Anti-terrorism

Seeing Xu Hang sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, Xu Yilin put down the face in his hands and walked to sit next to Xu Hang, quietly looking at Xu Hang's chin, Xu Hang saw Xu Yilin from the corner of his eye, he stretched out his hand and touched the root. The cigarette was lit, and then one hand was placed on Xu Yilin's head.

"It's tiring to live like this."

There was no sadness or joy on Xu Hang's face, he was obviously complaining, but he didn't feel any complaint at all, as if he was used to this kind of thing.Xu Yilin looked at Xu Hang's face and suddenly smiled. He put his hand on Xu Hang's hand that was pressing the top of his head, and then grabbed Xu Hang's middle finger.

"When I grow up, I will let you live the most comfortable life."

"It's not worth it, it will take a long time until you grow up." Xu Hang took off his hand, and then shook the middle finger that Xu Yilin was holding. "Xu Yilin, do you know what I've been thinking about?"

"I don't know..." Xu Yilin looked into Xu Hang's eyes and shook his head, but obviously he was looking forward to the answer.

"I was thinking that I didn't go to college. It would be better to go to a military academy, and then go to the army, so I don't have to be called illiterate... Actually, I'm not that illiterate. It should be normal for me to graduate from high school. There are also quite a few people here who don’t study much, not to mention that I have studied for three years more than the nine-year compulsory education.” Xu Hang raised his legs and started chatting with Xu Yilin. He doesn’t talk too much, but he also has a lot. He likes to babble with people when he has nothing to do. In the past, no one talked to him, but now he finally has someone around him, so he can babble as much as he can.

"But it's different now. Look at you. You are so smart. Maybe you can get a double degree. If you enter the army so awesome, who dares to look down on you? If you enter, you will definitely have a higher rank than others. Wait a minute, if you don’t have enough physical strength, you can become a technical soldier. After a few years, you might become a school officer. Unlike me, who has lived and died for the country for so many years, I’m still only a second lieutenant. It makes me angry, hey, life, life."

Xu Yilin listened very seriously, he raised his head to think for a while, and then said seriously. "Dad, I will read the book well."

"Yeah, yes, read it carefully." Xu Hang nodded again and again, but after thinking about it, he realized another thing. "Yes, you still need to study."

Xu Hang's sitting posture was correct. He punched his palm and stared at Xu Yilin's face. Solving the problem of his schooling is the most important thing. The most important thing for children is education, virus. , Infection, it's not the most important thing at this stage, the most important thing is that it's useless to worry about it.

"Study?" Xu Yilin repeated in a questioning tone, Xu Hang grabbed him up, picked up the key and prepared to go out. "Going to the bookstore?"

"go."

Xu Yilin's answer was very neat.

Xu Hang remembered that this kid loved reading very much, but he hadn't held a book in his arms for a few days recently. Reading is a good habit. He is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so he can't let it go easily.Although he is currently in the escape stage, to be honest, Xu Hang has killed many people. The one who died that night was not enough to make him panic all day long. It has become very calm.He knows the police tracking methods best, so he is not afraid of who will catch him at all. He also proposed the technical improvement of reconnaissance before. He can only say how strong Xu Hang's reconnaissance was at the beginning. There are many abnormalities.

It's a shame about that house.Xu Hang thought to himself, if he had known earlier, he would not have bought it. From the very beginning, he should have reckoned that he would not have a stable life at all.

After wandering around for a few times, asking for directions a few times, and finally found a bookstore, Xu Hang asked Xu Yilin to pick out a few books and buy them first, while he himself planned to let Xu Yilin go to school.

12 years old should be able to enter junior high school, what should I do with the admission procedures?Want a primary school diploma?Or can you read it as long as you lead someone there?Hukou should still be required, Xu Hang stood outside, smoking a cigarette, thinking a bit anxiously.Holding a book in his hand, Xu Yilin stood in front of the bookshelf and turned his head to look at Xu Hang's back. He saw Xu Hang smoke a cigarette until only the butt remained, and then squeeze out the orange-red cigarette end with his fingers.

Xu Yilin suddenly remembered what Xu Hang said to send him to school.

It was not the first time that Xu Hang mentioned the matter of school in front of him, but it was the first time that he had thought about it so carefully after mentioning it. Xu Yilin put his eyes on the book that was still wrapped in transparent plastic film in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and let it go. I went back to the original place, then walked to the teaching materials area, and took the materials books for the first to third grades, two subjects of language and mathematics, a total of six books.

"Dad, I have chosen."

Xu Yilin stood in front of the cashier and shouted outside, Xu Hang came back to his senses, quickly threw the cigarette butts into the trash can and walked into the bookstore, took out his wallet, and glanced at the books in the plastic bag.

"Why is it so like a practice question?"

"This is the practice question." Xu Yilin replied affirmatively. Xu Hang took the change from the cashier, and then took out the questions in the bag to have a look. "I haven't gone to school yet, why do you do the questions? I want to go to school so much."

The child shook his head, then took the book in Xu Hang's hand and put it in a plastic bag again.

