You were allowed to marry into No. 76 family, and you were promoted to director?

Chapter 398 Incineration
Seeing Zhao Xuan's solemn expression, Yua dropped her joking attitude:

"What happened?"

Zhao Xuan quickly recounted the situation. After listening, Murakami Yua couldn't help but swallow hard, her expression turning somewhat terrified.
"Zhao Sang, we already knew that those kinds of viruses were quite troublesome just by testing their activity through containers, and now you're telling me there's been a leak?"

"We sealed it very well at the time, so how could it have leaked?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"It's possible that Saburo Kagasawa and Hei Kasahara, those two incompetent individuals, made a mistake during the operation, leading to the virus leak."

Yua Murakami's lips twitched. They had tested the seal multiple times and there were absolutely no problems. Therefore, what Zhao Xuan said must be the root cause of the virus leak.

However, this was a project that was originally handled by the original agency, so the original agency should bear full responsibility for any problems that arise.

However, now that Doi-Yuan has actually come knocking on her door, Murakami Yua is so angry she wants to slap Doi-Yuan to death.

Sending them on such a dangerous mission, won't they get infected?
"Zhao Sang, what should we do?"

Zhao Xuan sighed:

"There's nothing we can do. Tu Feiyuan has already reported it to the cabinet. With something this big happening, Tu Feiyuan will be severely injured, if not killed. But in the entire Shanghai, only our technical department can handle this level of crisis."

"So, Doiyu is really got us cornered. If we don't go, and the cabinet blames us, Doiyu will definitely turn the tables on us."

"Alright, time is running out. Notify the rest of the technical department to bring their biohazard suits and get everything ready. I'm going with you this time. We must keep the crisis under control to the smallest possible extent."

Yua Murakami looked at Zhao Xuan in surprise:

"Zhao Sang, you don't have to go, and the section chief probably won't agree to let you go!"

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"Stop talking nonsense. Only you and I know that stuff best here. As long as the protective measures are in place, the risk of infection is almost zero. We're just going in to investigate the situation and then we'll leave once we've confirmed everything."

"If the situation inside gets out of our control, then we will have no choice but to physically eliminate it in order to ensure the safety of Shanghai."

Yua Murakami nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, I'll go prepare right away. Zhao Sang, wait for us for two minutes!"

After speaking, Yua Murakami turned to look at all the staff members:
"Everyone, put down your work, put on your biohazard suits, and board the vehicle in five minutes."

The alarm echoed down the corridor, and the entire technical team quickly assembled, donning their sealed biohazard suits one by one.

Zhao Xuan checked the detection equipment and communication devices he was carrying, his gaze sweeping over every tense face.

Seeing the fully armed members of the Technical Section emerge from the Special Higher Police Department's front yard, Aizawa Keiko's heart pounded with tension. Especially when she saw Zhao Xuan standing with Murakami Yua, Aizawa Keiko nearly went crazy!
"Baka! Ah Xuan, what are you doing?"

Aizawa Keiko strode forward, her beautiful eyes filled with anxiety and anger:

"You know perfectly well how dangerous that place is, so why did you still go there yourself?"

Lan Zehui knew how demoralizing her words were, but all she wanted was for Zhao Xuan to be safe; nothing else mattered.

Even though the people in the technical department all had incredibly complicated expressions, Aizawa Keiko didn't take it seriously.

Zhao Xuan smiled and patted Lan Zehuizi on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, Keiko, nothing will happen. No one knows that virus better than me and Yua. If it does leak, I'll go with you and we should be able to come up with a solution in the shortest amount of time."

Tu Feiyuan was already on the verge of a breakdown, but seeing that Zhao Xuan was also going along, and hearing what Zhao Xuan said, Tu Feiyuan's mood immediately became excited:
"Zhao Sang, if you can rest assured this time, no matter what the outcome is, I will owe you a favor."

"Section Chief Lan Ze, time is of the essence. Forty minutes have already passed. The sooner we get there, the greater their chances will be."

