The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Crunch~!"

In front of the Baiyun Airport terminal square, a Volga sedan braked first, followed by two, and then three.

The people on the bus got off quickly. The young men with flat heads and wearing black Zhongshan suits looked at the crowd in the square with sharp eyes.

There were Chinese people and foreigners. The two groups were clearly divided and separated from each other. They were chattering and arguing with the airport staff.

Seeing this group of young people who just got off the bus and headed straight into the terminal, their voices became even louder.

"Fuck off! How can they get in? I'm anxious to pick them up~!"

"You shouldn't go back yet. The airport is temporarily closed. You can wait at home~!"

Faced with the anxious crowd, the airport staff kept a close watch on the only entrance and exit and kindly comforted the people who came to pick up the passengers.

Some people who were more curious were aware of what was happening in the terminal and stood on tiptoe trying to see inside through the glass windows. However, after the lights on the side close to the square were turned off, it was pitch black when viewed from the outside.

“Da~da~!”

Leather shoes tapped on the marble floor as they watched a group of people in Zhongshan suits come in and wait at the gate. The anxiously waiting airport public security personnel hurried over to greet them.

"I'm Fang Weihao from the Yuezhou Station of the Investigation Department. Please take me there~!"

After entering the terminal, the middle-aged man in the lead took out his ID. The young men behind him, each of them in high spirits and as sharp as hawks, looked inside the terminal.

"No problem, you're finally here~!"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. Tonight's scene was the first time the police had encountered it, and it was extremely tricky. When they saw someone from the Investigation Department finally coming, they felt like they had found their backbone and quickly handed over the hot potato.

"How's the situation~?"

"That foreigner has a bad temper and refuses to put down his suitcase or accept inspection. He wants to contact the embassy. We are at a standstill now. We cannot determine whether there are any prohibited items inside, and the soldier is unwilling to let him go~!"

Director Fang's face darkened when he heard this. On the contrary, the young people following behind him began to get excited, as if they had smelled the scent of a spy.

"What was his name found in the flight records?"

"George Watt, a British man, flew from Beijing Capital Airport and arrived here. He holds an official passport and his movements are not restricted. Oh, and I checked. He is on a flight tomorrow, leaving the country for Hong Kong~!"

Director Fang paused for a moment, feeling that the smell was becoming stronger and stronger. From the capital to Yuezhou, and from Yuezhou to Hong Kong, the itinerary seemed rather anxious.

"Ah Cheng, contact the customs department and retrieve his entry and exit records, the reason for entry, his residence after entry, and the people who entered the country with him. Whether he has been in Beijing all the time or arrived in Beijing from other places, immediately~!"

"Jingsheng, contact Shenzhen City and strengthen the patrol checkpoints, especially the location of Zhongying Street."

"Yes~!"

"Yes~!"

After arranging the personnel, Director Fang continued to head to the baggage hall without stopping, but his expression became more cautious. Judging from the current situation, there was a high probability that there was something wrong with that foreigner.

In the lounge on the first floor of the lobby.

Huang's father and mother did not go out. Because of their relationship with the soldier in question, they were temporarily invited to the lounge by the airport security personnel.

"These are the family members of that soldier comrade~!"

"Akun, go and let them know the situation~!"

Director Fang stopped and looked through the glass on the door. Seeing that Mr. Huang looked calm, he did not push the door open.

"What on earth do you want? You are detaining a peaceful person without authorization. This is discrimination. I want to file a complaint against him. I want to report him~!"

Foreigners' Mandarin is just so-so.

At this point, Director Fang could already hear that awkward voice, which sounded a bit noisy and lacking in confidence. "Chief Chen, this is a comrade from the Investigation Department~!"

"Finally you're here. I don't know what to do. This is the information I learned from the conversation just now~!"

When the people from the investigation department arrived, Section Chief Chen from the airport security department finally breathed a sigh of relief. The stupid foreigner had been irritating him so much that he had lost all patience.

