My spy diary

Chapter 506 The time to test us has come (asking for monthly tickets)
Late at night, the heavy rain gradually turned into light rain.

Zhang Yi sat on the sofa, not feeling sleepy at all, staring motionlessly at the sound of raindrops outside the window.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.
The rain poured down on the glass, making the roses on the windowsill wilt. The water drops fell, hitting the ground and hitting his nerves, again and again.

Suddenly, "Ring, ring, ring--" the phone in the living room rang life-threateningly.

Zhang Yi had been waiting for this call, but he was not in a hurry at all. He slowly lit a cigarette, and when the phone rang for the second time, he picked it up and pretended to ask in a daze:

"Who?"

"Director, I'm Zhang Wei, something happened!"

"What happened? What did you say? The cleaner was infected with the plague? Have you asked a military doctor to check? Who is the person you are looking for? You idiot! The barefoot doctor in the detention center can only treat headaches and colds. What does he know about infectious diseases? Now arrest the person immediately and seal off the prison area to prevent the news from leaking. I'll be there right away." Zhang Yi scolded him a few times, hung up the phone, and drove directly to Wanglongmen Detention Center without stopping for a moment.

Ten minutes later, he had arrived at the detention center. Zhang Wei was waiting outside the gate with an umbrella, followed by two frightened guards. They were standing awkwardly in the rain, soaking wet, like two drowned rats.

Zhang Yi put on a raincoat and a mask, and after getting off the car, he kept a distance from Zhang Wei and asked, "What's going on?"

"The director is questioning you. Why are you just standing there?" Zhang Wei kicked each of the two guards: "Idiots!"

“Cough, cough,” a guard coughed a few times, “We, we have been keeping an eye on them. They were fine the whole time. Who would have thought that the man would suddenly become ill.”

Zhang Yi took a few steps back calmly: "Is it just one person who is ill, or are all three of them ill?"

"It seems like all three have problems."

"As if? In other words, you don't even know how many people are sick? Are there any abnormalities among the other prisoners?"

The two guards were speechless and didn't know how to answer.

Zhang Wei had been thinking about the "plague" problem. He saw Zhang Yi retreating and heard the guard coughing. He immediately took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, then said, "Director, when I came out, one person was sick, and the other two were just coughing."

"That's enough. Take me to the scene." Zhang Yi interrupted him angrily. He took a few steps and suddenly stopped. He pointed at the two confused guards and said to Zhang Wei, "Team Leader Zhang, they don't need to follow us. They've worked hard all night and got caught in the rain. It's time for them to have a good rest. What do you think?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Zhang Wei's face, and then he suddenly realized what was going on. He said thoughtfully, "Director is really considerate of his subordinates. I would like to thank them on their behalf."

As he spoke, he walked over with his mask fitting tightly on, and scolded the "two wet rats" to return to the dormitory and rest immediately, and not to contact anyone.

Zhang Yi was watching him from the side, also thinking about something.

After sending away the "two wet rats", the two quickly arrived at the cell.

Old man Wang, who was staying in the registration office, was also wearing several layers of masks. When he saw them coming, he quickly opened the door and shouted in shock: "Director Zhang, it's going to die, three of them, all three of them are sick!"

That’s right. In the dim corridor of the cell, Zheng Huhe and the other two were all foaming at the mouth, their bodies huddled together, and they trembled from time to time, looking like they were having a chill.

"Director, what should we do now?" Zhang Wei's scalp was tingling. Listening to the report was one thing, and seeing it on the scene was another. At this moment, he just wanted to escape from here.

Zhang Yi's face was uncertain. He stared at the three people for a few seconds and asked Old Man Wang:

"Is there anything abnormal with the prisoner?"

"No, that's not the case. There was a bit of commotion just now, but I stopped it."

"Oh." Zhang Yi nodded, glanced at Zhang Wei, paused, and said, "You decide."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei was stunned, and Old Man Wang turned around and looked at him in confusion.

Zhang Yi ignored Old Man Wang's gaze, stared at Zhang Wei, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Take him out and bury him in a desolate place."

"Yes." Zhang Wei was startled, but then he felt it was natural. When he was thinking about how to deal with it, he heard Zhang Yi say again, "What were the names of the two guards just now? Let them handle this matter."

"I understand!" Zhang Wei took a deep breath and immediately turned around to make a phone call.

