The cleaner was completely covered up, but you could tell from her figure that she was a woman. After she came in, she calmly went in and out, sweeping and wiping here and there.
Naturally, no one noticed that while cleaning, the cleaner placed a tube of topical skin ointment on the most conspicuous table before calmly leaving.
About twenty minutes later, Zhao Shuai felt bored lying down and sat up. Suddenly, he noticed something that seemed to have appeared not far away.
His gaze lingered on that spot for a long time, scrutinizing it intently.
Was it there before or after?
Thinking back carefully to everything that happened after I entered this isolation ward... Yes, I'm certain that thing wasn't there before; it only appeared after the cleaner came in!
Thinking of this, he immediately got out of bed, walked over and gently picked up the tube of 'erythromycin ointment' for external use and examined it carefully. Then he squeezed it and immediately realized that something was wrong with the thing in his hand.
If it were an ointment, it would be soft when you squeeze it, but this one in my hand flattened out when I squeezed it, clearly indicating that it was hollow inside.
When the lid was lifted, sure enough, inside was a thinly wrapped strip of paper.
After searching through a cabinet, I finally found a brand new syringe, with the needle still inside the plastic bag.
Zhao Shuai took the things to the door, glanced at them a few times, and then squatted down behind the door.
He carefully used a needle to pick out the note stuffed in the medicine tube, and upon opening it, he found, sure enough, it was a message from his informant.
The cleaner?
Regardless of whether it is true or not, the most important thing now is to go next door and inform the boss!
He inserted the needle into the lock cylinder until he heard a click, and the door was completely locked from the inside. After doing all this, he returned to the bedside, made a dummy out of pillows and blankets and lay it on the bed. Then, with some effort, he opened the sealed window and nimbly slipped out.
.............
next door.
The infrared thermal imager then displayed the distribution of all personnel from the top floor to the ground of the small building, with tiny red dots flashing continuously.
Why isn't this green dot moving?
"How can a dead thing move?"
Dead?
So, red represents goods, and green represents the dead?
"However, these are probably not human corpses, but rather the corpses of small animals, so we need to continue searching."
Gao Dan was still quite shocked. Such a small instrument could detect everything around it, clearly showing the dead and the living.
He couldn't help but cough twice: "We already checked the medical building yesterday, but we didn't find it. It seems that XX Hospital doesn't have what we're looking for!"
"So what should we do now?"
Gao Dan narrowed his eyes slightly. Just then, a faint rustling sound came from behind the window. The couple naturally noticed it immediately and looked at each other with wary eyes.
Chirp... chirp... two bird calls.
Upon hearing this, Gao Dan's serious expression softened: "It's Old Zhao," he said to his young wife, before striding towards the window.
Actually, the windows were all sealed with wooden strips, but to the three people present, these wooden strips were no different from foam in their hands. If they were made of steel railings, it would really take some time.
As soon as the window opened, Instructor Zhao popped his head out and said quickly, "Boss, we have information from an informant."
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