Chapter 108:

Because it happened in the United Nations building, the federal government moved quickly. It mobilized a group of medical personnel to station in less than an hour, and all the personnel in the building were gathered in the lobby in batches.
"Only these people?" Li Zheng asked strangely, looking at the empty hall.
Today is also the day when the United Nations General Debate Conference is held. It stands to reason that there are more than 100 countries, even if there are three or four in each country, there are hundreds of people, but now there are only 30 or 40 people standing in the spacious hall.
They complained loudly about the security measures in the United Nations Building, and their faces were very dissatisfied.
Kent rolled up his sleeves and said: "The UN staff, Americans and Europeans are all here, and the rest will be approved in batches."
The remaining? Li Zheng's lips pursed slightly, and he naturally heard the meaning of Kent's words. The rest naturally refers to the delegations of those backward countries.
Li Zheng couldn't help but think of the Chinese delegation headed by Xian Ning, and couldn't tell what it was like.
"Oh! Hurry up, I don't want to stay in this horrible place for a minute." said a health organization official.
"Okay, Mr. Qisen." Little Rob bent over to Li Zheng and his group, and then guided them forward.
While helping everyone draw blood, the medical staff explained patiently: "All the people who have had close contact with the Dock virus carriers have been quarantined and checked. This blood draw is just in case, don't be nervous."
Kent's blood sample was quickly taken. He pressed the bleeding spot on his arm and said apologetically to Li Zheng: "Li, I didn't expect you to encounter such an unpleasant thing. I'm so sorry."
Li Zheng was unbuttoning the cuffs and pulling up the sleeves, and smiled: "This is also considered external force majeure. I think this is a very unique experience."
The medical staff disassembled the disposable needles, and when the blood was about to be collected, there was a loud noise in the direction of the elevator entrance in the lobby, and the face of the staff maintaining order changed.
"what happened!"
"Those delegations learned that we prioritized the arrangement of blood sampling by representatives of France, Germany and other countries, and were very dissatisfied. We couldn't stop them." The staff in the UN uniform said helplessly.
As he spoke, the delegations had already approached. Upon seeing this, the UN staff and the delegations of developed countries could not help showing embarrassment on their faces.
They naturally know that they are not doing this thing authentically.
The UN officials who maintained order bite the bullet and stood up, "Doctor's disease is an infectious disease. Overcrowding will help the virus spread, so we follow the order, batch by batch."
There was silence in the hall when a black woman dressed in traditional costumes from a certain country in Africa walked up quickly.
She pleaded in very standard English: "Can you let me take the blood first? It's noon now, and my children are still waiting for me to eat together. My youngest child is only six months old and he needs breast milk."
The young medical staff looked embarrassed, and she couldn't help looking at the UN officials.
Frowning slightly, he and the person next to him whispered a few words, and then said in a very official tone: "I'm really very sorry, ma'am. You know, you are not the only one with special circumstances, just make an exception for you, this It’s not fair to others."
"But..." The woman still wanted to fight, and another older nurse came over, "Madam, after they finish collecting blood, we give priority to collecting blood for you." They are naturally citizens of these developed countries.
In fact, at this time, most of the thirty or forty people had already collected their blood, and at most ten minutes could be the turn of the people behind. But obviously, this is not a ten-minute question.
Except for the priority delegations, the delegations of the other countries showed obvious dissatisfaction and anger.
At this moment, a young black man suddenly laughed.
There was a low chuckle, and then the laughter grew louder. The laughter echoed in the empty hall, and it felt a bit creepy.
"Look at them. In the eyes of these people, their life is life, and our life is not worth money. What is born equal, what is democracy and freedom, this is the biggest lie you these people have fabricated!"
The young man was thin and thin, with a crazy look in his dark eyes.
"Who is this person?" Delegations from African countries look at me, and I look at you.
They all thought that the young man belonged to the other team, and only then realized that no one here knew the young man.
There was a squeak in everyone's hearts. What kind of ordinary role could be who can get into the delegation team so unknowingly?
The expressions of the American officials who came to assist changed greatly, "Contact the FBI, hurry!"
"Why do you obviously have such advanced medical technology and such excellent scientific research personnel, but you are not willing to help people in backward areas who are struggling on the line of illness? You shout humanitarian slogans every day, but what have you done? Every blood has to be divided into three, six or nine grades?" The young man yelled, panting heavily, his face full of hideous expressions.
"Damn, why the FBI hasn't come yet!" the UN official cursed secretly, and he forced a smile, "Oh, sir, you must have misunderstood, we are very concerned about..."
"Bang" there was a gunshot.
The hall was silent, and the faces of UN officials were so dark that ink could drip from them.
The American's face sank.
"Do you know? My wife and six children have all died of Doc's disease. We have worked hard for ten years to get a place for medical assistance from the United Nations Health Organization! Ten years! The result... I watched you helplessly? , And you, use our application for drafting!"
"Oh, damn, what idiot did a stupid thing!" The UN Health Organization official could not help cursing in a low voice.
"When I close my eyes every day, I hear my compatriots wailing and crying. Why can you sit in a tall building while we have to struggle in the mud, just to live one more minute." Voice of the young man hoarse.
"Da da da" neat footsteps, a group of Americans in suits and leather swiftly walked from the door.
Li Zheng raised his eyebrows. He is the FBI in the "legend". This is the first time he has seen the famous FBI in the United States in his two lives.
