Gu Ji brought up some other topics, most of which were about "terrorist attacks" and "this is a complete conspiracy." Some even said the virus was manufactured in a lab specifically to exterminate humanity, all causing panic.

Not only would tourists be scared after seeing this, but the government would also overthink, and even after reading it several times, he found himself becoming paranoid.

Indeed.

If the infection incident involved human factors, then the virus might not have formed naturally and could have been artificially controlled to mutate!

Buzz buzz!

At that moment, his phone suddenly vibrated, and a call from the Minister of Health, Tanamura Katsushin, popped up on the screen.

Swiped open.

"You've got some nerve! Do you know how much effort the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has spent communicating with the South Korean Government because of your unauthorized action?"

"Even if we're not sunk, the medical supplies in the cabin are already insufficient. After the recent out-of-control incident, the infection spread again. I had no choice!"

Gu Ji's attitude was very firm.

Be aware, when the ship suddenly turned and shook violently, many tourists fell and bled, indeed accelerating the virus transmission.

Tanamura Katsushin didn't continue on this topic but asked:

"What exactly is your identity?"

"Isn't the most important thing now to identify the terrorist who released the virus and attacked the cruise ship?"

Gu Ji was quite cunning.

He emphasized the urgency of the crisis again, leaving Tanamura Katsushin with no time to think about anything else.

Sure enough, the other party took the bait.

"Have you found any evidence?"

"I told you earlier, the cause of death of the cruise manager was very strange. The symptoms erupted too quickly, much like intentional poisoning. I identified the kitchen staff who delivered his meal from the surveillance footage!"

"Alright, the police can temporarily cooperate with you. Once the cruise returns to Kobe Port, you'll still need to undergo investigation!"

"Agree."

Gu Ji agreed without hesitation. It would take at least two or three days to return to Kobe Port from Jeju Island Port. Who knows what the situation will be then!

Having official acknowledgment.

Police command authority returned to him, so Gu Ji first sent the photos taken from the surveillance room to several people, then quickly led his team to the kitchen.

Surprisingly, the guy hadn't run away.

Of course, a large cruise ship isolated at sea, where could he run?

Gu Ji brought him to the corner of the fire escape stairs, looked at the tall and thin Japanese youth in front of him, and directly showed him the surveillance photo: "Is it you who killed Mr. Morita?"

"I... I didn't kill anyone!"

The tall, thin young man looked flustered, practically having the word "fear" written across his face.

Wasn't he the one?

Although Gu Ji hadn't learned interrogation techniques, his observational skills were strong.

Someone daring to commit a bioterrorist attack on a cruise ship would never show any fear, since the cruise ship was a confined place isolated at sea, and once the virus spread, he himself would also find it hard to escape.

Such terrorists were usually prepared to die together already.

If they weren't afraid of death, why would they fear being labeled a "murderer"?

"Mr. Morita approached me, forcing me to deliver food to him. I'm just a kitchen hand and couldn't afford to offend him, so I had to obey his orders."

The tall, thin young man tremblingly narrated the whole story.

"Did you pick all the food yourself?"

Gu Ji continued to ask.

"The manager specified it all; he only let me pick the good ingredients."

The tall, thin young man changed his tone: "However, Ishiguro Yonezawa actively gave me a plate of sashimi, saying he also wanted to curry favor with Mr. Morita!"

Ishiguro Yonezawa...

Gu Ji muttered the name, a composed and silent face suddenly flashed in his mind: the one who was handling raw food in the medical quarantine area, Ishiguro!

No wonder a young man of twenty, when isolated as a close contact, had such a calm expression!

"Let's go! To the isolation area!"

Gu Ji left the words behind and started running.

The opera hall was completely dark.

Due to the recent violent shaking of the ship, several crystal chandeliers fell from the ceiling, smashing onto the velvet chairs, shattering all over the place.

Gu Ji arrived at the front door, breathing heavily through his gritty nose.

This female body's athletic condition was suppressed, and with the N95 mask, breathing was somewhat difficult. His eyes scanned the whole hall rapidly and sharply.

Cleaning staff sweeping the floor, security erecting isolation tapes, medical staff treating injuries, and sufferers groaning painfully, lastly stopping at a young man with black hair in a white chef's uniform.

The latter seemed to sense something was wrong and looked back at Gu Ji.

The two locked eyes.

In Gu Ji's clear eyes, reflective of Ishiguro Yonezawa's cold and calm eyes, the next moment, this guy suddenly turned and ran towards the back door of the opera hall.

Almost at the exact moment Ishiguro moved, Gu Ji also chased after him.

But Ishiguro was already at the back of the opera hall and reached the back door in under four seconds. Just as he was about to push the door open and escape, two policemen rushed in at the entrance.

Play tactical games with special forces?

Gu Ji had already formulated a capture plan on the way to the opera hall.

"Don't move!"

"Get down!"

Two harsh orders, two black gun barrels.

Other tourists in the opera hall screamed in fright and immediately hid under the seats, but Ishiguro was completely unfazed by the guns in the hands of the police, charging forward with a shout.

"Hold him down! Leave him alive!"

Gu Ji emphasized again.

Bang!

A policeman shot Ishiguro in the thigh. The latter let out a scream and fell to the ground with the officer. His companion quickly rushed in from behind and grabbed Ishiguro's arms.

A single person can hardly match four hands.

The two policemen quickly subdued the injured Ishiguro Yonezawa, cuffing his hands behind his back, pressing him down on the last row of seats in the opera hall.

"Huff... huff..."

Gu Ji just arrived.

Ishiguro Yonezawa was like a mad dog, straining his body forward fiercely, only to be pressed back again by the quick-witted police officer. All he could do was rage impotently: "I should have killed you! Killed you!"

In the face of threats, Gu Ji didn't even blink and with just one sentence, made the other instantly quiet:

"Who ordered you?"

In Ishiguro Yonezawa's eyes, for the first time, there appeared a flustered look.

This made Gu Ji even firmer in his judgment.

That's right.

Regardless of this guy's way of running or method of resisting the police, it showed he wasn't trained or perhaps lacked any criminal experience at all.

Faced with Gu Ji's aura, without even opening his mouth, he revealed his murderous intent, proactively admitting it.

No skills, no brains.

This kind of person couldn't possibly orchestrate such a massive biological terror attack!

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