Space-time SWAT

I don't know how Ling Zihan works. On the same day, the presidential palace issued a decree that all staff working in the presidential palace must drink a Chinese medicine soup to prevent and treat new types of influenza.This kind of medicinal soup is boiled in a large pot in the staff canteen, and all the staff members have to drink a bowl when they eat.The medicinal soup is not bitter, but has a slight sweetness, so everyone does not object to drinking it.

At the same time, all the military and police in the capital have been ordered to go to their respective places to drink medicine on time every day without any mistakes.

Not only that, those dignitaries who are qualified to enter and leave the presidential palace also took the initiative to ask for medicine, and asked the masters and servants of the family to drink together.

Within a day, word spread across the capital that a Chinese herbal soup could ward off the deadly new flu.In poor countries, even a cold can cause many deaths, especially children with low immunity. Therefore, when a Chinese medical team distributes Chinese medicine for free in the city, many people rush to get it.But this time instead of distributing proprietary medicines, everyone was asked to drink a bowl of decoction on the spot.If someone has symptoms of a cold, a doctor will check his pulse and send some Chinese patent medicines to treat the illness.

Most of the people didn't object, instead the whole family went out like a festival.All the medication points were surrounded by crowds of people, and everyone was smiling like watching a play. One person drank the medicine, and the others watched and cheered. It was very lively.There are also many people singing and dancing impromptuly on the street, and other people often dance along with it, and laughter resounds through the sky.

The poorer the place, the more resilient the people are, which is the confidence of this troubled continent.

Zhan Dongyun did not appear in the eyes of everyone, but dispensed a pair of Chinese medicines in the presidential palace, and then assigned a Chinese staff member to bring the medicines to the city with the temporary medical teams sent by various hospitals in Junakoli. Set up a medication point at the location.Although he was busy, he was methodical and still took care of Ling Zihan taking baths and taking medicine on time.

The day after Ling Zihan arrived in Junakoli, the leaders of various forces set off for the capital one after another.Depending on the distance, they arrive within one to three days respectively.During this period of time, except for daily working dinners and a routine meeting with the president, commander-in-chief and other high-ranking officials, Ling Zihan basically stayed in his room and worked. Negotiate related matters.

No matter how busy he was, the time to take a bath three times a day was unshakable, and Ling Zihan and Zhan Dongyun were always alone.Morning and night, Ling Zihan would chat with Zhan Dongyun.At noon, Zhan Dongyun often didn't speak much, letting Ling Zihan take a nap to recover his energy.No matter how chaotic it is outside, the bathing room will be quiet.Both of them like this short time together, sometimes talking about business, sometimes chatting, relaxed and casual, just like family members.

During the three days, there were no eye-catching accidents. The capital's 30 permanent residents and more than [-] migrants basically drank the medicine nine times and completed the entire course of preventive treatment.Many people reported that after drinking the medicine, they felt much better in physical condition, especially those who were weak and sick. They felt particularly good, and some long-term ailments were relieved a lot.This makes those who have doubts and have been avoiding to take medicine also dispel their worries, go out and start taking medicine.

Three days later, all forces had arrived, and the President held a press conference that afternoon, inviting all domestic and foreign media in Junakori to participate.Attending the press conference were senior officials from various departments of the Nyalaria government, warring parties and Chinese mediators.As the special envoy of China, Ling Zihan is naturally the most attractive target.

Zhan Dongyun also arrived at the press conference and sat in a corner, watching Ling Zihan's elegant and calm verbal battle.

"The civil war in Nyalaria has been going on for so long. Why hasn't China sent a special envoy? People are dying here every day. Why is Beijing turning a blind eye?" an American female reporter asked pointedly.

Ling Zihan looked at her calmly, "The Red Cross Society of China has been providing humanitarian assistance to Nyalaria, and has not turned a blind eye. As for the issue of sending a special envoy, it is natural that the final candidate can only be determined after all parties reach a consensus. "

A reporter from Europe asked: "We all know that you are an intelligence officer and not proficient in government affairs. Why did you become the special envoy candidate recognized by all parties at war in Nyalaria? What is so special about you?" Does it make sense?"

"Frankly speaking, I don't know either. It's like shopping. The seller thinks red apples are good, but the buyer only likes green apples. Who can you say is wrong?" Ling Zihan replied humorously, "Actually, our Many better candidates were proposed, but all parties in Nialariya hoped that I would come. Although I am not good enough, since I am the most suitable, it can only be me.”

Everyone below laughed, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

A reporter from East Asia asked: "Mr. Special Envoy, what goals do you hope the Peace Conference can achieve?"

"Naturally it is to create peace." Ling Zihan said gently, "There is an ancient Chinese poem that says: 'Prosperity, the people suffer. Death, the people suffer.' It means that no matter whether the outcome of the war is victory or defeat, it is the people who suffer. .We want Nyalaria to end the war and give the people a lasting peace."

