American drama life begins with Dr. House

Of course, before finding John, Duwei still had to finish this afternoon's work.

Anyway, according to the development of the plot, John should be busy looking for clues about the guy who stole his car and killed his dog.

In other words, Du Wei can't find John when he goes to his house now.

And when night comes, John will also perform a warm-up exercise at home to wake up the body that has not been killed for a long time.

After this, it's a good opportunity to talk to John.

So Du Wei honestly accepted House's arrangement in the hospital and began the mechanized blood collection work.

It is worth mentioning that the blood collection work in the afternoon was still the first round.

After all, there are too many close contacts and sub-close contacts.

From yesterday afternoon to this afternoon, I have completed a round of blood tests.

At present, it seems that due to the short period of time, the Ebola virus has not replicated to the point where it can be detected, so all contacts who have been quarantined have no symptoms for the time being.

in this case.

Du Wei could totally imagine the heads of the Army Institute of Virology and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention jumping and cursing behind his back.

If cases of humans being infected with the Ebola virus by monkeys are not found as soon as possible, many people will inevitably be pulled down in this round.

The economic losses caused by the city-wide lockdown are undoubtedly huge.

Although Mayor Eddie is willing to bear a large part of the quarantine costs at his own expense, no one can make up for the money lost by the shutdown of various industries.

If all walks of life no longer make money, then the government will not receive tax revenue.

Without tax revenue, it will be difficult to pay the salaries of public officials. Without wages, public officials in the United States will simply be ruined.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for the two major agencies taking the lead in dealing with the Ebola virus not to panic.

Especially the Institute of Virology, which is deeply involved in the whirlpool of public opinion.

I don’t know why all the black materials they had hidden in the past were exposed, pointing directly at their Level 4 laboratory where the most deadly viruses in the world are stored.

Society now almost unanimously believes that the Ebola virus was leaked from the Level 4 laboratory of the Institute of Virology.

Because according to the black material that broke out on the Internet last night, the Institute of Virology has had a precedent of researchers taking the virus out of the laboratory and leaking it.

Now it is not impossible for the Ebola virus to be leaked again.

The Army Institute of Virology is really hard to defend on this matter.

Because the only place in the beautiful country known to contain Ebola virus is their research institute.

So some of their own people are wondering if it was done by a few researchers who have access to level four laboratories.

If the Ebola virus incident hadn't ended yet, I'm afraid the investigation from the Ministry of Internal Affairs would have swept across the entire virology institute.

But everyone knows that after causing such a huge public sensation, it is impossible for the Institute of Virology to continue to open.

After that, it was either turned into a secret underground research institute or assigned to other departments.

This is not the first time this has happened anyway, their predecessors can even be traced back to the end of World War II...

Therefore, the elderly people at the Institute of Virology are not very worried about losing their jobs.

Anyway, they are studying these deadly viruses for the sake of national security.

The beautiful country officials will definitely not abandon them.

However, they probably didn't expect that the guys who wanted to kill them this time were not some conscientious media, but Du Wei, who had met them once.

Du Wei will not let this virus research institute be reborn again.

If the Army Institute of Virology was honestly researching virus vaccines and other things that would benefit mankind, Du Wei wouldn't care what it was doing.

But it turns out that these virus research institutes under the banner of national security are clearly using these viruses to research biological weapons.

Organizations that play with viruses are the root of all evil, especially in this world of entertainment.

If it were allowed to continue, Du Wei was afraid that when he opened his eyes one day, the world would suddenly (()()()) enter the plot of The Walking Dead, I Am Legend, Twelve Monkeys, Heavy Rain or Resident Evil.

In that kind of world, the number of people Du Wei could save was very limited, and he could just declare his own chronic death.

Therefore, all those who play games with viruses must die! Including the 'Ndrangheta!

But there is still no trace of where the 'Ndrangheta's headquarters is, but the Army Institute of Virology is right in front of us.

When officials are forced to dismantle the Army Institute of Virology under pressure, the viruses stored in the Level 4 laboratory will inevitably be transferred.

That's when Du Wei has a good chance to completely destroy these viruses.

Du Wei and Chase, who took off their level-4 biochemical protective suits while thinking about future plans, completed the handover.

Then I found House who was slacking off in the empty outpatient department.

When House, who had his legs propped up on the table, saw Duwei coming in, he closed the magazine in his hand:

"Let me guess, are you planning to resign?"

House also joined Du Wei's team with half a foot.

House also had a lot of speculations about the members of the Salvation Team with different temperaments.

His many years of medical practice have already given him a sharp eye.

So from the small details of those members, he easily judged that those guys all had military careers, and they should even be from more powerful special forces.

And these guys all obeyed Du Weiyan.

So Du Wei probably overstated his experience as a battlefield doctor.