Aizawa Keiko's beautiful eyes filled with tears, her pearly teeth biting her red lips, her eyes red as she stared at Zhao Xuan, finally giving the order with a slightly choked voice:
"Ah Xuan, no matter what, I order you, you must come back safely!"

"Yes!"

The office of the head of the intelligence advisory section is located on the third floor of the central office building.

Lin Jieru, who had just brought back the hot water from the office, looked curiously at Huang Qian standing by the window and slowly walked over:

"Huang Qian, what are you doing? What are you looking at so intently?"

Lin Jieru stood at the window and saw the technical staff in biohazard suits in the courtyard.

They had already begun boarding the vehicle. Lin Jieru looked at Huang Qian beside her with a puzzled expression:
"What's going on? Such a big commotion!"

Huang Qian swallowed, shook her head, thought for a moment, and then said with a furrowed brow:
"I only saw the process, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I only knew that they were very emotional, especially Tu Feiyuan."

"Also, it seems our section chief has boarded the bus."

"Where are they going?"

Lin Jieru looked thoughtfully at the military trucks and cars that had already driven away from the compound and asked a question.

Huang Qian shook her head:

“Wearing that kind of outfit out is definitely not a good thing.”

At the same time, Zhao Xuan, who was traveling by car to Sheshan, had Edith send out the telegram.

One letter was addressed to the mountain city, and the other was sent to the Red Party's base area.

The telegram was concise and urgent: a suspected virus leak had occurred at the Sheshan laboratory, and they were en route to handle the situation.

About an hour later, Zhao Xuan and the technical team led by Murakami Yua arrived at the place where Sakai Michiko had ordered the defenses to be deployed.

Seeing that someone had finally arrived, Michiko Sakai suppressed her fear and quickly stepped forward. She felt short of breath and didn't know if it was from infection or from her tension and fear.
Seeing Zhao Xuan and Yua, dressed in biohazard suits, get out of the car first, Michiko quickly stopped in her tracks:
"Mr. Zhao, Section Chief Murakami, thank you for your help."

Zhao Xuan nodded, and after exchanging a glance with Yua Murakami, Yua immediately ordered her subordinates to test everyone brought by Michiko Sakai.

Currently, the only way to determine whether someone is infected is by checking if they have a high fever.

Zhao Xuan then helped Michiko sit down against a large tree, handed her a thermometer, and spoke in a gentle, reassuring voice:
"Don't be nervous, Ms. Michiko, let's take your temperature first."

"Also, tell me where the infected person you found is. I need to send someone there immediately."

Michiko took several deep breaths, then, after placing the thermometer under her armpit, said in a slightly trembling voice:

“Continue along this road for about 300 meters, and you’ll reach a U-turn. Once you get past that, you’ll see that he has already been shot dead by my men.”

Zhao Xuan nodded, then immediately beckoned to a person from the technical department. After explaining the situation to him, he asked him to take a team and go over to investigate.

Time ticked by, and Michiko looked at Zhao Xuan with despair:

"Mr. Zhao, it shouldn't be a virus leak, right?"

Zhao Xuan sighed:

"You made these arrangements, didn't you anticipate this situation back then?"

She thought it was her own business, but hearing Zhao Xuan say those words, Michiko felt even more desperate:
"Zhao Sang, I won't die, right? I don't want to die. I haven't achieved my dreams yet. Zhao Sang, save me!"

Zhao Xuan remained silent for a moment, his gaze falling on her slightly trembling hands. The thermometer showed 37.8 degrees Celsius, which was not yet at the level of a high fever.

He said softly:

"No one can guarantee anything right now, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will do our best."

Michiko's tears fell silently, but Zhao Xuan had already turned and walked towards the testing team, whispering the order:

"Prepare isolation tents, and keep all contacts under control in place. No one may leave without authorization."