"Babru, we are very sympathetic to your experience. But your behavior will only cause bad results. Not only for you personally, but also for the country of Doman. I believe you can understand what I mean." FBI Merchants entered in file, guarding the delegations of various countries.
Babru didn't mean to stop him, a weird smile appeared on his face.
"When my wife and children died, I didn't want to live anymore. I originally wanted to see the results of applying for medical assistance, thinking that if it succeeded, I would destroy it and go back and tell my compatriots the good news. If it fails..." At this point, he paused and slowly rolled up his sleeves.
Something unknown was tied to his skinny arm, wrapped in unknown material outside. He looked at the FBI member who pointed a pistol at him, shrugged, and said with a smile: "It is connected to my heart. ."
Slowly tearing the outer layer apart, the scene on his arm was shocking. The arm flesh was filled with dense wires, and there was a black object that looked like a remote control half buried in the flesh. A blue wire passed from the arm to his heart.
"He is really a genius." Some mechanical scholars exclaimed untimely, "Even if the level of technology is placed in the world, it is still leading."
Babru seemed to hear the compliment, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He turned the pistol in his hand and said, "So, I only need one bullet." As he said, his muzzle was compared to his heart. ratio.
The expressions of the US officials cannot be described as ugly. Bablu’s hand is obviously a remote control bomb, but no one knows where his bomb is buried. This has to be found in the huge New York City, and it is not possible to do it for a while.
"Quickly, check all the places Babru has been to! Immediately, immediately!" The FBI leader whispered to the people around him.
"Mr. Barbru, I think we can talk!"
"I have nothing to talk about with you people, you, you and you. I didn't treat people from our backward countries as adults." Babru shouted.
"Babru..." a lady from an African delegation said, "I think there will be a better solution."
Babru's attitude towards her is obviously much better, "You don't have to say more, don't worry, that thing is far away from here, it won't affect you."
It seems that he does not have much malice towards people from the same undeveloped areas. Li Zheng lowered his eyelids slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
Mr. Chison discussed with other officials of the United Nations Health Organization,
Babru, we promise that you will severely punish the staff who drafted Doman’s application form, and we will inspect each country in a fair and just manner and select the best Areas that need medical support."
The WHO cannot give a promise to support Dorman. Because once this precedent is set, those who are full of patriotism will come here from time to time, and UN staff must be scared to death.
Babru looked at them coldly and made an "I don't believe it".
He slowly moved the pistol to his chest, and smiled as if relieved.
"Promise, we promise to give Doman medical assistance." Qisen shouted.
Babru's movement paused, he tilted his head for a moment, and seemed to hesitate.
Upon seeing this, Qi Sen swallowed, "I think we can discuss it. If you don't believe it, we can write it down."
Babru stared closely at Qisen's face, and then glanced over other UN officials.
"You lie to me. Even if it is written in black and white, I can't take it out, can I?"
The embarrassment on Qi Sen's face flashed away, he really thought so.
When Babru saw this, his face became more severe, his hand was already on the trigger of the pistol.
Except for 9/11, Li Zheng had not heard of other major terrorist incidents in New York in his previous life, so this incident should have been successfully resolved later.
But seeing the helpless scene of everyone in front of him and the desperate and crazy appearance of Baburu, Li Zheng hesitated for a long time, and still spoke.
"Perhaps, you can trust me." Li Zheng took a step forward, "I am a Chinese." He paused, ignoring the startled gaze of Xin Ning and his entourage, and continued: "Pamisatin, I remember Doman It is also a country with a high incidence of frostemia. I am the inventor of paminerazine."
Everyone's eyes were on Li Zheng. Li Zheng touched his nose, and he said that he was not suitable for this kind of heroic image of turning the tide. But it seems that in terms of favorability, Babru should not dislike him.
He is a Chinese, and the Chinese have been chanting the slogans of the brotherly countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America; second, he is the inventor of paminerazine, and his nationality is probably good in a country where frostemia is common.
Babru was visibly stunned, "You... you are the inventor of papain." Since Babru will do this for the medical assistance of the United Nations, he will naturally be surprised by Li Zheng, who invented papain. Have great favorability.
"I didn't bring my patent certificate with me, but they can prove it. Medical support can only quench my thirst. The development of drugs that really target the polyg virus is the fundamental way, isn't it?" Li Zheng said.
Barbur became excited when he heard the words, "Are you sure?"
Li Zheng was silent for a while, "I didn't."
Everyone...
"I will try hard." Li Zheng continued.
Babru lowered his eyelids, struggling.
There is a play! A nervous look appeared on everyone's faces.
Li Zheng rubbed the watch on his wrist, his lips pressed into a straight line, he was also nervous.
After a long time, Babru slowly raised his head.
"I don't know if I should believe you. However, I seem to have only one choice." He paused and continued: "At least, you are more credible than them."
Qi Sen's face suddenly became pig liver-colored with anger.
"I'm not a treacherous person, I will do my best." Li Zheng reached out to Baburu.
Babur took a deep look at Li Zheng and handed the pistol to Li Zheng's hand.
The moment the pistol arrived in Li Zheng's hand, the FBI men quickly subdued Babru on the ground.
Babru did not resist either. He was taken away by handcuffs. When he was about to be taken out of the house, he turned around and shouted: "You promised me!" The expectation and despair in his eyes were shocking.
Li Zheng handed the pistol in his hand to the FBI member who came forward, and at the same time whispered as if to himself: "I know."