Under the moonlight

The next day, Huang Meng arrived at the company early. Liang Yuanyuan and the others were there even earlier and were already busy at their desks.

"Good morning, Huang Meng." When Liang Yuanyuan saw her come in, she just looked up and greeted her before lowering her head to continue with her work. The other colleagues didn't even glance at her. However, she was already used to the way these colleagues treated each other; in their eyes, their work was even more important than the boss.

"How are you? Do you need any help?" Huang Meng walked to Liang Yuanyuan's side and looked at the large amount of documents spread out in front of her, which she had neatly categorized.

"No need, I don't need it here. However, you might need to go see Li Han later. She wants to verify the product information with you again today."

After she finished speaking, she continued with her own business. Huang Meng looked around and realized that Li Han hadn't arrived at the company yet. Seeing that she couldn't be of any help, she decided to go to the conference room and sit down.

"Huang Meng, come with me for a moment," Zhao Meng said, pushing open the conference room door and looking at Huang Meng.

Huang Meng quickly grabbed her bag and followed Zhao Meng. For some reason, the atmosphere in the office seemed unusually tense today. Everyone looked very serious, and even Zhao Meng had his brows furrowed.

“Li Han is already checking the samples in the factory next door. Go over there with her now and check if there are any errors in the product information on our packaging. The packing staff we contacted will be here soon. Once they arrive, we need to seal the products. Time is running out.” Zhao Meng said, turning his head to look at her as he walked.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Huang Meng asked, puzzled. There were still two days until their scheduled delivery date, so why the rush?

Hearing Huang Meng's question, Zhao Meng stopped and turned to look at her seriously, saying, "They've had a serious plague outbreak over there."

"What!" Huang Meng exclaimed in surprise.

“Yesterday, I spent the whole day contacting my friends over there. The delivery deadline is fast approaching, but they still haven’t given me the specific delivery address. They need to give me a detailed address so I can fill out all the paperwork,” Zhao Meng said, glancing at his watch. “Let’s talk as we go!”

"And then?" Huang Meng asked anxiously, keeping up with Zhao Meng's pace.

"After finally getting in touch, he was very anxious, and the noise on the other end was deafening. I asked him what had happened, and he said that since the riots began, too many bodies had piled up. Although the government carried out burial and disinfection immediately after taking over the city, those despicable mercenaries had maliciously piled up the bodies they slaughtered in the suburbs after entering the city, deliberately covering them up. They weren't disposed of in time, and by the time they discovered them, it was already..."

Zhao Meng didn't continue speaking, but let out a heavy sigh. As they spoke, they arrived at the entrance of the factory next door. Huang Meng remembered that Liang Yuanyuan had once told her that this place was used to store their products.

Although Huang Meng followed Zhao Meng inside, her mind kept wandering to things in S country.

The climate there is humid and hot. Let alone a pile of corpses, even a banana would rot in less than two days. How could such a pile of corpses have taken so long to be discovered?

After their government took over the city, they should have searched the entire city to prevent any mercenaries from escaping. So where were these corpses hidden that they were not discovered?

Even if we ignore all of these for now, what methods should they use to suppress the spread of a plague if it really occurs?

Xu Ao's words from last night echoed in her ears again: they were gathered together by the government and lived in temporary tents, some of which were even just a few hundred meters away from the embassy!

"Zhao Meng, did your friend say anything else? About their plague?" Huang Meng's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly caught up with Zhao Meng, grabbing his arm to ask.

Zhao Meng looked at the small hand she was holding on his arm, and then at her anxious face. Although he was curious, he quickly said, "No, he must be very anxious. He hung up after only a few words with me. What's wrong?" She seemed to care a lot about S country.

"Oh, no, nothing, just asking. Let's go." Huang Meng didn't get the answer she wanted and walked forward somewhat dejectedly.

As Zhao Meng watched her retreating figure, his curiosity grew stronger. It would be understandable if he learned S language and thus became interested in and curious about the country, but the worry in her eyes just now was so intense.

Huang was lost in thought when he got closer and noticed several boxes at his feet, containing the products they were supposed to ship that day.

"Huang Meng, why did you take so long to get here? Come and take a look, are the words on these product packaging correct?" Li Han squatted down beside the box, looking at each product one by one. No wonder I hadn't noticed her earlier.

"Okay!" Hearing Li Han's words, Huang Meng quickly squatted down and started looking at the products one by one. She picked up the products from the box next to her: "Medical alcohol, 75% purity," "Alcohol cotton balls," "Cotton swabs,"...

Huang Meng looked at each box one by one and found that these products were not the items she had checked that day. These should have been a batch of toiletries!