After issuing the order, Zhao Xuan quickly found Yua Murakami and asked her to immediately gather a group of elites to form a strike team. Then, Zhao Xuan and Yua Murakami led the team into Sheshan to conduct an on-site investigation.

In less than two minutes, the team was assembled. Yua Murakami left the deputy section chief behind to coordinate the subsequent testing and quarantine work, while she and Zhao Xuan got into the car together and led the team to continue towards the Sheshan Research Institute.

About fifteen minutes later, the vehicle slowly came to a stop. The technical officer in charge of driving stared wide-eyed at the defense zone ahead, which should have been occupied by the Third Military Police Company. At this moment, the metal railings blocking the road at the checkpoint had been smashed open and twisted on the ground, and the entire defense line was littered with the ravaged corpses of military police.

"The defenses have collapsed!"

Even though Yua Murakami was mentally prepared, she still felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the scene before her.

Even this place has become a scene of carnage, indicating that the infection is spreading much faster than expected. Murakami Yua's heart was in her throat.

This is the outermost edge of the Sheshan defense line. If this place has fallen, the situation inside is probably unimaginable.

Zhao Xuan, who was driving, glanced around at the surroundings, nodded to Murakami Yua in the passenger seat, and continued driving!
The scene just now was just an appetizer. The closer we got to the Sheshan Research Institute, the more corpses we saw, and the more severely they decomposed.

Perhaps the soldiers lying on the ground at the defensive line they just passed were not dead, but these were not things that Zhao Xuan and Murakami Yua were thinking about. Their current task was simply to find out just how bad the situation inside Sheshan really was.
The vehicle moved slowly through the heavy silence, the stench of decay seeping in through the cracks in the windows, making one want to vomit. They encountered no survivors along the way, not even a groan could be heard.

In just a quarter of an hour, Zhao Xuan had driven to the main building of the Sheshan Research Institute, which was surrounded by barbed wire and other defensive measures.

"Get out of the car and head to the research institute immediately to investigate and assess the level of threat posed by the virus. Yua, arrange for someone to be ready to contact headquarters at any time. Given the situation we're seeing now, we can't afford to be careless."

Yua Murakami nodded solemnly, and after arranging for the staff carrying the radio, she led her group to follow Zhao Xuan into the Sheshan Research Institute.

The institute's doors were closed, which means that the first batch of infected people, as well as those who subsequently entered the institute to investigate, all perished inside the laboratory building without even having time to react.

Zhao Xuan slowed his pace, and Murakami Yua felt her breathing become heavier as she followed him to the entrance of the laboratory building.

As the door was pushed open, the scene that greeted them caused the technical staff following Zhao Xuan and Murakami Yua to freeze instantly, some even unable to suppress their nausea.

Two staff members even vomited directly inside the masks of their biohazard suits. Even so, they could only endure it. They didn't even dare to think about taking off the masks, let alone remove them.

The hall was stained with blood, and the floor was wet and sticky with thick liquid. Judging from the position of the bodies, some of the soldiers who entered the experimental building to investigate must have realized what was happening, but before they could leave, they had already collapsed from high fever due to the virus. They then foamed at the mouth during violent convulsions and eventually died with dilated pupils.

"keep going!"

Judging from the current situation, the terrifying nature of the virus is already evident, but this is not enough to make the Japanese decide to seal off the entire Sheshan area and burn it down. Only by further investigating the core laboratory can they determine whether the virus has exceeded the containment level!

Once confirmed, the Japanese will have no choice but to harden their hearts and burn the area to ensure the virus is killed by the high temperature.

Soon, Zhao Xuan led his team into the core area.

Prior to this, Zhao Xuan and his group had passed by a liaison station set up by telecommunications staff members sent by the original organization. Everyone there had died quietly while on duty.

Seeing that scene, Yua Murakami understood why the situation here hadn't been reported immediately.

The security door at the end of the corridor was half open, and the internal alarm lights were flashing silently, reflecting the winding bloody handprints on the ground.

