long night fire

"I've seen her before. She's in the courtyard." The old man pointed to the building next to Huangjiao Lane, "Did you see it? That building."

"What floor, what number?" Shang Jianyao asked further.

"I heard from Old Zheng in that building that she lived on the second floor, the innermost room, on the side next to the gate. I don't know if it's correct or not," the old man replied.

"Thank you." Shang Jianyao took out an energy bar and handed it to the old man.

In this way, even if the old man recalled it afterwards, he would not suspect that he was possessed by a demon, but would only think that he was bought by food.

Sure enough, when the old man saw the energy bar, he immediately smiled:

"no, I'm fine."

He said no, and took it.

With this deal, the old man did not prevent Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian from entering the courtyard.

Arriving at the corresponding building and going up to the second floor, Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry to find the target room, but waited patiently for a while.

After a while, a reminder came from her intercom, and Bai Chen's voice sounded immediately:

"In place."

Jiang Baimian didn't delay any longer, and walked along the aisle to the side near the gate.

After walking a few steps, she frowned:

"Both rooms are empty."

——There are two rooms in the deepest part, one near the courtyard and the other near Huangjiao Lane.

According to Jiang Baimian's judgment, Lei Yunsong and Lin Feifei should live in the outer room, which is convenient for transfer. Bai Chen and Long Yuehong went to Huangjiao Lane to prevent people from jumping out of the window.

"No one." Shang Jianyao repeated Jiang Baimian's words.

Jiang Baimian immediately quickened his pace, came to the target room, took off a small tool hanging from the armed belt, and easily opened the slightly ancient lock.

The layout inside is similar to the place they rented, with bunk beds and tables, chairs and benches.

The room was cleaned up very cleanly, and at a glance, there was nothing left belonging to the tenant.

"Abandon this place?" Jiang Baimian did not slack off, and searched carefully.

Shang Jianyao even lay down on the ground directly, looking at the bottom of the bed.

"There's a piece of paper," he said suddenly.

"What paper?" Jiang Baimian stopped moving.

Shang Jian Yao took out the paper and got up to unfold it.

In the next second, he and Jiang Baimian saw the front of the paper at the same time.

There it says:

"Thinking is a trap, knowledge is poison...

"Don't touch books anymore...

"You can't bring down the old world again..."

Chapter 27 Fleeing

Looking at the flyer in Shang Jianyao's hand, Jiang Baimian was a little dumbfounded with his psychological quality.

While waiting for Bai Chen and Long Yuehong to take their seats, she had imagined all kinds of possibilities after opening the door, but she never expected to see this familiar yet unfamiliar thing.

"The disappearance of Lei Yunsong and the others has something to do with that group of lunatics who preach poisonous knowledge?" Jiang Baimian murmured to himself, full of doubts.

Just 1 minute ago, there didn't seem to be any connection between the two!

"They gave up thinking?" Shang Jianyao's rhetorical question was a bit abrupt, like a mathematical proof problem without an intermediate step.

"...At present, there is a possibility." Jiang Baimian thought for a few seconds, then nodded slightly.

She went on to add:

"This is just a guess for the time being. We can't confirm whether Lin Feifei and the others accidentally left this flyer, or placed it on purpose to mislead investigators."

"As long as one of the members of that organization can be found, the problem will be solved." Shang Jianyao gave his plan quite seriously.

"Then you can sneak in, attend parties, eat and drink, collect clues, and find the truth?" Jiang Baimian helped Shang Jianyao complete the whole plan.

This sounds absurd, like a child playing house, but with Shang Jianyao's ability, everything is possible.

"With the IQ they showed, I can be the one who distributes the food." Shang Jianyao glanced at the leaflet in his hand, raised his right arm, and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Baimian laughed when he heard the words, and reminded:

"Illiteracy does not equal low IQ."

"Those who believe this set of rhetoric must be easily deceived." Shang Jianyao was quite confident.

"That's true. Those who can become a member of this organization are those who have been screened and easily deceived. Well, they should also be easily frightened and guided." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "Aren't you worried about the organizers who cheated them, because they were so easy to cheat that they even saved food?"

"It's too much!" Shang Jianyao was filled with righteous indignation.

Jiang Baimian pondered for a few seconds and said:

"Seriously, be careful.

"Lei Yunsong and Lin Feifei are definitely not stupid, there is no doubt about it, but why do they get involved with such a group of people?

"I'm worried that if you really want to get involved, your IQ will be pulled to the overall level of that organization.

"This is not a joke, the abilities of the awakened are quite weird and terrifying."

"Pollution is mutual." Shang Jianyao responded solemnly.

Jiang Baimian was speechless for a while.

