The team rummaged through almost every grocery store and shop in the town before they found a notebook wrapped in parchment in an old bookstore. Zhang Heng used the parchment and Besonova to complete the Oath Ring ritual.
After that, if Besonova had any ill intentions toward them, Zhang Heng would know immediately and stop her in time.
Of course, it would be best if such a situation did not occur.
In order to make Besonova realize this, Zhang Heng invited her to play a little game so that she could think about whatever she wanted.
Besonova thought about her boyfriend and wondered if the people at the hospital would send someone to look for her after discovering that she was missing. Zhang Heng did not respond. However, as soon as she thought about how to escape, a knife was placed on her neck.
The chill emanating from the blade caused goosebumps to form on her neck. Even someone as bold as Besonova was scared out of her wits. The way she looked at Zhang Heng had completely changed.
"She said you are the devil," said Coconut, who was in charge of translating.
"Well, then let her think that I am the devil," Zhang Heng said casually. After a pause, he continued, "Ask her if she knows Dyatlov."
Coconut closed her eyes, and after a while, she said, "She said she has heard of this name before. She knows that Dyatlov is the deputy chief engineer of Chernobyl's fourth reactor. Some of the nuclear power plant staff who visited the hospital used to talk about Dyatlov in private."
"Really? What did they talk about?"
"Most of the time, they complained that Dyatlov is difficult to get along with. He always avoids responsibility, often yells at meetings, is dissatisfied with everything, is stubborn, and doesn't socialize with others. There was also a foreman who came to see the dentist, saying that he likes nepotism. Most of the physicists recruited are from the Far East, his old employer."
"The foreman called Dyatlov a despicable b * stard because before the reactor unit was put into operation, he had the opportunity to study, but Dyatlov didn't give it to him. He said that the foreman had enough knowledge and didn't need to study anymore. So, he sent two other people to do the job. However, during the final assembly and start-up stage, those who didn't study did most of the most difficult work, and they didn't get paid as much as those who did study. The foreman was so angry that he went to Dyatlov to ask for an explanation. Dyatlov told him that those people went to study, but he didn't, so it was reasonable for those people to get paid a higher salary. The foreman was so angry that he scolded Dyatlov all morning."
"It sounds like a b * stard, but as long as a company or organization grows bigger, there will always be such incompetent leaders," Zhang Heng said. "Now we know that our deputy chief engineer Dyatlov is not very popular at the nuclear power plant, but we can't blame him for this accident. We need to meet him and understand the details of the accident."
Zhang Heng then looked at the watch he seized from the bus driver. It was now 5: 30 in the morning, four hours after the explosion. After a night of hard work by the heroic firefighters, the fire in the direction of the nuclear power plant seemed to have been put out. At least, there were no more pillars of fire. However, the crisis didn't pass as safely as most people thought.
The doctor stood on the second floor of the old bookstore, looking out the window with a worried look on his face.
At this time, the sky was gradually turning white, and the sun was ready to take over the moon's position. It seemed to be another bright and sunny morning. On the balcony of the house opposite, sheets and laundry fluttered in the wind. Some women had already woken up early and were preparing breakfast for their husbands and sons in the kitchen. Flowers were in full bloom in the garden downstairs.
For the residents of Pripyat, this day seemed to be no different from any other day.
People woke up from their warm beds, opened the windows for fresh air, poured themselves a glass of water, kissed their loved ones, and thought about the day's work. They thought about where they should go for the weekend, fishing, picnicking, or even hunting in the forest on the other side of the river.
In fact, it would be May Day in a few days. This was a holiday for workers all over the world. All factories and units would be closed, and grand celebrations would be held in various cities. When the time came, people would flood the streets, and the whole city would be filled with joy. But no one realized that their lives had been completely different since the explosion at 1: 23 am.
The radiation dust had quietly drifted into Pripyat with the air flow, landing on their clothes that were hung out to dry outside. As the windows were opened, the dust also drifted into the rooms and landed on everyone's skin. Adults, children, and the elderly could not escape. The radiation dust even entered the lidless cups and the breakfast that was served. The air was also filled with plutonium, cesium, strontium, and a large amount of iodine-131, not to mention the huge radioactive cloud that was slowly drifting in the sky.
Unfortunately, these real dangers could not be seen with the naked eye.
"They should evacuate the residents here as soon as possible," the doctor sighed.
"I saw the news on the Internet. It is said that the SL will only evacuate the residents here after 34 hours," the maintenance man said.
"Is it because it takes time to mobilize the vehicles?" Mouse asked, puzzled.
"Indeed, it will take a lot of vehicles to transport 50,000 people away, but it won't take that long. And it is said that ordinary people were not notified after the accident," the maintenance man said while looking at Besonova.
Sure enough, the latter had a blank look on her face. She did not seem to understand why the players were acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Everyone was fully dressed, trying not to expose their skin. They also wore gloves on their hands and masks on their faces.
Zhang Heng also threw a set of "protective gear" to Besonova. Luck was on their side. Earlier, they passed by a fire equipment store and found some petal respirators. But now that they were far away from the radiation source, they did not need to use them. The masks could prevent some large particles of radioactive dust from entering their mouths.
"Although it may sound cruel to say this, it is actually a good thing for us. Now that the main responsible persons on the leaderboard are still here, and they have not been dragged to Moscow or other places, it will be easier for us to carry out our investigation," Zhanyi said with a wink.
"Well, the owner of this old bookstore is about to wake up. I guess he will be here soon. It's time for us to leave," Zhang Heng said. After that, he glanced at Coconut, who began to vomit again after talking to Besonova.
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