long night fire

Chapter 80 山怪

Regarding Shang Jianyao's answer, Long Yuehong didn't know where to slander her, so she could only say incredulously:

"Don't you think the way you describe it is scary?"

"So what? That's human too." Shang Jianyao began to give an example, "Do you think a person is scary just because he has no nose, no ears, and no eyelids?"

Long Yuehong imagined for a while, then nodded heavily:

"meeting."

Shang Jianyao seems to have discovered that there is a certain generation gap between himself and his friends, so he had to change an example:

"Do you think a person is scary just because he is only 1.7 meters five, has ordinary looks and average grades?"

Long Yuehong didn't know for a while whether Shang Jianyao was giving an example seriously, or started to make daily jokes, and said angrily and amusingly:

"Can this be the same?"

"Stop!" Jiang Baimian stopped the "debate" between the two, yawned and said, "It's midnight, go on to sleep."

"Team leader, aren't you worried that the second person returned with his companion just now?" Long Yuehong felt that it was necessary to keep watch until dawn.

Jiang Baimian smiled:

"That's right, I'm getting more and more cautious.

"Although this is the core area of ​​the Redstone Collection, it is unlikely that there will be a terrible attack without warning, but in view of the fact that the situation here is more complicated than I imagined, the Gray Whisperers, Red River people, foreign smugglers, relic hunters, subhumans , vigilant sect, 'underground ark'... Ha, it has become a hodgepodge of the 'rootless' business group, and it is indeed necessary to take turns to be on duty at night.

"However, there is no need to be too nervous. It is enough to be on duty alone. You just need to pay attention to whether there is any major movement."

"Yes, team leader!" Long Yuehong responded immediately.

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In the morning of the next day, the four members of the "Old Tune Group" entered the Red Stone Collection still in high spirits, and came to the security station again before visiting the butler of the Dimarco family.

"What did you seem to encounter in the middle of the night last night?" Han Wanghuo asked calmly.

He did not hide the fact that Hongshiji had monitored the hotel camp to some extent.

Jiang Baimian, who was wearing a delicate monk mask, laughed and said:

"I was thinking about how to open my mouth to lead the conversation, and ask where that fish-like subhuman came from without showing any trace."

"Will they sing lullabies in the middle of the night?" Shang Jianyao happily added a question.

Long Yuehong thought this question was a bit strange at first, but after a little thought, she understood:

Shang Jianyao connected the mermaid-singing monster in the radio story with the fish-distorted subhuman.

As for why it was a lullaby, Long Yuehong couldn't understand.

Han Wanghuo was even more confused, so he directly ignored Shang Jianyao's question, and said with a "hmm":

"These are subhumans living on certain islands in Lake Nu. We generally call them murlocs."

Bai Chen thought of those people in Black Rat Town, and had no doubts about the name of the Red Stone Collection.

Han Wanghuo continued:

"These subhumans first came from fishermen in some places by the lake. When the old world was destroyed, they were distorted due to the pollution of some areas and corresponding water sources, and gradually became what they are now."

Hearing this, Long Yuehong was suddenly a little puzzled:

"Why are their distortion directions so uniform?"

This unscientific!

Again, this is not a qualitative or quantitative distortion-inducing experiment.

Han Wanghuo glanced at Jiang Baimian, seeing that she was silent, he explained casually:

"There were many kinds of aberrations, and most of them died within a few days and a few months.

"Among the rest, murlocs are the most suitable species for the environment of Lake Nu. They can reproduce, dive very deep, find unpolluted undercurrents, and get enough food from the lake. Gradually, this area has become a One of the two main streams, the others, except for the mountain monsters, will become extinct at some point."

"Mountain monster?" Jiang Baimian keenly caught another word.

Han Wanghuo pointed to the north and said:

"Haven't you been to church?

"There is a mountain range further north, where there is also a group of subhumans. They look much more normal than the murlocs, except that their skin is a little blue and their teeth are sharper. Climbing cliffs and cliffs is as easy as we walk the path of ruins."

Jiang Baimian asked with interest:

"What is the reason why they were not eliminated naturally and became one of the mainstream in this area?"

Han Wanghuo was a little confused:

"I am not very sure.

"I'm not a scholar who studies this."

He recalled and said:

"The people in the Redstone Collection only told me where these subhumans are strong and how to deal with them. They didn't say anything else, but when I was a 'relic hunter', I protected a researcher from the 'Original City' , he told me that the mountain monster has a strong resistance to certain pollution..."

Jiang Baimian suddenly realized, took out the paper and pen in his pocket, and jotted it down.

Seeing this, Han Wanghuo was taken aback for a while, hesitated and said:

"I have always felt that you are not like pure relic hunters, but closer to researchers and investigators."

While speaking, he glanced at Shang Jianyao.

