The white mist suddenly rose, and the temperature in the entire office was gradually decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tick, tick.

The scattered glass empty bottle condensed into a scattered white frost in a blink of an eye. Everyone felt a terrified heart and swallowed unconsciously.

The one who felt the deepest was Mr. Tang. He served the law enforcement team throughout his life and experienced countless life and deaths, but the situation in front of him once again reminded him of the scene of his first mission when he was young.

Helplessness...and that deep fear.

Suddenly, Luo Qingchan smiled brilliantly.

"Oh, sorry, I've drunk too much."

"Old Tang, are you okay?"

The white mist dissipated instantly, and Luo Qingchan smiled and asked the old man with concern.

Old Tang turned his head stiffly and forced a smile.

"No...it's okay."

"It's fine."

Luo Qingchan turned his head to look at everyone again.

"If it's okay, let's all go. Everyone is very busy. I'm leaving you to drink when I have time."

Everyone nodded together, and only then did they realize that their backs were wet with sweat.

Except for Wei Zhengqing, they were all the first time they saw Luo Qingchan’s white mist.

It seemed as if a terrifying white mist would burst out from it in the next second, leaving a very deep impression on them.

"Please wait a moment, Captain."

“I still have something to report.”

"It's better for the rest of the captains to stay and listen."

Wei Zhengqing suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

Luo Qingchan looked at him, and a hint of doubt flashed in his bright eyes.

"What's up?"

"Also, Lao Wei, why are you doing this?"

"Your wife is crazy?"

Wei Zhengqing: "..."

Just go to the horse and go to the horse, why do everyone think of this?

“This doesn’t matter…”

"What I've encountered these days is so weird."

"If you deal with it accidentally, the whole Baixiu will fall into disaster!"

Wei Zhengqing looked at Luo Qingchan with a serious expression, and a throbbing flashed in his eyes.

He once again remembered that strange and extremely strange disease and the tragic situation after the illness.

Although there are not many people infected now and the mortality rate is not high, the targeted nature of this virus is unheard of and unseen.

Luo Qingchan looked at him for a moment, as if he had seen the seriousness of the problem.

"Sit down and say."

After a few minutes...

As the captain of the Baixiu City Law Enforcement Team, Luo Qingchan's office naturally contains a small office.

At this time, everyone gathered in the office and stared at Wei Zhengqing in front of him curiously.

"Click."

The lights went out, and some pictures and texts appeared on the projection equipment instantly.

"Three days ago, a strange disease suddenly was found in my area."

"This disease is different from ordinary diseases. It is specifically aimed at practitioners."

Everyone was shocked, even Luo Qingchan was no exception.

Due to energy reasons, the physical fitness of practitioners is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and their immunity is naturally much higher.

It can be said that when practicing, it is rare to get sick.

But now, Wei Zhengqing actually said that a disease that suddenly appeared in Baixiu City specifically targeted practitioners?

How is this possible!

"Are you sure? Could it be that you were wrong?" Old Tang got up instantly and frowned.

If this news is true, it will inevitably cause riots.

Wei Zhengqing smiled bitterly: "If there was no actual evidence for this kind of thing, how could I dare to say it randomly..."

As one of the only twenty-one captains in Baixiu City, Wei Zhengqing naturally understood the impact of this news.

Therefore, he did not close his eyes during this period of time, in order to determine the authenticity of this disease.

As for the results, it is obvious.

The influence of pictures and texts on the screen began to change continuously, and these are the evidence collected by Wei Zhengqing during this period.

Everyone looked terrified, trying to find some omissions from it.

But there is no at all!

Everything is so natural and full of evidence.

There are even some patients who have identified the necessary pictures and relevant departments to prove the existence of this disease.

After a long time, someone said, "This disease does not seem to be dangerous."

"I just saw that the mortality rate of this disease seems to be only 0.03%.

"Many of the patients on the information just now have recovered on their own."

"Are you so nervous?"

The others nodded, and they also discovered this data.

With a death data of 0.03%, this result is completely acceptable.

Everyone was talking about it and accused Wei Zhengqing of making a big fuss.

Only Mr. Tang and Luo Qingchan did not speak, but instead frowned.

Mr. Tang knew Wei Zhengqing very well. Although this person was sometimes a bit bureaucratic, he was definitely capable, even better than many people present.

With his ability, there will definitely be no such mistakes.

As for Luo Qingchan, he just relied on his intuition and felt that this matter was not that simple.

When you reach her level, you will never have such thoughts easily.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wei Zhengqing smiled bitterly.

He had already expected this result, even when he first came into contact with this disease.

The infected person can heal himself without any treatment at all.

Of course, it can also be said that no treatment method works.

Whether it is biotechnology or therapist, there is no therapeutic effect on this disease.

Fortunately, most patients can recover on their own, so there is no serious consequence or awareness.

A mortality rate of 0.03% is nothing...

but...

Wei Zhengqing suddenly switched to the text and pictures on the screen.

In an instant, a huge blood-red font appeared on the screen.

"this..."

"Really or not?"

"Wei Zhengqing, you are joking!"

There are only two lines of extremely simple fonts on the screen, but they make everyone feel creepy.

A strong sense of fear kept growing in their hearts, and even Luo Qingchan was no exception.

"In some special cases, these patients can have a mortality rate of 100%!"

"And there is no cure, if it is an infection..."

"I can only wait for death!"
To be continued...