Soon, the "two drowned rats" who had changed their clothes reappeared. This time, like Zhang Wei, they not only wore masks, but also rubber gloves. Under Zhang Wei's scolding, they tremblingly put the three "cleaners" into sacks and dragged them out. Seeing this scene, Old Wang was panicked, trembling and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

"Old Wang, you continue to stay and keep an eye on the prisoner!"

"Crack" accompanied by a flash of lightning, thunder and wind, three sacks were thrown into a truck in the detention center yard, and then the dark gate of the detention center opened, and the truck quickly drove into the rain.

Zhang Yi's car followed behind.

When Zhang Yi's car disappeared behind the rain, a figure in a raincoat walked out of the darkness. He crossed the road and ran straight to the telephone booth in the distance.

"Crack!" Another flash of lightning appeared, revealing two terrified faces. A guard driving a truck couldn't stop his heart from beating wildly. "Tell me, are we infected too?"

"I guess, I shouldn't be that unlucky." The other guy wasn't much better. He huddled against the passenger side with an anxious look on his face.

In the car behind, Zhang Wei was driving and Zhang Yi was sitting in the back seat with an expressionless face. No one spoke.

Although it was past curfew, Zhang Yi had a special pass issued by the bureau headquarters, so his car was able to leave the city smoothly.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, the car windows were blurred by the water, I couldn't see the road outside clearly, and the car was getting slower and slower.

Zhang Wei kept wiping the water stains on the glass with a handkerchief. At this time, he heard Zhang Yi's voice from the back seat: "Honk the horn and ask them to find a secluded place to stop."

"Yes." Zhang Wei nodded and pressed the horn hard. The truck in front received the signal and after a series of rumblings, it also stopped on a dark road.

A guard stuck his head out of the car window and asked, "Sir, what's going on?"

"Let's solve it here." Zhang Yi took off his hat, pulled up the hood of his raincoat and put it on his head, then got out of the car.

He leaned over the front of the car and used the headlights to check. He saw that there was nothing but a few banyan trees. He turned around and shouted to the people to get out of the car:

"Dig a hole and bury them here. Finish the work quickly and go back quickly. No one is allowed to say a word when we return to the detention center!"

Zhang Wei nodded: "I understand." Then he took a few shovels from the truck and urged the two guards to work faster.

It was raining heavily, and although everyone was wearing raincoats, they were soon soaked.

Fortunately, it was raining heavily and the soil here was loose. It took more than half an hour to finally dig a deep pit. Then three cleaners in sacks were thrown in, and a bag of lime was sprinkled. The soil mixed with leaves and rain water was shoveled one by one, falling on several people, gradually filling the big pit.

Zhang Yi and Zhang Wei were afraid of being infected, so they stood far away under the banyan tree, smoking cigarettes, and watched the two guards fill up the big hole and tamp it down with shovels.

Under the soil, Zheng Hu and two underground party members tried hard to hold on, trying to win a small space for themselves, but the air was becoming thinner and thinner, and it was becoming more and more difficult for them to breathe. As the soil continued to fall, the sounds outside gradually disappeared, and they all felt that they were almost suffocating.

But Zheng Huhe knew that at this moment, he had to wait for Zhang Yi and others to leave.

In the midst of anxiety, just as he was beginning to feel exhausted and his brain was dizzy, suddenly, a loud roar was heard.

He struggled to get out a blade, fumbled to cut the sack, and frantically dug at the soil with his hands and feet.

After an unknown amount of time, the soil finally began to loosen slowly. He used all his strength to push upwards. After a few minutes, his head finally pushed out. He greedily took a few breaths of the humid air from the heavy rain at night, then dug down again and started digging frantically beside him.

"Huff, huff." Soon, the other two companions also struggled out.

On the other side, as the car moved, the rain gradually subsided, but the atmosphere in the car became more depressing.

Zhang Yi rolled down the car window a little and subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but when he took out the cigarette box, he found that the cigarette had already been crumpled and broken into a ball. He couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Wei observed Zhang Yi through the rearview mirror and asked cautiously, "Director, what should we do with these two?"

Zhang Yi paused for a moment and said gloomily: "After returning, isolate and observe first. If you are really infected, then..."

He didn't finish his words, but Zhang Wei understood them and said "yes", then asked, "Director, shall I take you home first?"

"No, I always feel uneasy if I go back to the detention center and see the prisoners again."

"What does Virgo mean?"

