"Phytochemical disease?"

Greg frowned, "That name sounds uncomfortable. ”

Officer Michael smiled wryly.

"That's because you haven't seen the patients yet."

"Forget it, you'll always have a chance to meet them in the next few days anyway."

Officer Michael described.

"Have you ever seen the dry bark of a tree, and now that group of guys is like this, they will become normal during the time between the sun sets and the sun rises, and they are almost no different from ordinary people in appearance."

"During this time, they become quiet, have no focus, like to bury themselves in the dirt, and swallow the dirt like crazy."

"Many of the patients who were brought to the hospital on the first day choked themselves to death while eating."

Michael has also been a police officer for many years, but he still can't help but chill when he thinks of the pictures he once saw.

Not blood and cruelty, but the weirdness that comes out of those patients.

When a person becomes a plant, it must be like that.

"Is that guy we just saw a patient too?"

Adeline asked.

"The ......"

"It's supposed to be a preliminary infection."

A young man standing next to him suddenly spoke.

The eyes of everyone were on him, and Officer Michael explained in a timely manner, "This is a staff member of the special department of the military. ”

"You can call me Chris."

The young man had a faint detachment on his face, as if he was a little impatient with the meeting in front of him.

"Someone from the military?"

Adeline didn't squeak, she glanced at Chris and his companions, because of the nature of his work, he had been in contact with many military people, but the young man in front of him did not have that special military atmosphere.

Scattered and mysterious.

"Infected?"

The other officers behind him noticed the word and couldn't help but speak.

"We thought it was a nerve medicine before we came, but no one told me it could be infected?"

Nervous Du Pin and law and order maintenance are still within the acceptable scope of work, but if this thing is contagious, then everyone should think about it carefully.

"From the current point of view, this thing is indeed contagious, but it only shows infection between relatives, and the specific transmission route has not been identified."

Michael explained.

But the police officers below clearly didn't buy it.

"You're cheating, no one told us this before you came here!"

"We're going back to Bayside!"

"Let's go now!"

The crowd was excited, and many felt like they had been deceived.

At this moment, Chris and his companions blocked the door.

"You can't go anywhere until the problem here is completely resolved."

"From now on, the entire town of Riverdale is under martial law, and no one is allowed to leave!"

"Martial law?"

Greg's face was also not good-looking.

"Are we being regulated?"

"You can understand that not long ago, the first soldiers were in place, if you don't want to believe it, you can try it and see if you can get out of here."

"If, of course, you don't use any means of transportation, but plan to use your legs to climb over the rivers and mountains around Riverdale......"

"Then you need to pray that you will not be found when you get to other places, and of course, you need to think about the surrounding swamps."

With that, Chris ignored the crowd in the room and pushed the door open.

The whole conference room was noisy, and it took a lot of effort for Michael to calm everyone down.

"The matter is not as serious as everyone thinks, and the specific situation is still under investigation."

"Maybe we will find a solution to the problem in a few days, I don't think you want to lose your job because of this, right?"

Seeing that everyone's emotions had stabilized, Michael continued.

"Patients with the disease are relatively normal at night, but during the day when the sun rises, they become extremely manic."

"They will attack anyone around them without any purpose, and their bodies will also change a lot, their skin will become dry and look like they don't have any moisture."

"In the process, if they are not heavily hydrated, their skin will quickly crack open to reveal the flesh underneath."

"Trust me......"

Michael's face was ugly, "You don't want to see that." ”

"No wonder it's called phytochemical disease."

"It's really an image."

Greg can already imagine what a diseased patient looks like.

Michael spread his hands.

"There is only one issue before us now, and that is to maintain law and order."

"So relatives and friends who have been in contact with patients have been ordered to stay in their rooms and not to go out, and we will have temporary patrol officers to check around."

"However, due to manpower problems, there will occasionally be fish that slip through the net like the one just now."

"Now that you're on board, the situation should ease a lot."

At this time, two staff members walked into the conference room carrying a suitcase.

"This is a special gun provided to us by the military, and the target who is shot will immediately go into a faint and use it against the sick patients and the imitators who are making trouble."

"Mimics?"

Officer Michael nodded.

"There are always people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, and some guys pretend to be sick, do some crazy actions in public, and then their companions take the opportunity to steal the property."

"Don't keep your hands on dealing with such a guy!"

Officer Michael said through gritted teeth.

Because of environmental concerns, many large factories in Riverdale have been removed, which is for the sake of the residents' livelihood, but it has also led to a large number of people losing their jobs.

Because of this problem, a great conflict broke out between the local residents and the town of Riverdale, and the seemingly peaceful appearance of the town concealed a large number of unemployed people.

It is these unemployed people who prevent Michael and others from doing their jobs.

Before officially starting work, Andleine and the others even obtained a special piece of equipment.

A wooden coat of arms with a special fragrance.

"What's the use of this thing?"

Officer Michael's eyes flickered, "Take it, it's a special custom in our area." ”

At the same time, Chris, who was leaving the conference room, also received a message.

"Mr. Chris."

A police officer came over with the information, "The Wolf you asked us to look for was found dead in his home not long ago. ”

"It's suicide."

"Here are some information photos from the scene, as well as the suicide note he left behind."

"Judging from the suicide note, he should have gone to a dead end because of bankruptcy."

"Dead?"

Chris was a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen years of age, with short brown hair, an ordinary appearance, but an exceptionally sharp eye.

"I finally found a clue from the union......

The companion next to him sighed.

"There are demon hunters who have accepted this Wolf's commission, and now these five people are missing, and Wolff is dead."

"The only clue is broken."

Chris clenched the information in his hand.

"Let's go!"

"Go to that factory!"

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