A reporter from South America asked a more sensitive question, "Mr. Ling, I heard that two generations of your father and son are known as the godfathers of the Chinese intelligence community. Do you know the situation of many people here? Is it true that even myself Do you know things that you don’t even know?”

"This gentleman is exaggerating, and I'm not a god." Ling Zihan smiled faintly, "The intelligence we want to know is all about people or organizations that threaten our national security and the personal safety of citizens. Besides, we all respect their privacy .I don't know anything about your situation."

The reporter babbled, "Is that so? I don't believe it."

Ling Zihan had already turned his gaze away, motioning for others to continue asking questions.

Many journalists from Western media or pro-Western media from other regions are a bit aggressive. Most of the questions have ulterior motives. There is something in the words, either explicitly or implicitly, accusing China of not having the sense of responsibility, sympathy, and morality that a major country should have. .The pro-China or neutral media tried their best to intersperse it, and the questions raised were more realistic.They are more concerned about the situation in Nyalaria and the upcoming peace conference, and they are more concerned about the people's livelihood, economy and future development of this country.

No matter what problems he encountered, Ling Zihan was able to handle them with ease, and behaved rationally, forcefully and restrainedly.He never spoke loudly or impatiently, his expression was always calm, his eyes were deep and calm, but he often made those reporters with ulterior motives feel terrified, and some of the more exaggerated words were stuck in their throats, and they dared not speak out.

This press conference was broadcast live to the whole world. Except for a few countries that strictly block the Internet, everyone can see it, and it has indeed attracted the attention of many people around the world.The live broadcast rooms of the major media were packed, and the total number of viewers exceeded one billion people. It was a grand occasion.Reporters from various media were very enthusiastic, and they all wanted to show their faces at this time. When asking questions, they deliberately slanted their swords and wanted to make a blockbuster.

Ling Zihan always insisted on answering only the mediation work of the Nyalaria Peace Conference, and he either briefly or ignored other questions.He didn't get angry at all about a small number of questions that were almost abusive, as if he didn't hear them.His calm atmosphere, nobility and elegance are intertwined with the slightly exaggerated introduction to him on the Internet, and immediately attracted countless fans.

Zhan Dongyun looked at the otherworldly nephew on the stage in the distance, and couldn't help but smile on his lips.His mental power has been released, covering the audience.There are too many people here today, reporters, photographers, and various staff, the field is crowded with people, people come in and out from time to time, the flow is endless, and it is very chaotic.He pays close attention and is always ready for emergencies.

In the venue, there were many plainclothes guards for Ling Zihan's safety, staring at each area in an orderly manner.Everyone entering the venue has undergone strict security checks to confirm that they do not carry viruses, and all electronic products such as their mobile phones, computers, and cameras have been individually tested to ensure that they are not modified lethal weapons.The monitoring center outside has also been remodeled by Chinese technicians, and now it is closely monitoring all areas of the presidential palace, especially the press conference site and its surrounding areas.

Zhan Dongyun's main defense was against people who suddenly appeared at the venue using the space teleportation technique.Ever since Ye Cangnan caught a member of the Extermination Organization in Beijing's space mezzanine, Zhan Dongyun became more vigilant.There are too many people sent by the Star Extermination Organization, and the arrival time is different. Now there must be people coming one after another. If they happen to land on the venue, it will be too dangerous.Although the possibility of such a coincidence is extremely small, Zhan Dongyun dare not take it lightly.

The press conference lasted for three hours, and almost all the reporters focused on Ling Zihan, excitedly asking various questions.Only the local official media asked the president, speaker, and commander-in-chief some routine questions, and the answers they got were bureaucratic, and there were no explosive points at all.Therefore, the following questions were all posed to Ling Zihan.

The clothes Ling Zihan brought out this time were tailor-made for him by the studio of the state leader. Today he wore a navy blue suit with a small lapel, a silver-gray shirt and a dark red tie inside, with a slightly pale look. His handsome appearance and short silver-white hair, together with his noble status, made him look handsome.

The live broadcast rooms of the major media are almost overcrowded, especially the live broadcast rooms of the visiting media in China. They are all overcrowded.

When the time approached noon, a European female reporter sitting in the second row suddenly stood up and said, "Mr. Ling, we just received news that a group of armed men stormed into the drug-taking point in the civilian area and kidnapped more than ten people there. Medical staff, dozens of volunteers, and hundreds of ordinary civilians. They asked to speak with you live and express their demands. What do you think about this?"

Ling Zihan raised his head to take a look, and the first assistant standing beside him gave him a "sure" gesture to let him know that the news was true.Without changing his expression, he said calmly, "I need more information. Thank you." Then he stood up and strode away.

The president, speaker, commander-in-chief, and leaders of various forces sitting on both sides of him followed closely, and all left the press conference.

All the reporters left their seats, squeezed forward, and asked questions loudly.But they ignored them, only the military police at the scene stepped forward and blocked them all.

The host hurriedly said: "This is the end of the press conference, thank you everyone!"