Chapter 714 Female Officer
“Hiss, it really hurts.” Carlos covered his small wall and suddenly lost his balance. His hand hit the wall next to him. The surveillance camera seemed to notice something abnormal here and immediately turned to him.
He took advantage of the fact that the monitor could only be viewed from one side, and with a flick of the little finger of the hand holding the wall, he drew a paper figure out of his sleeve.
The paper man fluttered to the ground, landed on the shadow, and immediately got up again, clinging to the wall, with a sense of crisis.
Carlos sighed, covered his arms and continued to move forward. His steps staggered a bit, causing the surveillance cameras to follow him all the way.
The paper man that he secretly released returned to the original hall, eating melon against the crack of the door.
Only the last few people were doing the testing. The strange thing was that after him, the remaining people went directly to the normal lounge after they finished the testing.
It was as if several seats in the lounge suddenly became vacant.
Carlos noticed something was wrong and frowned.
But under surveillance, he still walked resolutely deeper into the corridor.
The corridor is not too deep. After several turns to maximize the use of space, a brown-red wooden door appeared in front of it.
There was a faint voice coming from behind the door, and the tone was quite calm. Xiaoyao was also among them, and her laughter could be heard through the door.
Carlos knocked politely without any emotion, then opened the door and looked up.
There are a total of thirteen people in this lounge including himself.
Some of them he knew, having seen them in the entertainment hall and during daily work, while others were new faces, perhaps new here or perhaps not good at sociability.
They sat in twos and threes on the sofa and armchairs, enjoying the short-term peace after the pain.
The first person to come in had scabs on the wound on his arm, so he did not protect it carefully, but laughed and said, "You deserve it when you told me a joke to make me laugh. Now I have to tell a joke too. You deserve it." Be careful not to open the wound."
Carlos pushed the door open and the joke that had not yet been said was shelved.
"Aluo!" Xiaoyao stood up from the sofa holding her arms, "It's over, do you still feel pain?"
“Fortunately, in the end, it was okay after the knife passed.” Carlos shook his head and signaled Xiaoyao not to worry about him. Then he occupied a corner of the empty sofa and asked strangely, “Why don't you leave?”
There are a total of thirteen people here, and their wounds have different degrees of coagulation. Obviously, the ones who came in first did not leave.
"I can't leave even if I want to. Otherwise, this lounge is a spare and that one was opened because we couldn't fit it in." Someone shrugged, "This lounge is one-way and has no connection to the outside world. If we want to go through the passage, we have to go back and go through the living room."
They obviously didn't dare to go back to the living room after being asked to leave, so what else could they do? Just wait.
Carlos understands.
The people in this room are quite Buddhist, and they are not anxious about being trapped here. All they want to do is wait for all the tests to be completed before they can go out together.
He pretended to be asleep and used his consciousness to control the paper man he had just released.
His field of vision was immediately lengthened, and vision revived in the paper man's eyes.
He saw the last person also heading to the lounge. The four people in charge of testing stood up and reported the data to the recorder who was standing aside to record it.
The recorder adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, scanned the recorded data, and sneered.
The smile that flashed across that pretty face really didn't look like a good person.
After the confirmation was completed, the recorder reconnected his microphone to the speaker and calmly announced: "The testing is over this week - no one is infected. Thank you all for your cooperation." This voice not only sounded in the hall, but also directly throughout the base. Buildings.
Many uneasy survivors suddenly relaxed. Although this seemed to mean that they had been stabbed in vain, it was better than being infected in a large area in the base.
No fact is really too good.
Carlos doesn't think so.
He controlled the little paper man, hid himself in the dark, and listened to the conversation between the recorder and the detector.
The next second, he heard a strange news.
The recorder turned off the microphone and whispered: "Watch those people, I will report to the superior."
As he said that, he wanted to turn around, but the metal door behind him opened first.
“How are the test results?” An indifferent female voice came out of the hall.
A young woman in a suit walked out from behind the metal door. Compared to the others, this woman was too delicate. She had broad shoulders and a thin waist. She was wearing a women's shirt and a black suit jacket draped over her shoulders. She was full of aura. powerful.
She did not wear high heels, but a pair of leather shoes with cuffs. Her long legs under the trousers were straight and long. The woman's hair reached her waist, slightly curly, and her lips were smeared with bright red lipstick. She was beautiful and dangerous at the same time. .
On the left and right sides of the woman were three people also wearing suits. Those people were one step behind her, showing their attitude of submission.
Carlos suddenly became interested.
He knew who this woman was. She was the current manager of Base 51. Everyone called her sir.
Every new survivor who joins the base must first meet with the commander. He still remembers the day he chose the line of the base. When the patrol car arrived at the base, after a rough wash and inspection, he joined the other batch of survivors. The survivors were taken to the woman's office.
The woman looked at them at that time, raised her lips, and said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work. It will not be easy to survive in the apocalypse. The danger in the city is too high. Welcome to the base. From now on, the base will be your home. Please Get along with."
The gentleness she had back then was completely different from the one she showed up in the hall now. Her face now only had indifference and a hint of the majesty of a manager.
The recorder walked up to the woman, bowed with great respect and said: "Sir, find thirteen infected people."
The little paper man was stunned for a moment in the corner. It was both an accident and a confirmation of some kind of conjecture. It was reasonable.
Doesn't the thirteen infected people exactly correspond to the thirteen people who were called to another lounge alone?
He had already guessed this scene when he discovered that there was no way out of the lounge.
It's not because the normally open lounges are full, but because they themselves need extra supervision.
The only thing that makes him less sure is why he was judged to be infected?
You must know that his ability is not related to ghosts. Yu Xing left before the test. When he left, he felt relaxed all over.
What are the infection criteria?
Carlos was thinking hard and was not in a hurry. In fact, he had always been very calm. Now he wanted to see what the female officer's attitude was like.
After hearing the recorder's report, the female officer waved her hand disapprovingly: "Okay, take it down and deal with it."
“Sir, are the infected people with water ghost abilities among them also being dealt with?” the recorder asked.
"Oh, what are you thinking about? Those thirteen trash are just people who have just been polluted. The real 'water ghost'... has been hidden." The woman looked around gently, waving her hands without interest, "This You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it, and let's end it today.”
(End of this chapter)
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