The red light made the laboratory even more eerie. Beside the long table of experimental equipment, Kasahara Heiwa, Garazawa Saburo, and a group of experimental personnel lay on the ground. Their bodies were bluish-gray, with signs of wriggling under their skin. Their faces and skin were ulcerated beyond recognition. If it weren't for the name tags they wore on their chests, it would be impossible to tell who they were.

The group members who followed Zhao Xuan in were breathing heavily, cold sweat was dripping from their masks, and their vision was trembling slightly.

Zhao Xuan squatted down and quickly searched through Kasahara Hei's personal notebook. It only contained some things that Zhao Xuan didn't care about. After casually tossing it aside, Zhao Xuan's eyes darted around and quickly locked onto a black leather suitcase that had been opened.

"That's the one!"

As soon as Zhao Xuan finished speaking, everyone walked towards the suitcase.

Upon seeing the unopened container containing the virus in the suitcase, Yua Murakami immediately led a team forward with equipment to conduct tests.

A moment later, Yua Murakami looked at the parameters on the instrument in her hand, her face grim, and turned to look at Zhao Xuan:

"Zhao Sang, it's confirmed that it was the virus they brought that leaked. The seal we put up broke, causing the virus to leak out."

"Damn it, those two traitors of the Empire! Because of their operational error, three squadrons of Imperial warriors have died such a miserable death!"

Zhao Xuan sighed slightly. He came here so that Murakami Yua could personally confirm that the virus in the container was leaked due to operational errors by Kasahara Hei and Karasawa Saburo.

At the same time, it was also to obtain her personal confirmation as a representative of Japanese military experts, so as to shift all the blame onto the already deceased Kasahara Heiwa and Karasawa Saburo.

"Section Chief Zhao, Section Chief, something's wrong. The corresponding data is still increasing rapidly. If this continues, not only in Sheshan, but overnight at most, the virus will spread."

Upon hearing a clerk's trembling report, Yua Murakami immediately turned to look at the clerk carrying the radio:
"Contact headquarters immediately to seal off Sheshan. Within three hours, everything within a 50-mile radius of the Sheshan Research Institute must be burned down!"

After speaking, Yuya looked at Zhao Xuan:
"Zhao Sang, we need to get back as soon as possible and report the seriousness of this matter in person. Given the current situation, it is no longer possible to preserve the experimental facilities here."

Zhao Xuan nodded; this was the result he wanted.

With three military police squadrons and the Sheshan Research Institute completely destroyed, it's likely that the Japanese will never be able to conduct biological and chemical research in the Shanghai area again.

Half an hour later, Zhao Xuan and Murakami Yua led their team back to the temporary isolation area outside the blockade, which also served as the temporary command post.

Upon returning, Zhao Xuan arranged for everyone to be disinfected before changing into a biohazard suit and arriving at the isolation tent.

At this time, several people inside the tent had developed high fevers and were unconscious.

Michiko Sakai is considered lucky; although she still has a fever, it is currently under control.

Lying on the makeshift hospital bed, Michiko looked at Zhao Xuan standing beside her in despair:
"It's hopeless, isn't it?"

Zhao Xuan remained silent for a moment, looking at her with a complicated expression:
"Michiko, you still have a chance to live. Your current symptoms are not serious. I will find a way to treat the symptoms as soon as I get back. Hang in there and wait for me to come back."

Michiko Sakai bit her pale lips and nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her voice was weak but carried a glimmer of hope: "Zhao-san, I'll wait for you. You must come back..."

Michiko just wants to live now, and she wants to hold on to whatever hope may be, however slim.

She has never truly lived a single day for herself in her life; those years were merely a struggle for survival amidst orders and fear.

Perhaps if she survives this time, her mindset will change a lot.

Of course, Zhao Xuan also had Edith scan Sakai Michiko's current condition. It was just a simple fever caused by the drastic fluctuations in her physiological indicators due to fear and tension.