Being able to win over such a group of people under his command shows that Du Wei's personality charm and strength cannot be underestimated.

Not to mention the chimpanzee named Caesar who shocked House for the rest of his life.

The appearance of this chimpanzee completely broke House's inherent knowledge for so many years.

This phenomenon of biological evolution through artificial influence has completely exceeded the scope of medicine. It should be described as... biotechnology?

Now that Du Wei has access to this kind of biotechnology, he is bound to have higher ambitions.

Because of this, House concluded that Duwei should not continue to stay in a small place like Princeton.

Resigning is just a matter of time.

Sure enough, Du Wei nodded and said:

"It won't be of much help to me to stay here now...

And I need to go to New York next, and the time of this trip is uncertain.

I think when the hospital is preparing to cut costs, it will not continue to pay an intern who does not come to work, right?

In this case, I might as well take the initiative and resign."

With a swipe of his pen, House signed his name on the resignation report handed over by Du Wei, and then after a slight hesitation, he asked:

"Okay, I will tell Dean Cady about your matter, but Caesar..."

Duwei understood House's thoughts when he heard the word "Caesar".

For House, any novel case would arouse his keen interest.

House's interest in unexpected products like Caesar that emerged from the treatment of Alzheimer's disease has long been piqued.

If he hadn't been concerned about the possible Ebola virus in Caesar, House would have wanted to conduct various tests on Caesar.

Now that he heard that Du Wei was going to New York, he was naturally worried that he might not be able to see Caesar in the future.

"Don't worry, it won't go to New York with me until it is ruled out that it is infected with Ebola virus.

And if it is willing to follow you, I will not object, and you can teach it how to behave.

In return, you can also watch its growth.

I think this would be something interesting, right?"

With Duwei's guarantee, House's expression

Noticeably relaxed.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"It's really interesting. I'll try to teach it medical knowledge.

Hopefully it will surprise us all in the future.”

Du Wei laughed and was surprised? That was inevitable.

He could imagine how House would say to the new ducklings, 'You are not even as good as a chimpanzee.

That'll be fun.

After leaving the hospital where he had stayed for a long time, Du Wei actually still felt reluctant to leave.

Because leaving here means that Du Wei has completely jumped out of his comfort zone and is ready to plunge into this cruel world and start a new round of competition with the high table hidden in the dark.

And this upcoming trip to New York will lay a solid foundation for the complete destruction of the Camorra family.

Looking at the streets in front of him that were filled with garbage due to the violence, Du Wei suddenly thought of a question.

That is, a single side mission of the Great Will to Save the World can give him nearly 30,000 days, which is eighty years of life.

If he really overthrows Gaotai, he can indirectly save at least millions, right?

"So if one day I have two million, twenty million or even two hundred million years of life, will I be able to live to the end of the world?"

Even Du Wei himself thought it was a bit outrageous after he said it. That was immortality in the true sense.

Beauty grows old and relatives and friends turn into withered bones. Such a life seems too lonely.

Du Wei shook his head and thought no more.

These things haven't even been written yet.

Maybe during a confrontation with the high table, he was accidentally shot or poisoned, causing him to fall into a coma for decades, and it was possible that his life was wasted out of thin air.

Let’s turn our thoughts to our upcoming trip to New York.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Genmei, who was nowhere to be found, and asked her to meet at the underground killer bar of the Continental Hotel...

Then he said hello to Finch and moved the nightly organizational meeting to the next morning.

…

Continental Hotel, underground killer bar.

Speaking of which, Du Wei came here quite a few times.

He found that the place was very lively no matter day or night, and there were rarely empty seats.

There are always killers drinking here, and there are always performers on the stage performing operas day and night.

This also proves from the side that the killer industry is booming.

The prosperity of the killer industry is not a good thing for most people.

Even if a killer only performs one mission a month, thousands of people are killed in assassinations every month in Princeton alone.

This does not include the possibility of accidental injury.

What's more, most entry-level killers are eager to accept missions every day in order to make money.

As time goes by, the bones of the killers who died in the Continental Hotel would be piled higher than the mountain capital.

Just when Du Wei was thinking about his thoughts while drinking coffee milk called Starry Night, a gust of fragrant wind came.

It was Genmei whom Du Wei had made an appointment with. It was obvious that Genmei had put a lot of thought into this date.

The blue backless dress, exquisite earrings, carefully drawn eyeliner, and the sparkling diamond bag in her hand made Genmei the center of attention in the city the moment she appeared on the stage.

The eyes of all the killers present flashed with envy.

Even the dancers performing on the stage paused for a moment.

But everything returned to normal soon.

As killers agree, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

An existence like Xigenmei who dares to ignore everyone's gaze and make a dazzling appearance is not the kind of weak woman.

If they dare to provoke, their bodies will be on the next takeout list.