His subconscious is to get rid of this guy.

Shang Jianyao immediately stated that Han Wanghuo's statement was unacceptable:

"What kind of purity are you talking about?

"If we are building walls, painting, being a teacher, or picking up trash, we are indeed not pure."

Han Wanghuo's intuition told him that he couldn't continue arguing with this guy, or the situation might get out of hand, so he turned his attention to Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen.

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"Relic hunters always take on missions when they have one, so they naturally understand a lot and know the importance of recording information."

After she was perfunctory, she turned to ask:

"The relationship between murlocs, mountain monsters and your Redstone Collection doesn't seem to be harmonious?"

"Do you think they voluntarily went to live in harsh environments like islands in the lake and deep in the mountains?" Han Wang sighed, "Since the opening of the 'Underground Ark', the pollution in most parts of the city has basically subsided. were kicked out of their homes."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"You seem to have some sympathy for them?"

"That's my personality." Han Wanghuo explained briefly, "But it doesn't affect my organization of a team to protect the Red Stone Collection. I don't know how many murlocs and mountain monsters died under my gun."

Having said that, he murmured thoughtfully to himself:

"There are murlocs sneaking into the hotel camp...they are a little ready to move again..."

After talking to himself, Han Wanghuo reminded the "Old Tune Group":

"The murlocs have scales on their surfaces, and small-caliber guns can hardly do much damage to them, you should be careful.

"Even if it's an ordinary gun, if it doesn't directly blow their heads off, it's better to have another shot."

"Thank you." Jiang Baimian responded on behalf of the whole group.

After leaving the security station, at exactly nine o'clock, they went straight to the "Visa Trading Company" on the fifth floor of Hongshiji.

Unlike other places, not everyone hid here, and there was a lady sitting behind the wooden platform near the door.

She wore a fierce green ghost mask, as if trying to appease her inner fear.

"We made an appointment with Mr. Carl yesterday." Jiang Baimian walked over and said with a smile.

The lady's whole body was tense, as if she would find a place to hide at the slightest sign of disturbance.

She reluctantly said:

"Mr. Carl said, you go directly to the innermost office."

Jiang Baimian grabbed Shang Jianyao to prevent him from adding fuel to the scene, while Bai Chen nodded to the lady, signaling her not to be so vigilant.

Carl's office is very simple, but it makes Long Yuehong and others feel very cordial.

This is very similar to the middle office of many departments of "Pangaea":

A shelf for folders and books, a desk, a set of sofas, a green plant and some armchairs.

The only difference is that there is an iron black safe here.

Carl was not wearing a mask like yesterday, and his slightly gray hair was combed back neatly.

At this moment, he was sitting there with his back straight, as if it had always been like this.

"Aren't you a follower of the Vigilance Sect?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously before Jiang Baimian.

Undoubtedly, he switched to Honghe language.

Carl said calmly:

"I'm very wary of Mr.'s affairs."

For this reason, you can ignore your own vigilance.

Jiang Baimian immediately took a step forward, smiled and said:

"Don't waste your time, let me just say it.

"Do you have a military exoskeleton? We'd like to buy one."

Carl pondered for a few seconds and said:

"If this kind of material is not ordered in advance by a big customer, we will definitely keep it for our own use.

"Mr. DiMarco is very vigilant about his safety and doesn't mind paying a premium for something like that."

He tactfully rejected the request of the four people on the opposite side.

"Is that so..." Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry for the time being, and instead asked, "Mr. Carl, what do you know about the robbing of Herwig's batch of arms?"

Carl shook his head:

"I am not sure.

"I was in the 'Underground Ark' at the time, and I didn't know such a thing happened until the next day."

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"Then who do you think his death was related to?"

"Too much." Carl's expression sank, "This is a greedy and cruel villain, who even sells weapons to murlocs and mountain monsters, causing countless unnecessary deaths and injuries. People who hate him and hate him are all over the place. Redstone set."

Having said that, Carl's voice became cold:

"Moreover, in order to monopolize the arms business, he also incited the townspeople to be hostile to the 'Underground Ark'.

"His death must be a gift from Zhi Sui to us."

At this point, Jiang Baimian didn't ask any more questions, and left politely, and led Shang Jianyao and others out of the Red Stone Collection.

For the rest of the morning, they drove a jeep leisurely around the ruins of the city, recording the topographic features of many areas.

Near lunch, they returned to the entrance of Hongshiji.

The car was driving, and Jiang Baimian's eyes suddenly froze in the passenger seat.

She had been habitually observing the outside situation and saw a familiar fire flashing in the middle of a certain building in the distance!

"Left!" Jiang Baimian only had time to shout out such a word.

Bai Chen had a tacit understanding and turned the steering wheel all the way to the left.

A shell flew out of the bazooka and headed straight for the jeep.

The attack came suddenly.