Shanghai, Hongkou Military Police Headquarters.

Koji Ida sat blankly in his office, staring at Mizuki Uchiyama who was talking to him. He could only see Mizuki's mouth moving, but he didn't hear a single word she was saying.

Right now, Koji Ida is only thinking about one thing: three military police companies, just like that, gone?
A full staff of one thousand!

Koji Ida suddenly stood up and overturned the desk, scattering documents and teacups all over the floor.

Mizuki Uchiyama was startled but dared not utter a sound. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the Japanese military flag hanging on the wall, a low growl escaping his throat:
"Baka, baka! That piece of trash, Doi-biu! Kasahara Heiji and Karasawa Saburo, those two pieces of shit, those two idiots! Not only did they ruin the whole plan, but they also caused the deaths of a thousand of my empire's warriors!"

After venting his frustrations, Koji Ida's gaze fell on Mizuki Uchiyama, his voice as cold as a knife: "So, the current situation is that we must immediately burn down all the areas designated by the Special Higher Police's Technical Section?"

Mizuki Uchiyama nodded helplessly:

"Hey! Based on the current investigation results, if we don't take immediate action, the virus will spread exponentially, and the entire Shanghai area may become a hell on earth!"

Koji Ida slumped back into his chair, nodding listlessly.

"Immediately notify Sato Kei and have him lead two battalions of military police to carry out the Special Higher Police's orders!"

I thought this was just sending three squadrons to protect the Sheshan Research Institute, and I could get some credit for it.

Unexpectedly, things have turned out this way, with credit turning into accountability and three squadrons being implicated.

Koji Ida could foresee the storm of accountability he would face next.

If things go wrong this time, his position as commander may be taken away.

Those people in the military only care about the results and never care about the hardships they endured during the process.

He clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm. He needed to plan this carefully. Thinking about how he had earned money through Daoya these past few days, he figured that eight or nine out of ten of it would be used to smooth things over. Koji Ida felt like he was about to spit something out of his throat.

Meanwhile, Wusong Road Special Higher Police Department.

Upon receiving the reply, Tu Feiyuan watched as the action team dispatched by Lan Zehuizi quickly rushed to the Sheshan blockade. He knew that he could not escape responsibility this time.

However, Doi-man also knew that he still had a glimmer of hope. After all, the person who caused such a big problem came from the Ishii unit, and if anyone had to take responsibility, it would be the Ishii unit.

If they had sent reliable people, would this have happened?

Thinking of this, Tu Feiyuan didn't care about what to do next at Sheshan. He immediately returned to the original headquarters, intending to assign responsibility to the Ishii unit before anyone could react!
No. 18 Shanyin Road, Hongkou District.

When Kyoko Watanabe learned what had happened at the Sheshan Research Institute, her expression turned extremely grim.

With the major battle imminent, such a significant oversight in Shanghai, a crucial rear area, would inevitably impact the entire campaign's strategic deployment if it reached the ears of the military leadership.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she gripped the coded telegram on the table, quickly weighing the pros and cons in her mind.

Kyogoku stood silently to the side, waiting for Watanabe Kyoko to give the order.

A moment later, a fierce glint flashed in Watanabe's eyes, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips. He looked at Kyogoku and said in a cold voice:

"Report the situation to the cabinet. I think Doi-man is eager to shift the blame now. The best target is Ishii's troops. Perfect, let's settle both old and new scores at the same time. I told Ishii Shiro long ago not to mess with Shanghai. Since he didn't listen, I'll give him a big gift this time."

"After reporting to the cabinet, contact Doi-man and have him come to see me. With his connections, it's not enough to shift the main responsibility to Ishii Shiro. This time, consider it me helping Keiko gain a staunch ally!"

Kyogoku nodded expressionlessly upon meeting him, then turned and left through the window.

Kyoko Watanabe glanced at it, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth. This guy, how many times have I told you, he won't use the front door, he just likes to climb through the window.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)