After a few more glances at Du Wei, who was sitting opposite Gen Mei, the killers all withdrew their gazes.

No matter what, at least the guy sitting opposite Genmei is very handsome. I don’t know if this guy will be able to get up the next day.

Genmei, who was sitting in the seat, was very satisfied with the surprise in Du Wei's eyes.

She just felt that there was nothing wrong with her charm.

Du Wei's previous indifference was probably just an act.

Now is the time when true feelings are revealed.

Genmei turned around and waved to the bartender, lightly opened her red lips and ordered a glass of passion rose. Then she looked at Du Wei with her big bright eyes and said:

"What? Are you just thinking of dating me now?"

If Xiao wasn't a little itchy and went out to make trouble, I would be bored eating alone, so I wouldn't accept your invitation."

Du Wei was stunned for a moment, why were the words coming out of Genmei's mouth so exciting?

He asked Genmei to discuss business, not to have an affair.

Counting the time, John should now know that the boy who was so arrogant and arrogant that he even dared to show his face to him was Yusef, the son of Hugo, the New York gang leader he once worked for.

And John should also take out his equipment box buried deep in the cement and do some warm-up exercises.

In other words, John will return to the Continental Hotel in a while and come to this killer bar to look for Winston...

Although it was somewhat inappropriate, Du Wei decided to end this somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

"Ahem...haven't you always wanted to know who John is?

You can see him soon today."

"John?"

Genmei's mind was stuck for a while and then she remembered that the killers in the Continental Hotel had said that Duwei was the doctor introduced by John.

Even because of John's relationship, many killers were unwilling to conflict with Du Wei.

Because John is recognized by everyone as the strongest killer in recent years, and he is also one of the very few killers who has successfully retired.

What's more important is that his assassination success rate is one hundred percent.

So after he successfully assassinated the Night Stalker, the leader of a major gang in New York, his peers called him the new Night Stalker, which meant that there was nothing John could not accomplish under the dark night.

Genmei was indeed very interested in such legendary figures, but before she entered the industry, John had already retired.

In order to prevent someone from intruding into the network, the Continental Hotel keeps all information about the killer in paper files.

This made Genmei, who had invaded the mainland hotel's intranet, failed many times.

So she was even more curious about John's existence. After all, Du Wei's friends were not ordinary people.

But out of curiosity, she came tonight with the intention of going on a date, but Du Wei actually turned the date into a dinner with good friends?

When can't good brothers get together for dinner? Do we have to choose tonight?

Straight man of steel! It’s really annoying!

Just when Genmei's eyebrows were raised and she was about to get angry, a fat figure suddenly came to them and interrupted Genmei's next question.

"Eh? Why do you have the time to drink here today? Have you talked to John?"

The visitor was none other than Winston, who came here every night to drink brandy and work.

He was very surprised that Du Wei appeared here.

In his arrangement, Duwei should have persuaded John not to be impulsive at his home.

How did you end up in a killer bar?

Winston instinctively felt something was wrong.

The next second, he understood what was wrong, because Du Wei said:

"John? I made an appointment with him to meet here."

Winston, who had always been calm, opened his mouth in surprise.

When a killer who has wanted to cut off his past and retire completely returns to the Continental Hotel, it probably means that he will return to his old career.

Why did John come back? Of course he was preparing to kill someone!

Who to kill? Viggo’s son Yosef, of course!

Viggo would watch helplessly as his only son was killed by John

Die?!

of course not!

So the final outcome of the matter must be that John will kill Viggo!

Winston could almost see with his own eyes that things were spiraling out of control and never to return.

He clearly asked Duwei to dispel John's dangerous idea, but now it seems to have had the opposite effect.

Winston's face suddenly darkened:

"You said you knew how much trouble he was going to get into? How much trouble you were going to get into?"

Duwei nodded, not at all afraid of the trouble in Winston's mouth.

"Yeah, I know there's going to be some trouble."

Winston looked steadily at Du Wei's clear and bright eyes and said very seriously:

"Now that you know, have you ever thought about it? I mean seriously thought about it.

He was retired and could have lived a quiet life.

But now he will step into the muddy water again, even if he only sinks as shallow as a little finger.

Something would appear and drag him into the endless abyss.

But as his friend, you just stood by and watched him continue to sink until he died completely.

You will be held responsible for it, and it will be a guilt that will follow you for the rest of your life."

Du Wei smiled and asked a question:

"Do killers feel guilty when they kill mission targets?"

Winston replied subconsciously:

"No, a mission is a mission, and the mission goals are no different from chickens and ducks in their eyes."

Duwei raised the cup in front of him and gestured to Winston, then said:

"So if John died, I wouldn't feel any guilt.

Because actually we have only met once and are not even friends.

And he is just the target of my mission."

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