"If I can understand this without going to school, can I not have to read?"

Xu Hang froze for a moment, then frowned, as if he didn't understand. "You don't want to go to school?"

Xu Yilin stared at Xu Hang's puzzled expression and swallowed a sentence that slipped to his lips. He shook his head, and then walked out of the bookstore with the exercises in hand. "No, no, I want to preview."

Hearing this, Xu Hang gave a clear oh, then nodded in approval, "This is pretty good."

What Xu Hang is struggling with is how to send Xu Yilin to school. He has long forgotten how he started school before. He only remembers to bring tuition fees and homework for the holidays. Xu Yilin realizes that if he goes to school, he must go to school with Xu Hang. Separation, he was resisting this kind of separation from the bottom of his heart, but he also felt that Xu Hang had expectations of himself in this matter, and he didn't want to disobey, or he didn't want to let Xu Hang down on him.

On the second day after checking into the hotel, Xu Hang first asked the hotel owner how to enroll the child in school, and then searched for information on the Internet. Fortunately, he had all the documents Xu Yilin needed for admission, but the matter of that night has not yet been decided. After that, Xu Hang still couldn't feel at ease to let Xu Yilin settle down in a certain place.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there was a strong wind blowing outside the house, and the windows were rattling. The heavy rain had just stopped, and the road outside exuded a wet smell of mud, which was particularly fresh mixed with the smell of oxygen.A man of medium build unlocked the door with a key, took off his dark green raincoat that was still dripping water, and walked into the house. He was wearing a camouflage uniform, with a straight figure, and his whole body exuded the military spirit. Serious and neat honed.This is an office, and the long white light tubes are used as lighting tools, making the originally cool-toned office more simple and clear.

"Team seat, you're here." A dark-skinned soldier stood up after seeing the man. The man nodded in response to his greeting, and he went straight to the desk. "How's it going? What's the result of the blood analysis collected at the scene?"

The soldier sat back on the chair, and then operated the mouse to click on a set of folders, which contained several documents.

"The blood test results have come out. The chromosomes are disordered, the damage is serious, and the DNA cannot be distinguished. It can be confirmed that there are two infected people. No, the victim's head was cut off. We analyzed that he might have bitten the suspect, because the suspect's blood was detected in the victim's digestive tract by a forensic doctor. They were all gouged out, and the head was probably taken because the victim had the suspect's flesh in his mouth."

The man looked at the data on the report without saying a word. The soldier pulled the progress bar, and a group of pictures was dragged up.

"The suspect has been recorded before, and his DNA has appeared at the scene where an important American official was killed." On the screen is a Caucasian man lying in a pool of blood, with a deep scratch on his throat, which can be seen from the One hit kills.

"Although the deceased in the incident a few days ago was also an infected person, he has not yet been involved in any major criminal case, and the suspect is still on the run. From his blood analysis, it can be determined that he is a severely infected person."

"We have downloaded his blood sample analysis from the database in the United States. The virus level is probably at A or above. The more severe the infection, the more severely the genetic damage will be. The virus gene replaces the complete DNA chain. The suspect The blood sample analysis this time is a bit different from the last time. His DNA was damaged a lot more than last time, so the degree of fusion between him and the virus is also quite high, which is the data we have so far. The infected with the highest degree of fusion."

"There is very likely a behind-the-scenes organization behind him. According to analysis, his crimes are definitely more than this time and that time in the United States. Someone has been doing the finishing work for him. We can't track him at all."

Below the picture is a string of genetic data and criminal analysis. After listening to it, the man pondered for a moment, then threw a USB flash drive over.

"Give me a copy of all relevant information about this incident."

"Yes, team seat."

The soldier quickly copied the data and put it into a USB flash drive. The man looked at the green side of the computer, and the emotional changes in his eyes were like thick ink smearing in clear water. The blackness spread more and more widely, disturbing the Qingming. into chaos.

For agencies outside their responsibilities, these things are very high-density. The virus has appeared as early as ten years ago, but there has never been any sign of spreading or a major outbreak. The prevention and control vaccine has not been researched, and the country is still helpless against the virus. .In recent years, terrorist incidents have been staged more and more intensively. Nearly 79% of them are from members of Black Sunflower, and they are all infected without exception. Of the remaining 21%, 80% are due to the attack on Black Sunflower. Ordinary people who began to carry out terrorist attacks on society because of their admiration and worship.

The progress bar of the copy reached [-]%. The man took the USB flash drive and held it in his hand. Just as he was about to leave, the soldier behind him stood up.

"Captain Bai, is Xiaobaicai feeling better from her cold?"

The man took back the foot he stepped forward, and after he stood still, he turned his head, a smile appeared on his always serious face, with the kindness and maturity of a middle-aged man.

"The weather has been too unpredictable recently, and I caught a cold accidentally, but it shouldn't be a big problem. No matter how big it is, there is still a military hospital to support it."

"That's right. I have to ask someone to make my sister-in-law pay more attention. You won't be able to go home. It's not good to keep thinking about your child's illness."

The man smiled and nodded, thinking of his daughter, he felt better.