She immediately walked to the window, opened a glass, and waved to Bai Chen and Long Yuehong below, signaling them not to be fully on guard.

Then, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao searched the room again, but failed to find any more clues.

Immediately afterwards, they used tools to open the opposite room.

——This is also the place where Lin Feifei is suspected to live.

The room was very messy, with various items strewn everywhere, exuding a faint musty smell.

In comparison, the only table had the neatest surface, and it was mainly filled with books, papers, and a pen wrapped in the middle with scotch tape several times.

During the search, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian found that most of the stack of books had the seal of the Weed City Public Library, and the few books that were missing gave people a damp, dirty, old and tattered feeling, and they did not know where to collect them. here.

It didn't take long before they determined what kind of people lived in this room:

A simple family consisting of parents and one child. The father seems to be doing manual labor, and the mother helps mend clothes at home. The child is eleven or twelve years old and is learning knowledge by himself.

"Such a person probably wouldn't believe what those lunatics did." Jiang Baimian made the final conclusion.

In other words, this is not the target room, you can leave now.

Shang Jianyao nodded, walked to the table suddenly, and picked up the pen.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Baimian gave up thinking about Shang Jianyao.

"Correcting homework." Shang Jian Yaotou said without looking back.

"... Time may be too late. If follow-up clues are missed, the investigation may be interrupted." Jiang Baimian did not directly call Shang Jianyao back with the authority of the team leader, but presented the facts and reasoned.

Shang Jianyao thought for a while, nodded and lowered his body, and quickly wrote a few words on the paper.

In just a few seconds, he put the pen away, turned around and came back.

Jiang Baimian turned his body sideways, looked at the table, and saw four more correct words on the paper:

"study well"

Jiang Baimian suddenly let out a low laugh.

After she got out of this room and locked the door again, she "muttered":

"It's going to scare them."

"Fear is also a kind of motivation." Shang Jianyao said calmly.

"..." Jiang Baimian squinted at this guy, "hissed", "You don't have to make your thinking so complicated."

While talking, the two left the building and came to the entrance and exit of the courtyard in Huangjiao Lane.

There is also a sentry box here, in which sits an old man wrapped in an old dark blue padded jacket.

There are many wrinkles on his face, and his skin is as rough as an orange peel, but his hair is not thin at all, not even white.

This makes it impossible to judge his age from his appearance.

No need for Jiang Baimian to order again, Shang Jian Yao walked over directly, and shouted with a smile:

"uncle."

The old janitor hurriedly put the army green cotton cap in his hand on the top of his head, and muttered:

"Don't shout so affectionately, just say what you have to say, and give money if you have any questions."

Shang Jian Yao calmly repeated the words "You are a man, and I am also a man".

The old man's eyebrows suddenly became active, he raised his finger and pointed to the opposite side and said:

"Well, there are quite a few buildings in that building."

Seeing that Yao did not correct the other party's "deviation in reasoning", Shang took out Lin Feifei's photo and said:

"Have you seen this man?"

"I've seen it." The old man's voice was a little louder, "Don't think about it, don't think about it, she didn't come out to sell."

Having said that, he lowered his voice:

"I suspect that she is the mistress of a nobleman on North Street, and a man will come to her every few days."

"How do you know?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously.

The old man smiled:

"I live in the same building as her, or on the same floor, how could I not know?"

"Then do you know Lao Zheng?" Shang Jianyao changed the question inexplicably.

The old janitor in Hongluo Lane said that most of the things related to Lin Feifei were told by Lao Zheng.

The old man froze for a moment:

"I am Old Zheng."

"Ah, it's all right." Shang Jianyao returned to the topic, "Does she live in the room next to Huangjiao Lane?"

"Yes." Old Zheng was very sure.

Shang Jianyao continued to ask:

"What does the man who always looks for her look like?"

"There's no way to say that. He always wears a hat and collar, and puts a mask on his face. He is sneaky. He looks like he has an identity and doesn't want to be exposed." Lao Zheng recalled Said, "He is quite tall, uh...he looks a few centimeters shorter than you."

Shang Jian Yao turned to ask:

"Have you seen the woman in the photo today?"

"I've seen it before, it looks like it's early eight o'clock." Old Zheng laughed, "She was wearing a mask and a baseball cap that was pressed down very low. People who don't know her would definitely not recognize her, but she comes in and out every day. I can tell it's her just by the outline."

Obviously, the old man paid special attention to Lin Feifei.

"Where did she go?" Shang Jianyao asked.

Old Zheng shook his head:

"how could I know?

"I saw her walking towards South Street with a big bag.

"It's a black travel bag..."

Hearing this, Jiang Baimian was very sure that Lin Feifei had moved.

Whether Liu Dazhuang is dead or not, she will transfer.