However, for Gu Ji.

As long as Sun Jae-seok doesn't stop him, that's enough.

Anyway, this level is a classic heart mode, there is no time limit, and he has plenty of opportunities.

So, I waited out of the office.

Gu Ji took out his phone again, dialed the number of the Seoul Central CDC, and asked for Jiang Chengxun by name, the CDC researcher who was just in the hospital.

"You and I both understand the seriousness of this matter. I have the consent of the prosecutor general. As long as your virus identification report comes out, I can immediately persuade the prosecutor to intervene in the investigation."

"Prosecutor Jin, please rest assured that I will do my best to speed up the process. Maybe the results will be available before tonight."

On the phone, Jiang Chengxun's tone was very certain.

It can be seen that he is also a doctor with a sense of justice in his heart, but he is a little weak in the face of power.

"Finally, I would like to ask you to do a favor and contact the person in charge of the airport CDC."

That's right, Gu Ji is still ready to start from the source.

At present, MERS has not spread on a large scale. If the source can be found in time and all infected people are isolated as soon as the identification report comes out, the spread of the infection can be effectively curbed.

Back in the office, there is a cubicle of about 50 square meters.

A hot female secretary wearing gray business attire, gold-rimmed glasses, and black silk high heels came over with coffee and documents, "Prosecutor Jin, here are the documents you want.

"

Before coming, he had already viewed the files of all his members on his mobile phone.

Bae Nam-joo, Kim Ji-joo’s office secretary, is a journalist.

Pei Nanzhu leaned over slightly and placed the coffee on Gu Ji's table, her professional butt-covering skirt tilted up in a perfect arc.

"Nanzhu, do you know any friends who work in the news media?"

Before she could turn around and leave, Gu Ji called out to stop her.

"Ah? Of course I know you, Prosecutor Jin. Many of my friends and alumni work in media companies. Are you going to..."

"Help me find some media outlets that have competition or enmity with Shan Sang."

"Okay, okay."

Pei Nanzhu was slightly stunned and didn't understand what Gu Ji wanted to do, but he still agreed.

That's right.

Gu Ji's idea is very simple.

It was still the same operation as in the Indian flood level, using public opinion to exert pressure, but this time, his target was changed from the government to Sangsang.

He doesn't believe it anymore. As long as the MERS identification results come out, they will be publicized through the media.

Can Shan Sang still cover it up by force?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Pei Nanzhu recommended to her a female reporter named Lin Renna, who was her senior sister when she was in school. Since her father and several workers died due to a leak of chlorine tanks while working at Shansang Chemical Factory, Shansang Factory regarded employees as

On the grounds of serious operational errors, instead of paying compensation, she was sued to compensate for the loss of the factory.

The lawsuit between the two parties has dragged on for seven or eight years, and it still has not been sorted out.

So Lin Renna has been reporting Shan Sang's dirty information for so many years, trying to bring down this elephant.

"Just this one?"

"I'm sorry, Prosecutor Jin, she is the only one who dares to talk to San Sang..."

"I see."

Before Pei Nanzhu could finish speaking, Gu Ji left the office with his briefcase and car keys.

He made an appointment with Lin Renna over the phone to meet in the evening. As soon as Jiang Chengxun's report came out, he could change hands and expose Lin Renna.

In the evening, inside a cafe in downtown Seoul.

Gu Ji was sitting by the window, waiting for news from Jiang Chengxun.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this time, a violent coughing sound suddenly came from behind.

Like a snake, he quickly turned around and saw a middle-aged woman covering her mouth with paper. Not far from the woman, there was a male college student wearing a T-shirt with a bitter look on his face, as if he was very uncomfortable.

Although Gu Ji knew that MERS could not spread so fast.

But these fragmented details still made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

Public health levels are different from other levels.

Natural disasters, accidents, and social security are all visible and tangible things.

Only public health.

It was like a pair of invisible hands from hell, clinging to the crowd, squeezing the lives of civilians bit by bit.

You never know who is going to die and when.

This unknown is the most terrifying thing.

At this moment, Gu Ji suddenly smelled a nice smell of perfume. A short-haired beauty wearing a light pink gauze skirt, a white scarf, and a mask walked straight up to him and said, "Hello, are you Jin Zhijiu?"

Prosecutor?"

"I am."

"Hello, I am Lin Renna."

Lin Renna reached out her hand enthusiastically. It was obvious that he had great expectations for this meeting. After all, if she could cooperate with the prosecutor, she would have a greater chance of dealing with Shan Sang.

"No need to shake hands."

Gu Ji declined directly.

Only then did Lin Renna react, because when they contacted her in the afternoon, Gu Ji had already explained the general situation of the matter to him and reminded her to wear a mask, so that when she came by bus, everyone around her used strange words.

Look at her.

"Prosecutor Kim, has the report been released?"

"Not yet, I'll call him again."

With that said, Gu Ji took out his cell phone and as soon as he dialed Jiang Chengxun's number, a "power off" message came from the receiver. So he contacted CDC officials and wanted to ask if Jiang Chengxun was still doing tests at the testing center.

But the news is...

Kang Sung-hoon took leave and went home!
Chapter completed!