48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng slept until around 8 pm. The sky outside the window had darkened. Vehicles in the downstairs street had become significantly more than during the day. Almost all directions were driven in a direction outside the city. They were arranged in a long row, blocking the pavement with water, and vehicles were constantly joining along the way.

Although no official evacuation announcement had been issued until now, more and more people had chosen to leave Pripyati, and in fact the school had suspended classes in the afternoon, requiring students to stay indoors after returning home, although the hotel had just been notified of a room and all hotel services, including restaurants, remained unaffected.

But the seven players were afraid to eat the freshly roasted bread and sausages, even though they looked delicious, Zhang Heng et al. chose to chew on the portable food in the packing bag, only to have two bottles of mineral water in the hotel's kettle.

8: 40.

Zhang Heng replaced the last doctor on duty, sat in the lobby of the Pripyati Hotel and picked up a newspaper, but was actually observing the entrance and exit door.

According to the hotel receptionist, the current occupancy rate at the Grand Pripyati Hotel is roughly half that of a modern atomic city, with tours and business trips dominated by visitors and a small number of foreign guests.

Guests are also worried about the situation, and people are already thinking about leaving early, but there are also decisions to stay.

At about 10: 15, Zhang Heng saw a group of people coming in from outside. Their numbers exceeded 20. Everyone was wearing suits and leather shoes. Some of them wore military uniforms and clustered a small but healthy man into the hotel.

The waiter saw their side hurried up to greet them, but was interrupted by the short man in the middle without saying a word. He waved impatiently, and the waiter immediately turned cold, afraid to say anything more, and quickly walked them to the restaurant beside him.

The chef seemed to have been notified in advance and had cooked, but put it away for a while, the temperature dropped still second, the most important thing was that a lot of radiation dust had fallen on it, but the walkers seemed to have not noticed this, and each held their own food, and then found a place to start swallowing and eating the tiger, and there was almost nothing to talk about the whole time, and it was clear that they were all feeling a little upset, and there was a lot of fatigue on their faces.

Zhang Heng knew he was finally waiting for his righteous owner.

Although he had not met the Commission's men, there was little chance that the group was dressed and behaving besides the Commission members and experts who had just arrived in Pripyati, and the small figure in the middle, if not surprisingly, was the Chairman of the Accident Commission, Serbina.

According to Buljanov, this little man is a serious old man, and there is no bargaining space for any man who has great control over his orders, and that is why Buljanov feared him so much, until now the director of the Chernobyl nuclear power plant insisted on the explosion of the tank.

However, the first experts who arrived had realized how serious the situation was. After eating, they split up, Shelbina and the other two took the elevator, while the rest did not return to their rooms and turned away from the hotel.

Zhang Heng hesitated for half a second, then stood up from his seat and followed Shelbina with the newspaper.

Because if it wasn't an accident, the people who left would go back to work, while the Shelbina three might take a break first, but when they got into the elevator, Zhang Heng saw Shelbina pressing the top button directly.

Then Zhang Heng chose the next floor. When the elevator arrived, Zhang Heng lifted the newspaper and left the elevator compartment. He took three steps to confirm that the person in the elevator compartment had no longer seen his position. Then, he quickly rushed to the safety passage and followed the stairs of the safety passage to the top floor of the hotel.

Zhang Heng probe looked in the direction of the eye corridor and Shelbina three people walked out of it, but instead of going to any room, they followed the fire escape to the hotel's roof, where a helicopter was already waiting for them.

Although Shelbina had been persuaded by experts at previous meetings to agree to the evacuation, he still wanted to go to the site and see for himself what the reactor was really like.

Zhang Heng didn't expect the committee to go back to the hotel for such a long time only to have a quick dinner, without even going back to the room to rest, but Zhang Heng was busy again, but he knew that sooner or later those people were going to come back to bed, and when they had just eaten, they all got the keys to their rooms, allowing the waiter to bring their personal luggage into the room first, in other words, now they can find Konvitz's room from the waiter.

So Zhang Heng came outside the coconut room, ready to call her to continue as a translator, and discussed with Besonova how to get the room number, but didn't think there was any response inside after knocking on the door.

Zhang Heng frowned. Only the coconut and the mechanic lived alone among the players. However, it is not ruled out that she is sleeping at this time without hearing knocking. Therefore, Zhang Heng intensified some efforts. However, the door next door opened first, and the mechanic looked out and asked, “What's wrong? ”

“There was no movement in the coconut house.” Zhang Hengdao.

“What a troublesome woman. Shall I ask the young man to open the door?” The mechanic muttered that he was impressed with the live, jumping wire that had befallen the teenager.

“No, these locks are simple, and I can open them.” Zhang Hengdao, he checked the door lock the first time he checked in, now the lock is also a light car familiar road, but Zhang Hengdao shouted in front of the door, "We came in. ”

He pushed the door open, and he just stepped in and smelled the sour smell of vomit.

Then Zhang Heng pulled out the exit cover and put it on, walked into the room, saw the coconut lying on the ground, her entire face now turned red, Zhang Heng touched her forehead, found it incredibly hot, she should be in a high fever, burned coma in the past, maybe only fortunately she had not eaten much before, which prevented her from dying from choking from her own vomit.

Zhang Heng looked back at the mechanic who was staring behind his eyes. “Why are you still standing still? Go get a doctor. ”