"As far as I know, the incubation period of plague varies from person to person, from a few hours to one or two days. If it happens, the consequences will be disastrous."

"This can't be so unlucky, right?"

"I hope not, but I have a bad feeling, drive faster!"

"That shouldn't be the case?" Zhang Wei thought silently while stepping on the accelerator.

However, when he followed Zhang Yi, who looked worried, into the cell again, he knocked on the door for a long time but no one responded. He hurriedly opened the door and saw Old Wang, who was also lying on the ground foaming at the mouth. He realized that Zhang Yi's guess had become a reality. In an instant, his face turned pale and his whole body began to tremble.

"Why are you panicking?"

"Director, what should we do now?" Zhang Wei was at a loss. How could he not panic? At this moment, not only was Old Wang foaming at the mouth, but the prisoners in several Jiazi cells were also doing the same.

"What do you mean?" Seeing his distracted look, Zhang Yi snorted coldly, "Don't bother two people with one thing. Go call those two guards and do it again."

Zhang Wei hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Director Zhang, there are so many people, and they are all Red Party criminals. According to the rules, should we report them to the bureau first?"

"Pa!" Zhang Yi slapped Zhang Wei on the face and yelled:

"I will report it naturally, without you having to tell me. What you need to do now is to calm down and follow orders. If you make any mistakes, I will kill you first."

As he walked towards the registration office, he almost yelled, "I'm telling you, if we control the epidemic, you'll have a share of the credit, but if it spreads, you'll be the first one to be found!"

"Yes." Zhang Wei was startled by him and rushed out quickly.

Zhang Yize walked into the registration office and glanced at the time. It was now 1:40 in the morning.

He wondered what Boss Dai was doing at the moment, then picked up the phone and called Dai Chunfeng's office.

However, Zhang Yi hung up the phone after just two rings.

Then, he called Room A again and performed the same operation.

At this time, Zhang Wei wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and walked in with two frightened guards.

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, but calmly pressed the stop button. However, his face showed an anxious look of waiting. After a while, he smashed the receiver on the phone in frustration, came out of the registration office angrily, glared at the three people and said:
"The call is not connected. I still say the same thing. You have contributed to the control of the epidemic, but if something goes wrong, you will be the first one to be contacted."

As he spoke, he walked up to the three people with a serious face, stood up and saluted: "Everyone, the party and the country have treated us well. The time to test us has come. Even if it means sacrificing our lives, we will not hesitate."

Zhang Wei hurriedly returned a military salute. Seeing Zhang Yi's words were so sad, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zhang Yi's eyes fall on the two guards:
"What's your name?"

The two guards' eyes were filled with panic and they were unable to react for a moment.

Zhang Wei helped introduce them: "One of them is called Fan De and the other is called Liu Zhong. Both are lieutenants."

Fan De Liu Zhong came back to his senses and hurriedly stood at attention and saluted: "Lieutenant Fan De, greetings, sir."

"Lieutenant Liu Zhong, meeting the commander."

Zhang Yi approached them with a friendly look, pulled down their raised right hands, and held them tightly: "It's Captain, Captain Fan, Captain Liu."

Fan De and Liu Zhong looked confused.

Zhang Yi smiled and explained, "As I said, the time has come to test us, so I formally recommend you two as captains. I think the Personnel Department will still give me the face for the appointment of two lieutenants. What do you think?"

As he spoke, he took a step back, looked at the three people, and said sincerely: "As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. It is also said that if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune in the future. What is there to be afraid of with just an epidemic?"

He paused, stared at the three people with confidence, and said, "Believe me, this matter will be written on our coffins a hundred years later. Time is urgent, so hurry up and do it!"

Zhang Wei and the other two were in mixed feelings. They stared at Zhang Yi, who was not even wearing a mask. He just picked up the sack on the ground and walked over. They looked at each other in surprise.

After a while, Zhang Wei smiled bitterly, picked up a sack on the ground and followed. However, he did not take off his mask. Not only did he not take it off, he put on several more and wrapped himself tightly.

The superiors had already made their move, could Fan De and Liu Zhong still stand there? The two men were terrified, frightened, and excited by the promotion and the flattery. They were shocked for a moment and followed Zhang Wei up in a daze, holding the sack.

An hour later, the few people were so tired that the sweat blurred their eyes and wet their hair, and they finally transferred all the prisoners in No. 11 to the truck.

(End of this chapter)