, most people could recover from a common cold within seven days, even without taking medicine.
The mortality rate of the virus was much lower than in later generations.
Is it that some organizations with ulterior motives and anti-social research have changed the course of virus evolution, or even that some viruses were discovered by them?
As a doctor, Xie Wan felt angry.
The reagents and samples in this freezer might be contaminated, so Xie Wan had to be careful. She closed the freezer tightly and wrapped it with an iron chain. She had not yet decided whether to destroy it or display it to the public as evidence.
The beautiful Chinese people outside were arguing with the Indians and were even about to call their superiors to complain.
While they were away, Xie Wan also left the quarantine station.
She took out the military map coordinate ruler and realized that she had gone in the wrong direction.
After turning around and driving for a while, she soon saw the outline of the Beibeng Grand Canyon just north of her.
It was about eight o'clock in the morning, and what was rare was that the soldiers at the Asan outpost were actually doing drill.
Perhaps it was done for the foreign journalists to see; their goose-stepping was much more standard than what Xie Wan had seen in the Lions Regiment three years ago.
Especially the short, dark-faced Asan with the rank of second lieutenant, who was jumping around quite happily.
While they were training outside, Xie Wan went into the outpost and searched around, but did not find any trace of Gesang Dunzhu.
"Lieutenant Dewang, do we really have to stand guard like the opposite side today?" a soldier asked the short lieutenant.
"We waited all night last night, but there was no action from the other side. The reporters are tired, so let's arrange for them to rest so we can rest as well."
Seeing the second lieutenant enter a separate dormitory, Xie Wan followed him in and hid in the space again.
After the lieutenant named Dewang entered the room, he went to the table first, lit a stick of incense, and began to chant to the statue.
Xie Wan called Xiao Zhi over and asked, "Xiao Zhi, take a look. Does the statue this guy is worshipping look like you?"
Xiao Zhi has been feeling that Xie Wan doesn't pay much attention to him these days, and likes to call them sons when he has something to do.
He felt he had fallen out of favor.
After Xie Wan finally called him, he hurriedly climbed up Xie Wan's trouser legs and onto Xie Wan's shoulders to look outside the space.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhi perked up and laughed: "It's me, Boss, it's me, he calls me Lord Holy Rat!"
Xiao Zhi felt that the kingdom he had conquered was still there, and he was filled with pride. He held his head high and asked Xie Wan, "Boss, what do you want to ask that guy? I'll go ask him."
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