"According to him, he is a foreign expert hired by the Northwest Lancheng Chemical Industry to help the chemical plant solve technical problems. His box contains some kind of jerboa, which is unique to the Northwest desert. We haven't opened the box to see it yet. Comrade Li Feng stopped us from opening the box to check~!"

"Jerboa, is it a mouse? What does he do with the mouse?"

He looked at the interrogation record carefully, and glanced at the foreign guy who was waving his hands and looking angry.

On the contrary, the other one was sitting quietly on the stopped transmission belt, watching the foreigner's anxious look and smiling.

"He said he was taking it back for his lover. He had an animal export permit issued by the agricultural department, but the certificate said it wasn't a jerboa or a mouse, but a rabbit. I confirmed it~!"

"For my wife, a foreign woman who likes mice, rats, rabbits, and all that kind of shit?"

Director Fang knocked his head with his palm, looking speechless. The animal exit certificate showed a rabbit, and the foreigner himself admitted that what was in the suitcase was a Northwestern jerboa. Could it be that this Northwestern jerboa looked a lot like a rabbit?

"It should be a rodent. I heard some squeaking sounds from a close distance, very much like a rat."

Looking at the brown suitcase placed in the middle of the hall, Director Fang was full of question marks. Could it be that the agricultural department had made a mistake?

Looking at Li Feng who was sitting there as steady as a rock, no matter what was in the box were rabbits, mice, or even jerboas, it shouldn't have caused such a big fuss.

When I listened to him earlier, I felt that this foreigner had some traces of a spy. Now, after listening to what Section Chief Chen said, I feel that the trace of a spy has faded a little.

"By the way, take a look at the palm of the foreigner's right hand. The doctor on duty at the airport took a look and said it could be chemical corrosion or radiation burns!"

Following Section Chief Chen's reminder, Director Fang glanced at the foreigner's right hand and saw the obvious peeling on the palm and fingers, as well as the bright red palm after partial peeling. He felt that he was faced with a difficult choice between two options.

George Watt was a technical expert at the Lancheng Chemical Plant. According to the nature of his work unit, theoretically, he should be exposed to chemicals, and it is not impossible for his hands to be corroded.

"What is radioactive burn? I seem to have heard this term somewhere before."

Director Fang scratched his chin, not ashamed of his lack of professionalism. If you don't understand, just ask. It's fatal to pretend to know when you don't. Any doubts must be magnified.

"The doctor only looked at it from a distance and was not sure because radioactive burns seem to be related to the atomic bomb explosion. I don't know anything about radiation or contamination~!"

When Director Fang heard the word "atomic bomb", his eyelids couldn't help but jump. He couldn't help but look at Li Feng who was still sitting there calmly, and then he couldn't help but look at Watt.

"Box, rabbit, mouse, hand, chemistry, radiation, Lancheng, northwest, Gobi...!"

True and false, false and true, it makes people dare not think too deeply.

Only then did Director Fang realize what it meant to be terrified. Even though he was in Yuezhou, he knew that the confidentiality level of the atomic bomb was the highest in the country.

"Go ahead, control that person for me~!"

Director Fang raised his arm, hesitated for a moment, and then swung it down with force. His voice was a little hoarse and trembling. Even if there was a one percent chance, the box had to be opened.

"Boom, hum~!"

A jeep led the way, followed by military trucks. The soldiers from the 21st Battalion of the 1st Chemical Defense Regiment hurriedly arrived at the square.

Public security officers and airport staff worked together to disperse the onlookers and make room for the military vehicle. As the tailgate opened, soldiers ready to go jumped out of the vehicle one after another.

He was wearing a neat dark green one-piece chemical protective suit, with only two glass lenses of the gas mask left at the eyes, and a long plastic pipe connected to the filter hanging at his waist at the mouth.

As the soldiers began to line up in front of the glass window near the baggage hall, the Geiger counter on their waists made a "clicking" sound.

It was like the buzzing sound made when tuning a radio. Perhaps due to the distance or the obstruction, the sound was relatively quiet. Before I knew it, the pointer on the counter began to tremble slightly. (End of this chapter)