Chapter 254: No, this is a conspiracy!

A bang— a gunshot rang out.

The panicked crowd gradually quieted down, all looking toward Chen Yongren.

"Damn bunch of idiots!" Chen Yongren feigned anger: "If that's really the case, wouldn't you be spreading the disease outside? What about our brothers out there?"

"Everyone stay in place, spread out, no outside contact!"

"Director Gu, keep an eye on them, I'm going to call a doctor!" Chen Yongren looked at Gu Yongshan and said: "Anyone who disobeys, shoot them directly!"

"Yes!" Gu Yongshan immediately straightened up and quickly drew her pistol.

How terrifying tuberculosis is, Gu Yongshan had heard of it; naturally, the source of the disease had to be first contained within a controllable range.

Chen Yongren walked into the guardhouse with a grim face and immediately placed a call.

"Consultant Chen, the situation seems off— how did these guys suddenly get sick?" Gu Yongshan came over.

"Damn it, I didn't catch these people— you ask me, who the hell should I ask?" Chen Yongren waved his hand with a sullen face: "Stay away from me, if you infect me I'll shoot you first!"

Seeing Chen Yongren's unpleasant expression, as if he regarded himself as dirty, Gu Yongshan tactfully stepped aside, thinking viciously in her mind.

"Scared, you finally know fear— what were you doing yesterday?"

"Upon reflection, why do I always feel something's wrong?"

"How could Zheng Qian and the others suddenly come down with tuberculosis, and with such severe symptoms?"

"Could this be a conspiracy by the local Eighth Route, trying to use this opportunity to move personnel out?"

Damn it.

Gu Yongshan, this woman, really is a talent at gathering intel— her vigilance is surprisingly strong?

If this woman really intends to do something to Zheng Qian and the others...

Chen Yongren also couldn't easily stop her.

I've done all I can; the rest is left to fate.

Not long after.

A few doctors wearing masks and white coats hurried in, some with disinfectors on their backs.

"Identification!" Chen Yongren said coldly.

Putting on a full show, with an unlucky woman nearby, the necessary procedures still had to be followed.

Several doctors handed over their identification.

After the IDs were checked, the doctors' assistants began distributing cotton masks.

Seeing this, Gu Yongshan hastily put on a mask, dismissing the idea of checking the IDs.

"People are inside, go check them now, hurry!" Chen Yongren pointed toward the interrogation room.

"Yes, Commander!" the doctor replied, quickly leading the team inside.

Not long after, they hurried back out.

"That fast?" Chen Yongren feigned surprise.

Judging by the time, Zheng Qian and the others' symptoms were probably already worse— no need to examine anything.

"No need to check— the patient coughing up blood is a serious sign, likely late-stage tuberculosis." The doctor's voice trembled slightly.

"How could this happen?" Gu Yongshan grew more suspicious.

Just a few days ago during interrogation they were fine— how did they suddenly contract tuberculosis?

"Everyone's constitution differs; the incubation and onset times of tuberculosis vary— who can say for sure, it's a medical matter." The doctor looked helpless.

Fortunately, I had brought extra layers of gloves and masks beforehand.

"So what should we do now?" Gu Yongshan asked again.

"Of course we must send them away as soon as possible; we absolutely cannot keep them here, or they'll only infect more people." The doctor immediately replied.

"The site must be disinfected immediately, and anyone who had contact with them must be isolated and examined to see if they develop the disease later!"

Hearing this, Gu Yongshan's face darkened somewhat.

This meant they could no longer conduct interrogations.

Chen Yongren casually pointed at a few people: "You lot, take the bodies to the mass grave outside and dump them!"

"Huh?"

The few singled-out unlucky ones wore bitter expressions.

"Ah, bullshit— if you don't go, should I go? Keep talking and I'll shoot you right now!"

Seeing Chen Yongren reach for his waist, the named unlucky ones split up— one quick-thinking guy hurried off to start the car.

The remaining unlucky ones, faces grim, hesitantly walked into the interrogation room.

Not long after, Zheng Qian and the two others were carried out on a stretcher.

"Wait a moment."

Gu Yongshan drew her pistol from her waist, looking at Chen Yongren: "Consultant Chen, just letting them go like this could cause trouble— better to shoot them first and talk later."

Chen Yongren furrowed his brows and waved his hand impatiently.

"I understand!" Having received Chen Yongren's assent, Gu Yongshan quickly went to Zheng Qian's side and aimed her gun at his head.

"Whether it's a conspiracy or not, once they're dead, that Red Party will get nothing."

However, before Gu Yongshan could fire, Zheng Qian on the stretcher suddenly began coughing violently.

Gu Yongshan hastily stepped back two paces, but she was still a step too late.

Zheng Qian's throat kept surging up and down.

"Pfft!"

Then a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed onto Gu Yongshan.

The sudden incident left Gu Yongshan stunned on the spot, her expression dazed.

Cheng Qingyuan and the others also tilted their heads, continuously spitting out fresh blood.

"What are you staring at? Hurry up and carry the person away, the farther you throw them the better!" Seeing the truck enter the courtyard, Chen Yongren immediately shouted.

Chen Yongren knew very well that even if he said that, they wouldn't do it.

After all.

The patients on the truck were late-stage tuberculosis sufferers, and they didn't want prolonged contact.

"Yes, Advisor Chen!"

Several people hurriedly lifted the corpse onto the truck and stepped on the gas to leave.

At this moment, Gu Yongshan finally reacted, letting out a piercing scream, looking toward the doctor's direction and shouting: "Doctor, doctor, come disinfect me quickly!"

"Tuberculosis, tuberculosis, what should I do if I contract it?"

"I'm still young, I don't want to die so early!"

Soon, two people appeared, carrying sprayers, spraying back and forth on Gu Yongshan's body.

"Spray more!" Gu Yongshan said through gritted teeth.

Compared to the foul-smelling disinfectant, his own life was far more important.

Outside Songhu, a mass grave.

Here, mosquitoes and flies buzzed chaotically, the air mixed with an indescribable odor.

The several agents in charge of this matter cursed under their breath; although they felt suffocated, they dared not remove their masks for a moment.

"What the hell are you driving in for? Do you even plan to stay here?"

"This is tuberculosis, just dump it anywhere."

"You actually expect them to come take a look?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I was just scared."

"Stop the car, dump the bodies, hurry back—I don't want to die early!"

The truck braked suddenly and stopped at the roadside.

Several damned agents muttered as they spoke, lifting Zheng Qian and the two others off the truck, casually tossing them onto the pile of corpses, then hurriedly drove away.

Not long after they left,

Chen Dian, who had been waiting here all along, walked out from a pile of grass.

Behind him, several people followed.

Yesterday, Chen Yongren told them to pay more attention to the mass grave, so Chen Dian sent people over.

Watching the truck's receding back, Chen Dian felt somewhat puzzled.

Vehicle number 76?

What did they dump?